At noon, the state-owned restaurant was bustling with people, men, women, young and old. The waiter lifted the curtain from the kitchen, and there was the sound of an iron spatula hitting an iron pan. The oil in the stir-fry pan was boiling, and suddenly someone sprinkled some, who knew whether it was peppercorns or green onions, ginger, or garlic, and made a sizzling sound. The comrades at the next table could be heard chatting about their daily lives. All kinds of noisy sounds mixed together, but Duan Zhenyun turned a deaf ear to them.
He was terrified.
Su Huaizhou cannot be considered his apprentice, but rather his client.
They have known each other for three or four years, and Duan Zhenyun knows Su Huaizhou's cruelty better than anyone else. He has a kind face, but his heart is crueler than a devil.
Duan Zhenyun trembled as he picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip of water. His eyes wandered, "You don't have to be so harsh. She's only been learning for a few months. It's a pity."
Su Huaizhou glanced at Duan Zhenyun sideways.
"I want to enter the National Culinary Competition and win first place. No one can stand in my way. I think Teacher Duan understands me better than anyone. After all, back then, in order to win, you bribed someone to replace the noodles Sun Ligen used in the competition, causing him to underperform and allowing you to overtake him and take first place."
"We grew up wearing open-crotch pants, and you betrayed us just like that. How can I be as cruel as you?"
Duan Zhenyun was surprised, as if his tongue didn't belong to him: "H-how did you know?"
Su Huaizhou: "I have the witness in my hands. If you don't help me win the competition, I will publish this news in the newspaper and give Sun Ligen the ranking he deserves."
"You're helping me, which means you're taking advantage of my weakness. Can't we just keep each other in check?"
After the coercion, Su Huaizhou said again: "Help me get the recipe of Yushansu and eliminate the competitors, and I will give you another 2,000 yuan."
His lifeblood was in his hands, and he still had 2,000 yuan to go. No matter how he calculated it, it wouldn't be a loss. Duan Zhenyun nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go find out if the ginger and jujube pinching medicine is accurate."
He didn't delay and went to the door early on Monday morning to ask someone.
Wang Meili got off the bus and turned the corner, and saw the man who had been looking for Sun Ligen last week standing in front of the food factory. He was not good-looking, short and fat like a big water tank, but he was really well-dressed. Look at his watch, the fabric, the material of his leather shoes, which were black and reflective. His whole outfit cost at least three hundred yuan!!!
What is he doing here?
Wang Meili walked over with her small cloth bag on her shoulder: "Hello, comrade, I see you are looking for someone, is there any difficulty?"
Duan Zhenyun was afraid of scaring anyone by asking them questions, so it would be best if someone came to him voluntarily. "I'm not looking for anyone, I want to inquire about something."
Wang Meili smiled warmly: "I am also a veteran employee of the factory. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."
Duan Zhenyun said "eh" and motioned Wang Meili to talk to the side.
He was afraid of running into Sun Ligen and Jiang Zao.
There is no one next to the factory. It is a wasteland. There is not much grass in early spring. It is bare.
Duan Zhenyun asked with a smile, "I want to ask about Jiang Zao's ability. Is it really as rumored, that he can pinpoint the exact number of each shot?"
He felt that Wang Meili was quite honest. Looking at her big forehead, she looked very open-minded and would not lie.
Wang Meili felt very uneasy and uncomfortable, and she came to ask about Jiang Zao.
She used to think Jiang Zao was amazing, but recently she has been making mistakes frequently. Just as Jiang Shan said, she has a lot of things to do in her husband's family, and she has not been happy after marriage. She no longer has the energy to devote to work, and her talent is slowly deteriorating.
"What's the accuracy? You have to pinch a dose three times to get it right. Do you think it's accurate?"
She couldn't say anything good about Jiang Zao, so she picked up all the bad words and said, "She doesn't have enough strength in her hands, and her ability to bet on the noodles is particularly poor. But she's good at talking. She coaxed Master Sun and Squad Leader Chang around, saying one thing and saying another. Everyone thinks she's great. Don't be fooled by her."
Duan Zhenyun breathed a sigh of relief.
He said that a genius like Shen Yu is rare in a century, so how could there be a second one so soon?
Even her own son couldn't achieve such an absolute feel for the technique, so how could a young girl from the countryside be able to get it right every time?
"I understand, comrade. Thank you."
Wang Meili saw that Duan Zhenyun believed her and hid her pride: "You are too polite."
She happily returned to the factory to work. Qin Xuehua had just seen her talking to a man and asked her what they were talking about. Wang Meili was afraid that someone could hear her: "Nothing, just asking for directions."
Duan Zhenyun told Su Huaizhou everything Wang Meili said.
"My junior fellow apprentice boasted about this. Don't worry about preparing for the competition. I will definitely get the recipe for Yushansu before you participate in the national competition."
Su Huaizhou nodded and said calmly, "Go ahead and do it."
As long as there is no threat, just think of him as being overly suspicious.
Yushan Su is the killer dish. The ingredients and shape are the result of Sun Ligen's painstaking research and countless improvements. Jiang Zao does not plan to use it in the county competition.
In the past month, in addition to practicing Yushan Su, I have also practiced making many other pastries.
Both knowledge and skills have improved a lot. White pastry is never just two simple words. The palm-sized dim sum contains the chef's countless efforts and time.
At the beginning of April, grass sprouted on the hillside. The early summer wind seemed to have added growth agents. After blowing all night, tender yellow and green covered the hilltops, the riverside paths, the base of the courtyard walls, the tops of the walls, and there was a scent of green grass in the air.
The four seasons are distinct, and pastries also adjust to the changing of the seasons.
In winter, you should prepare a warm dish of pastry, and in summer, you must prepare a cold dish of pastry.
The county cooking competition was held in the summer. Jiang Zao mainly learned how to make red bean paste cake, pea yellow, and kidney bean rolls. This Friday, she practiced making kidney bean rolls in the afternoon. After she finished making them, she ate one piece with Sun Ligen. After noting the shortcomings, she put the remaining three kidney bean rolls in a lunch box and took them back for her family to eat.
It was not yet dark when getting off work. Jiang Zao and Chang Sanxi walked to the door while chatting and laughing. She saw Xiao Shuisheng waiting at the door, wearing a white shirt and a black business jacket.
He has a slender figure, perfect brushstrokes, fair skin, thick hair, and a straight nose. There is nothing wrong with him from the front or the side.
As he rode his bicycle to that station, he attracted the attention of men, women, young and old.
Chang Sanxi felt jealous and pushed Jiang Zao away: "Go away, your husband is about to become a wife-waiting stone."
Jiang Zao said goodbye to her and trotted to Xiao Shuisheng: "Why are you here?"
With the bicycle propped up, Xiao Shuisheng reached out and took off the small army green bag from her shoulder. He weighed it and said, "You brought me some delicious food again."
Jiang Zao didn't feel tired at first, but he saw that his legs and arms were a little sore.
“Kidney bean rolls.”
Xiao Shuisheng kicked off the pedals and carefully adjusted the two small pads on the back seat of the bicycle to ensure alignment, neatness, softness and shockproofness.
"I got off work early, and my mom told me your bike had a flat tire, so I came over to pick you up. I also have something to tell you."
As he spoke, he sat on the tricycle and pedaled hard, turning the bicycle. The surrounding scenery and people quickly moved backwards. "Huo Xiaoman is pregnant, and the Huo family sent her back."
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