The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 436
Hearing what Hua Qing said, Lao Tan asked suspiciously: "Is he recruiting people like this?"

"You don't know Master. All the videos he posted on Kuaishou have been forwarded to our employee group in the provincial capital. Those little girls who make dumplings have wild hearts. Are you still not tempted?"

Hua Qing pointed his hand at Mulan again, and said indignantly: "There is also her, it's okay to wear a Mongolian robe and a Mongolian hat with her sister to record a video at the bottom of the mountain, and then post it. Who won't be moved by watching it, let alone the grassland It was tempting."

Old Tan seemed to understand a little bit, and said to Yang Zhijun: "You can do it, kid."

"It's not my third brother's fault. Those people came here willingly. Besides, they didn't go to other people's houses. Aren't they all Aqiao?" Yang Zhijun pretended to be a good boy.

"I'm leaving you here after training, I'm sorry to say it." Hua Qing was still resentful, but there was nothing he could do.

Lao Tan didn't care about the bickering between the two, but he became interested in the Kuaishou video they were talking about, so he asked, "What is Kuaishou?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at him like an alien.

"Is there something wrong with my question?" Seeing everyone looking at him strangely, Old Tan asked at a loss.

"No problem." Yang Zhijun laughed after finishing speaking, and then said: "Kuaishou is a short video software, which is full of short videos, and anyone can upload them.

Some are singing, some are drinking, some are funny, some are traveling, some are posting their own cooking, and there are news in it, all of which are up-to-date, faster than news broadcasts. "

"Really, why don't I know." Old Tan said.

"You're out."

"Take a look at your me, let me see what it is."

Yang Zhijun took out his mobile phone, opened Kuaishou, handed it to Lao Tan, and said, "You can find everything if you scroll up."

Lao Tan took the phone and watched a few videos, thought it was good, and asked, "Where's yours?"

Yang Zhijun directed Lao Tan to open his page, click on a video, and said, "This is mine, scroll up, there are several."

Lao Tan watched a few times, and it was indeed the same as what Huaqing said. There were videos of people eating barbecue and Mulan and Tuya wearing Mongolian costumes. suspicion of recruitment.

Lao Tan looked at it for a while and returned the phone to Yang Zhijun, saying: "This software is very good. It can post the recordings of our store, which is equivalent to free advertising."

"Then you have to register a business account, which costs money." Yang Zhijun said.

"Is it like a WeChat official account?" Old Tan asked.

"Yes, almost, that's the thing. But now not many people read the WeChat official account, they all play Kuaishou, and no longer vibrato."

"Oh, Douyin is the same as Kuaishou?"

"Well, the same."

Lao Tan handed his mobile phone to Yang Zhijun and said, "Download one, I'll go back and study it."

In [-], self-media such as Kuaishou and Douyin just became popular, as well as Weishi and Meipian.Meipian Laotan is familiar with it, and sometimes makes some small works, most of which are dishes and the like.

He really doesn't know about Kuaishou, and he doesn't blame Yang Zhijun for calling him OUT.

On December [-]st, Lao Tan's third day in Hohhot, the sky was cloudy, and in the morning there was a field of chicken paw snow that had just covered the ground. Although the sun was not out, it was quickly trampled away by people.

The Daqing Mountain in the north looks sad under the gloomy sky, like a sleeping wolf.In the village at the foot of the mountain, there are dogs barking and cooking smoke, which are in harmony with the sky and the earth.

The newly built asphalt road at the foot of the mountain leads directly from the village to the road in the city. The newly planted poplar trees on both sides of the road have lost all their leaves, standing upright like bare branches, gray and white.

Five kilometers from here to the city, Lao Tan came here when the chicken paws were snowing.

He has insisted on walking in the morning for almost a month, which means to lose weight, but it is more about exercise.

At the beginning, it was three kilometers, and after a week, it was strengthened to five kilometers.It's snowing today, and I'm so excited that I unknowingly exceeded my quota.

When the snow stopped, he started to walk back.

His body was sweating, and the heat on his head was coming out through his hat. He had already taken off his gloves and clenched them in his hands, and his steps were easy.

