Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

Wow, after Chen Xueru’s introduction, everyone in the room looked at Chen Jun in surprise.

Some of them worked in the government and had heard about the big fish that was caught some time ago.

The identity of this big fish is not ordinary, and a lot of important information has been obtained from him.

I never thought that this big fish was caught by the young master in front of me.

This kid is so brave at such a young age?

Mr. Zhang liked young people like Chen Jun the most, who were brave and resourceful, and had great cooking skills. He immediately asked someone to bring a chair and asked Chen Jun to have a drink with him.

Chen Jun couldn't refuse, so he could only sit down and chat and drink with Mr. Zhang.

By the time the birthday party was over, Chen Jun had already received several invitations, some for a family dinner, and some for his grandson’s third birthday.

After the show, Chen Jun was ready to leave.

Chen Xueru escorted him to the gate of the compound, then took out a red envelope and stuffed it into Chen Jun's hand.

"Here, you've worked hard today."

As she spoke, Chen Xueru took out another bag and hung it on Chen Jun's handlebars, saying with a smile, "Take these. The old man specifically told me to do this."

Chen Jun took a look and saw meat, ribs and two chickens inside.

"I'll take the stuff, let's forget about the money," said Chen Jun.

But Chen Xueru shook her head firmly: "No, you have to accept it. I know you didn't come here to make money today, but I can't let you work for nothing. You are such a good cook, you can make money wherever you cook. If I don't give you some hard work money, how can I, Chen Xueru, save my face if it gets out?"

"Take it. If you don't, I'll be angry."

Got it!

Seeing that Chen Xueru said this, Chen Jun stopped being pretentious and put the money directly into his pocket.

Neither of them is short of money, so talking too much would make them seem more distant.

However, the red envelope is quite thick, at least a few dozen yuan.

By preparing a birthday party, I can earn a month's salary of an ordinary worker. It's really comfortable to make money now.

Next year, it won’t be that simple.

However, even after the planned economy began and Chen Jun went to work in a steel mill, he was sure to earn some extra money.

With his current skills, even if he doesn't take the initiative to look for work, someone will come to him.

So even if he stops setting up the stall after the New Year, he can still make a lot of money every month.

As for the meat in the bag, Chen Jun was even less polite.

By the time we got back to the courtyard, it was already late.

When the third uncle Yan Bugui saw Chen Jun coming back, he locked the gate of the courtyard.

He is the god in charge of opening and closing the gate of the courtyard. Once the gate is closed, it means that everyone who should come back has come back.

Although this job is not very eye-catching, Yan Bugui is the first one to know about anything happening in the hospital.

Chen Jun also stopped and chatted with Yan Bugui for a few words.

As they were chatting, the sound of a baby crying was heard from Yan Bugui's house.

The noise was instantly recognisable as the voice of the youngest sister, Yan Jiedi.

In this era where men are generally valued over women, the third uncle Yan Bugui is a little different.

His first, second and third children were all boys, but Yan Bugui wanted a daughter.

Yan Jiedi is now just over one year old and cries at the slightest provocation.

"Well, I'll go home first." When Yan Bugui heard the noise in the house, he smiled and said goodbye to Chen Jun.

"Don't worry, Uncle San. Take this chicken home and stew it."

Chen Jun took a chicken out of the bag and handed it over.

Yan Bugui's eyes widened.

This is... this is for me?

He couldn't believe it.

These days, every household is short of oil, water and food, and being able to stew a chicken is considered the New Year.

But Chen Jun gave it to him so tenderly.

"Oh, how can this be so embarrassing!"

Yan Bugui wanted it in his heart, but was too embarrassed to accept it.

But Chen Jun took the chicken feet and stuffed them into his hands, saying, "I went to cook for someone tonight, and they gave me a lot of food."

Oh, hearing this, Yan Bugui was so envious.

Being a cook is great. You will never be short of food.

Especially people like Chen Jun who are good at cooking can eat meat every day.

"Haha, then I'll accept it?" Yan Bugui grinned and said with a smile.

Chen Jun nodded and pushed the cart back to the backyard.

He knew the situation of Yan Bugui's family. Apart from his eldest son Yan Jiecheng who helped him and earned money, Yan Bugui was the only one who earned money to support the family.

Moreover, Yan Jiecheng had not even worked for a full month and had not received his salary.

Yan Bugui has to support a whole family with his salary.

Especially since the three sons were growing up and ate a lot, Yan Bugui was under great pressure.

Plus, the youngest child is still young, and both the three aunts and the youngest child need nutrition.

So a chicken was given to Yan Bugui's family to improve their food.

This chicken is very precious to others, but it is just that to Chen Jun.

Giving some benefits from time to time can help you get closer to the Yan family.

It can also make Yan Jiecheng work harder and more attentively.

In fact, Yan Jiecheng is working very hard now. Not only does he shout loudly when selling cooked food, which ensures that it sells out every day, but he is also very diligent when helping with miscellaneous tasks.

Now Chen Jun doesn’t even need to wash vegetables, pots and dishes by himself.

The next day, early in the morning.

Chen Jun was awakened by the noise coming from the kitchen.

I glanced at the time and found that it was already past seven in the morning.

"System, sign in."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for signing in successfully. You have received a box of each of the ten types of liquor."

what?

What are the ten types of liquor?

This was the first time Chen Jun heard this term. He opened the detailed introduction and read it, then he understood what was going on.

It turned out to be one box of Maotai-flavor liquor and one box of light-flavor liquor, a total of ten types of liquor.

However, when he put the liquor into the space ring, he found two boxes of liquor that were not quite the same.

What are tiger bone wine and tiger meat wine?

After taking a closer look at the effects, Chen Jun couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

real or fake?

After drinking tiger bone wine, it can strengthen muscles and bones and dispel wind and cold, but it is actually effective for bone fractures?

Hubian wine is even more amazing. Its detailed effects cannot be written down and can only be understood but not expressed in words!

With a flip of his wrist, he took out a bottle of each type of wine to play with. The wine was brown in color, and it was estimated that a lot of medicinal herbs were added to it.

"Try it when you have time and see if the effect is that good."

After getting dressed and putting the two bottles of wine on the cabinet in the main room, Chen Jun went to the yard to wash his face and brush his teeth.

By the time he finished cleaning up, his mother had already prepared breakfast.

The egg noodles are also delicious when paired with pickles.

Just as they were eating, the voice of the third uncle Yan Bugui was suddenly heard from outside the door.

"Chen Jun, someone is looking for you."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jun got up and went to the yard.

It turned out to be Director Wang from the Personnel Department of the steel rolling mill.

"Hello, Director Wang." When Chen Jun saw Director Wang, he remembered Lou Bancheng's hesitation to speak yesterday.

I guess he wants to ask for something.