The afternoon rehearsal ended very quickly.
After all, there was not much time for the lunch break. In order to not make any mistakes in the afternoon, the workers had to rest after the rehearsal.
Fortunately, the rehearsal was not intense. At the beginning, everything was focused on familiarizing themselves with the lines and lyrics.
In the afternoon, those who had nothing to do would stay in the publicity department to practice.
Lin Yi gathered the few people in the publicity department who knew how to play musical instruments together, as well as the few uncles in the courtyard who knew how to play the Beijing string erhu. They were the main force of this program.
Whether it was the song or the accompaniment music for the play, they had to do it.
At the same time, Lin Yi had to worry about the setting of the play.
In short, he was busy!
They were busy until three o'clock in the afternoon when the afternoon rehearsal officially began.
The white-haired girl's actors rehearsed their lines in the small rehearsal room, scene by scene.
The members of the Choir were the audience.
After every rehearsal, everyone's eyes were red. Xu Damao, who played Huang Shiren, and the worker who played Mu Renzhi shrank their necks to minimize their presence.
Really, they were all afraid. They were afraid that their colleagues, who were so angry that their eyes turned red, would smash their heads with chairs.
During the intermission of the drama troupe.
The chorus started practicing.
We workers have the power and the soul of an army.
Three hours passed quickly.
Under Lin Yi's full charm, everyone's progress was very fast, making Lin Yi feel really gratified.
As expected of a product of the system, the effect was indeed strong.
At around
six o'clock, the rehearsal was over. The workers led the team to the canteen.
Because Lin Yi had applied for buoyancy from the factory manager, all the people who participated in the performance were given dinner by the factory. Each person could even take two steamed buns away.
This was also one of the main reasons why the workers were so enthusiastic about rehearsing.
Working in the workshop, they worked themselves to death and didn't even care about their meals. Rehearsing for a show didn't take much effort, and they even cared about their meals. Why shouldn't they work hard and be serious?
Lin Yi had made an appointment with the factory manager to prepare a table of dishes in the afternoon.
These old gluttons had been waiting for the entire afternoon. They would not let Lin Yi off, so they went to the private room in the kitchen early to sit.
"Lin Yi, you're here!"
He Yuzhu was still dressed like he was in the afternoon. He was wearing a white coat and a white apron. He was holding a teacup in his hand, which was filled with strong tea.
Seeing that Lin Yi had arrived, he happily greeted him.
"I'm here. Sigh, I've been busy all afternoon and still have to cook for the director and the others.”
Lin Yi took the apron that Ma handed over and casually wrapped it.
"Hehe, who asked you to cook so well? Make more. I'll bring it over to Rainwater.”
He Yuzhu laughed slyly.
"Are the ingredients ready?"”
"Yes, it's already prepared. I don't even need to prepare it. Our canteen director, Old Zhao, has already prepared it for you. He even told me to get it done quickly if you want anything.”
As he spoke, He Yuzhu pursed his lips. He looked down on lackeys like Old Zhao. His cooking skills were not very good. Other than being good at flattering, he did not know anything else. In the kitchen, if you could not even cook well, how could you make others respect you?
Therefore, in the kitchen, it was usually He Yuzhu's call. If the canteen director said something that did not suit He Yuzhu's feelings, He Yuzhu would scold him back. The canteen director did not even dare to fart.
Because of the absence of He Yuzhu, the canteen exploded.
Not to mention that they would not be able to eat, at the very least, the quality of the dishes would definitely be much lower than before.
It was fine for the workers to make do with the food, but the factory leaders would entertain the leaders of their sister units from time to time. If the food was not delicious, it would be embarrassing for the leaders.
Once the leader lost face, he would not be able to continue being the canteen director.
For the sake of his job, the canteen director had to endure even if he was scolded.
If there was a chef who could replace He Yuzhu, Director Zhao would have kicked him out long ago.
Lin Yi glanced at the things on the stage.
There were chicken, duck, fish, and all kinds of seasonings, sauces, and side dishes.
Alright, let's start.
"Brother Zhu Zi, do you think we should let the director and the others try the new dish?”
Lin Yi asked He Yuzhu as he rolled up his sleeves.
He Yuzhu raised an eyebrow.
"Do you mean northeastern?"
