Two days later, downstairs in Director Wang’s house,

The temporary stove had already been set up with the help of Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing.

Holding the menu, Zhou Bingkun stood next to Director Wang and said: "Uncle, look at this, can you replace this dish with plain chicken? It will be faster and the guests will not have to wait for a long time!"

"Cheng, Bingkun, it's up to you today!"

Looking at Zhou Bingkun, Director Wang's face was full of smiles,

With that said, Director Wang spoke to the distance: "Yuanchao, come over and toast your brother Bingkun!"

Waving his hand, Director Wang directly asked his son Wang Yuanchao to come over.

"Brother Bingkun! Thank you for today!"

Holding the wine glass, Wang Yuanchao's face was filled with joy.

"Why don't I call you uncle? What a big deal! Don't worry today, I will definitely give you some face!"

After downing less than two taels of wine in one sip, Zhou Bingkun laughed.

Just as Director Wang and Wang Yuanchao were preparing to welcome the guests, Zhou Bingkun turned around and said, "What are you two doing? Just staring at me like this?"

Looking at Zhou Bingkun dully, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Qianchao said in astonishment: "Are you talking about helping today by making a wedding banquet for Director Wang?"

"if not?"

Looking at the two people, Zhou Bingkun walked directly to the side and deboned a chicken with a very skillful technique.

Looking at Zhou Bingkun in shock, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Qianchao realized that he was not joking when he said he wanted to become a chef in the kitchen.

"Why are you still standing there? Help! Throw it in. I've already prepared the seasonings. Help!"

Looking at the two people who were still in a daze, Zhou Bingkun couldn't help but speak,

"Oh oh oh, here it comes!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing stepped forward quickly.

Originally, Zhou Bingkun could do the wedding banquet alone. After all, Director Wang’s family had many relatives and friends who could help. But in this case, Zhou Bingkun roped in Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing. After all, after the wedding banquet, the host’s family would give "Red seal",

There are also a lot of good materials that they can take back to improve their lives. Why not?

Picking up the kitchen knife, Zhou Bingkun started his own work directly.

As the kitchen knife continues to fly, the meat and vegetables prepared on the side are taking shape under the pad.

The guests who came over with curiosity could not help but froze in place under Zhou Bingkun's craftsmanship.

Because just from this knife skill, you can see that today's cooks are not simple.

The banquet begins, and when the delicious dishes are served one after another, the fragrance fills your nostrils.

After taking a bite of the chicken, the man sitting on the main seat couldn't help but smacked his lips and said: "Old Wang, where did you find the chef? He looks young, but his skills are simply amazing, even better than Mr. Li from the factory. !”

"Yes, Lao Wang, you are not very kind. We didn't enjoy this kind of hospitality when we went to the lumber factory!"

While people at the table were joking, Director Wang said with a smile: "Isn't this the person from our factory who came to our factory half a month ago? He is a disciple of Mr. Li. The old man himself said that the craftsmanship is better than the skill. !”

"Really? It's Li Bengu, the Beicai from your factory?"

Looking at Director Wang in surprise, one person couldn't help but say,

Because Mr. Li used to be a chef at Northern Cuisine and worked in a lumber factory after liberation.

Except for the people from Kyoto, the factory director personally stepped in. When the others came, they couldn't ask the old man to step in.

The reason is that the old man wants them to try real Northern cuisine.

Everyone who has eaten it once gives it a thumbs up. The taste is simply speechless.

"I said, Lao Wang, since you have Mr. Li in your factory, how about giving this guy to our textile factory?"

Looking at Director Wang, the man on the side immediately started beating Xiao Jiujiu,

"Hey, let me tell you, you are a person who wants to have a banquet and is so conceited. Can you give your people to our furniture factory?"

When the deputy director of the furniture factory nearby heard this, he immediately scolded him.

"You are not good people!"

Hearing this, Director Wang couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Inviting you to a wedding banquet, you actually want to pack up the cook and take it away.

The sky was getting dark, and Zhou Bingkun finally got to rest after a busy afternoon, sitting aside and drinking water.

Just after handling the guests, Director Wang came over with his son and daughter-in-law and said, "Thank you so much for today, Bingkun!"

"Hey, uncle, if you say something like this, it's a big deal, isn't it?"

With a smile on his face, Zhou Bingkun quickly put the tea cup aside.

"Well, this is a red envelope for you, we won't tell you how much it is, so I'm very happy!"

Director Wang put the red envelope directly into Zhou Bingkun's hand, with a smile on his face.

Because today’s wedding banquet really gave him a lot of face,

"If uncle says so, I won't shirk it!"

Putting the red envelope into his pocket, Zhou Bingkun smiled.

Standing aside, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Qianchao were surprised, because they couldn't believe it. They had always been serious in the factory, but now they were laughing like this?

After leaving Director Wang's house, Zhou Bingkun took out the red envelope.

There are two big black tens inside.

Twenty yuan, in these days when pork is only 78 cents, this is not light.

Taking out two five-dollar sheets from his pocket, Zhou Bingkun handed them to Sun Ganchao and Sun Guoqing beside him and said, "No objection?"

"Bingkun, how can this be done? We are all following you to help, so we can still get money!"

Seeing the money handed over by Zhou Bingkun, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao quickly waved their hands to refuse.

"Yes, Bingkun, we have already taken a lot of things, we really can't ask for any more!"

Holding the "leftover materials" in their hands, the two of them spoke one after another,

It's said to be leftovers, but it's actually the leftovers from Zhou Bingkun's cooking.

But in an era when supplies are scarce, these are all good things. Getting them back is just oil and water.

"Come on, our brothers are still saying this. If you don't win, I won't take you with me next time!"

Staring at Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing, Zhou Bingkun became serious.

"this!"

Looking at Zhou Bingkun hesitantly, the two of them hesitated for a long time before putting the money he handed over into their pockets.

"This is right!"

Opening his hands, Zhou Bingkun held his arms with the two of them, walking towards home while talking and laughing.

Don’t worry about scarcity, don’t worry about equality,

If it happens once or twice, Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing won't say anything, but if it continues like this, the brothers still can't get along?

Zhou Bingkun doesn't need the ten dollars, so why bother?

He took Sun Qunchao and Xiao Guoqing with him just to help them improve their lives, not to make enemies!

When they got home, Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing put away the "leftovers" they had brought for today's help.

Seeing this, both parents were surprised.

And when he heard that Zhou Bingkun actually became the chef of the red banquet, his face was even more astonished.

Because when did Zhou Bingkun learn to cook?

Arriving at Taiping Hutong, Zhou Bingkun handed the ten yuan he earned today and some ingredients to Zheng Juan.

Looking at the money and food in her hand, Zheng Juan was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise: "Where did this come from?"

"Didn't I tell you that I work as a chef in a lumber factory? The director invited me to cook a wedding banquet today, and he gave it to me! From now on, all the money I make will be given to you!"

Looking at Zheng Juan's red face, Zhou Bingkun smiled brightly,

"you......"

Looking at Zhou Bingkun, Zheng Juan didn't know what to say. She could only lean into his arms and said, "Is it worth it to be so good to me?"

"worth!"

Leaning down, Zhou Bingkun looked at Zheng Juan and said seriously: "You are worth it!"

Raising her head, Zheng Juan looked at Zhou Bingkun and kissed her directly.

Blushing, he stood there stunned. When Zhou Bingkun came to his senses, Zheng Juan had already returned home with a burning face.

"I was attacked by surprise!"

Covering his face, Zhou Bingkun looked surprised.

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