Ma Hua and Fatty followed closely behind Chief Wang.
Chief Wang might have a round figure, but his two fat legs made his overalls look three-dimensional.
However, when he walked, his footsteps were like the wind.
Ma Hua could keep up with Chief Wang's pace, but it was difficult for Fatty. He did not know what kind of family conditions Fatty's family had to be so rich at this time.
Ma Hua originally thought that Fatty's waistline had only grown after entering the canteen, but now it seemed that it was not the case at all.
Fatty panted heavily. From time to time, he would jog for a while. After catching up, he would slowly walk a few steps. When he couldn't keep up, he would continue to jog. This repeated!
Chief Wang also turned around to look at Fatty's embarrassed state. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He originally thought that the fat man was like him, but now it seemed that this young man's physical strength was not very good.
"How can we keep up if we can't keep up physically?”
Chief Wang sighed in his heart.
"Stamina is so important!"
Chief Wang continued to mumble in his heart.
His originally puffed out chest became even more upright.
Chief Wang looked at Hua Ma, who was still in a good mood, and nodded to himself.
"This young man can do it!"
Chief Wang thought.
Ma Hua was carefully observing his surroundings and found that there were very few tall trees along the way.
Ma Hua knew that this was designed to prevent some thugs with ulterior motives from destroying the rolling mill.
It was similar to the design of the ancient imperial palace.
After walking for a few minutes, Ma Hua saw the sign of the canteen of the rolling mill from afar. It was made of stone and wood, and the red paint on the wood had become mottled.
Chief Wang took the lead and walked toward the cafeteria.
Fatty quickly lifted the stained white curtain for Chief Wang. Ma Hua was a little speechless.
"This is really curly!"
Ma Hua shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Looking at Fatty's flattering fat face, he sighed,"
"As expected, Fatty is still the same Fatty. He hasn't changed at all!”
"No wonder she was always fighting with the original in the original novel!”
Ma Hua ignored him and followed Chief Wang in.
At this moment, Fatty's expression turned ugly, but he quickly smiled and followed him in.
He looked up and saw that the canteen was very clean. There was a tea bowl in the middle of every table.
There was a banner on the beam beside him, and it read in white:
"Wasting and stealing are huge crimes!”
On the left, there was a woman dragging the ground.
Seeing Chief Wang, the staff member hurriedly greeted him,
"Director, are you here to look for Class Monitor He? He's inside. Shall I go in and call him?”
"No need. You do your thing. I'll just go in!”
Chief Wang waved at her.
"Then, Director, you can go in yourself. I still have some work to do!”
As he spoke, he began to mop the ground even more vigorously than before.
Seeing this, Ma Hua was filled with emotion.”
Then, Ma Hua and Fatty followed Director Wang into the kitchen.
The first thing Ma Hua saw was a middle-aged man with drooping eye bags.
He was sitting on his exclusive seat like a Buddha statue, holding a pot of tea in his hand, blowing and drinking. From time to time, he would shake his head and smash his mouth for a long time.
This was exactly the same as Silly Pillar's attitude a few years later.
How could Ma Hua not guess the identity of this man?!
Wasn't this Silly Zhu's father, the class monitor of the canteen, He Daqing, who had the Tan family's dishes that were passed down in the family!
Right now, he had not gone to protect the city with the White Widow. He was still the smart and capable class monitor of the canteen in the eyes of others.
"Hey, isn't this Chief Wang? Why, are you here to check on your work today?”
Seeing Chief Wang, He Daqing quickly stood up and greeted him. He teased him in a slightly intimate manner. He did not have the arrogance of his son, Silly Zhu, at all.
"Old He, aren't you teasing me? With you, Chef He, around, what else do I have to worry about?!”
Chief Wang didn't mind He Daqing's teasing. Instead, he was happy to see it happen. After all, a capable chef was the guarantee for him to do his job well.
"I sent you two apprentices today. Didn't you guys keep complaining that you don't have enough manpower? Today, I'm here to solve your problem!”
Chief Wang directly stated his intention and did not beat around the bush.
"These two apprentices will be learning from you for two months.
