Song Tan Jishi

Just smelling the aroma, everyone was already dizzy, and no one cared about the three or five pieces of meat.

At this moment, he only nodded his head, and even Chen Yuan kept swallowing his saliva. While waiting for Qiao Qiao to get rice noodles, he didn't even dare to say anything.

The driver on the side was honestly at the end of the queue, drooling and not daring to move forward. He thought that if he could catch such a meal today, it would be enough for him to continue playing for another three to five years!

 Just smell the aroma!

Everyone in Yuncheng is a gourmet, and they hang out wherever the food is good!

 But he has traveled all over the country and has never come across such delicacies - is it a domestic supply?

This must be the legendary internal confession, right? !

God! No wonder so many people are taking the civil service exam. It turns out that they can actually eat so well if they can get through it!

He stood on tiptoe holding the bowl, looking as eager as if he were begging for food.

 …

I have to say that although Qiao Qiao is young, if she wants to attract people, she can naturally find the most suitable one!

In the morning of winter, everyone is rushing back and forth. It is a time when we are tired, nervous, not acclimated to the water and soil, and may not have a good appetite.

He took out this bowl of rice noodles, whether it was spicy and spicy rice noodles or sour rice noodles, the best rice noodles ground from his own rice, with the same good side dishes, as well as the delicious fried eggs and meat slices...

When Chen Yuan came back to his senses, the bowl full of rice noodles had been drained out. He raked the soup with his chopsticks, and when there were only a few chopped green onions left, he finally realized -

 This is the first meal at the boss’s house.

After eating his first meal in such a greedy manner, he didn't even dare to think about what others thought of him?

 Looking at the colleagues around me, okay? Each one of them is holding a bowl, and they look a little confused.

 Chen Yuan gritted his teeth and decided to put down his chopsticks—

“There are some steamed buns here, don’t you want to eat two? The ones stuffed with radish and lard are so delicious!” Qiao Qiao came over and looked at everyone curiously.

 He was really curious. After all, no one who came to his home for dinner only ate one bowl per meal.

However, his ordinary question made Chen Yuan struggle painfully.

 It’s just steamed buns. It’s not impossible to eat two more. But he just finished the big bowl of rice noodles in such a hurry. If he continues to eat more and can't hold it back, will he look like a useless person?

Wouldn’t this disgrace Xiao Du and the others?

 Looking around again, everyone is holding empty bowls, their speed is the same as what they have practiced for many years, and their expressions are similar to those of struggle.

 The balance in his heart was swinging hard.

Qiaoqiao is still asking: "Don't you want to drink porridge? The fragrant rice porridge is really sweet and warm."

As he spoke, he stirred the thick white porridge in the pot with a big spoon.

 Chen Yuan:…

The balance in my heart finally fell to the ground with a clang. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll eat some more."

Qiaoqiao then laughed: "Okay! I made these myself. I saw that you all only ate one bowl, so I thought you didn't like them."

dislike? !

 No, no, no, impossible! Chen Yuan shook his head, stretched the bowl to the edge of the pot, and scooped out another chopstick of rice noodles.

This rice noodle soup is also really appetizing!

 Eat a little more!

Ulan also looked over, fearing that the young man was too thin-skinned and would be too embarrassed to eat, so he also hurriedly urged:

 “Eat them all, open your mouth and eat! Eat more! This meal will make you full!”

 “Okay, okay! I must be full!” It was the driver beside me who said this.

He looked at the young guys in front of him who were all silent (because they had eaten too much and were too ferocious, and felt a little embarrassed to speak), and he responded very quickly at the moment.

He was holding a bowl of rice noodle soup in one hand and drinking in a daze, while he grabbed a big bun with the other hand and his mouth was full of oil.

What a pity! He has never enjoyed such a blessing in his life.

 It’s delicious, really delicious?

In such a low-key village, and such a low-key family, if he hadn't taken this business by chance, he might never have known what good food tastes like in his life!

  No wonder rich people pay millions for any dish they eat, it must taste like this!

Definitely is!

If he had money, he would eat too!

In just one meal, the driver's thoughts crossed from politics to business, and he created an unforgettable experience.

 After the meal was finished and watching him drive away reluctantly, Chen Yuan immediately stood up and said, "Let's go help clean up the kitchen."

