Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

"Nothing, just some leftovers. The fragrance you mentioned should be coming from the backyard. Chen Jun's cooking skills are much better than mine."

After saying that, Sha Zhu waved his hands: "Nothing, I'm going to eat first!"

Then, without waiting for Qin Huairu to say anything more, he closed the door.

Leftovers?

Qin Huairu's face froze, and she understood what was going on.

Sha Zhu said that he would not bring lunch boxes home, but he was actually just fooling her.

I will still bring lunch boxes, but I will no longer give them to the Jia family.

For a moment, Qin Huairu felt empty.

I don’t know if it’s because of Shazhu’s change in attitude or because he will never be able to eat lunch boxes again.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Huairu glanced towards the backyard.

What Sha Zhu said just now was right, the fragrance was indeed coming from the backyard, but with Chen Jun's personality, it was impossible for him to give their family even a little food.

Qin Huairu returned home disappointed. Just as she was about to speak, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.

I saw that the dish I cooked tonight had been eaten up.

Not only the dishes, but two of the four steamed buns are now gone.

No, it’s only been a short while since she left, and Jia Zhang has already eaten up all the remaining dishes?

"Why did you come back just now? Have you found out what happened?" Jia Zhang wiped her mouth and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"No, the uncle hasn't gone home either. I guess he should be with Dongxu." Qin Huairu sighed and sat down helplessly.

There was no more food, so I could only eat steamed bread with porridge.

Qin Huairu felt very uncomfortable when she thought that Sha Zhu and Chen Jun were eating delicious food while she could only eat steamed bread.

Especially after what Sha Zhu said just now, she couldn't help but suspect that Jia Dongxu was going to eat alone.

Thinking of this, I felt even more upset.

"Yi Zhonghai hasn't come back yet, that's fine, let's eat!"

Jia Zhang said nonchalantly, and then threw it on the table: "Wash the pot later, I'll go back to bed and lie down for a while."

"Ok!"

Qin Huairu responded and lowered her head to start eating.

It was not until after nine o'clock in the evening that Jia Dongxu returned dragging his tired body.

On the way back, Yi Zhonghai wanted to say something several times but stopped himself, and finally gave a reminder when they were almost at the courtyard.

Let him go buy some things and apologize to Chen Jun.

But Jia Dongxu felt that his overtime work had nothing to do with Chen Jun. How could he, a deputy director of a canteen, affect the fitter workshop?

Today at noon, Dou Shao was just a grudge between him and Sha Zhu, and there was no point in looking for Chen Jun.

Well, Yi Zhonghai knew that Jia Dongxu had a stubborn personality, so he stopped trying to persuade him after he failed to convince him.

Time flies, and two or three days have passed.

Today Chen Jun got up early and hurried to the canteen of the steel mill.

A while ago, the people in the kitchen set up an oven in the cafeteria, so Chen Jun asked Director Song to prepare a bucket of milk, intending to make some snacks from his hometown for the Russian engineers who were about to come to the factory.

Although he is very confident in his own cooking skills and his country's cuisine, if he could let the Russian engineers taste the flavors of their hometown, such as some sweet and sour food, on the first day of their arrival, it would definitely increase their sense of closeness.

Milk is not an easy thing to get in this day and age. The people in the purchasing department ran around for a whole day to get it.

To be on the safe side, the people in the purchasing department even got some candies.

With these things, Chen Jun began to make cheese.

According to Director Song, today is the day when the Russian engineers will come to the steel mill, so Chen Jun rushed to the cafeteria early and made some special snacks from the Russian side.

Nearing nine o'clock, Director Song came to the kitchen to look for someone.

"Chen Jun, we have to go to the door to pick someone up." Director Song waved at him.

"Do we have to go too?" Chen Jun turned around and asked.

"The factory director has spoken, everyone in management position must go!"

Okay, Chen Jun took off his apron after hearing that, picked up a piece of yellow egg cake from the plate and handed it to Director Song.

"Taste it."

Director Song's eyes lit up and he couldn't help swallowing.

In fact, as soon as he arrived at the cafeteria, he smelled a strong scent of milk.

Without thinking, I knew it was Chen Jun who was preparing the food in the kitchen.

Director Song was more or less a respectable person, so he didn't shamelessly ask for some food.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jun actually gave him one piece on his own initiative.

"What a good stuff! It looks delicious!" Director Song said, and took a bite.

"Mmm! It smells so good!"

It has a soft and glutinous texture and a sweet taste. Director Song thinks it tastes better than any snack he has ever eaten in his life.

"Time is tight, so we can only make something simple as breakfast for those engineers." Chen Jun smiled and left the cafeteria with Director Song.

The factory gate was extremely lively at this time.

Not only were there several red banners hung above the gate, but a few lion dance masters were also called in, and they were beating gongs and drums as if it was New Year's Day.

Director Yang, Director Wang, and other senior executives of the factory were already standing in a row at the factory gate, waiting for the arrival of the Mao Xiong engineer.

Even Director Lou, who had not been seen for a long time, was standing at the factory gate.

But judging from his complexion, he seemed much more haggard than before.

Chen Jun guessed that Lou Bancheng's haggardness was probably directly related to his recent absence. He must have encountered some trouble.

It’s normal. Many people have headaches this year, and Chen Xueru still has headaches all day long.

"Here it comes!" Chen Jun muttered softly.

Director Song, who was standing by, stood on tiptoe to take a look and asked in confusion, "Where? Where? Why can't I see it?"

Chen Jun didn't explain much. Super vision not only allows him to see the essence through clothes, but also greatly improves his eyesight.

"Hey, it's really here, Chen Jun, you have a really good eye!"

A few seconds later, Director Song shouted unexpectedly.

At this time, the others also saw a line of off-road vehicles approaching from a distance.

The sound of firecrackers popped, and white smoke suddenly rose at the gate of the steel mill.

Soon, several off-road vehicles stopped steadily at the entrance of the steel mill, and a group of engineers with very bear-like characteristics got out of the vehicles.

Except for the three leaders, the rest of these people are not very old.

The fact that Lou Bancheng and Director Yang did not understand Russian did not stop them from applauding and welcoming.

Along with the Maoxiong engineering team came some of our own engineers, so translators were naturally needed to facilitate communication.

Chen Jun took a quick look and was surprised to find that this group of people came with two translators as standard.

But think about it, one is the translation of daily life, and the other should be the translation of professional field.

After all, the Russians are here to teach and discuss some technologies, and some technical terms require more professional translation.

Otherwise, it is difficult to accurately convey the meaning through ordinary translation.