With the roast duck and steamed buns he had packed, Director Yang left satisfied.

Watching Director Yang's departing figure, Director Song looked away resentfully and turned to Chen Jun, saying, "We'll have to avoid Director Yang from now on. I always feel like he's been eyeing our roast ducks for a while now, and he came in right when they were ready to be served."

They didn't come earlier or later, but they just happened to arrive when the roast duck was ready.

Therefore, Director Song strongly suspected that this was not a coincidence, and even suspected that there were Yang's informants in the kitchen.

However, while there was suspicion, there was no evidence to support it.

"Alright, let's see how the roast duck is made."

Chen Jun smiled, then used a knife to cut the roast duck in half, and then sliced ​​a few pieces of duck meat diagonally.

Director Song couldn't wait to pick up a piece and put it in his mouth. The moment the roast duck entered his mouth, he felt the aroma explode. The crispy duck skin and firm duck meat became even more fragrant after chewing a few times.

delicious!

Moreover, it's a fragrance that's sweet but not cloying.

Regular roast duck can be a bit greasy, so it's best to pair it with cucumber, scallions, and sweet bean sauce.

Chen Jun's roast duck is so delicious that it doesn't need any accompaniment to be very satisfying, which is obviously due to differences in his cooking methods and control of the heat.

"Chen Jun, this roast duck is so delicious! I suddenly regret selling it to the factory manager."

Director Song swallowed the roast duck in his mouth, still feeling the lingering fragrance. He knew that the roast duck in front of him was not something that could be eaten for just a few dollars. If he sent that roast duck to his wife, he could definitely enjoy himself for several days. Thinking of this, Director Song regretted it so much that he wanted to slap his thigh.

"It's worth it, Director Yang is very generous with the money." Chen Jun said, picking up a piece of duck meat and putting it in his mouth.

Yes, it's really good, much better than what I ate at Quanjude before.

Although Quanjude is one of the top roast duck restaurants in Beijing, its skills have not improved much over the years. Sometimes, the roast duck chefs are even lazy and let the waiters do the roasting.

In terms of quality alone, the one I baked myself tastes better.

"But you can't buy this roast duck anywhere else, no matter how much money you have!" Director Song turned his grief and indignation into his appetite and focused on making the roast duck.

At the same time, Director Yang brought steamed buns and roast duck to the gathering place.

This is a small restaurant, not very big, but the chef has quite a background.

Upon entering the store, Director Yang found his spot with just a glance.

"Director Yang, I organized this gathering today, why did you bring your own food?" a middle-aged man of similar age to Director Yang teased.

"Director Hu, this is a steamed bun made with vegetables from our canteen. It's a local specialty. The leaders tried it once before and thought it was quite good, so I brought some for you to try today."

No sooner had Director Yang finished speaking than Director Hu suddenly sniffed, "Wait a minute, I've had your factory's steamed buns before, but they're never this fragrant!"

"Could it be that the guy at your factory has improved the vegetable buns again?"

As he spoke, Director Hu swallowed almost imperceptibly.

It smells good, it really does smell good.

He had tried it once before when he went to the steel mill, and he ate three of them in one go, but the taste was different from today's.

"Haha, this isn't a vegetable bun. It's quite a coincidence. When I went to the kitchen to get some vegetable buns, I happened to see a roast duck coming out of the oven, so I took one with me." Director Yang proudly took out the roast duck: "I'm not bragging, but although I haven't eaten this roast duck yet, it's definitely no less delicious than Quanjude."

Because they weren't in a private room, Director Yang's words immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding tables.

Not inferior to Quanjude?

Few roast duck restaurants in Beijing would dare to say such a thing, especially since the implication was that the roast duck wasn't bought from a roast duck restaurant, but rather made in some factory canteen.

What kind of place is a cafeteria?

That was a place where large pots of food were cooked for the workers; the food was edible, but it had nothing to do with being delicious.

Therefore, all these people thought that Director Yang was talking nonsense.

It smells good, but it's definitely not as good as Quanjude.

One of the well-dressed middle-aged men gave a disdainful smile, picked up his wine glass and took a sip with the person at the table, clearly not taking Director Yang's words to heart.

But when Director Hu heard that it came from the kitchen of the steel rolling mill, he immediately became expectant and hurriedly called the staff in the store to cut the roast duck.

Director Hu's table was occupied by important customers, and the restaurant staff did not neglect them because of the takeout food. They quickly sliced ​​some duck meat and even offered some cucumber and scallion shreds.

While the duck was being sliced, the ordered dishes were served one after another, but Director Yang and Director Hu's eyes never left the roast duck, as did that leader.

Those who had eaten at the steel mill knew Chen Jun's skill level, so they all wanted to taste what this roast duck tasted like and how it differed from other roast ducks.

"Alright, you can try it now and see if it tastes better than Quanjude's roast duck."

After the duck meat was sliced, Director Yang brought out the kitchen's secret sauce and invited everyone to try it.

Factory Director Hu didn't bother with formalities at this point. He picked up a roast duck, dipped it in some of the secret sauce, and then put it in his mouth.

Um!

Factory Director Hu nodded, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

Before anyone else could react, he quickly picked up a piece of duck meat, rolled it in the secret sauce a couple of times, and then eagerly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hey, Director Hu, eat slowly."

Factory Director Yang was polite in words, but in his heart he felt that Factory Director Hu was somewhat useless.

You haven't even swallowed the meat in your mouth yet, and you're already stuffing a piece in your mouth. Are you in such a hurry?

But after he tasted it, he almost subconsciously imitated Director Hu.

The group of six or seven people at the table suddenly fell into an eerie silence. No one uttered a sound, and no one exchanged pleasantries; everyone was engrossed in showing off their duck meat.

The waiter slicing the duck was getting a little anxious.

Can't we eat some other dishes?

Why are you staring so intently at the roast duck you're making?

Soon, the unusual behavior at this table attracted the attention of several other tables around it.

They were just raving that Peking duck was better than Quanjude's, so why are they suddenly so quiet?

Turning my head and taking a look, I was immediately dumbfounded.

The group stared intently at the roast duck. As soon as a piece of meat was sliced ​​off, it was snatched away instantly. Moreover, the meat was taken in order, and there was no sense of fighting over it.

The middle-aged man who had just been scornfully mocking Yang also noticed something amiss. He patiently watched for a while, then suddenly stood up and walked up to Director Yang.

He first cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, then politely asked, "It's a bit presumptuous of me to bother you like this, but I'm quite curious about this roast duck. May I try a slice?"

Um?

Upon hearing this, Director Yang gave the man a wary look.

Knowing it's presumptuous of you, why did you still come asking for duck meat?

If it weren't for the fact that the person was dressed quite well, Director Yang would have already waved his hand and refused.

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