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Chapter 270 Potato Stuffed Dumplings (Subscribe)

The deputy factory director in charge of technology, Zou Dazhi, came down from the cafeteria accompanied by Director Fan.

"Deputy Director Zou..."

When the canteen workers saw the deputy factory manager, they greeted each other modestly.

Deputy Factory Director Zou may have used his brain too much, causing his hair to thin out in middle age, and he has already bald.

Wearing a black Chinese tunic suit with a pen in his jacket pocket and thick glasses, Deputy Director Zou looked like an intellectual.

"Master Li, hello!"

Deputy Factory Director Zou came straight to Li Gui.

"Deputy Director Zou looking for me?"

"Master Li, the leader sent our factory to succeed the Soviet engineer. I would like to invite you to cook a delicious meal for the Soviet engineer at noon!"

Hearing this, Li Gui frowned: "Deputy Director Zou, I don't know how to cook Western food!"

"How about sending someone to Lao Mo to buy ready-made Western food!"

(The old Moxi restaurant opened in September 54!)
Deputy Factory Manager Zou said with a smile: "Master Li, don't worry, the Soviet engineers want to taste our Chinese food. We will cook Chinese food instead of Western food!"

Hearing about eating Chinese food, Li Gui's self-confidence returned: "No problem, as long as there are ingredients, I promise to let the big brother of the Soviet Union eat to his heart's content!"

Deputy Factory Director Zou said on the spot that Li Gui can ask Director Fan for any ingredients he needs, and he can go out to buy any ingredients that the cafeteria does not have.

After Deputy Director Zou left, Li Gui rubbed his chin and pondered.

Four Soviets, Li Gui, are going to cook six dishes and one soup, plus a staple food.

Director Fan held his notebook and waited for Li Gui to order the menu.

The first thing Li Gui thought of was the Qilu-flavored Shandong cuisine: "Yipin tofu!"

There are many famous dishes in Sichuan cuisine, and Li Gui chose twice-cooked pork: "Twice-cooked pork!"

In Cantonese cuisine, there are white chicken and braised squab. Li Gui chose white chicken: "White chicken!"

The chopped pepper fish head in Hunan cuisine must be whole: "Chopped pepper fish head!"

On a cold day, come to a Northeast stew: "Northeast stew!"

How can there be no authentic roast duck: "Director Fan, let someone go to Quanjude to buy another piece of duck!"

"Let's make mutton and radish soup, six dishes and one soup, what do you think, Director Fan?"

Director Fan nodded again and again: "Master Li, just follow what you said, the ingredients are handed over to me, and I promise to put them on the chopping board for you before noon!"

Li Gui sat on a chair, smoking a cigarette and drinking tea, thinking about the staple food.

"Dad, let's make dumplings if you don't want the staple food!"

This proposal was good, so I confessed to my boss Chen Jinfeng: "Fucking mother, use your housekeeping skills to make the noodles more chewy!"

Because he was going to entertain Soviet engineers today, Li Hongjun didn't make a big pot meal but helped his father instead.

After Director Fan brought the required ingredients, the father and son started to work. The other cooks and apprentices were absent-minded when they were working. ?

Li Hongjun recalled that when he was watching the short video, he said that the Soviets liked to eat dumplings stuffed with potatoes and dipped them in cream. He didn’t have butter, but dumplings filled with mashed potatoes could still be made.

At noon, after the delicacies from all over the country were gone, dumplings began to be made, and Li Hongjun peeled potatoes and started making mashed potatoes.

Li Gui was puzzled: "Red Army, why are you making mashed potatoes?
Li Hongjun explained in a low voice: "Dad, I heard that the Soviets like to eat dumplings stuffed with mashed potatoes. After a while, wrap the dumplings filled with meat and make them another plate of dumplings filled with mashed potatoes!"

Li Gui looked at him suspiciously: "Are you sure?"

Li Hongjun said firmly: "Definitely, definitely, and definitely!"