"Isn't there a factory skill level assessment in two months? If you have talent and you like it, you can keep one to teach him the stir-frying skills."
I have to send the rest to Old Li. He doesn't have enough people at Big Pot either!”
"Alright, my good director! You're really timely. It can be said that whatever you want comes!”
He Daqing said nicely as if he didn't want money.
"Don't worry, as long as their talent and character are similar, I'll pass on my true skills to them. I won't even keep my signature Tan family dishes!”
He Daqing guaranteed.
Anyone could say something nice, and Chief Wang did not mind. After all, He Daqing had told him this a few times.
However, Chief Wang still turned to Hua Ma and Fatty and said,"
"The two of you should learn from Master He. His culinary skills are famous in the entire capital, especially the Tan family's dishes. If you can learn a few tricks, you'll benefit greatly!”
Ma Hua was indifferent to this flatbread.
"If I hadn't read the original work, I might have believed it.”
In the original novel, Ma Hua was loyal to Silly Zhu and listened to him.
However, he didn't learn any skills at all. He couldn't turn around and was still receiving an apprentice's salary.
He Daqing and his son had always followed the ancient way of inheritance: It is passed on to men and not to women, and it is passed on to the inside and not to the outside.
Ma Hua was an outsider, so how could he possibly get his hands on the family's craftsmanship?
Ma Hua didn't covet the He family's craftsmanship. He had a cheat anyway, so he didn't need to curry favor with them.
Of course, although Ma Hua didn't care, Fatty obviously took it seriously.
Fatty's small eyes revealed a different kind of expression. The flattery on his fat face was not restrained at all as he looked at He Daqing with a fervent expression.
He Daqing remained calm. After all, he had seen too many people like this.
Chief Wang felt that he had explained everything clearly, so he did not stay any longer. He left after giving a few instructions.
After Chief Wang left, He Daqing returned to his personal seat. He picked up the cup of tea that was no longer hot on the table and took a sip. He shook his head, obviously not satisfied.
He put down his teacup and looked at Ma Hua and Fatty quietly.
Ma Hua knew what He Daqing was waiting for. He was just setting the rules for the two newcomers!
The other people in the kitchen clearly knew what was going on.
Ma Hua feigned ignorance and stood still.
Fatty was much more lively. He quickly picked up He Daqing's teacup and found a kettle to heat it up. Then, he respectfully handed it over with both hands and invited He Daqing to try the tea.
He Daqing took the teacup with a serious expression. He blew at the tea floating on the surface of the water and took a sip.
Then, he held the teacup and nodded at Fatty in satisfaction.
"You brat, not bad. You have a future.”
When Fatty heard this, he was ecstatic. He quickly climbed up the pole and called He Daqing,
"Master!"
He Daqing waved his hand." What master? It's a new society now, but you can call me that if you want to!”
After saying this, He Daqing turned to Ma Hua and said,"
"That…Little Ma, right? Go and help cut the cabbage!"
Then, he quickly added,
"I asked you to cut the cabbage for your own good. This…this cutting of vegetables can train your knife skills for a chef.”
Ma Hua didn't say anything more and turned around to walk towards the cabbage pile.
After all, he had just started cooking, so he could still improve his basic skills.
Ma Hua began to cut the cabbage, ignoring Fatty's superior gaze.
Looking around, he found Silly Zhu's figure. That kid was frying a big pot of food on the stove next to He Daqing. His face was full of impatience.
Seeing this, He Daqing knocked on the tea pot with force. Silly Zhu instantly became obedient and began to shake the pot with all his might.
Just like that, Ma Hua's first day in the kitchen passed like this, and he basically got to know everyone.
The sun rose in the east and set in the west. Time passed. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the broadcast in the factory played a red song. It was time to get off work.
Ma Hua followed the crowd out of the factory gate and walked in the direction of home. Along the way, people came and went, shoulder to shoulder.
Those who were on good terms with each other walked together, accompanied by chattering discussions.
Ma Hua quickened his pace.
The light of the setting sun shone on his body, and his entire body seemed to be emitting light.
His eyes were filled with hope!
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