I took a look at the dishes prepared by the three chefs opposite.
As soon as I saw it, I didn’t want to eat it.
The pearl is in front, and the one behind is a piece of shit.
But in order not to hurt the workers' hearts.
Director Gong still looked calm and picked up a chopstick of Wang Jianshe's fried potato shreds.
How should I put it, unremarkable.
It was really ordinary, even ordinary and he didn't know how to describe this dish.
Director Wang next to him also finished eating the shredded potatoes with a calm expression, then put down his chopsticks and had no desire to eat anymore.
The two looked at each other.
They made eye contact many times in an instant.
Director Wang was helplessly instructed by Director Gong's eyes to become a villain.
"You three should cook a big pot of rice from now on. If you cook a small stir-fry, the heat will be a little lacking."
Wang Jianshe was already prepared for praise.
As a result, my pants were taken off, and you’re telling me this?
"No way, absolutely impossible."
"Old Wang, cooking in a big pot is different from real craftsmanship. You should calm down and learn more." He Daqing stepped forward and said.
How could he miss this kind of opportunity to make a last-ditch attack?
Because of these words, Wang Jianshe did not hold back.
"I don't believe it. He's just a kid. What does he know about cooking?"
Wang Jianshe rushed directly to Chen Jianguo's dish.
He picked up a chopstick and chewed wildly, as if he was not chewing vegetables, but putting Chen Jianguo in his mouth to chew.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he started chewing, he was conquered.
After so many years of cooking in a big pot, he felt for the first time that his craftsmanship was just a piece of cake.
He felt like he was floating back and forth in a vegetable patch covered with potatoes.
Flying around lying flat on top of the potatoes.
The surrounding potatoes instantly overwhelmed him.
So much so that his whole body turned into a potato.
It turns out that potatoes can taste so delicious.
The other two big-pot cooks also came over and took a few bites of Chen Jianguo's dishes.
Then, all three people's eyes lost focus.
"Ah!!" a moan shouted.
Wang Jianshe sat down on the ground.
Sweating like rain, his legs were weak from the food.
"I would like to formally introduce to you, Chen Jianguo, known as Chen Baliang in our craft circles, is a recognized master of Sichuan cuisine, the founder of the new style of Sichuan cuisine, and a direct disciple of Imperial Chef Liu, Feng Zeyuan Liu Jiabao, a national master in the chef world, and recognized as the Dragon King The number one among the young generation in the culinary world.”
"He, he is the legendary Chen Baliang?" Everyone was speechless.
Wang Jianshe, who fell to the ground, felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Chen, Chen Baliang?"
What did I just do? He actually looked down on the national master and provoked him in all kinds of ways?
I actually thought I was better at cooking than others.
It's so embarrassing.
"As expected of Chen Baliang, I'm convinced." The other two cooks sighed after finishing speaking.
Today they finally know how far they are from real masters. They are simply not in the same class.
With just these two materials, they were beaten down.
"Bah bang bang, today is really a good day. It is indeed our honor for Chen Baliang to come to our steel rolling mill canteen." Director Wang clapped his hands and said.
"It just so happens that there is an announcement about the canteen today. I will let Director Gong say a few words to everyone. Everyone applauds and welcomes it."
Bang bang bang bang...
"Okay, okay, you did a really good job. From now on, the little stove in the cafeteria will have a lot of trouble for Master Chen."
"If the factory director has any needs, just ask." Chen Jianguo nodded.
"Well, the director and I came here today to announce something. Our canteen is going to start the cooker grade assessment. Anyone who has ideas can actively participate. Director Wang will announce the cooker grade and corresponding salary to everyone later. Tomorrow I and several directors will come over for the assessment, and I hope everyone will go down and prepare well."
Deputy Factory Director Gong is more concise and concise in his speech. Unlike those leaders who only lecture for an hour and talk nonsense for half a day.
Everyone below was shocked by this news.
This has something to do with how much salary you can get.
I can't tolerate not paying attention to myself.
Wait for Director Wang to finish announcing the relationship between grade and salary.
He also explained that in the steel rolling mill, the highest level of cooks is Level 6, and the corresponding salary is about more than 4.8 million yuan a month.
For the first time, the highest level of a cook can only reach level eight.
If you go higher, you have to wait for another assessment.
You can be promoted if you pass the assessment.
Chen Jianguo has known about this level for a long time.
So I didn’t discuss this matter too much.
He knew that his sixth level was definitely more than enough.
Let's get to level eight first, and take your time. There will still be a lot of time in the steel rolling mill later.
He was in no hurry at all.
He is only 17 years old now, which is still 12 years away from 1965, when the plot of Qinman Siheyuan began.
By that time, he will definitely be a level six cook.
And there is no shortage of food and clothing.
That night, when he went home, He Daqing ran away.
I left a letter and a little money.
The deafening cries of the Shazhu family were heard by the entire yard.
Silly Zhu and his sister He Yuyu cried so sadly.
Chen Jianguo also went over to watch.
The three uncles were all trying to persuade Silly Zhu, and the eldest mother hugged He Yuyu and cried together.
The scene is quite touching.