 “No, no, no!” Ulan waved his hands repeatedly:

"This is not your job! I just came here and you are already tired. Can you take a rest?"

Aunt Lianhua went to a relative's home to hold a funeral and give gifts today. So I have to wait until tomorrow to get to work. But even so, there are so many people in the family, and everyone will wash and wash together, so they won't be too tired.

Who would have thought that as soon as she said this, she saw that Chen Yuan had already led everyone into the kitchen.

I can’t move without moving, I’m really worried!

　　Everyone knows how much they want to eat. Now that they have eaten so much all morning, if they don’t speed up their consumption, they will be unable to walk.

Although they are too stretched out to be suitable for work, it is still better than them standing there and digesting it stupidly.

Everyone has a clear division of labor and a tacit understanding of cooperation. Those who collect the dishes collect the dishes, those who wash the dishes wash the dishes, and those who clean the stove...some even tidy up the scattered firewood.

There was someone nearby who quickly found a disposable rag and stood by the stove waiting to wipe the dishes.

More than twenty young men, up and down, inside and out, in less than half an hour, the entire kitchen will be shoveled down to one level.

 The kitchen is usually clean enough, but the seventh cousin is quite particular about this matter. But looking at it now, it feels like a deep cleaning!

The firewood piled in the corner has been stacked neatly again, and the little spider that just poked its head out of the corner on the high beam now doesn't even have a single thread.

　This work is really like the essence of the relatives of Xiao Zhu’s grandfather when she was the party secretary!

Wulan and the others stared at the shining kitchen in front of them with wide eyes, and then at the young men rubbing their hands seriously by the sink. Their mouths opened and closed, and they didn't know what to say.

 After a while, Song Tan reacted:

“We all have a lot of luggage and are tired from traveling all the way...Mom, why don’t you take them to the mountain dormitory to settle down first?”

“I will talk about the specific work content after lunch.”

 Let them stay in the yard any longer, and the yard will probably be cleaned up later.

It would be nice to have someone to help clean up, but this group of people came from other places. It seems that some of them just arrived at the station early this morning.

 It is not Song Tan’s style to use people like this.

 “Okay, okay, okay!”

These young men were too diligent, so they started to look at the yard and living room again. Ulan was still under a lot of psychological pressure, so he nodded repeatedly and quickly got on the tricycle.

 “Come on, put your suitcases here.”

At the same time, he also called to Song Sancheng: "Hurry up and pull them up on your bicycle. Tan Tan, you also drive, otherwise you won't be able to pull them down."

 Everyone got on the maroon and dark blue tricycles in silence. Looking at the pickup truck, everyone looked quite serious at this moment. Ulan, on the other hand, was riding a bicycle, feeling the cold and biting wind on his face, and said "ouch" at this moment:

“The dormitory has air-conditioning, but the air-conditioning is not as comfortable as the stove room in our rural areas. You have just arrived and don’t have much work to do. If you have nothing to do, you can just warm up by the fire and chat in the mountains and down the mountain. Don’t be formal!”

 “Okay.” Everyone responded obediently.

  No matter how young people look like little white poplars, now they are quietly listening to orders and sitting in the back pocket of a tricycle. In fact, they are more like mushrooms.

 Fortunately, the back mountain is not far away, and we got there after riding a tricycle for a while.

As soon as Song Tan stopped the car, he was called over by Yan Ran from the single dormitory on the hillside next door.

The remaining people were led by Ulan. Looking up at this moment, they saw several white buildings clustered together on the top of the mountain, with high walls and gates outside.

“This is our family’s processing plant, and we only make some chili sauce and the like every day. Our chili peppers are too spicy, and they can’t stand it if they are cut too much by hand, so we still have to use machines.”

“This place on the left is the canteen. We eat three meals a day here, and we also have supper in the evening.”

 Master Jiang was sitting at the door of the kitchen, peeling radishes. While peeling, he stuffed a piece into his mouth. After chewing it, his brows relaxed.

Seeing Ulan, he happened to ask:

“Is this radish of the quality found in the village?”

"Yes!" Wu Lan laughed: "A few families in the village who planted radishes and cabbage sent them over a few days ago. They said they were kept specially. I thought that this is a Chinese New Year, and everyone should have a good meal together. Just brought it over.”

 “Okay, okay!”

Master Jiang's brows widened: "You have to eat it quickly, otherwise the radish will become bran easily when the weather gets warm... Is this the new security guard?"

