20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 25 Cultural Palace

Biaozi thought for a while, calculated in his heart, and said: "Give it four hundred and five, that Kun car is almost [-]% new, German diamond, you will have to buy a new one for this car alone. You have to give me a thousand dollars. It's fine. Huizi brought it, and I won't earn it from you."

This price is very affordable. In 90, a new permanent 28 plus cost more than 300. That German small-frame Kun car is more expensive. I don’t know if it can be thousands of dollars, but 800 yuan is indispensable, although here are all It is a second-hand car, but the tires are newly replaced. At this price, it is estimated that Biaozi is really not earning anything. Of course, whether he earns or not refers to his usual business.

Xiaowei felt a little pain in his heart, but he still took out the money and paid happily, watching Biaozi take the money and put it in his pocket.Biaozi smiled and said, "What kind of eyes do you have? Do you still want to take it back?"

Xiaowei smiled embarrassingly, and said, "I'm really reluctant, and it's the first time I spent these."

Biaozi also laughed, and said: "Indeed. You are rich. You usually buy a car that is not very good. You have to spend a lot of time with me for a hundred or ten dollars. No one prints money. A few hundred dollars is worth it." Don’t feel bad. Okay, ride away, and push over if you have something to do.”

Xiaowei thought for a while and said, "I'll get the Kun bike back first, and I'll ride it a bit later. Is it okay to just put it downstairs? Is this area safe?"

Biaozi scratched his forehead and said, "It's okay. Just lock it. I know all the cars, and no one will touch you. Don't be afraid of losing them. I'll help you find them." He pointed to the underside of the car seat, where the steel letters Typed Biao, I really can't see it unless I look carefully.

Xiaowei nodded, and reached out to pick up the small pink Kun car. This German car has an aluminum frame, which is quite light, unlike the domestic iron frame, which is heavy and heavy.

I rode the Kun car downstairs and locked it, went back to Biaozi's shop and pushed out the weight, patted the seat, looked up and down, and asked Biaozi, "How do I go to the Cultural Palace?"

Biaozi pointed to the north side and said: "Go out and walk to Fifth Avenue, turn right and keep going. There is a big sign over there, easy to find. The area is a bit messy, don't turn around, it's best not to go further north. Go on and you'll be in front of the station."

Xiaowei nodded in agreement, got on the car and walked in the direction Biaozi said. He was going to the Cultural Palace to sign up for the chef class.

The first time he rode his bike to Fengtian Road, Xiaowei was very nervous.

This is not like a county town, you can ride around the flowers, anyway, there are no cars, and there are few people.The road here is full of traffic, and there are even more pedestrians. Xiaowei is stuck on the side of the road and pedals forward carefully, sweating before he has gone far.

After more than ten minutes, I finally saw an old building like a castle from a distance. It was at the three-way intersection, facing the street on all sides. It was very obvious among the tall buildings. There were big red characters on the top and side of the building: Fengtian City Cultural Palace.

Looking back and forth at the pedestrians and cars, Xiaowei rode hard on his legs and found the main entrance after going around half a circle. He got down, locked the car, and paid ten cents to the old man who was watching the car.This area is full of bicycles. From the Cultural Palace to the road in front, there are no less than a thousand bicycles parked in the three empty dams, densely packed.

The gate of the Cultural Palace is surrounded by a glass door with a wooden frame, and the front is locked, so you have to enter from the side.This is also the standard gate style of state-owned units in this period. The side is to protect against the cold in winter, but it is usually locked like this in summer, so I don’t want to bother.

The inside of the building is pitch black, with stairs on one side against the wall, and rooms on the other three sides. Except for the gate, there is no light on all sides, and a fluorescent lamp overhead illuminates the blue and green inside of the building, making it even darker.

There is a reception room under the stairs, Xiaowei walked over, and there was an old man sitting in it.

Xiaowei tapped on the window lightly and asked, "Master, where is the chef class?"

The old man shook the newspaper in his hand, turned his head and glanced at Xiaowei through the reading glasses and said, "The second floor, the largest room."

Xiaowei thanked him and walked up the concrete stairs to the second floor. There were two open wooden doors facing him. The inside was bright and majestic, so he walked in.

The room is arranged like a large classroom, with a podium, a desk, a blackboard, and rows of desks underneath.

Four people sat behind the first row of tables, and there were five or six people standing in front of the table, three of whom were about the same age as Xiaowei, and the rest were all middle-aged, talking to the people sitting behind the table .

Xiaowei walked over and asked, "Is the chef class here?"

The thin and tall girl sitting on the far side behind the table looked up at Xiaowei and said, "Yes, for the chef class, sign up?"

Xiaowei walked over and said, "Come and see, and report if you can."

The girl smiled, raised her hand and put her hair behind her ears, and said, "What do you mean? This is a regular class. We have a certificate issued by the Labor Bureau after graduation, so we can use it anywhere. The first floor is our own hotel. Studying while practicing, where can you find this condition?"

Xiaowei picked up a profile on the table to read, and said, "How long have you studied? Are you really recommending jobs? Where can I push it?"

The girl said: "Three and a half months, learn from scratch. The head chef of our restaurant is Liu Jingxian's apprentice, Teacher Liu will also come to class, and Teacher Liu's father, who is a national master, is also the chef of Shaoyuan Restaurant. Come on. There are also teacher Liu’s brothers, apprentices, etc. Let me tell you this. Among all the chef classes in Fengtian, our teacher here is the best. After that, we have a restaurant downstairs, as well as Shaoyuan, Deer Mingchun, Jiugecheng, these big hotels can go to work as interns, what else do you want?"

Xiaowei was stunned for a moment, and said, "Can you also go to Jiuge City?"

The girl nodded and said, "It's definitely possible. The head chef of Jiugecheng is our teacher Liu's younger brother, so that's a matter of one sentence. Let me tell you, our boss and teacher Liu Jingxian have a close relationship. This business is from the generation of the grandfather, understand? Don’t say a word about Fengtian, most chefs in China have to give face, and his father is one of the few masters in our country, come on, where can I find such a good thing.”

Xiaowei flipped through the application conditions at the back with the brief introduction, and said, "There is no good thing that is so guaranteed."

The girl said: "That's for sure, you have to do the same. By then, you can't even fry a celery, so I want you to go to Gaha, am I right? If you go, you can only do odd jobs in the kitchen, so it's still useless." Let’s introduce it? Any restaurant will hire a handyman for a few hundred dollars a month, and you don’t need to come here to learn to do that.”

Xiaowei smiled and asked, "How much does it cost to sign up?"

The girl gave him a blank look, and said, "You can't see it after watching it for a long time? One thousand sixteen, three hundred for accommodation, and no matter what you eat, isn't that what it says on it? Did you do it on purpose?"

Xiaowei scratched his head and said, "Can't you get a discount? It's too expensive, and you can even buy a color TV."

The girl looked down on the table, pulled out a form, took a pen and said, "Fill out the form and pay the money. There's so much nonsense, tell you that I'm interested, don't make up my mind."

Xiaowei took the pen and picked up the watch to look at it, and said: "I also have a match, you are too thin, you can't work if you look at it, and I won't do it."

The people around laughed, and the girl gritted her teeth and reached out to thump Xiaowei's arm.

(End of this chapter)