"Hey, you..."
Hearing the beep of his phone being disconnected, Guo Xianjin lowered his head, his expression unreadable.
But one thing is for sure: he wasn't in a good mood.
After standing there for a while, he let out a long sigh, walked over to the villagers who were helping, and said:
"Chef Wang will be back later because of something. Let's speed things up and try to finish the preliminary work as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, the villagers who came to help looked at each other in bewilderment, remained silent, and simply continued with their work.
The villagers all know this.
Guo Xianjin and Chef Wang have a conflict.
The two had a big argument at the last banquet.
Originally, Guo Xianjin did not plan to use Chef Wang's team this time.
But the other cooks in the village who cooked in large pots all took on private jobs.
Only Chef Wang is available.
Should we send Chef Wang, or go to town to find another chef?
Just as Guo Xianjin was hesitating, Chef Wang took the initiative to come to his door and expressed his desire to take on the order.
This time, his attitude was very good.
Not only did they cook a large feast, but they also brought out their own foreign liquor to entertain Guo Xianjin.
This made Guo Xianjin think he had misunderstood Chef Wang, and he felt quite guilty.
But after what happened today, all he wanted to do was curse...
Right now.
Guo Xianjin regretted it immensely.
I should have called a driver from the next village or town!
But there's nothing we can do about it now.
The banquet will begin at noon today.
In such a short time, it will be difficult to find a suitable replacement for him.
Chef Wang thought so too.
He doesn't care about being late.
Anyway, the master can't do anything about him now.
Two hours later.
Chef Wang, munching on corn, slowly walked to Guo You's doorstep.
Behind them were three or four middle-aged women in their fifties or sixties, carrying fried dough sticks, steamed buns, corn and other breakfast items.
Leisurely and carefree.
In contrast, the other villagers who came to help...
Everyone is working diligently.
Some were chopping vegetables, some were washing vegetables, setting the table, etc., and they were so tired that they were covered in sweat and couldn't lift their heads.
The two present a stark contrast.
A short while later, Guo Xianjin arrived and saw Chef Wang still munching on corn, and his mind went blank.
He was speechless.
We agreed on this last night, and not only did you go back on your word, but you didn't even give me a heads-up.
If he makes prior arrangements, he can get a few more villagers to come and help in advance.
It shouldn't be that everyone is so exhausted now.
"Brother Wang, you said you'd come over at 5:30 this morning to prepare, but you didn't arrive until 8:30. And then you're having breakfast here!"
"What do you mean?" Guo Xianjin asked.
"I'm sorry to have taken on this side job."
Chef Wang, munching on corn, casually said to the group of middle-aged women behind him, "You guys go help out first, I need to talk to Supervisor Guo for a bit."
Several of the older women in his team joined the large group after finishing their breakfast.
Chef Wang continued to eat his corn leisurely, without a trace of remorse on his face.
Seeing this, Guo Xianjin breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly, "Brother Wang, can you hurry up? I'm afraid we won't have time to serve the dishes at noon."
For Guo You's 80th birthday, the Guo family prepared fifty or sixty tables, which was quite a lot of work.
What's the rush?
"I take the money and do the job, I guarantee all the dishes will be ready before noon!" Chef Wang said confidently.
Upon hearing this, Guo Xianjin knew that further discussion was pointless; ensuring the meals were served before noon so the villagers could eat with peace of mind was the most important thing.
He tapped his forehead, told Chef Wang to hurry up, and then went to attend to other matters.
A short while later.
Chef Wang finished eating the corn and returned to the group.
By this time, the villagers who came to help had almost finished chopping the side dishes, and only the stir-frying was left.
This morning, there wasn't enough manpower, so these villagers have been busy working to save time.
Some people didn't even eat breakfast.
Finish cutting vegetables.
Just when they thought they could rest for a while and catch their breath, they heard Chef Wang say:
"How dare you slack off right under my nose? Stand up right now and move all the firewood over there!"
In Qingquan Village, for weddings and funerals, a tent is usually set up in front of or in an open space near the host family's house.
They used water pipes to get water, set up makeshift stoves to cook large pot meals, and used firewood.
A birthday banquet will last for three to five days, so you need to prepare enough firewood.
Upon hearing this, one of the younger villagers objected.
"Uncle Wang, that's going too far. We've been working all along and have never slacked off."
"We sat down to rest because we had finished our work."
"Little brat, don't give me that nonsense!"
Chef Wang shouted, "You haven't even brought the firewood over yet, and you still say you've finished the work? That's ridiculous!"
The young villager was indignant upon hearing this.
You didn't do any work this morning, so why are you criticizing me?
He was about to speak when an older woman next to him stopped him.
"Okay, we'll go get it right away!"
After he finished speaking, the old woman pulled him away.
"Mom! What are you doing?" the young villager said, clearly displeased.
Anyone with eyes could see that Chef Wang was arrogant and domineering.
"Arguing with him is pointless. Let's just focus on doing our jobs well."
"He's always had a terrible temper, yet he's managed to handle weddings and funerals in the village for so many years. Do you think it's just because of his mouth?"
"But......"
"Forget it, evil people will be punished by other evil people. His hard days are yet to come!"
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