Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

By three or four in the afternoon, the kitchen was basically done.

Chen Jun gathered the people from the three canteens for an impromptu meeting.

Master Li and Master Liu were very enthusiastic and were not affected at all by what happened at noon.

That's their level, they only do so much based on their salary.

"I walked around the cafeteria at noon, and there are two problems that need to be corrected."

"First of all, the sanitation of the environment is not good enough, whether it is the canteen or the kitchen, and the distribution is not reasonable. Some people are working while others are just watching. In the future, we should arrange a duty roster so that everyone can take turns to do the cleaning and improve the dining environment."

"There is another problem, and that is the old tradition of the canteen, the shaking spoon! This phenomenon should not happen again in the future, as it will cause conflicts between us and the workers."

After these words were spoken, everyone in the kitchen looked at each other in surprise.

Although this new deputy director is young, he also knows how to make the first move when taking office!

The first thing we did was to address the two major problems in the cafeteria.

But before they could complain, Chen Jun paused and continued, "The problem is not a big deal, let's actively correct it."

"As long as everyone cooperates, anyone in our kitchen can learn to cook from me, especially the technique of making big pot dishes. As long as you work hard, I guarantee that you will at least be at the level of an eighth-level cook. Don't think I'm bragging, my current cooking skills are at the level of a third-level cook."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked.

Anyone can learn the technique of cooking big pot dishes? And at least they can pass the eighth-level cook exam?

An eighth-level cook earns more than 30 yuan a month!

Not only is the salary high, but it is also a lifelong skill. Once you learn it, you don't have to worry about unemployment.

Even if you don't work in a steel mill, you can work in another factory.

Secondly, it is Chen Jun’s cook level.

It’s actually level three!

They knew that Chen Jun was great at cooking, but they never expected him to be so great.

The grades of cooks are the opposite of those of other jobs, with level one being the highest and level two being the second.

Level 3 cooks are now qualified to go to Diaoyutai.

It is difficult to find a chef of this level outside, except in some big restaurants.

More importantly, Chen Jun is only in his teens.

He is already a third-level cook this year. If he is promoted further in the future, he may have a chance to be promoted to a first-level cook.

Even if you look at the entire city of Beijing, there are only a handful of first-class cooks.

"Director Chen, are you really willing to teach us?"

"Can we worship you as our teacher? Or I will kowtow to you now."

Two of the apprentices were so excited that they wanted to bow down and kowtow. Although they were older than Chen Jun, they were inferior to Chen Jun in every way except that they were a few years older.

If I could become Chen Jun's apprentice, it would be a huge gain.

Chen Jun smiled and waved his hand: "Forget about accepting disciples. I have no plans to accept disciples at the moment. I teach you how to cook big pot dishes for selfish reasons. After all, I don't want to cook big pot dishes in the kitchen every day."

Hearing this, everyone in the kitchen couldn't help but laugh.

That’s right, Chen Jun is a third-level cook and deputy director of the canteen. He can’t cook big pots of food every day.

But because of this, they don't have to worry about Chen Jun secretly keeping the skill of cooking big pot dishes.

The better they cook the big pot dishes, the fewer complaints there will be in the canteen, and the easier Chen Jun's job will be.

Thinking that they would be able to take the exam to become a cook in the future, the apprentices and handymen in the kitchen became excited.

As long as Chen Jun is willing to teach them skills, a little hardship and effort is nothing.

What's more, Chen Jun's requirements were not high. He just asked them to clean the cafeteria more cleanly and not shake the spoon when serving food.

None of this takes much effort.

So after the class was dismissed, the people in the kitchen began to clean the canteen inside and out in full swing.

Chen Jun looked at the time and it was still a long time before the end of get off work.

Okay, let’s go back to the office and have some tea.

It’s different now from when I was setting up a stall. I have to go to get off work and leave work at the specified time.

Of course, if something really happens, there is no problem leaving early. The deputy director is still a small leader after all, and he still has some privileges.

As the workday was getting close, Chen Jun went to the three canteens and found that they had already been cleaned very well. Master Liu and Master Li even took the initiative to set up duty rosters for the canteens. So, each person only needed to clean for two days.

When the factory bell rang, Chen Jun leisurely pushed his bicycle home from get off work.

When I walked to the factory gate, I happened to meet Yi Zhonghai who was getting off work.

"Chen Jun!"

Yi Zhonghai shouted, but Chen Jun acted as if he didn't hear him and rode away on his bike.

This made Yi Zhonghai feel very uncomfortable.

How did an apprentice who was expelled from Fengdeng Building suddenly become the deputy director of the steel mill canteen?

Although he had no interest in being a leader, he didn't want to be suppressed by Chen Jun.

With this skill, he can be the deputy director. There must be something fishy going on.

This kid Chen Jun didn't respect him much before, and now that he has become the deputy director of the cafeteria, wouldn't he take him, the older man, seriously even less?

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai planned to go to the backyard to find his second uncle Liu Haizhong at night.

Liu Haizhong is a power-hungry person, but he has not made any progress in his career after so many years and is not even a team leader in a steel rolling mill.

Now that Chen Jun has become a small leader in the steel rolling mill, how can Liu Haizhong feel comfortable?

Yes, let’s do this and see if we can sow discord between Liu Haizhong and Chen Jun.

Well... call Sha Zhu along too. Chen Jun has already entered the steel mill before Sha Zhu, so Sha Zhu has to hurry up as well.

Otherwise, when Chen Jun completely controls the canteen and Sha Zhu enters the steel rolling mill, won’t he be easily controlled by Chen Jun?

Sha Zhu is his alternative elderly care provider, and his future is related to his future life.

On the way home, Chen Jun bought a small handbag for Lin Yao.

There were no backpacks back then, so people just carried canvas bags to school.

Seeing that Lin Yao was about to start school, Chen Jun was also very happy.

No matter how hard life is, children must not suffer; no matter how poor, education must not be neglected. Chen Jun still hopes that Lin Yao can be admitted to the University of Beijing.

When we got home, Lin Yao had already prepared dinner.

Just when the family was getting ready to have dinner, wailing sounds of crying for parents were suddenly heard from the yard.

Chen Jun pricked up his ears and listened, and found that it was still Jia Zhang.

I guess Jia Zhang saw that the managers in the courtyard had all gone off work, so she wanted them to help her get her pension money back.

"Jia Zhang, stop yelling. You don't tell me what happened, but just howl here. How can howling solve the problem?" The third uncle Yan Bugui was annoyed by Jia Zhang's noise.

"I have no money, no money. You damned Yan Laokou, you don't help me find the money, and you are still talking nonsense here. I can't live like this, I can't live like this!"