Siheyuan I read the narration in the dark

Chapter 39 The Humble Leader
"Leaders, let me come. I used to work in Sichuan and Sichuan for many years. I love Sichuan cuisine and have done some research on Sichuan cuisine. I just want to talk to you leaders."

The person who spoke was precisely the great leader in the original book.

He missed Mr. Huang last time, but this time he heard that a group of old soldiers were coming to his steel rolling mill again. He had the cheek to come to the dinner table as a junior and host.

"The junior has the audacity to taste the first bite."

In front of everyone, the big leader scooped up a spoonful of tofu carefully with a rice spoon.

As a result, it was impossible to dig.

This dish gave the big leader an extraordinary touch, the tofu flicked hard in his spoon a few times.

"This mapo tofu is the soul dish of Sichuan cuisine. Besides being spicy, the bad side is greasy."

Unlike in the original work, where he was the first person and talked about the origins of Sichuan cuisine in a praising tone, this time the big leader kept his attitude extremely low and educated the big guys.

"Shenchu's tofu is not ordinary. You can see that it is very elastic. Ordinary tofu can't do this at all."

Shaking the tofu in his hand, he pointed to the meatballs and said, "Meatballs can be tasty, and they can't be too rotten or too old. It's a special test of the chef's skills."

Snapped!
What the leader didn't expect was the result.

As he explained, he bit down on it lightly, and the meat grains in it split in two, and each of them flew out of his mouth accidentally.

Incredibly elastic.

The big leader smiled bitterly, "Everyone, leaders, I made a fool of myself."

“I thought I had eaten Sichuan food countless times and had a lot of knowledge about Sichuan food, and I knew a lot about Mapo Tofu, but I didn’t notice it this time.”

"The elasticity of the meat is amazing, which is unimaginable. This is really not an ordinary mapo tofu."

The big leader did not lie, he really has a way of Sichuan cuisine.

After chewing a few times, he discovered the secret of magic Mapo tofu, which had an extra flavor than ordinary Mapo tofu, which was crispy.

Then, while explaining to the leader, he sincerely praised, "This dish is definitely a unique mapo tofu, an unprecedented experience."

"By the way, if you don't say it, you can't imagine that the meat is actually made of ground soybeans. No wonder it's so crispy. It's a genius idea and an amazing technique."

"It doesn't feel greasy after eating it, and it's so appetizing that you can't stop after one bite."

In the field, the big leaders who love Sichuan cuisine were more shocked by this dish than anyone else.

The more he talked, the more amazed he became, and the words of praise became more gushing.

But in front of the old Red Army, no matter how much he liked this mapo tofu, he didn't dare to monopolize it. After taking two bites, he could only stop, and then watched the old Red Army whet their appetites.

Eat all the extra spicy mapo tofu that ordinary people can't stand.

The table was full of dishes, but in the end there was still not a drop of oil or water left.

After a meal, everyone ate to their hearts' content, and Mr. Huang once again proposed the idea of ​​meeting Geng Ping'an.

Director Yang who was called looked at the group of old red soldiers on the table, and he was sweating coldly in his heart. He figured out a truth, that is, the two parties must not be allowed to meet.

As for Geng Ping'an's appearance as a brat who doesn't even have full hair, his image is completely different from that of the old seniors.

He must keep it secret, and must not let the old leaders in front of him know the truth.

Otherwise, he really couldn't think of what a large group of leaders would do in anger, especially Huang Lao, who had repeatedly praised Geng Pingan to his old partner, his face was in jeopardy.

So, Director Yang gritted his teeth and told a big lie to him.

"Old Huang, what a coincidence, Chef Geng spent too much energy and strength preparing a large table of dishes this time, and now he can't even hold the pot and spoon steadily, so I decided to let him go back to rest first. "

Factory Manager Yang explained and complained at the same time, and the consumption of evading Geng Ping'an was huge.

"Understand, understand, don't force it."

When Huang Lao and the others heard this, they really thought that Geng Ping'an was too old and had tried their best to prepare such a miraculous table of dishes.

Therefore, Mr. Huang solemnly said that the chef must take care of himself, and everyone enthusiastically took out a lot of tickets for nutritional supplements and asked Director Yang to bring them to Geng Pingan. This was their wish.

'Finally sent away a statue of Buddha! '

Seeing that he had finally dispelled the thoughts of Mr. Huang and the others, and looking at the pile of special offer tickets in his hand, Factory Manager Yang felt fear and rejoicing after a while, and his mood was complicated and difficult to describe.

How could he dare to be so foolish in the first place!

At this time, Factory Manager Yang didn't know that the Huang Laos were entertained by him and left, and the big leaders had a lot of opinions on him.

During this meal, the big leader was shocked by Geng Ping'an. He didn't know that the rolling mill under his control had such a master chef, and was deeply loved by Huang Lao and the others.

Therefore, it is understandable that Xiao Yang is unreasonable and lacks vision, but it is absolutely inexcusable that his political consciousness is too low.

"It's safe. It's done. You can report to the Security Department tomorrow."

"First of all, I will ask you to be a team leader. Don't worry, everything will be taken care of. You will definitely be the section leader later on."

After warmly sending off all the bosses, Director Yang came to Geng Ping'an's place non-stop, saying that he would be given a vacation and asked him to transfer tomorrow.

Here, Factory Manager Yang undoubtedly played tricks with Geng Pingan.

There is no rabbit and no eagle.

It wasn't until today that I entertained Mr. Huang again that I told him that the matter was done.

"Okay, then I'm off work."

Geng Ping'an didn't say much about Director Yang's heart. Anyway, it was a deal between them. Director Yang cheated him in terms of integrity, and he also didn't give his best.

Returning to the courtyard, the first person I saw was still the third aunt guarding the door.

I don't know if he knew that he couldn't get any good from Geng Ping'an, or if he resented being scolded by him loudly, the three mothers pretended that they didn't see Geng Ping'an.

Washing the vegetable roots in his hands, he neither asked nor greeted.

Geng Ping'an was naturally happy and relaxed about the third aunt's indifferent attitude.

He has to chat with grandpa and aunt every day when he goes in and out of the house. As a modern person, he really doesn't like this.

After entering the house, Geng Pingan closed the door and immediately entered the farm space.

Recently, Geng Pingan found a good place to spend time. The villa has everything you need, including a TV.

At first, Geng Ping'an didn't pay much attention to it, preferring that it was just a decoration, but it turned out that it was even more unreasonable to be a golden finger.

Obviously this is the 60s of the parallel world, and there is no internet, and he has no corresponding membership, super membership, VIPS membership, but he can find all the movies and cartoons of the 21st century in it, and even a full set of island country winter fever. It is free to watch.

Not only can he relive those classic movies in the 60s, but he can also follow dramas in real time.

(End of this chapter)