Tian Junyu: "It's okay, Sister Zhang, let's take a look at the situation first."
Zhang Guilan glanced towards the office door and said worriedly: "We are not in our own place at all. Being in someone else's place feels like being a guest.
We have only moved here for less than a month, and Cuihua and Daqing are still able to help out in the kitchen, but I have no idea how my day will go.
The restaurant hasn't been built yet, and I have no idea what to do with us afterwards.
"Mr. Yu, I know you have a good temper and are open-minded. We should work hard in the meat processing factory and tolerate other people's scorn. After all, we have to support our family. Once our restaurant is built, we can be proud of ourselves, don't you understand?"
Tian Yujun smiled and said, "Don't worry, Sister Zhang, I know what's going on."
"I'm relieved. I'm just old now, and sometimes I can't help but want to remind you.
I will take some time these days to talk to the leaders of the meat processing plant to see how we can make arrangements.”
"Okay, thank you, Sister Zhang."
"Okay, go and get busy. Just leave your things in my office."
"Yeah, okay."
Only then did Tian Yujun go to the kitchen to busy himself.
She is still a little uncomfortable here since she just came here.
There were already three people in the meat processing factory's kitchen, and now with a few more of them, the kitchen seems a bit crowded.
Wang Daqing went back to his old job. When he had nothing to do, he would chop firewood and pour slop in the backyard.
Jiang Cuihua and Tian Yujun now do odd jobs in the kitchen.
There are dozens of workers in the meat processing factory. Although there are many people eating, the only advantage is that everyone uses their own lunch boxes, so they don’t have to clean up a lot of dishes at the end.
When Tian Yujun arrived, the people in the meat processing factory's kitchen looked at her and whispered, "She is the chef who was sent to the provincial capital for training, right?"
"It's her, that's right, our director said she's amazing, but I think she's just average.
Being a chef is a man's job. How can a woman with thin arms and legs hold a spatula or flip a spoon?"
"that is."
The two people spoke in a neither loud nor soft voice, but they were heard by Jiang Cuihua and Tian Yujun.
Jiang Cuihua's face changed after hearing this. She chopped the vegetables in her hand on the round chopping board. She opened her mouth to retort, but was stopped by Tian Jun.
Tian Yujun shook his head gently: "Cuihua, let's do our own thing."
Jiang Cuihua: "Sister-in-law, you are easily bullied because you have such a good temper. You should fight back when you should. We are not getting paid by the meat processing factory.
Besides, there are a lot of people who want to participate in the training. If you can get first place among so many people, it’s your ability.”
Tian Yujun: "Sister Zhang is right. We still have to live. Those words have no effect on me. Let's just pretend we didn't hear them."
Jiang Cuihua glared fiercely at the two embarrassed women in front of her.
Jiang Cuihua was holding her breath and her expression wasn't looking very good anyway.
Who is Tian Yujun? He is the savior of her sister-in-law.
She used to bully others out of ignorance. Now, if anyone dares to bully her benefactor out of ignorance, just try.
Jiang Cuihua muttered quietly: "Anyway, I don't want to hear them gossip about you."
Tian 㫧-kun couldn't help but smile.
The chef in the meat processing factory’s kitchen was a middle-aged chef in his forties named Zhang Kainian.
Zhang Kainian also heard the conversation between the two people. He glared at them and said, "Have you washed your vegetables?
Less talk, more action."
The two of them pushed each other and quickly sat aside to wash potatoes.
Zhang Kainian walked up to Tian Xiaojun and said, "Comrade Tian, welcome to our meat processing factory kitchen. We will work together in the future. If you have any difficulties, just tell us directly."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome. My last name is Zhang Kainian. We heard of your name before you came.
Just do what you did in your restaurant before."
"Okay, thank you, Master Zhang."
"It's okay. There are only three of us in the kitchen. The fatter one is called Du Dou Miao, and the thinner one is called Wang Xiaolan."
Tian Yujun nodded and looked at the two people who were washing vegetables, their heads were lowered.
"Okay, I understand."
Zhang Kainian nodded and said nothing more. The menu of the meat processing factory was arranged a week in advance. Tian Yujun did not take the initiative to cook anything like he did in the restaurant, but asked Zhang Kainian before doing anything.
Zhang Kainian was quite polite. He spoke whatever he knew, didn't talk much in the kitchen, and was down-to-earth in his work.
Tian 㫧jun found that working here was good in every way except that he did not have the freedom he had in the restaurant.
When they were working in the restaurant, even if they had to leave for a while due to something urgent, Zhang Guilan would not deduct their wages.
But it’s different at the meat processing factory. Zhang Guilan has someone above her, and she will be deducted one day’s salary for one day’s leave.
She worked in the meat processing factory for half a month straight. After she had finished taking the medicine she had bought in the provincial capital, Tian Jun's stomach didn't hurt as much during her period this time.
She came to the restaurant early in the morning and went to ask Zhang Guilan for leave.
Zhang Guilan asked: "Is there something wrong at home?"
"Sister Zhang, I have a minor health problem. I want to go to the Chinese medicine hospital to get some medicine and go home early."
“Okay, go ahead.
But here it’s not like before, if you take a day off I have to record it, and there are people at the meat processing plant who register it.”
"Okay, Sister Zhang, you can register as you wish."
She didn't want to embarrass Zhang Guilan.
"Okay, go ahead."
Tian Yujun said hello to the kitchen and went straight to the Chinese medicine hospital.
It was the same doctor she saw last time.
The doctor remembered Tian Yujun, mainly because she was good-looking, and also because she bought medicine to treat male infertility.
Many people come to see him for treatment every year, but few come to him for infertility.
The doctor smiled and said, "Has your husband finished taking his medicine?"
Tian Yujun said truthfully: "He didn't eat. It's not his problem, it's my problem."
"Sir, could you please feel my pulse? I want to get some medicine for myself."
The doctor paused while registering, raised his head, adjusted his reading glasses and took a closer look at Tian Yujun.
"Do you have the checklist?"
"Yes, I have it."
Tian Yujun handed him the examination form. After reading it, the doctor raised his eyes and looked at Tian Yujun again.
"Didn't you say last time that your husband had health problems?"
"That matter is a long story. This time I went to the provincial capital to check again. It was my problem."
The doctor had a complicated expression. After a dry cough, he said, "Put your wrist up. I'll take a look at it for you."
Tian Yujun slowly placed her wrists on the table. The doctor closed his eyes and felt her pulse at both wrists.
Tian Yujun didn't dare to breathe. After a while, the doctor took his hand back and said, "You are still so young. This disease is difficult to treat. There may not be much hope, but you should drink the medicine first."
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