"Yeah, it's a northeast stew, potato and pork stewed with vermicelli.”
"Sure, then come. I'll see how you do it. I can learn from you.”
He Yuzhu didn't know much about northeastern cuisine. He was also good at the Tan family's cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, and Shandong cuisine. He also knew how to make a few dishes from other places.
"Brother Zhuzi, you're the boss of more than ten factories in the area, and you still want to learn from me?”
Lin Yi teased.
"Of course, we'll talk about it.”
He Yuzhu then looked at Ma Hua."Ma Hua, pay attention and learn from your Uncle Master."”
"Sigh, Master, don't worry. I'll definitely learn well from Uncle-Master.”
Ma Hua said with a smile.
"Ma Hua, peel three potatoes.”
"Alright!"
[Hua Ma Happy 20]
When Hua Ma heard that Lin Yi had given him a chance to live, he immediately knew that Lin Yi was going to teach him a lesson, so he hurriedly made his move.
The potatoes had been washed clean, but they had not been peeled yet.
At this time, there was no peeler. One way was to use a knife to peel the skin. The other way was to use a bottle cap or an iron spoon to scrape off the potato skin.
Ma Hua found a small knife, the kind that had teeth, and started to peel the potatoes.
One potato after another. Looking at his practiced movements and speed, he had worked in the kitchen for many years.
While Ma Hua was peeling the potatoes, Lin Yi cut the peeled onions into green onions.
Then, he took the prepared pork belly and cut it into thin slices.
Cutting meat was a very important thing.
He had to follow the texture of the pork and cut it evenly. The size was moderate, and the movements were smooth and silky.
This kind of cutting skill, without cutting a chopping board for a few years, it was impossible to make it.
He Yuzhu once again praised Lin Yi's knife skills. This was raw meat, not the pork belly that was half-cooked at noon.
To be able to cut raw meat like this, this knife skill was worthy of praise.
After cutting the meat, Lin Yi took the peeled and washed potatoes over, and the kitchen knife shook.
Shua Shua Shua Shua, Duo Duo!
Soon, a potato was cut into potato slices of uniform thickness.
He heated the oil in the pot. After the oil temperature in the pot rose, Lin Yi poured the sliced meat into it.
Soon, the fragrance of the pork spread out from the pot until both sides of the pork were fried until they were brown. Lin Yi sprinkled the chopped green onions in and made a small handful of chili peppers at the same time!
Because there was a little too much pork, he stir-fried it a little more. Seeing that the meat was almost the same color, Lin Yi scooped a spoonful of bean paste into it.
The aroma of the black bean sauce and the sauce, along with the aroma of the pork, produced a wonderful chemical reaction, causing the kitchen to soon be filled with the sound of swallowing saliva.
Looking over, it was Ma Hua and Liu Lan.
He Yuzhu glared at Ma Hua. You brat, you've really embarrassed your master. Isn't it just the smell of meat? You don't smell it in the kitchen!
Seeing that the stir-fry was almost done, Lin Yi added water and poured the sliced potatoes in.
Then, he poured in the soy sauce and stir-fried it.
After the soup in the pot boiled, he put the washed wide vermicelli into the pot.
Cover the pot!
Then, he added some salt to season the pork and potato stewed vermicelli.
He Yuzhu gave Lin Yi a thumbs up as he watched Lin Yi finish the dish in no time.
"Lin Yi, tell me honestly. Did you find a hermit expert in the past month? Otherwise, how could your culinary skills improve so quickly?”
Lin Yi smiled.
"Of course. The expert is so tall, hundreds of meters tall.”
He Yuzhu's eyes lit up as he asked curiously.
"He's really looking for Master! What's your name?"
"My master's surname is Mei.”
He Yuzhu raised his eyebrows and thought about Chef Mei.
"Could it be the master of the Mei Family Restaurant? No way, the Mei family didn't have any northeastern or Sichuan dishes! What's your name?"
"My surname is Mei, and my name is Zhe Ren."
"Mei Zheren?"
He Yuzhu's face was full of doubt as he muttered for a long time.
"F * ck! There was no such person! Lin Yi, you're so bad!"
"Haha, no wonder you call me Silly Zhu. It took you a long time to react.”
…
(To be continued)
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