After thinking for a moment, Director Yang moved his position to make room for the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man didn't delay and picked up a piece of duck meat with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Unlike Director Hu, who ate voraciously, he chewed slowly for a few moments, his expression growing increasingly serious.

Upon seeing this, Director Yang raised an eyebrow.

What's the meaning?

Could it be that you don't like the roast duck?

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh.

"Sigh, it definitely tastes better than Quanjude!"

"Friend, could you tell me who made this roast duck?"

Ouch?

Another one trying to poach someone?

Without a second thought, Director Yang waved his hand and said, "It was made by a friend. He only makes roast duck occasionally. Even if I wanted to eat it, it would have to be at the right time."

His meaning was clear: don't even think about the roast duck, and definitely don't even think about the person who made it.

"This roast duck is absolutely amazing. I'm not just after the food; I want to learn from him how to make it." The middle-aged man refused to give up.

However, Director Yang was adamant that he would never reveal any information about Chen Jun.

“Friend, I…I am actually Yang Taihe from Quanjude…To be honest, after the turmoil in our shop, the roasted duck is not as good as before. We have been trying to improve our methods, but we have not yet found the most suitable one.”

"After tasting the roast duck you brought, I realized that this is the taste of Quanjude in the past, no, it is even better than what my father used to make."

After a pause, Yang Taihe continued, "Please tell me about the master chef's situation, I'd like to learn from him."

Upon hearing this, many people present turned to look in their direction.

He's from Quanjude, and his surname is Yang. He must be the owner of Quanjude, right?

"Oh my, did I hear that right? This Mr. Yang actually admitted that the roast duck in his shop is not as good as the one on the table?"

"Goodness, at first glance, it really is Boss Yang. I saw him when I went to Quanjude to eat roast duck last time."

"This boss is no ordinary person. If it were any other boss, they probably wouldn't be willing to lower themselves like this."

"I'm quite curious, which master chef made the roast duck."

"Yes, those who can achieve this level are probably in the same industry as Mr. Yang."

Factory Director Yang initially questioned Yang Taihe's identity, but after hearing what the people around him said, he no longer doubted it.

No wonder he's dressed so elegantly; he must be a big boss.

Moreover, it's the renowned Quanjude restaurant in Beijing.

Since he was from Quanjude, Director Yang wasn't so worried.

The reason he kept quiet and wouldn't say anything was because he was afraid someone would try to poach Chen Jun from him. There are plenty of people like that; the factory directors in Beijing alone have been eyeing Chen Jun.

As for Quanjude, there's no need to worry. They only make roast duck, and they only sought out Chen Jun to learn roast duck techniques. There's no need to worry about them poaching their staff.

This would also allow him to form a good relationship with Yang Taihe. Beijing is only so big, and he might need it in the future.

"So it's Boss Yang."

Factory Director Yang smiled warmly, as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. After exchanging a few casual pleasantries, he saw that Yang Taihe was eager to find out about Chen Jun, so he lowered his voice and told Yang Taihe Chen Jun's address.

"Director Chen is still working at the factory and won't be able to go home until after work."

Thank you!

Having obtained the information he wanted, Yang Taihe thanked Director Yang profusely, saying, "Come to Quanjude sometime, and I'll treat you all to Peking duck."

After saying that, he waved goodbye and took his leave.

Although Director Chen didn't get off work until late in the evening, Yang Taihe wasn't going to just wait around. He couldn't come empty-handed when he came to ask for technical advice.

"Haha, Lao Yang, you're really lucky!"

"I can't believe it," said Director Hu, who was standing to the side, with a sour look on his face.

Although Chen Jun was just a canteen manager at the steel rolling mill, he brought a lot of benefits to the mill.

Putting aside everything else, just the fact that the Russian engineer was stationed on-site that the steel mill made a huge profit.

Later, they sold bread, made instant noodles, and produced sausages, which genuinely brought in revenue for the factory.

More importantly, the leaders all liked to eat at the steel rolling mill!

Therefore, Chen Jun, the canteen director, played a significant role in the rapid development of the steel rolling mill in the past two years.

"Haha, let's eat." Director Yang didn't want to talk about Chen Jun any longer, so he laughed it off and changed the subject.

Yang Taihe pondered all the way after leaving the restaurant, but couldn't think of a particularly suitable gift.

In his opinion, Chen Jun must have plenty of food and drink, and he certainly wouldn't be short of money, given his skill in cooking.

For someone who has everything, giving gifts can be quite difficult.

When he returned to Quanjude, Yang Taihe didn't think about what to bring for the visit. So he simply followed the principle of giving expensive gifts, not necessarily the most suitable ones.

Being overly polite is never a bad thing; this principle applies at any time.

So Yang Taihe waved his hand and immediately sent people to prepare gifts for three cars, which set off in a grand procession towards Nanluoguxiang at around 5 o'clock.

Just then, the three women, who were preparing dinner, heard the commotion coming from the doorway.

Then, looking back, he caught a glimpse of Yang Taihe walking in.

"Excuse me, ma'am, is this courtyard house number 95? Does Master Chen live here?"

The three women were taken aback by what they heard.

Master Chen?

There's nothing major happening in the courtyard.

But then she thought about it again and the old lady replied, "You mean Chen Jun, right? The one who works at the steel rolling mill?"

"Yes, yes, it's Master Chen Jun!"

Yang Taihe's face lit up with joy, glad that he hadn't come to the wrong place.

"Oh, he lives in the backyard."

"good!"

Yang Taihe nodded, then hurriedly walked to the courtyard gate: "Come on, let's move it!"

At his command, three or four men carrying large and small bags entered the courtyard.

The three women standing nearby were stunned.

Good heavens!

Wow, that's amazing!

Chen Jun is the biological father who saved this person, so why did he buy so many things?

Judging by this, it looks like there will be several truckloads of gifts.

How much does this cost?

Soon, the gifts piled up like a small mountain in front of Chen Jun's house.

The commotion was quite loud and quickly attracted the attention of the residents.

After hauling the manure cart, Jia Zhangshi's eyes practically popped out of her head with craving.

“He made a mistake, he definitely made a mistake. This person was obviously asking Chen Jun for a favor, otherwise why would he bring so many things?”

"Tsk tsk tsk, it must be at least a hundred yuan, let's see how Chen Jun explains this when he gets back!"

Qin Huairu was also quite envious of these things, but she knew in her heart that even if Chen Jun wanted to make a mistake, he wouldn't do it so blatantly.

Therefore, in order to prevent Jia Zhangshi from causing trouble for no reason, Qin Huairu gave her a heads-up in advance.

"Mom, don't look at other families doing well and think the worst, especially the Chen family, we can't afford to offend them right now!"