Some places on the meadows on both sides of the road were covered with snow, and some places were uncovered, white and yellow.Foraging house sparrows flew up from one piece of yellow and fell to another piece of yellow, in groups.

Walking past the gas station, there are auto repair department, canteen, agricultural machinery repair shop, small restaurant, small hotel and other shops on both sides of the road. with the dog.

Walking further, there are more shops on both sides. There are bungalows and two-story buildings.

In front is the vegetable market, and there are already people, and the bargaining sound of vegetable buyers and sellers can be clearly heard in the cold air.

Old Tan wanted to take a closer look, but after taking two steps, he changed his attention—there were not many people in the market, and most of the products sold were potatoes, cabbage, radishes, and miscellaneous grains pulled by tricycles, which were worthless.

Going forward, the number of people gradually increased, with buildings and streets, and entered the urban area.

Lao Tan walked into a breakfast shop selling haggis noodles. The haggis in this shop is very good and is famous far and wide. Every time Lao Tan came to Hohhot, he would come to eat a bowl.This was the peak time for breakfast, and the place was full. Lao Tan sat down at a table with only one man, and ordered a bowl of haggis noodles.

After waiting for 10 minutes, the man sitting opposite had finished eating and left, and another father and son sat down.The father and son are Mongolians, and the Mongolian Lao Tan speaks is incomprehensible. Judging by the expression on the father's face, he tells the son to eat quickly, and send him to school immediately after eating.

Lao Tan was not in a hurry, he ate slowly, watching the people in the room and the busy boss and his wife while eating, thinking that this mom-and-pop shop is doing well and making money.

Halfway through eating the noodles, the father and son on the opposite side had finished eating. Lao Tan watched the father and son walk out of the store, and unexpectedly welcomed an acquaintance in.

Wang Yanli came in, Lao Tan's junior high school classmate, who worked as a dumpling worker in Haidong restaurant.Old Tan was wondering why she came here, isn't there breakfast in the store.Then she suddenly remembered that she fell in love with a man last year, and I heard that the relationship was very good, and they were already living together.

Old Tan was just about to say hello to Wang Yanli, when a man in his fifties came in, pulled Wang Yanli and walked out.

Wang Yanli struggled back, saying, "Get out, don't drag me!"

The man didn't make a sound and continued to pull.

Everyone in the room looked at them, Wang Yanli hesitated for a moment, then followed the man out.

Old Tan thought that the man must be the one with Wang Yanli, because the two had a quarrel.At that time, I didn't think much about it and continued to eat noodles.When he was about to finish eating the noodles, he suddenly heard Wang Yanli's tearing cry from outside: "Oh my god—" followed by a man's scolding.

Old Tan's first reaction was "Why are you still fighting?" His second reaction was to put down the bowl and go out. There were a few people walking out with him, obviously out to watch the excitement.

When Lao Tan came outside, he saw Wang Yanli sitting on the ground, holding the man's thigh with her hands, and biting the man's thigh with her mouth.The man grabbed Wang Yanli's hair with one hand and pulled it back, and slapped Wang Yanli's mouth with the other, cursing, "Fuck you, fuck it!"

Wang Yanli was also ruthless, she would rather die than speak out, her hair was disheveled, her nostrils were bleeding, and her face was ferocious.

Lao Tan was furious at that time, he ran up to him and punched him, the man was beaten and staggered, the hand pulling his hair was released, and at the same time, the thigh bitten by Wang Yanli also broke free.

Before the man could react, Lao Tan punched him a second time, followed by another kick, and the man fell to the ground.

Wang Yanli got up from the ground and saw that it was Lao Tan, who stood there crying loudly.

Old Tan ignored Wang Yanli, kicked the man on the ground again, and the man howled and rolled.

At this time, two of the onlookers were regular customers of the Haidong store, who were acquainted with Lao Tan and drank wine together.He came over and asked Lao Tan: "What's the matter, Mr. Tan?"

"Damn it, hit my employee." Old Tan said angrily.

"Kick him, send him to the police station after kicking!" the two said.

(End of this chapter)