"There is a cold storage in the factory?" Jia Dongsheng asked in surprise.
"Of course we have cold storage. At the beginning of every month, our factory receives a batch of pork, which is allocated by the government to the steel mill. The quantity is quite large and we definitely can't use it all within a few days, so we need to freeze it."
"I see."
Afterwards, the two came to the warehouse that belonged to Canteen No. 1. Liu Ran took out the key, opened the door of the warehouse, and walked in first.
"Old Jia, these days, there's nothing good to store. Just some ordinary vegetables."
Liu Ran introduced: "Potatoes, cabbage, kohlrabi, radish, cornmeal, white flour, that's all."
"By the way, there are still a few hundred eggs here. The purchasing department just brought them back this morning."
Looking at the spacious warehouse, Jia Dongsheng asked a question: "Master Liu, do all six canteens make the same lunch every day?"
"No need for that. Anything is fine as long as the food in the warehouse is cooked. We can then order a meal ticket based on the price. But that's the finance department's business and has nothing to do with us."
"Oh, I see."
Unexpectedly, making lunch was quite free, which made Jia Dongsheng very satisfied. He looked at the things in the warehouse and asked, "What are we going to make for lunch today?"
"Three dishes, one cabbage, one potato, and one tofu."
"Are there three dishes every day at noon?"
"It depends on the situation in our warehouse. If the purchasing department is helpful and we have enough in the warehouse, we can make one more, but we must make at least three dishes."
"Okay, I understand."
Jia Dongsheng thought for a moment and said, "I'll cook at noon today. Save the tofu for me. I'll make some Mapo Tofu."
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