Seeing that his son didn't want to make a joke, Li Gui murmured to himself: This foreigner's hobby is really special, can you eat dumplings stuffed with mashed potatoes?

The dumplings had not been boiled until Director Fan came to urge the staple food.

After the dumplings stuffed with mashed potatoes were taken away, Li Gui and Chen Jinfeng were very worried, for fear that their son would cause trouble.

After a while of worrying about the basic salary, the factory director and deputy factory director walked in front, followed by two men, two women and four Soviets to the cafeteria.

Li Gui and Chen Jinfeng thought they were here to question the teacher, and felt annoyed, they shouldn't have listened to Li Hongjun's words, they must have caused trouble now.

But a shocking scene appeared.

Among the four Soviets, there was a young girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, holding a potato-filled dumpling in her hand, and speaking bad Chinese.

"Ready, kiss lightly, Brother Zhe's toes are made of water?"

Li Hongjun walked up to the people and said, "Hello, I made the dumplings in your hand!"

Waiguo girl grabbed his arm excitedly: "Thank you, it's so delicious, your dumplings let me find the taste of my hometown!"

Hearing this, Li Gui and Chen Jinfeng let out a sigh of relief, it turned out to be emotional!

"As long as you like it, tell me anytime you want to eat it in the future!"

"sure!"

Afterwards, both the factory manager and the deputy factory manager patted him on the shoulder kindly, encouraged him, and expressed that they would reward him.

Director Fan is very good at being a man, so he took the opportunity to propose a treatment for Li Hongjun.

The factory director made a decision on the spot to raise Li Hongjun's salary to 41 yuan and 5 cents for a second-level worker! (Before the 60s, the level of chefs was very vague. After the 60s, the examination and grading began.)
After thanking Li Hongjun, the factory leader accompanied the Soviet engineers back to continue drinking.

After the leader left, all the people in the back kitchen looked at the Li family with envy, resisting the citric acid and saying good things.

As for the flattery, Li Hongjun accepted it without being surprised, Li Guibiao said it was not worth mentioning, but he was flattered in his heart, while Chen Jinfeng felt that he was honored.

In the afternoon, the drinking party broke up, and the factory leaders drank one by one, yelling that they could still drink, but they all admired the Soviets' drinking capacity.

"Li Hongjun, the factory manager is looking for you!"

Before leaving get off work, Director Fan specially asked him to go to the factory director's office.

"Red Army, don't talk nonsense in front of the factory manager, you know?"

On the way, Director Fan repeatedly told him.

"Director, don't worry, I won't say much!"

When he arrived at the factory manager's office, the factory manager rarely showed him a kind smile.

"Xiao Li, there is a task for you in the factory!"

"Please order from the factory manager, and make sure to complete the task!"

Regardless of his task, Li Hongjun should be the first to answer it. Even a cook and factory manager would not be able to give him any difficult tasks.

"I'm going to leave it to you to feed the Soviet engineers after they come to our factory. Our factory depends on their technology, so we must cater to them as much as possible in terms of food!"

"I can't guarantee anything else, but we are just cooks. Don't worry, the factory manager, we guarantee that the big brother of the Soviet Union will be satisfied with his food!"

"Haha... good... good... good!"

The factory manager smiled with satisfaction: "Director Fan, from now on, Xiao Li will be responsible for the meals for the Soviet engineers alone. If he lacks anything, you must provide as much as possible!"

Director Fan smiled and said: "Factory manager, don't worry, from now on, Xiao Li won't be involved in the big pot meal of the employees. He will be responsible for the Soviet engineers' three meals a day!"

The factory director finally told Li Hongjun that he could start work, and in the evening, he personally took charge of cooking a meal for the Soviet engineers alone.

Li Hongjun knew that the director of the factory wanted to test him, and if his cooking skills were not good enough, this good job would not fall on him.

　It's the last day of 2021, I wish everyone good health and fortune in 2022...
　　
　
(End of this chapter)