So it was a dinner invitation for Chen Jun!
Yan Bugui thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's more lively with more people. I have a bottle of good wine at home. Would you like to try some?"
If Sha Zhu can be promoted to a level seven cook, then it means that Yan Jiecheng will also have the opportunity to be promoted to a level seven cook in the future.
And all of this depends on Chen Jun.
So the shrewd Yan Bugui wanted to take advantage of Sha Zhu's dinner party to talk to Chen Jun about Yan Jiecheng and ask Chen Jun to take good care of Yan Jiecheng.
But Sha Zhu shook his head without even thinking: "Third Uncle, that won't do."
"Why not?" Yan Bugui was taken aback, not expecting Sha Zhu to refuse so decisively.
That shouldn't be happening!
Although Sha Zhu is a bit stubborn and impulsive, he's not stingy when it comes to food and drink.
Is it really a bad thing to bring a bottle of wine to a meal and ask for a free meal?
"You have class later, so you can't drink," Sha Zhu explained.
Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui slapped his forehead; today really was his day to teach.
It's all because of Liu Haizhong's insistence on making him a teacher in a literacy class, and he has to teach three classes a week.
"It's alright, I'll just watch you drink. You just got promoted to level seven cook, I'll celebrate with you," Yan Bugui continued.
Sha Zhu nodded immediately upon hearing this: "Alright, then please come over later, Uncle San. Chen Jun passed the Level 2 cook assessment today, let's celebrate for him."
"By the way, you can't take the water-diluted swill; drinking that stuff will give you a headache."
Diluting water and spreading it out is Yan Bugui's signature move; whether it's Sha Zhu, Xu Damao, Liu Haizhong, or Yi Zhonghai, they've all suffered losses because of it.
I didn't feel anything while I was drinking it, but the next morning my head was throbbing so badly it felt like it was going to split open.
What?
Yan Bugui stiffened, and asked incredulously, "Chen Jun is already a level two cook?"
"Yes, we went to the assessment together."
"Oh my, then we have to have something good to drink today. I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy a bottle of Tongzhou Laojiao. We won't drink cheap liquor anymore," Yan Bugui said excitedly.
A second-level cook!
If Chen Jun wanted to, he could even be in charge of state banquets.
Moreover, Chen Jun is still so young; becoming a first-class cook is only a matter of time.
No, we must get Chen Jun drunk before we can ask him to teach Yan Jiecheng.
If conditions allowed, Yan Bugui even wanted Yan Jiecheng to become Chen Jun's apprentice. Although the seniority would become a bit messy, none of that mattered. At worst, they could address each other differently. He would call Chen Jun "brother," and Chen Jun would call him "third uncle."
The news of Chen Jun's promotion to second-level cook spread throughout the compound the next day.
"Hey, have you heard? Chen Jun from the backyard is now a second-level cook. That's amazing."
"Really? I heard that even a second-level cook can cook for higher-ups. Is Chen Jun really that capable?"
"Of course it's true. Chen Jun was already a level three cook before. Yesterday, Sha Zhu went to take the assessment with him. I heard Sha Zhu say it himself."
"Goodness, he's only twenty years old this year. What will happen if he trains for a few more years?"
“It’s not just Chen Jun, Sha Zhu was also promoted to a level seven cook yesterday. He Daqing was only level eight back then. Now his son is actually better than his father.”
"I heard that Sha Zhu got a 10 yuan raise, which means he can earn an extra 120 yuan a year. Wow, the canteen is such a great place."
"That's right. Yesterday, Uncle San went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a bottle of good wine in order to join in the fun. I heard it cost three yuan."
"Three yuan is nothing. If Yan Jiecheng can learn the craft from Chen Jun, even a bottle of wine costing thirty-one yuan would be worth it."
Qin Huairu, who was washing clothes by the pool, felt a little uncomfortable when she heard the older women talking.
What exactly happened?!
The Jia family was clearly the best off back then, while the Chen and He families were far inferior, especially the Chen family, where Wang Xia was bedridden and the whole family almost starved to death.
But in just over two years, Chen Jun actually became a second-level cook.
This is level two! If Chen Jun wanted, he could easily switch to a better position and his salary could rise to several hundred yuan per month in no time.
The Jia family is currently only able to make ends meet by selling workstations, and Qin Huairu has not yet figured out how they will survive in two years.
"Qin Huairu, take these pants and wash them." Jia Dongxu's voice came from inside the room.
Qin Huairu frowned upon hearing this, counted the pants in the basin, and replied with a puzzled look, "Nothing's missing, I just took them all out."
"It just got dirty."
have to!
Qin Huairu immediately understood what was going on, sighed deeply, and reluctantly went back into the house.
Other people's husbands get promoted and receive raises, while my husband just does nothing but pull down his pants.
On the other side, the steel rolling mill.
As lunchtime approached, Director Yang mysteriously called Chen Jun out of the canteen, and then, under the pretext of inviting Chen Jun to dinner, took him out of the steel rolling mill.
Chen Jun knew there was something fishy about the unexpected invitation to dinner.
Just like the last time Director Yang invited him to dinner, he turned around and took him to a restaurant owned by his own cousin.
Although we did have a meal together, I also pointed out some things to Director Yang's cousin.
As it turned out, Chen Jun was right. This time, Director Yang took him to his nephew's small restaurant again.
"Factory Manager, just say what's on your mind. Why all the mystery? I thought you were really going to take me to Old Mo's for dinner," Chen Jun joked with Factory Manager Yang as he parked the car.
"Wow, Lao Mo, you really have a bold idea." Factory Director Yang smiled. "I'm here to discuss something with you, and then I'll treat you to a meal. Don't worry, it's a good thing."
Once the two entered the restaurant, Chen Jun immediately spotted Yang Jingwen, the young man with a thick beard.
"Second Uncle, Master Chen."
Yang Jingwen warmly arranged for the two to sit down, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, he went into the kitchen to get busy.
Chen Jun looked around the small restaurant and found that it was tidied up better than when he last came. There was also a young girl working there, who, judging from her appearance, was probably in charge of taking orders and clearing away dishes.
Before long, Yang Jingwen brought out four dishes.
Under the expectant gazes of Yang Jingwen and Factory Director Yang, Chen Jun picked up his chopsticks, tasted the food, and then gave specific suggestions for improvement.
"Remember this well. Chen Jun is now a Level 2 cook. Where else can you find such a learning opportunity?"
"Hey, Second Uncle, don't worry, I remember everything."
Yang Jingwen quickly wrote down everything Chen Jun had said, then cheerfully told the young girl to fetch a bottle of good wine.
Chen Jun glanced at it, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.
Good heavens!
Moutai!!
With a few pointers, there's no need to go to such a nice bar.
The fact that Director Yang brought me to my nephew's restaurant for a meal is probably not just about giving me cooking tips; there must be something else going on.
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