Since he had decided not to go to the cafeteria to get food, Wang Jianjun naturally meant it.
The next morning, he woke up and began to prepare after practicing.
Winter was not over yet, so he did not prepare hot dishes. Otherwise, they would become cold dishes at noon. It was better to make cold dishes directly.
On the first day, he brought his own food. He didn't prepare a big meal. There were only two home-cooked dishes, three shredded salad and stir-fried shredded potato. However, the portion was very sufficient. After all, he had promised his master and his workmates. If he made too little, how would others taste it?
Moreover, after his meticulous preparation, the taste was naturally indescribable. No matter who tried it, they would definitely give a thumbs up and praise it. It was definitely the craftsmanship of a chef.
As for the staple food, it was, of course, the hot steamed buns in the canteen. Although Wang Jianjun didn't go himself, he could ask his colleagues to do it for him.
After everything was packed, Wang Jianjun went to work with two large lunch boxes.
"Jianjun, you really brought food to work. I thought you were joking yesterday.”
Looking at the two heavy lunch boxes in Wang Jianjun's hands, the worker next to him asked in disbelief.
"Gang Zi, we've known each other for so long. When have you ever seen me go back on my word?”
"That's true. But you're too efficient. You just made a decision yesterday and you're already taking action today. What good food do you have? Can I have a taste first?"
While he was surprised, Yang Tiegang was also a little curious and wanted to try it quickly.
"Forget it. We're going to assign tasks soon. When noon comes, help me bring back two steamed buns and we'll eat them together. That's fine, right? Master, you're coming too. Don't worry, there's definitely enough.”
He arranged tasks for Yang Tiegang while inviting him. Of course, he couldn't forget his master, Zhao Jianshe.
"Alright, it's settled then. Come back for lunch. I'll try your cooking too and see if it's really as delicious as you say.”
"Don't worry, I won't disappoint you.”
"That better be the case. Otherwise, I won't agree to it. Alright, the mission list is here.”
"Yes, Master."
After the matter was settled, everyone began to work seriously. Wang Jianjun's efficiency was as high as ever. After quickly completing half of the task, he began to practice the Level 3 Polishing Technique.
In this regard, Zhao Jianshe and the surrounding workers were not surprised. They were used to it. Even if the workshop director Zhang saw it, he would not say anything. Instead, he would praise him for his hard work.
The morning passed quickly. When the bell rang, everyone put down their work, took their lunch boxes, and prepared to go to the cafeteria.
"Gang Zi, Master, I'll wait for you here.”
"Don't worry, Jianjun. I promise I'll be back soon. I can't wait to taste your cooking.”
"Then why are you still wasting time here? Hurry up and line up and save a seat for my master.”
"Yes, I'll go immediately."
As soon as he finished speaking, the kid rushed out of the workshop.
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Since Silly Zhu wanted to take revenge on Wang Jianjun, he couldn't just stop for a day. So today, like yesterday, he kept his eyes on the entrance of the cafeteria while he was eating.
He was just waiting for Wang Jianjun to appear so that he could have a taste of being beaten up.
Yesterday, not only did he not succeed, but he was also ridiculed by Wang Jianjun. However, he did not believe that Wang Jianjun could still eat steamed buns every day.
Unfortunately, Silly Zhu's wish was destined to fail. Forget about today, it was impossible for him to see Wang Jianjun in the canteen in the future.
In the end, he waited and waited until Wang Jianjun's master had finished his meal and left. Silly Zhu still didn't see him. This was strange. Could it be that Wang Jianjun didn't even eat because he didn't want to give him a chance to eat?
Just as Silly Zhu was feeling puzzled, he saw Qin Huairu standing in front of him with a lunchbox.
"Sister Qin, why didn't I see Wang Jianjun come over for dinner today?”
Thinking that Qin Huairu and Wang Jianjun worked in the same workshop, he might know something. Therefore, Silly Zhu was not in a hurry to get the food and quickly asked.
"Silly Zhu, you won't have the chance today. Wang Jianjun brought his own vegetables from home, so he won't be coming back.”
Of course, Qin Huairu knew what Silly Zhu wanted to do. She also wanted to see Wang Jianjun suffer, but unfortunately, he didn't give her the chance.
