Huo Xiaoman said she disliked him, but she was jealous to death in her heart. If Xiao Wensheng had half the ability of Xiao Shuisheng, she wouldn't be unable to get pregnant.
I haven’t done that with Xiao Wensheng for countless days. It makes me upset just thinking about it.
Even the old lady Gu Xiufang couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.
Huo Xiaoman is still a young wife, so how could she talk about the sex life of a couple?
She felt embarrassed, but she also had to act like she could handle it. She said, "Why wouldn't newlyweds do that at night? They haven't had kids yet, so they must be trying to have one."
Speaking of children, Gu Xiufang couldn't help but look forward to the baby born by Shuisheng and Jiangzao being both pretty and smart.
She is not someone who can hide things. Whatever she is thinking is written on her face. Huo Xiaoman is sensitive and can see it at a glance.
I feel even worse.
Jiang Zao has a thin waist and a nice butt, which attracts Xiao Shuisheng so much that he goes to her every day and night, hoping that she will get pregnant sooner or later.
What if her husband gives birth to a boy?
Wouldn’t all the good things in the Xiao family be taken away by her son?
Huo Xiaoman's heart was filled with alarm.
Jiang Zao didn't know what was wrong with Huo Xiaoman, and the look in his eyes towards her was even more resentful than before.
It doesn't matter. If the enemy comes, we will fight him. If the water comes, we will block it with earth. If you are shameless, don't blame her for being rude.
She packed her things and went to work.
After Qin Xuehua was demoted, she and Wang Meili both kept a low profile.
Jiang Shan was pregnant and couldn't move for the time being.
Jiang Zao finally had a lot more free time at the food factory.
At three or four in the afternoon, she finished making the dough and went to find Sun Ligen to learn how to make pastries. When she didn't see him in the dough-kneading room, she went to his office to look for him.
He walked around the mop bucket on the side of the road and came to the office door. The door opened from the inside, and a man with a plain appearance and very cold eyes walked out. He looked to be in his early twenties, with almond-shaped eyes. He was wearing a gray shirt with a black jacket over it. He was not short, about the same height as Xiao Shuisheng.
Seeing someone coming out, Jiang Zao retreated to the wall to make way.
The man didn't say thank you and turned around to wait outside.
Following behind him was a middle-aged man. He was not tall, with a round face and a beard, a distinct "川" (river-shaped wrinkle) between his eyebrows, a big belly, and short, thick fingers. Although he was wearing a suit and tie, Jiang Zao could tell that he was also a cook, and quite a veteran.
Sun Ligen escorted them out: "Let's get together at the state-owned restaurant this weekend. I'll bring my apprentice..."
As he spoke, he saw a slim and straight-legged little girl standing next to him in a white chef's uniform. His smile deepened, and he said proudly, "This is my apprentice Jiang Zao. I'll take her over later and we'll have a meal."
After that, he introduced: "Zao'er, this is my senior brother Duan Zhenyun, and that is his disciple Su Huaizhou."
Jiang Zao was about to say hello when Duan Zhenyun looked her up and down without any hesitation: "Li Gen, how did you choose your apprentice? I saw that you had never found an apprentice, so I thought you would find someone with talent."
"Can't a poor and remote area produce talented people? How come they found a vase that hasn't even grown all its hair yet and is good-looking but useless?"
Jiang Zao frowned.
You are a vase.
Your whole family uses vases to store ashes!
Sun Ligen's smile immediately faded, faster than a Sichuan opera face-changing performance. He put his hands behind his back as he spoke, "Brother, you're being too harsh. My apprentice is incredibly talented, not just an ordinary kid. You can't just assume she's pretty and pretty. If I were to tell you, your apprentice might not be able to match mine in the upcoming county competition."
Duan Zhenyun laughed heartily, pointing his index finger in the air. "You, you're still as stubborn as you were back then. Wait until the county chef competition comes around, and you'll see how much better my apprentice is than yours."
"Okay, let's have dinner this weekend, I'll treat you."
After saying that, he took Su Huaizhou away.
Before leaving, Su Huaizhou's gaze lingered on Jiang Zao for half a second longer.
It seems like he is looking at something, but also like he is thinking.
Jiang Zao felt very uncomfortable watching this.
Sun Ligen had originally planned to see them out, but now he decided not to. He turned back inside, sat on a mahogany chair, and motioned for Jiang Zao to come in. "In June, the county will hold a chef competition, with two tracks: red and white. Several nearby counties, including those in the countryside, will be participating. There will be at least a hundred people. I've signed you up."
“Three people admitted from the county will advance to the city competition, and then to the national competition.”
"That guy just now was my senior. I lost to him in the national cooking competition."
"Don't feel pressured. I think you can beat his apprentice."
Jiang Zao: “…”
Are you sure there's no covert pressure?
She nodded: "Don't worry, I will work hard and strive to get good results."
Sun Ligen wasn't too worried. He drank some water and his mouth felt less dry. "I'll teach you how to make Yushansu tonight."
Yushansu!
When Wang Meili first came to the food factory, she mentioned that the master used Yushan Su to defeat Su-style pastries in the national competition.
Jiang Zao knew that he had talent, but he had studied for too short a time. He could learn some basic skills, but he was not as strong as men in heavy work such as pressing noodles.
Sun Ligen raised his hand to interrupt her thoughts: "I know what you are thinking. Making noodles is not an easy job. Handmade noodles require exquisite ingredients, delicate workmanship, and beautiful designs. If you just talk about pressing the noodles, you won't be able to pull out noodles as thin as hair. If you don't have the strength, practice. There are still a few months left. Whenever you practice pressing the noodles and making the dough, carry a stone in your hand."
Jiang Zao didn't bring the stones, so he went back home in the evening and told Xiao Shuisheng about it. He then found two 1kg lead blocks.
The lead blocks were not big, so Jiang Zao used the work cloth left over from making clothes to make two wrist guards. There were a few small pockets on the wrist guards to hold the lead blocks, which could be put in to adjust the weight. From the next day, she wore lead blocks on her wrists whether she was making dough or working.
Suddenly the weight was added, and she lost her grip when pinching the dough.
Fang Yuxiang thought she had seen it wrong: "Ginger and jujube... this dose has 2 grams more."
Jiang Zao took back the dough, kneaded it into the dough and pinched off two more pieces.
Fang Yuxiang swallowed nervously: "Another...another gram more."
Rub and pluck the ginger and dates again, then throw them on the scale.
Just right.
Wang Meili saw this scene from the side and her heart was filled with excitement.
Jiang Zao's hands are not working properly!
If she practices hard, she will definitely be able to beat Jiang Zao in the county chef competition!
If the food factory could produce one or two high-level chefs, it would be an honor. In order to support Jiang Zao and several other contestants such as Wang Meili, they specially cleared out a studio for them to practice.
You only need to work half a day every day until the competition is over.
Jiang Zao would go to the case room to practice making other pastries and the basic skills, and would go to Sun Ligen’s small office to practice making Yushan pastries. He would finish them in the afternoon and take them home in the evening.
Not wanting too many people to know what Yushansu looks like, she brought it back only to let Xiao Shui eat it raw.
After dinner, she changed into a sweater and stood at the door to wash her face, squeezed toothpaste onto the toothbrush, put it in her mouth and brushed it to create foam.
When Xiao Shuisheng entered the room, she pointed at the lunch box on the desk and said vaguely, "There are some Yushan pastries I made in it. Try some."
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