"Wu Tong, don't talk nonsense." Lin Yue walked up to Han Dazhi and plucked his clothes with his hands: "Chief Secretary, look, there are no scars at all. I suspect he is just pretending."
"Pretending?" Wu Tong said, "Why are you pretending?"
Lin Yue squinted his eyes and said, "What do you think?"
The chief of staff looked at this and that, and couldn't help but frown: "Lin Yue, did you bring this dog back?"
"That's right, Chief Secretary, the pig in the cooking class ran away last night. It was with the help of this dog that He Dachao and I found the pig. I thought that there are leftovers in the kitchen every day, so why not throw them away if they go rancid? , it’s better to feed it, and it can also help look after the house and the home.”
"That makes sense." The Chief of Staff nodded.
This was not the first time that the pigs in the cooking class ran away, and the chickens and ducks in the pen often ran into the street. It would really be better to have a dog to watch.
He Dachao raised his hand and said: "Chief Secretary, I can testify that without her help yesterday, it would have been difficult to find the sow that ran away."
Wu Tong was about to speak, but Lin Yue patted him on the shoulder and walked out of the warehouse. After a few breaths, he came back with a food bowl in his hand, which contained leftovers for feeding the dog. There were a few bones floating in the vegetable soup. Judging from their appearance, they should be chicken wishbones.
"Chief Secretary, this..."
The chief of staff waved his hand at him to stop him from continuing, and said sharply to Han Dazhi: "Han Dazhi, tell me the truth, what is going on?"
Dogs cannot feed chicken bones, because they may cause indigestion or get stuck in the esophagus. As a dog owner, Lin Yue will definitely not do this. So who put it in the food bowl? What does he want to do!
Han Dazhi shuddered, knowing that he could no longer act stupid at this point.
"Chief Secretary...I...I also have good intentions. When I saw the bones left over from lunch, I thought I might as well feed it to it, which is worse than vegetable soup and steamed buns."
"Good intentions?"
The Secretary-General expressed doubts about his words.
"Han Dazhi, I don't care if you are really kind or fake. This is the first and last time. If I find a similar situation again, you will pack up your bed and go home."
Han Dazhi was shocked and quickly admitted his mistake: "Chief Secretary, I don't dare anymore. I don't dare anymore."
"Remember what you said." The chief of staff glared at Wu Tong, his face full of warning, and he was so frightened that he did not dare to take a breath.
"Okay, let's leave it at that."
Lin Yue glanced at Badun and thought to himself that this native dog had learned so much that he actually knew how to act. Other dogs would suffer from indigestion if they ate chicken bones, but this system product, which ate chocolate like jelly beans, was afraid of chicken bones. It was simply Laughing to death.
"Did you get the groceries?" After solving the conflict between Han Dazhi and Badun, the Chief of Staff changed the topic to the groceries: "How is it? Is it going well?"
Lin Yue nodded, and Han Dazhi took the purchase order and handed it over.
The chief of staff took it in front of him and looked at it for a moment, then his expression changed: "This...are you sure the value is correct?"
"Yes, I have counted them several times."
"you sure?"
"Sure!"
It's hard not to think too much about the conversation between these two people. Wu Tong looked at the purchase order eagerly, wanting to know what was on it, but why did the Secretary of State look like he had seen a ghost on his face.
"You want to see?"
Wu Tong smiled and said nothing.
"Take it if you want to see it." The chief of staff slapped the purchase order into his arms.
Wu Tong could hear the emotion in this sentence. He held the purchase order in front of his eyes and was shocked when he saw the numbers: "This is impossible!"
He Dachao understood this. He, who was involved in the entire grocery shopping process, still feels like a dream, not to mention Wu Tong, who has been responsible for the purchase.
"There must be something wrong with this number..."
With the same vegetables and the same budget, Lin Yue bought more than 20% more than before.
Even if vegetable prices fluctuate slightly, there won't be such a big gap.
Lin Yue said: "There is no problem with these numbers. If you don't believe me, you can go outside and take a look. Everything is on the trolley."
"Then you just bought rotten vegetables, otherwise they wouldn't be so cheap."
