The ingredients were quickly cleaned. Yang Yi laid a piece of paper on the chopping board. A knife flashed. Under Yang Yi's precise control, the kitchen knife quickly cut the potatoes. After cutting a few potatoes, Yang Yi took out the paper and gave it to Manager Yang.
Manager Yang took a look at the slightly damp paper. There was not even a knife mark on it.
He showed the paper to the others and gave them a thumbs up." Xiao Yang, I have confidence in you now. With your knife skills, not to mention Silly Zhu, you can't even find a few in Beijing. With such knife skills, his culinary skills should not be bad either.”
After seeing the white paper, everyone praised it. Many chefs with good skills could cut vegetables with white paper on the chopping board, but no one had ever seen how fast and accurate they could cut vegetables on an uneven chopping board.
The other ingredients were not cut by the helper either. The cutting skills of the ingredients had a great impact on the dishes. If the thickness was uneven, some might be tender, some might be old, some might be cooked, and some might be raw.
Under the light of the fire, even though it was a big pot of cooking, Yang Yi could easily flip the pot. In a short while, eight dishes and a soup were completed in Yang Yi's hands.
"Chief Physician Yang is really strong!"
Everyone swallowed their saliva." Hurry up and bring the dishes in.”
"I'll do it."
"I'll serve the dishes."
"Me too."
The leaders no longer had their usual calm image. They all carried the dishes to the small private room.
The round table had already been set up, and a box of Maotai was piled up at the foot of the wall.
Everyone was busy and did not let the employees participate, afraid that they would steal the food.
When everyone sat down, Yang Yi introduced today's dishes." This is Sour and Spicy Shredded Potato, Mapo Tofu, Hairy Blood Curd, Dongpo Pig Knuckle, Yuxiang Shredded Pork, Mashed Garlic White Pork, Sauerkraut Fish, and Braised Fish.”
Yang Yi brought over a few bowls of clear soup with a few yellow flowers in the middle. Factory Manager Yang asked excitedly,"Is this the legendary dish?"
"The last dish is boiled cabbage. It can barely be considered a soup. Now, there are eight dishes and one soup.”Boiled Cabbage was a classic of Sichuan Cuisine. Naturally, it was impossible to make it so quickly. It was mainly done by relying on space and technology.
"The time is short, and the taste is a little bad. It's barely edible ~" Yang Yiqian said.
The factory manager picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the shredded pork with garlic sauce. As soon as it entered his mouth, the taste was similar to that of many dishes he had eaten before. He felt that the dishes made by Silly Zhu could only be considered ordinary dishes now. Yang Yi's cooking skills were ranked among the best in the city. He could not help but have some thoughts.
Everyone picked up their chopsticks and the dishes on the table decreased. They only opened two bottles of wine to drink when they were half full.
Deputy Factory Manager Liu said," Only Yang's dishes are barely worthy of today's dishes. How can we eat the dishes from Silly Bamboo in the future?”
Manager Yang nodded. Most of them had a lot of social gatherings and had eaten countless dishes. Only Yang Yi's cooking today was the best.
Everyone chatted as they ate. Yang Yi would occasionally interject, and sometimes, he would make witty remarks. Originally, everyone thought that he was just a young man with a high position. Now, they felt that he had lived in vain. He was simply like an old fox who was running an official career.
Everyone at the table vaguely mentioned what he had mentioned to the factory manager in the morning. Yang Yi let it go. It was unwise to offend most of the leadership of the rolling mill for a small matter.
At most, they would just settle the score.
The meal lasted for two hours. They were full of wine and food, and everyone drank until they were staggering. Less than ten people drank half of a box of Maotai.
This box of wine was different from modern times. In the 1960s, there were 30 bottles in a box to adapt to international practices.
Everyone split the remaining wine and stuffed it into their coats. This was also a tradition, so they left two bottles for Yang Yi.
Yang Yi had learned from him. It would be a waste not to take it. He did not want to be that white crow.
After returning to the office, sleepiness gradually rose. He closed the door and went straight to the bedroom to sleep.
After waking up and washing up, Yang Yi did not feel dizzy at all. After all, it was pure grain and good wine. It did not go to his head at all. In the afternoon, he had been forced to drink a lot of wine by a table of people, but now he did not feel dizzy at all.
Seeing that it was almost four o'clock, she tidied up the table and closed the door before getting off work.
The rolling mill had an eight-hour system. The workers worked four hours in the morning, rested for one to two hours at noon according to the season, and got off work at six in the afternoon.
Naturally, the management was not like this. Everyone was so busy that they sometimes had to go out for business and socialize. Sometimes, they had to 'work overtime' in the afternoon.
Yang Yi felt a chill on his face when he walked out of the door. He looked up and saw that it was snowing again. He returned to the office and came out again. He was wearing a long woolen windbreaker.
The winter in the capital was exceptionally cold. When they arrived at the entrance of the courtyard house, Yang Yi thought for a moment. Seeing that there was no one around, he took out a big bag of things from his space.
When they arrived at the door, the door god Yan Fugui had not finished his class yet. When they arrived at the middle court, the others stood under the eaves and looked at Yang Yi enviously.
At noon, some of the rolling mill workers returned home and relayed the news of Yang Yi's resume to everyone.
Everyone could only be envious. Yang Yi had never interacted much with them, so he only nodded slightly as a greeting. "Hmph, he didn't even greet his elders when he saw them. He doesn't have any manners at all. He didn't even give our family a few cotton coats. Why can't the heavens open their eyes and let him wake up? This damned thing ~~"
When they were about to reach the backyard, Yang Yi listened to Jia Zhang-shi's curses and ignored them.
After Yang Yi disappeared through the door, Jia Zhang-shi cursed even more loudly. Not long after, a tile on the roof fell off, and red blood slowly flowed down from her forehead.
Everyone in the middle court was crying out for retribution. The Jia family had almost no connections in the middle court except for Yi Zhonghai.
Yang Yi thought to himself, Ignoring you, you're asking for an inch and you're asking for an inch. I can't spoil you.
He had directly used a small trick to make Jia Zhangshi bleed.
After entering the backyard, Yang Yi saw Tang Gu standing at the door and looking into the distance.
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