Siheyuan: starting from the registration of the fourth-level chef

"Don't make the fire so big, the vermicelli will be stuck to the bottom of the pot by then, and it will turn black!"

Zhao Jianguo strolled in the kitchen, while improving the quality of the seasoning on the table, while guiding the cooks to cook.

He found that these cooks obviously have that skill, but they seem to be unwilling to do a good job of frying.

A person next to the cook explained: "Hey, Director Zhao, Lao Zou hasn't changed his mind yet."

"In the past, although the dish that Deputy Director Qin made was prettier than yours, it was actually a rotten vegetable leaf. Even if we cook it well, it will be fine."

"But now that you're here, it's fine. Let's change it, right away."

The man called Lao Zou was 1.7 meters tall and nearly 1.8 meters tall, and he was a very simple and honest man.

At this time, Old Zou's face was flushed red: "Director Zhao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll change it right away, please don't drive me out of the cafeteria."

Water flows to lower place, man goes to higher position.

In the past, when Deputy Director Qin was in charge of a cafeteria, no one could see hope.

Now that Zhao Jianguo is taking over, these people are not fools, how could they not see the situation clearly.

Zhao Jianguo didn't bother with them, just smiled and waved his hands: "Why are you driving out?"

"It's enough to cook well in the future. Sooner or later, I will make our canteen better than places like Yuhuatai."

"Give me a good job."

After a few 10 minutes, a pot of stewed pork noodles came out of the pot, and the aroma filled the whole kitchen in an instant.

"Director Zhao, let's serve the food."

......

In the afternoon, well-fed workers walked out of a cafeteria in an endless stream.

"Today's dish is absolutely amazing! It's the first time I've eaten such a delicious stewed vermicelli in my life."

"Not only does it taste good, look at the meat! I put a bowl of vegetables, and the meat alone costs about ten yuan!"

"It's better to be Director Zhao. Now that I think of the old man surnamed Qin, I feel uncomfortable. What the hell!"

"Have you heard, it's the group of people who were transferred to our warehouse. They don't deal with Director Zhao, especially that silly Zhu."

"Hey, are you not dealing with Director Zhao? Brothers, do you want to do some activities after dinner?"

"Then we must do some activities. Director Zhao is kind to us, so we have to repay Director Zhao."

The people who spoke were warehouse workers, and MCA still didn't greet them as Xiao Liu said, but now they spontaneously want to express their anger for Zhao Jianguo.

As for the silly Zhu they said, he was sitting at the door of the warehouse in a daze.

The blow in the cafeteria at noon today can be said to be quite big for Shazhu.

It is said that the new official takes office three fires, and Sha Zhu feels that Zhao Jianguo must have messed up the cafeteria just as he took office.

But when he happily walked to the cafeteria to watch a play, he was dumbfounded.

In the current cafeteria, not only are the dishes cooked well, but even the spirits of the cooks are different.

The cooks who used to be like dead fathers every day are now as happy as Chinese New Year.

If these blows to Shazhu are not fatal.

That Ma Hua's words undoubtedly stabbed Sha Zhu directly in the heart.

"These dishes are actually made by that little bastard?"

"Impossible, there is no reason for that."

Sha Zhu kept chanting, and there were two words written all over his face.

curious!

He really wanted to know what happened in Yicanteen that could change this group of people so much.

Silly Zhu is strange, but as for Qin Huairu and Xu Damao, they are regretful.

Qin Huairu stared at the ground with dull eyes, thinking that my old lady really believed in your evil.

Although they all ate the dishes from the same cafeteria, the dishes they ate were prepared separately!Compare it with other people's dishes!It's like heaven and earth!

Let’s take the amount of meat as an example. There are at least a dozen pieces of meat in those people’s bowls. It looks very appetizing and smells delicious.

But when it was their turn, there was not even a pig hair in that bowl of dishes, and there were pork stewed vermicelli, they didn't even have vermicelli!Basically Chinese cabbage!Still rotten Chinese cabbage!

Liu Haizhong kept sighing: "Da Mao, let's confess to Jianguo after get off work today?"

"It's really unbearable to live like this every day."

Xu Damao rolled his eyes, with a face full of tears: "This is all due to Shazhu and Yi Zhonghai!"

"Second uncle, you don't know, the cornbread I ate! It's no different from this billet!"

"It can kill a person!"

The first few young people from the courtyard came up.

"Da Mao, can we report him to Zhao Jianguo?"

"The steamed buns and vegetables I ate today are even more unpalatable than the ones I ate before!"

"It's still the same before. At least everyone was the same before. It's okay. Now everyone eats steamed buns and meat, and we only eat steamed buns and rotten cabbage."

"Comparing people to people, isn't that maddening!"

"That's right! Report him and Zhao Jianguo treat him differently!"

Xu Damao didn't even move his eyelids, his face was full of disdain, and his mouth was outputting like a machine gun.

"Discrimination?"

"What kind of dish is written on your meal ticket? It says that you must give you steamed buns?"

"I have inquired about this matter. The dishes in a canteen are all reformed by Zhao Jianguo on his own initiative, and the factory manager even praised him!"

"If we report it, we are asking for trouble!"

"When Grandpa begs you guys to leave your brains at home, don't be a moth, and report him next time we will really eat bricks."

Xu Damao and the others had a lively chat.

And when the group of people in the warehouse saw them resting, they looked at each other and smiled, and they swarmed over.

"Hey, how many of you are resting? Are you comfortable?"

"Come on! Let's loosen up the old ones! Press!"

......

"Director, that's the way it is."

"Now let's really hurry up, otherwise you will really be... that's all."

The deputy director looked bitter.

The director of the canteen slapped the table and kept yelling: "He, Zhao Jianguo, was transferred to the small canteen by me!"

"Is he dealing with me like this now?"

"This white-eyed wolf! I *his eighteen generations of ancestors!"

Chen Lai has been the director of the cafeteria for five years. At present, if there are no accidents in this life, he is basically waiting to retire smoothly.

But he never expected that Zhao Jianguo, whom he personally transferred, would one day threaten him.

Chen Lai didn't think there was anything wrong with framing Zhao Jianguo.

In his heart, this was to punish Zhao Jianguo with a small punishment.

Let Zhao Jianguo know, don't think it's a big deal to depend on Director Yang, Chen Lai is the master of this cafeteria!

Can...

Now this change really made Chen Lai feel angry.