The Cafeteria
On the 23rd of the first month.
The weather was clear.
As usual, Silly Zhuzi was carrying a net bag with two aluminum lunch boxes in it.
There was nothing in the lunchbox. It was completely empty.
Donald saw all of this.
Actually, in his previous life, he had felt that it was very strange when he watched television dramas.
This was because when he was young, he had heard the elders, such as his grandfather, talk about their youth.
Forget about taking leftovers from the cafeteria.
Even stealing some feces from public toilets was considered stealing feces from the government.
After all, they were all collective or state-owned property.
This silly Zhu Zi swaggered around and brought two lunch boxes of vegetables home every day.
Nothing happened.
It seemed that he was indeed a tyrant in the cafeteria.
Silly Zhu Zi went to the kitchen and put down the net bag in his hand. He took out his porcelain cup and grabbed a handful of tea leaves.
"Mahua Er, brew the tea for me.”
Ma Hua carried a thermos bottle and ran towards Silly Zhu.
"Master, this water has just been boiled. It's still hot.”
"It's only good to make tea with boiling water.”
Silly Zhu waited for two minutes before opening the lid of the porcelain cup. She blew two breaths into the cup and blew the tea leaves to the side.
"Hiss, ha!" It was a typical Chinese joke.
It was obvious that he was enjoying this leisurely time.
"Twisted twist, cut the radish and cabbage.
Chefs should do the work of chefs. The work of sweeping the floor, washing dishes, kneading dough cakes, and taking out the garbage should be given to them.”
"Alright, Master Strangle."
Ma Hua was a hardworking kid.
Because he was still an intern, he did all kinds of dirty and tiring chores.
In order to learn cooking skills, he respected every chef, especially Silly Pillar.
If he could learn three or five dishes, he would be able to pass the assessment and become a full-time worker. A Level 8 chef would earn 25 yuan a month.
This way, he could earn an extra 7 yuan a month.
He could buy 70 catties of rice.
It was enough to feed his three sisters for a month.
Although Silly Zhu was usually dominated by Widow Qin in the Siheyuan, he was still a fool.
In fact, this person was purely a boorish man who was not stingy.
In the factory canteen, so far, no one had been able to take advantage of him verbally or physically.
If you really wanted to take advantage of him, with his boorish personality, he would have directly attacked you.
He was quite strong.
No matter what, he was still the wild war god of the Siheyuan.
Most people would give in to such a person who liked to be physical and not reasonable.
Ma Hua was very respectful to Silly Zhu. He would usually take the initiative to run errands and help out.
But when it came to cooking, he would chase Ma Hua away.
In the end, it was the ancient feudal ideology of teaching disciples to starve their masters to death.
When cooking, Silly Zhu would not chase anyone away.
There was no technical content in using a big shovel to stir-fry vegetables. As long as one had enough strength and turned them evenly, it would be fine.
"I'll have a sour and spicy cabbage and a radish boiled tofu for lunch today.
Speaking of which, the factory manager was really stingy. Couldn't he cut some meat?
After all, it was a large factory with tens of thousands of people. It was too stingy.”
Silly Zhu was still very optimistic about Ma Hua, mainly because this kid was really a lackey.
So today, he planned to let Ma Hua cook this big pot of food.
"Don't say that I didn't give you a chance. Today, I'll let you cook these two big pots of dishes.
Anyway, you have seen it many times. I won't teach you what to do, but if you do something wrong, I will definitely scold you.
Do you dare to make a move?"
Ma Hua had been in the canteen for almost eight months.
He had always been doing odd jobs or side dishes.
He had never touched this big shovel for cooking before.
Today, he finally had this opportunity. Naturally, he would not give up.
Was he worried?
There was definitely a little.
However, in the past eight months, he had seen Silly Zhu stir-fry a big pot of vegetables hundreds of times.
He remembered every step clearly.
" I'm confident, Master!" Ma Hua said excitedly.
"It's good that you have confidence. Here's a shovel for you.”
The big shovel used to stir-fry big pot vegetables had a shorter handle compared to other shovels.
At this moment, Ma Hua was like a new recruit who had just completed basic training and received his own 56.5.
Even though it was just a shovel, he couldn't put it down.
Because this meant that he was not far from becoming a full-time employee.
"The first step is to heat the oil in the pot. When the oil doesn't smoke at all, you can put the vegetable stems and chili in first.”
Ma Hua was muttering.
He strictly followed the operation that he had seen hundreds of times before, step by step.
"Stir-fry until it's half-cooked. Then, put the leaves on top and add salt at the same time to stir-fry the water in the vegetables.
During this process, he had to keep stir-frying. Yes, that should be the case.”
He had to repeat every step he took, afraid that he would make a mistake, so he was very careful.
"Cover the pot and let it simmer for three minutes. Before you take it out of the pot, pour more vinegar and continue to stir-fry it for a round to retain the sourness of the vinegar.”
Silly Zhu watched from the side.
He didn't have any thoughts.
He didn't know if his little disciple's cooking order was right or wrong.
He didn't know how to cook this dish.
He no longer had this concept.
However, he still didn't care much about it.
It was just a big pot of dishes.
Liu Lan's status in the canteen was second only to the canteen director, the chef, Silly Zhu.
This woman had a family. She had a son and a daughter at home, and her husband was unemployed.
There were also two pairs of old men on it.
Her days were hard because she was the only one earning money.
The deputy director and director of the factory, Old Li.
Ever since he found out about her, he had been looking for an opportunity.
Finally, he saw her bring home leftovers from the cafeteria.
He used this as a threat to make Liu Lan his mistress.
Of course, it was not for nothing. He had to give Liu Lan 10 yuan and some food stamps every month.
He also turned a blind eye to bringing leftovers from the canteen.
Sometimes, he would deliberately ask He Yuzhu to cook a few more dishes, including meat dishes.
It was so that Liu Lan could take the leftovers home.
It was unknown what kind of feelings Liu Lan had for Chief Physician Li.
Even though the first time they did it was considered half forced, without him, the family's life would have been very difficult.
Her husband had also heard some rumors, but he had never responded to them. It was as if he had tacitly agreed to it. After all, he had no job and could not earn money.
They could only be used as ears.
Happy people were equally happy, and unlucky people had all kinds of misfortune.
But what could he do? He could only find joy in suffering.
He thought to himself that all of this was for the child.
Regardless of whether this reason could convince others, it could convince himself.
Liu Lan suddenly came to the kitchen.
"Zhu Zi, Director Li wants you to cook a few dishes. Send them to the private room later. A few leaders from the brother factories will be coming today. You have to perform well.
The ingredients will be sent over immediately."
"Alright, is there meat today?"
"Chicken, duck, fish, and meat!"
"That's high enough."
"That's right. It's the leaders of the first and second rolling mill, not the leaders of the branch factories below.”
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