Around 10 a.m., Sha Zhu eagerly invited Chen Jun to the kitchen.

After glancing at the ingredients around him, Chen Jun skillfully started heating the oil in a wok.

"Let me teach you a dish you're good at first: shredded pork with garlic sauce."

Sha Zhu is currently skilled in Tan Family Cuisine and Sichuan Cuisine, but despite his expertise, he doesn't have a single dish that can be described as amazing.

So Chen Jun used a representative Sichuan dish as a demonstration.

"Hey, let's learn how to make shredded pork with garlic sauce!"

Sha Zhu nodded quickly. He understood his own situation. Trying to do too much at once would only lead to failure. It would be better to improve the dishes he was familiar with. Just like some master chefs in restaurants, they can cook many dishes, but each of them has their own signature dish.

This signature dish can be very complicated or very simple, but as long as you can make it taste better than others, then it can be considered your own signature dish.

When the others saw that Chen Jun was about to teach Sha Zhu something again, they all gathered around.

Chen Jun teaches without any restrictions on who is present; anyone can come and learn from him, but how much they learn depends on their own abilities.

"Shazhu, do you know why there's often shredded pork with garlic sauce in the restaurant?" Chen Jun asked Shazhu while skillfully slicing carrots into shreds.

Sha Zhu chuckled and grinned, replying, "Because it has a strong meaty flavor. When it's cooked well, even the radish tastes like meat."

"Hmm, not bad."

Chen Jun nodded in satisfaction.

At that time, unlike decades later, meat was much more expensive than vegetables, so there wasn't much shredded meat in Yu Xiang Rou Si (shredded pork with garlic sauce).

Just like ordinary residents in a courtyard house, they would only buy pork during festivals, and they would only buy large pieces of fatty pork.

The first thing to do after the meat arrives home is to render some lard. Only the remaining cracklings will be used for stir-frying and stewing.

The rendered fat would be used to stir-fry vegetables when I was feeling peckish.

"So if you want the meat flavor to be strong, you have to use lard to stir-fry the vegetables," Chen Jun said.

He had already finished preparing the dishes while he was speaking.

Sha Zhu felt that even with his eyes wide open, he couldn't keep up with the speed at which Chen Jun was cutting things.

That's too fast!

It's not only fast, but also very stable.

"First, stir-fry the meat until it's fragrant..."

As Chen Jun recounted the details, he wielded the spatula with flair.

Soon, an enticing aroma burst forth from the pot. This aroma wasn't just the smell of meat or vegetables, but rather the intertwined flavors of the ingredients, which was far superior to any single, distinct taste.

The closest person, Shazhu, couldn't help but swallow hard when he smelled the aroma.

Although Chen Jun always served guests in the kitchen of the No. 1 canteen, he still couldn't help but swallow his saliva whenever he smelled the aroma of Chen Jun's cooking.

Keep in mind, the food isn't cooked yet!

Therefore, Sha Zhu also knew that there was a huge gap between him and Chen Jun, but he didn't know exactly how big that gap was.

This is like someone who doesn't work as a chef but only thinks Chen Jun is a master cook—like a frog at the bottom of a well gazing at the bright moon.

But when the chef, who had entered the profession, met Chen Jun, he felt as insignificant as a planktonic organism, while Chen Jun was the vast and boundless sky.

Shazhu had no concrete concept of the distance between them.

“Every time I watch our director cook, I find it very interesting.”

"It's not just interesting to look at, it's absolutely pleasing to the eye, and it makes you feel comfortable just looking at it."

"We feel good inside, but our mouths suffer, sigh."

The aroma is so tempting; if you can eat it, it's an absolute treat, but if you can't, it's pure torture.

While everyone was discussing it, Chen Jun's food was already cooked.

Knowing the personalities of the people in the kitchen, Chen Jun cooked a larger portion than usual.

After removing the normal portion, there was still a little less than half a bowl left.

"Shazhu, try it, then stir-fry one as I just told you."

Sha Zhu nodded upon hearing this, then picked up his chopsticks and took a bite.

Mmm, delicious.

The pork is rich and flavorful, while the radish has a touch of sweetness. The two complement each other perfectly, creating an explosion of aroma in your mouth.

"This is amazing! It tastes a million times better than what I make."

Sha Zhu clenched his fist in shock, then handed the remaining shredded pork with garlic sauce to Liu Lan and the others, and began to make shredded pork with garlic sauce according to the steps Chen Jun had just taught him.

Liu Lan and the others had been craving it for a while, and when they saw the shredded pork with garlic sauce being served, they hurriedly grabbed their chopsticks.

"Thank you, Squad Leader He."

Upon hearing this, Liu Lan quickly waved her hand, "Why thank him? Thank Director Chen!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Director Chen."

"Director Chen's cooking is really good! If it weren't for the fact that the old-fashioned style isn't popular now, I would definitely call him the God of Cookery!"

"Just eat yours, even such delicious food can't shut you up."

"Just one bite is enough. Quickly send the freshly cooked shredded pork with garlic sauce to the private room. Don't you dare eat any on the way!"

Chen Jun didn't get involved; instead, he stood by and watched Sha Zhu operate the equipment, occasionally pointing out areas for improvement.

And so, Chen Jun taught Sha Zhu two dishes today: shredded pork with garlic sauce and dry-fried green beans.

After finishing all that, Chen Jun returned to the director's office to continue slacking off.

As Chen Jun was packing up to go home just before the end of the workday, there was a sudden knock on the door, and then he saw Director Song walk in.

Judging from his beaming face, Chen Jun could tell that he was in a very good mood.

"What's wrong? Did the factory give you a raise, or did you find a mistress and start a second spring?" Chen Jun joked.

"Go away, I will only love your sister-in-law in this lifetime!"

Director Song waved his hand: "The purchasing agent just brought in a big wild boar. It looked pretty fresh, so I bought two pig legs. Remember to take it home when you get off work."

Um?

Is Director Song going to give me a wild boar leg?

Upon hearing this, Chen Jun couldn't help but laugh: "No, you're being too formal. I gave you two boxes of tea, and you immediately gave me two pig legs. Is it really necessary for us to be like this?"

When he first came to the cafeteria, Director Song treated him well.

The two then formed a "slacking off duo," and Director Song personally made two reclining chairs for the office, and later even added one to their home.

Director Song would definitely not accept the money, and Chen Jun had never mentioned money either.

So tacky!

So Chen Jun signed for the tea today and gave two boxes directly to Director Song.

"No, no, no, I don't want to be a stranger, but your tea is really too valuable." Director Song couldn't help but smile when he thought of the two boxes of tea.

When he returned to the logistics department today, he couldn't resist making himself a cup of tea, and the whole office was filled with the aroma of tea.

After happily finishing his tea, Director Song felt refreshed all day, and even his usual back pain was relieved.

Therefore, Director Song came to a conclusion.

The two boxes of tea that Chen Jun gave him were far better than the tea his father-in-law had; they were not even in the same league.