He looked at this group of energetic young men and asked more enthusiastically: "Shall we eat braised pork belly with radish or braised pork for lunch?"

　　The meal that I just ate has only been digested a little bit, and now I am asking this fatal question...

 Everyone looked at each other and said, "Hello, Master Jiang. We will eat whatever you do. We are not picky about food."

"Okay, okay!" Master Jiang smiled happily: "Don't worry, everything you eat is not bad! Just wait - by the way," he suddenly asked with experience: "You just had breakfast at Lao Song's house, right?"

Seeing everyone nodding, he asked considerately: "Do you want to wait until one o'clock for lunch?"

 Can it still be like this?

 Everyone looked at Ulan.

Ulan was confused for a moment, thinking that there was no work now anyway, so you can eat whenever you want! Is it possible that recruiting someone can be done just because they are poor?

 She is not the kind to care about how many grains of rice she uses.

 So he nodded blankly at this moment: "You can eat at any time. Isn't this what Master Jiang decided?"

 Chen Yuan was overjoyed. He thanked Wu Lan and looked at Master Jiang seriously:

 “Thank you!”

Master Jiang smiled and sighed: "It's okay, I've eaten everything, I've survived...forget it, I'll make you some hawthorn soup at noon to appetize and aid digestion!"

 The chefs working here are so considerate!

With this understanding in mind, everyone carried their luggage and thought about various things they had secretly speculated in the past few days, but it was only different from the scene they imagined.

 To be honest, everyone should breathe a sigh of relief.

 After all, everyone who has experienced it knows how arduous the real security task is. It would be fine if their limbs were intact, but now, everyone is afraid that they cannot bear this responsibility.

Now it seems like it is just an ordinary farmhouse. From the owner to the chef, everyone is warm and considerate, which is good.

Ulan led them to the building on the left side of the factory: "This is the men's dormitory. The door to the women's dormitory opposite is locked. Men are not allowed to enter."

Although there are currently only mother and daughter Zhai Xiaofeng, the rules must be made clear in advance.

 Everyone who followed Ulan nodded and wrote it down together.

Song Sancheng also followed and took out the key at this moment: "I will arrange a room for you on the first floor. There are several spacious rooms here, which are suitable for you."

There are no elevators in several buildings here. Many of them have inconvenient legs and feet, so it is not easy to climb up and down. Therefore, there are twenty-three people, six dormitories, all connected rooms on the first floor.

 Open the door and you will see a spacious four-person room.

It is really spacious, with four bunk beds. The upper bunk is equipped with cabinets, and the lower bunk is used for sleeping.

Each bunk is separated by a modular cabinet. There are bathrooms, toilets, and air conditioners in the room.

Small but complete.

What’s more, these dormitories are really larger than other dormitories. Chen Yuan and others are quite satisfied!

They have lived in this environment for many years. Although they don't like it very much now, there is absolutely no pressure to adapt to it again.

 Especially when the conditions here are obviously much more comfortable. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked Wu Lan and Song Sancheng.

Song Sancheng handed over all the keys: "There are only four keys for each room. You can choose your own room."

Facing this group of unfamiliar young men, he spoke much less. He was still a little reserved at the moment. After thinking for a while, he said:

“Actually, although our village is a bit remote, there is basically nothing going on and it is quite peaceful.”

“I invite you to come here. To be honest, I don’t think there are any big prospects, but it’s just a little bit. We eat well and sleep soundly here. Anyway, you will know after working for a while.”

He didn’t mean it. There were so many people coming and going at home, and everyone said they slept very soundly here.

At Song Sancheng's age, he felt that sleeping well was the most important thing.

It was rare to say such sincere words at this moment, so that everyone didn't know how to answer it.

Chen Yuan laughed instead: "Uncle, you are too polite. In my current state, I have not thought about any prospects. I am satisfied with a good job."

 “Yes.” Everyone agreed in agreement.

 Actually, if they have to work in their current situation, the city can't find a way to arrange it. but…

how to say? Sometimes being far away from home is not necessarily a bad thing.

Especially, not all parents and relatives are like Chen Yuan’s parents, who are filled with the hurt of their children.

  Some of them left reluctantly because of their family members, and some of them dragged their luggage by themselves. They may only have a few hundred yuan left in total.

 (End of this chapter)