When she went to work today, she naturally saw the lunch box that Wang Jianjun brought, so she directly told Silly Zhu not to wait.
"Is there something wrong with Wang Jianjun's brain? He didn't eat the hot dishes and brought them from home. It's so cold. Can the dishes be eaten after being left for so long? You can't bite off a piece of ice."
Hearing Silly Zhu's self-contradictory words, Qin Huairu rolled his eyes. It's all because you want to target others. They have no choice. Otherwise, they won't be able to eat their fill every day.
"Alright, stop making sarcastic remarks. Hurry up and get me some vegetables. One serving of shredded potatoes and two cornbread. Remember to get more.”
"Alright, Sister Qin, take it. This steamed bun is a personal gift from me. How can you eat cornbread every day?”
"Then thank you, Silly Zhu. You still know how to care for your sister and know that her days are not good.”
"Hey, look at you. Why are you saying this? Remember to wait for me at the entrance of the courtyard in the evening. There will be a reception in the factory today, so there will definitely be a lot of good dishes left.”
"Okay, I got it. Thank you, Silly Zhu. I'll go eat first.”
"Okay, go ahead."
Looking at Qin Huairu's back, Silly Zhu felt that he could not get enough of her. She was really rare.
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As for Wang Jianjun, he opened the lunchbox when his master and Wang Tiegang returned.
"Come, Master, Gangzi, try it first and see if it's delicious. It's too cold, so I didn't prepare any hot dishes.”
As soon as Wang Jianjun finished speaking, Yang Tiegang's chopsticks had already reached over. He picked up a piece and put it into his mouth to taste it. His master, Zhao Jianshe, did the same.
"How does it taste? Master, Gang Zi."
Wang Jianjun didn't forget to ask them how they felt while eating.
"Hiss, Jianjun, master takes back what he said yesterday. How can you cook? With the taste of your dishes, ordinary chefs can't even cook them. When did you learn this skill?”
"Yes, Jianjun. Although they are all home-cooked dishes, the taste of your food is better than that of ordinary state-owned restaurants.”
His master Zhao Jianshe had just praised him, and Yang Tiegang followed up with a few words of praise. This made Wang Jianjun feel a little embarrassed.
"Master, Gangzi, it's fine as long as you think it's delicious. Is there a need for such craftsmanship? "I didn't learn it specifically. I just like to study it when I cook. After a while, my skills slowly improved.”
"Master likes your passion for research. It's like this when you learn to be a fitter. I didn't expect you to be the same when you cook. To be honest, I used to think that you had a talent for being a fitter. Now it seems that this is the result of your serious research.”
Wang Jianjun didn't expect his master to be so good at making connections. He could connect these two unrelated matters.
However, this was also good. It saved him the trouble of wasting his breath explaining. Moreover, if others asked in the future, he would have a legitimate excuse.
"Jianjun, can I ask you for a favor?”
"Say it, Gang Zi. With our relationship, if there's anything you want to say, just say it. There's no need to be so shy.”
"Alright, I'll be straightforward. Can I have lunch with you in the future? Don't worry, I'll pay for the dishes.”
Looking at Yang Tiegang's embarrassed look, Wang Jianjun thought it was something important. It was part of his plan to let more people taste his cooking. Otherwise, if he ate it every day, how would others know that his cooking was good? It was not good for publicity.
"That's it? Alright, I agree. As for the money for the vegetables, you can just give me one or two yuan.”
Although Yang Tiegang was only a first-class fitter, he was the same as Wang Jianjun. His parents were dead and he had not married yet, so he did not lack money at all.
However, he still had to accept it. Otherwise, even if he was willing, Yang Tiegang would not agree to it. One or two meals was considered a treat between friends. However, if he ate it every day, it would be a different matter.
"Jianjun, why don't you add Master in like today? To be honest, the taste of your dishes is much better than the big pot of rice.”
"No problem, Master.”
After the matter was settled, the three of them quickly finished their lunch and continued working in the afternoon.
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For the next few days, Wang Jianjun and the others did the same thing every day, making Silly Zhu dumbfounded.
We can't play like this! You guys do this every day, how am I supposed to take revenge?
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