"My goodness, such a thick stack, how much money must it cost!" Auntie said with some envy.
"I estimate it must be a thousand or eight hundred. Tsk tsk, just by teaching someone how to make roast duck, you can earn several years' salary for them."
"Sigh, I used to think that being a cook was a dead-end job, that it was all about serving people, but now it seems that nothing is better than being a cook."
"You can't say that. How many chefs like Chen Jun are there?"
"No need to be that powerful, someone like Sha Zhu will do."
"Yes, Sha Zhu is doing really well now. He and his wife earn over a hundred yuan a month combined."
"Of course! A tricycle costing over a hundred yuan, bought on a whim. Who knows how much money they have saved up at home."
Hearing the people around her talking like this, Qin Huairu didn't think twice and carried the still crying Banggeng back into the house.
Once upon a time, there was a simple-minded boy named Sha Zhu who followed her around, giving her money and meat to please her. It's a pity she didn't take Sha Zhu seriously back then, otherwise she could have kept him hanging on, and had someone to cover for her after Jia Dongxu cheated on her.
Look at the life Liu Lan is living now; that should have been hers!
......
The next day.
Chen Jun went to work as usual. After strolling around the cafeteria, he saw Director Song walking over happily with a duck in his arms.
"Chen Jun, could you grill this for me this morning? I'd like to bring it to your sister-in-law for lunch."
After having the roast duck made by Chen Jun yesterday, Director Song has been thinking about it ever since.
So today he got up very early and went to the market to buy a duck.
"Okay, put it in the kitchen first, I'll cook it later." Chen Jun nodded.
When Director Yang bought a roast duck yesterday, Chen Jun guessed that Director Song would definitely buy some more ducks.
It wasn't that Director Song was too greedy, but rather that his wife hadn't gotten to eat the roast duck he made.
"Okay, then you can set the time, I'll come pick it up before lunch."
Director Song didn't stand on ceremony with Chen Jun, and after placing the duck in the kitchen, he went off to get busy.
Chen Jun hadn't received any invitation to entertain guests today, so he was quite relaxed. He put the roast duck into the oven and then went back to his office to lie down.
But before he had been lying down for long, there was a rapid knocking at the door.
"Chen Jun, come out quickly, something terrible has happened."
Um?
It's Sha Zhu.
Why are you in such a hurry? Did he break the big iron pot in the kitchen?
"Come in and speak."
Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu pushed open the door and walked in, getting straight to the point: "Those Russians who used to provide technical guidance at our factory are here again, and there are even more of them this time than last time."
"Come on, come on, there's no rush."
When Chen Jun heard that it was Yuri and his men who had come to the steel mill, he breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought it was something serious!
Ever since Yuri and his crew left the steel mill, they would come over every now and then to freeload a meal, and Chen Jun had gotten used to it.
"They came without even saying hello. I went to request hospitality, but Director Wang wasn't there," Sha Zhu said.
Oh, so that's what Sha Zhu was worried about.
According to the normal procedure, the factory needs to apply to the director for hospitality, and the amount of money approved will vary depending on the level of hospitality.
But with so many people like Yuri suddenly arriving, the hospitality expenses will be considerable.
But Director Wang happened to be absent at that moment.
"Go get the factory manager's signature," Chen Jun said.
Sha Zhu shook his head again: "The factory manager isn't here either."
Ouch.
That's quite a coincidence.
But Chen Jun was still in no hurry. He sat up from the recliner, took a sip of cold water, and then said, "If I remember correctly, the factory delivered some offal today. Go find Director Song to get some large intestines, and then go get some charcoal."
"the large intestine?"
Sha Zhu was taken aback when he heard this. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "That's not a good idea. Those Russians are engineers, and they even worked in our factory. Making them eat only intestines might cause them to throw a tantrum."
He had heard people say that foreigners don't seem to like eating offal.
If you don't eat offal, how can you eat pig intestines?
"What's with the mood? Yuri and the others eat everything with gusto." Chen Jun waved his hand dismissively, gesturing for Sha Zhu to go and pull up the pig intestines.
Seeing this, Sha Zhu didn't say anything more and hurried off to get busy.
Chen Jun then went to the cafeteria to chat with Yuri and the others.
Soon, Sha Zhu returned, dragging a basin of pig intestines and howling loudly.
As soon as they got close, Yuri and the others couldn't help but cover their noses.
Good heavens!
Original flavor pork intestines!
"Chen Jun, are you sure you want to feed them this?" Sha Zhu glanced at the Russians' reactions and felt that Chen Jun was not taking them seriously at all.
This could cause serious trouble.
"Stop talking nonsense and go wash up in the kitchen."
Director Wang, who was in charge of entertainment expenses, was not here, nor was the factory manager. So, in order to comply with the regulations, they decided to bring out something cheap.
This does not constitute a violation of the rules.
have to!
Seeing that Chen Jun was so certain, Sha Zhu simply stopped caring and dragged a basin of pig intestines back to the kitchen to clean them.
"Oh my god, Brother Chen, are you going to use magic again?" Yuri stared at the pot of pig intestines, a question forming in his mind.
“That’s right, I’ll make sure you have a good meal today,” Chen Jun replied in Russian.
After chatting for a while, Chen Jun took an apron, tied it around his neck, and went to work in the kitchen.
"Bring over the cleaned pig intestines. Sha Zhu, you come over here too, and learn some techniques."
"Here we go!"
Upon hearing that the technique was available, Sha Zhu happily came over.
"Watch closely, this is how you cut pig intestines. Skim off any excess parts..." Chen Jun explained patiently as he wielded his knife.
After all that, Sha Zhu was completely stunned.
Good heavens!
With just a few swipes of the cleaver, the pig intestines were cleaned up neatly, even looking somewhat aesthetically pleasing.
With his knife skills and his ingenuity, it's no wonder Chen Jun was able to become a second-level cook.
"You've learned it, right? Now go blanch these pig intestines while I prepare some seasonings."
In no time at all, Chen Jun had finished processing the pig intestines.
Decades later, some people could even sell this stuff for over a hundred yuan per kilogram. Nowadays, pig intestines are incredibly cheap because of their strange taste and the hassle of processing them.
But cheap ingredients can be made delicious just as well if cooked the right way.
What Chen Jun was going to make was a dish that you couldn't find in ordinary restaurants.
Dry-pot braised pork intestines.
This dish is not only delicious, but also quite simple. Just blanch the pig intestines until they are 70-80% cooked, stir-fry them in a pan, and then serve them in a small pot.
After the dry pot of pork intestines was cooked, Sha Zhu picked up a piece and tasted it. His initial skepticism turned into shock and admiration.
Wow!
A simple dish of pig intestines was enough to solve the problem of entertaining guests.
"Alright, take it to them. Yuri and the others aren't picky eaters."
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