Wu Tong muttered, turned around and left the warehouse, came to the cart parked in the yard, pulled the potatoes, eggplants, and cabbages in the net bag with his hands, and compared the numbers on the purchase order.
The final result was indeed as Lin Yue said, the variety and quantity of vegetables were exactly as stated on the purchase order, and the quality of the dishes... although a little worse than what I bought in the morning, was still ten times worse than the adjective "rotten". Eighteen thousand miles.
Food prices collapsed?
He shook his head. With the current economic situation, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible, then...
"how did you do it?"
Lin Yue shrugged: "Maybe the vegetable shop owner thinks I'm a nice talker and is willing to give me some extra discounts."
"You? Are you nice to talk to?"
Wu Tong thought this was the funniest joke in the world. What had he done in the past two days? He almost offends everyone around him, so he has the nerve to say that he speaks nicely? So shameless, so shameless!
"Then why, in the same store and with the same boss, is he willing to give me a discount but not willing to give you a discount?"
Wu Tong was speechless when he asked him, and his face became redder and redder, yes, why?
"He...he...I suspect he is your relative."
The Chief of Staff couldn't stand listening to this anymore: "Okay, stop arguing. Let Lin Yue handle the grocery shopping from now on."
What?
Wu Tong's heart was filled with confusion: "Chief Secretary..."
He had always been doing the work of a feeder, now it was left to Lin Yue? Then doesn’t his name as deputy monitor deserve his reputation?
"Why, don't you want to do it? That's easy. You can get such a discount when you go out to buy groceries in the future, and you can do the errands for the caregiver."
The chief of staff doesn't care about that much. His biggest consideration is whether the money is worth it. Every penny he can save the regiment is worth it. With the same budget, Lin Yue can get better ingredients for the soldiers in the regiment. Then Naturally, he should be used instead of Wu Tong.
"..."
Wu Tong was very sure that he would not be able to get such a discount, so he could only watch the Secretary General leave with a grimace, scolding Lin Yue bloody in his heart.
What do you think is going on with this kid?
So infuriating!
…
Cook, feeder, cook.
One person holds three positions, yes, he is talking about Lin Yue.
Except for Han Dazhi, Fu Zhuoran, Wu Tong, and Wang Lingzhi, the remaining three cooks saw that Lin Yue was really capable, and the chief of staff particularly appreciated him. When something happened in the kitchen, they started to ask him for advice. The cooking class is no different from the combat army. As long as you have the ability, you can convince the public and gain respect and trust.
On the other side, Wang Lingzhi was much more polite to him because of the lessons learned from Han Dazhi and Wu Tong.
Two days later, the superiors suddenly issued an order, requiring the art troupe to visit the troops undergoing exercises, and the cooking troupe was naturally included in the order.
The band has a car, the dance team has a car, and the cooking class has its own car.
It was similar to the plot in the movie. When the motorcade drove out of the compound and passed the Dongfeng Photo Studio, Hao Shuwen saw the military uniform photo hanging behind the glass window and pointed it out to Lin Dingding.
The timing of He Xiaoping's enlistment was a little awkward. There were no winter clothes, and in half a month it would be time to issue summer clothes, so the logistics didn't give her costumes. So what was going on with the photos of military uniforms behind the glass window? When asked about the fact that Lin Dingding's military uniform had been missing for a while on the night of eating dumplings, the answer is ready to come out.
Lin Yue stood in the carriage of a truck at the end. Except for He Dachao who stayed to feed the livestock and take care of the kitchen, everyone else from the cooking team came, but there were more pots, pans, kettles and jugs in the carriage. Such kitchen utensils.
He also saw He Xiaoping's military uniform photo. How should I put it...it was very reminiscent of that era.
As for this girl, he knows very well what she will look like 50 years from now. After all, the two parties are "good friends" in the world of "I Am Yu Huanshui".
"He Xiaoping, He Xiaoping...hehe..."
Fang Linkai, who was sitting next to him, heard his muttering and put his hand in front of his eyes and shook it: "Lin Yue, what are you doing? You're babbling."
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Thanks to Song Wenci for the 500 starting coins, the Militia, Social Brother Z, Lao Li in the 1980s, and the book friend with the last number 2342 for the 100 starting coins.
