Jiang Shan humiliated her for a long time, but Jiang Zao refused to even look at her.
Jiang Shan felt frustrated and had a feeling of failure, as if she was punching the air. Jiang Zao used to be around her all the time, giving her all the good things and believing everything she said.
She can ignore Jiang Zao, but Jiang Zao cannot ignore her.
When Wang Meili heard Jiang Shan's words, she became even more confident. She quickly passed her hand over the dough and pulled off two more.
The white dough balls are thrown onto the chopping board, all of them are about the same size.
Chang Sanxi glanced at the wall clock and said, "Jiang Zao, hurry up, it's already been three minutes."
There are only two minutes left. Can Jiang Zao do it? Chang Sanxi was so nervous that his mouth was dry and his fists clenched unconsciously.
Jiang Zao suddenly loosened his clenched hands, bent down, picked up the dough strips at hand, and started making dough.
One, two, five... ten...
The small white doughs are neatly arranged in a row. You can see with the naked eye that they are larger on one side and all in a row, like small dumplings that are about to be put into the pot.
Wang Meili stopped first, and her mind went blank when she saw Jiang Zao's superb technique.
The hands hanging on both sides of the body trembled slightly unconsciously, his lips were dry, and his face had lost its color.
"Jiang Zao is so good, he can pull the pieces so quickly and they all look the same size!" Chang Sanxi was also shocked by Jiang Zao's technique. Before the pieces were even weighed, she already had a feeling that victory would go to Jiang Zao.
Sun Ligen was satisfied: "Time's up!"
"Liu Gamei, Fang Yuxiang, you two will be responsible for weighing the dosage."
Two women in their twenties walked out of the crowd of onlookers. They took out pens and notebooks from their pockets. Liu Gamei, who was slightly shorter, was responsible for weighing the doses, while Fang Yuxiang, who had attended junior high school and could write and do arithmetic, was responsible for recording.
Liu Gamei weighed the dosage from Wang Meili's dose: "75, 73, 77, 85, 81, 73, 80, 82, 83, 85."
Fang Yuxiang: "Next, record the weight of the ginger and jujube dosage."
Liu Gamei clearly measured the surface of the scale and put the ginger and jujube mixture on it: "80, 80..."
There is no doubt that the tenth one was exactly 80 grams!
Although Chang Sanxi was mentally prepared, he was still surprised by Jiang Zao's hand.
She raised her hands, clapped unconsciously, and murmured, "Jiang Zao, you are amazing. You can pinch out ten precise doses in two minutes. Only Master Sun has such ability!"
No wonder Master Sun wants to take care of Jiang Zao personally. She is Master Sun, and she also has to take care of Jiang Zao!
The sporadic applause turned into warm applause, and the workers applauded one after another.
"Okay, that's awesome!"
"Master Sun has been working in our factory for over 20 years and never got too close to the female employees. He's been humiliated by Wang Meili."
"Wang Meili apologizes!"
"Wang Meili apologizes to Master Sun, Section Chief Zhang, and Jiang Zao!"
"Apologize, apologize!"
The workers go to work in an orderly manner in the factory. The pastry class, as the production line, is usually very quiet, with only the sounds of machines running, the buzzing of ovens, and everyone kneading dough.
It has never been so noisy.
The monitors of other classes were very credulous and came to inquire about the matter. After learning the whole story, the news of the bet between Jiang Zao and Wang Meili spread.
The news that a temporary worker in the pastry class made ten 80-gram dough balls in two minutes spread like wildfire!
It was ten minutes later that the news reached Section Chief Zhang. Zhang Jisheng, holding an enamel teacup with the words 'Serving the Factory' written on it, blew away the foam on it and looked up in surprise: "What? The competition is over? Jiang Zao pinched off ten pills of exactly the same weight in two minutes!"
The person who reported the news: "Yes, everyone in the pastry class saw it, and it was spread like wildfire. Oh... it's a pity I didn't see it!"
"They said that the bet before Jiang Zao's competition was that she would win, and that Wang Meili would apologize to you and Master Sun! If she lost, she would be kicked out of the factory immediately."
"The 80-gram dough was decided by Wang Meili's aunt, Qin Xuehua, the pastry chef's supervisor."
"Jiang Zao won beautifully!"
Wang Meili's false accusation troubled Zhang Jisheng for a long time. He even had blisters at the corners of his mouth due to inflammation, and he dreamed at night that his reputation was ruined.
Just this morning, he made a large cup of chrysanthemum tea that his wife had dried. It tasted very bitter. When he heard that Jiang Zao had won and the bet was Wang Meili's apology, the heavy stone in Zhang Jisheng's heart was instantly removed, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He put down the enamel pot, stood up and walked out.
"Hahaha... Jiang Zao is great, but Wang Meili is not. She relies on her father being a chef and looks down on others. She underestimates the enemy."
"Let's go, I'll join in the fun."
Wang Meili wants to apologize to him, so he can’t be absent!
Zhang Jisheng rushed into the pastry class and was still clamoring for Wang Meili to apologize.
Wang Meili stared at the dough that Jiang Zao had pinched out, as if she had lost her soul. She kept repeating in her mouth: "How is it possible... How could it be..."
"Jiang Zao hasn't even eaten a few pieces of bad ones, how could she possibly make the dough so accurately!"
Jiang Zao performed exceptionally well, even better than Sun Ligen had expected. He snorted coldly, "Just because you're not a genius doesn't mean there aren't geniuses in this world. Jiang Zao is a genius in terms of touch."
He is much better than him. He just became an apprentice and learned how to make pastries, but he is not as good as Jiang Zao.
Jiang Zao's eyes were sharp: "Wang Meili apologizes to Master Sun and Section Chief Zhang."
She will not pity the person who casually makes a fuss about someone's reputation.
You reap what you sow, and she must be responsible for what she says.
Wang Meili met Jiang Zao's gaze, and Jiang Zao's expression was clearly cold. She was almost burned: "No... I am Wang Meili, the daughter of Wang Shuangquan. Why should I apologize to you in front of so many people?"
"You're already a winner, why are you celebrating by stepping on my pride?"
Jiang Shan was also shocked by Jiang Zao's actions and couldn't recover for a long time. After hearing Wang Meili's words, she stood beside Wang Meili and spoke for her: "It's pitiful that Meili lost. Why are you still so aggressive?"
There was a coldness in Jiang Zao's eyes and eyebrows, and his eyes revealed sarcasm.
"Wang Meili and I took the exam together, competing in public, but she judged me for having an affair just because I was young and studying. She casually spread a rumor, and if I don't explain, will my reputation be ruined in the future?"
"And Section Chief Zhang and Master Sun, they're both veterans of the factory and have made countless contributions to it. But because of me, they've been implicated. At best, they've lost their jobs and been cursed, and at worst, their families have been destroyed!"
"If this matter gets out to my partner's family, can I still save my marriage?"
"She's pitiful? Who can pity us? Asking her to say something wrong seems to be an injustice to her. When she is making things difficult for others, how can she not see the injustice they suffer?"
Jiang Zao's voice was cold, his words were clear, and every word was precious: "And you, my cousin, you want to kill me. You have been wanting to go against me since you were born."
"I deserve it when others bully me. I'm bullying when I seek justice for myself. What have I done to make you hate me so much?"
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