Chapter 158: Unpalatable?
Customers who had eaten the braised pork at noon couldn't help themselves in the afternoon.
After all, it was the first time they had seen meat without a ticket. But when they arrived at the restaurant, it was already full of people, and it looked like each family had one table to fill up the six round tables.
The two long tables outside were also full of people, some were drinking, and some were having a small gathering with two friends.
"Comrade Chen, do you have any more braised pork?"
A young man asked.
"No more, they're all sold out. Maybe tomorrow, but there might not be much left tomorrow."
Chen Fen said with a smile.
The tone and attitude are much better than those of ordinary waiters.
Seeing this scene, everyone finally understood why they were reluctant to leave after lunch and had to get the piece of paper in Comrade Chen's hand. It turned out that they came too late and couldn't eat anything.
Zhao Yi drank a bottle of Fenjiu, but the others didn't drink enough, so Zhang Jing went to get a bottle of Erguotou. Chen Fen also added a plate of pork skin. Someone ordered it, but Zhang Jing shook her head slightly, and Chen Fen knew that it was used to entertain the carpenter.
I smiled and told them that it was gone.
By eight o'clock, all the customers had left and the two carpenters were even slurring their words.
"Comrade Zhao, don't worry. Leave this house to us and we will definitely treat it like our own."
Zhao Yi followed the two apprentices and the two masters as they walked home.
early morning.
Steel plant.
In the workshop.
"You know, there's a restaurant opening over there in the department store."
A young man looked at everyone and said.
"Yes, I heard that the taste is not as good as the state-owned restaurant, or even worse than our No. 2 Canteen."
A woman took over the conversation.
The second canteen of the steel plant is used to entertain comrades from other places who come to study and visit the steel plant. It is also a canteen open to the public, and the cooking skills there must be good.
"I went there for dinner yesterday and wanted to go again in the afternoon, but when I went there in the evening, I couldn't order food without a reservation."
"Qiangzi, no matter how much money the self-employed people gave you, you just help to brag about it. Many directors of the steel mill have been there, and they all said that the food was not tasty."
"Yes, Qiangzi, we understand that you took some money to help promote the product, but you can't lose your conscience."
A group of workers condemned the young man named Qiangzi.
"That's because they're afraid that you'll know the truth, and if you go there, they'll have nothing to eat."
Qiangzi said with his neck stiff.
"Hurry up and eat. If you want to eat, why don't you go to the second cafeteria?"
"Yes, we have a Level 7 chef in the Second Canteen. His skills are not comparable to those of a small restaurant run by an individual business owner."
Everyone burst into laughter.
"Qiangzi, how much people have given you for helping to promote it like this."
Qiangzi's good friend came to Qiangzi, patted him on the shoulder gently and said.
"Zhu Zi, you don't believe me either?"
Qiangzi looked at his good friend with some disappointment.
"Qiangzi is not my buddy so I don't believe you, but everyone says it tastes bad and you say it tastes good, how can I believe you?"
Zhuzi didn't know whether his buddy was corrupted by money and why he was going against everyone else.
All the workshop directors said it tasted bad, but Qiangzi was the only one who said it tasted good.
"As for the taste, it's just average, but it has one advantage that's way better than the other two canteens. You don't need a ticket for fish or meat, and even for alcohol."
When Qiangzi saw everyone mocking him, he stopped refutation and whispered in his good friend's ear.
At this moment, Zhuzi understood why the workshop director and others said the food was unpalatable. If this were to be publicized, with so many people in the steel plant, tens of thousands, there would be no way a small restaurant could possibly supply the food.
Of course, the fewer people who know about it, the better.
When everyone saw Zhuzi's surprised expression, they thought that Zhuzi knew how much money Qiangzi had received for his publicity help.
After Qiangzi walked to his work station, he came to Zhuzi.
"How's that, Zhuzi? How much did Qiangzi receive from him?"
"Braised pork without a ticket."
Zhuzi uttered a few words.
"What the hell?"
"The restaurant over there doesn't charge a ticket, you can eat braised pork for money."
Zhuzi whispered.
Now everyone in the workshop was a little uneasy. That was meat, nutritious food that people could eat no matter how bad it tasted. No wonder they said it tasted bad. They were just afraid that they would know the truth.
noon.
Zhao Yi watched several carpenters working on the foundation of the wooden house. By this time, Zhao Yi had already finished get off work.
But I heard hurried footsteps on the street. I thought something big had happened, so I turned around and saw a group of workers rushing towards this side in a hurry.
Many people ran until they were sweating, fearing that they would fall behind others.
I ran into the restaurant as soon as possible and then a long queue started forming.
"I'm sorry, comrades. The first 20 comrades in line have some. The rest of you don't have to queue up. There's not enough braised pork."
Chen Fen came out and shouted.
"Fish is fine too."
Everyone said hurriedly.
"There are only three fish left."
Chen Fen said embarrassedly.
The workers who were running slower suddenly complained, blaming themselves for not sprinting at full speed at the beginning. They must sprint at full speed tomorrow at noon and not fall behind.
They did not leave just because Chen Fen said it was sold out. Instead, after seeing their co-workers actually got the braised pork, they went to the state-owned restaurant across the street and bought some steamed buns.
"Hey, what's our relationship? Let me have a taste. If I come first tomorrow, I'll give you some too."
Everyone started to smile like this towards co-workers with whom they had a good relationship.
"Comrade Chen, you clearly still have three bowls of braised pork here, why don't you sell it to us? We paid for it, too."
A worker said when he saw there was still braised pork in the steamer.
"This is someone else's reservation. Look, the owner is here."
Chen Fen explained with a smile.
Sure enough, when the worker turned around, he saw the director of his workshop, and immediately looked at him helplessly.
The director was also a little embarrassed.
"Director Wang, didn't you say that the food in this restaurant tastes terrible? If it tastes terrible, I'll help you finish it."
The worker who didn't buy the braised pork said with a strange expression.
"Hey, how can I trouble you with such a dilemma? I can just embarrass myself."
The director waved his hand quickly and said.
"Didn't you say it tasted terrible? Why did you make a reservation?"
"I'm not lying. It's indeed not as good as our Second Canteen."
“Why don’t you say you don’t want a ticket?”
"You didn't ask me."
Such a strange scene occurred in the restaurant: one customer answered while eating braised pork, while another customer looked at the other customer viciously.
He kept swallowing while speaking.
"I'll give you two dollars as compensation."
"That's more like it."
Suddenly the two smiled at each other.
"I'll share it with you tomorrow if I buy it."
"I don't need to make a long-term reservation. I've paid a month's deposit. I can take the leftovers home for my children."
After hearing this, the two started a new round of confrontation.
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