Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 122 The grievances of being subject to others

No matter how thick-skinned Qian Yuanrao was, there was nothing he could do when he encountered a Tai Chi practitioner like Su Qingfeng.

The key is not to be angry.

This guy is full of nonsense. Being able to talk endlessly for so long is considered a gift.

The second aunt's family originally planned to leave after lunch, but Zhang Limin interrupted them, and they also wanted to find out who Su Qingfeng knew and wanted to have a relationship.

In this way, I stayed until dinner and then left.

After the two aunts and two uncles left, Su Qingfeng took a drink of water.

This source of money... really talks a lot.

It is worthy of teaching Chinese.

The third day of the first month.

Su Qingfeng is going to take the initiative to visit her.

He selected a small bag of peach cakes for the elders in the village. There were too many peach cakes to eat at home, so he took advantage of this opportunity to spread some and win the favor of the villagers.

Su Qingfeng also had his own plans. Now almost everyone in the village knew that the conditions of the old Su family were good.

Especially when Su Qingfeng is around.

It's better to take the initiative to spread some wealth and not make others jealous so much.

Moreover, each family is given a little peach cake, which is thoughtful and not too eye-catching.

After all, Su Qingfeng is working this year, so it is appropriate to spend more money.

But in addition to the people in the village, Su Qingfeng was also planning to lick her face and visit a few leaders she knew.

It's not surprising that many people are polite.

It is impossible to give a big gift of money or tickets.

Su Qingfeng thought about it for a while and felt that if he wanted to give a thoughtful gift, he could only use his strengths - cooking skills, make some exquisite snacks, and give them out in a decent and practical way.

He was thinking about the leftover red beans from making sticky bean buns and the salted egg yolks pickled at home, and an idea flashed through his mind.

He can make bean paste and egg yolk cakes!
Egg yolk cake is still delicious even if it is cooled.

He could use the remaining time to prepare bean paste and egg yolk cakes, but there was a question...where could he find the oven for baking egg yolk cakes?

When Su Qingfeng asked this question, Su Siwei was also stumped.

He thought about it for a while and then said slowly, "I remember that Zhao Youliang has a kiln at home. It seems a bit like a big earth kiln. You try to bake it and see if you can make it."

The earth kiln is actually a bread kiln, which was imported from Europe back then.

Su Qingfeng couldn't help but wonder how Zhao Youliang, a native country man, could master such a skill.

Su Siwei seemed to have noticed his son's doubts, grinning with a proud smile, "Do you think Zhao Youliang knew about Dadi Kiln and could make it? It's hard to imagine?"

Su Qingfeng had a gut feeling that he was going to be a monster again.

But he still said cooperatively, "Yes."

Su Siwei burst out laughing, "Of course it's because your father is here, otherwise with that kid, I'm afraid he hasn't even heard of a earth kiln."

Su Qingfeng looked at him solemnly and asked, "Did you come up with the method of making the earth kiln?"

Just as Su Siwei was about to nod, he heard this rebellious boy suddenly say: "I don't believe it."

Su Siwei suddenly became anxious.

But at the same time, he really felt a little guilty, because this method was really not something he came up with. Professor Tang accidentally told him about it once.

He found it interesting and wanted to build one at home, but the old lady thought he was very old and was still playing in the mud with the children. In anger, she picked up a broom and smashed Su Siwei on the butt.

He smashed him until he screamed.

Later, I had no choice but to divert my composure and secretly went to the house of Zhao Youliang, with whom I had a good relationship, and built a large underground kiln.

The two of them had no talent, and could not control time and temperature well. As a result, they spent a long time building a large underground kiln, and in the end it was left idle.

If Su Qingfeng hadn't mentioned it today, Su Siwei would have even forgotten about it.

Bread kiln?
Su Qingfeng became a little interested, but he didn't rush. Instead, he sifted the flour to make a nest, and added fine sugar, lard, whole eggs, and water.

After this operation, even Su Siwei was confused.

After spending so much material, it’s a wonder it’s not delicious.

He suddenly thought of something and looked outside the house furtively.

Fortunately, the old lady is not here, otherwise they would be scolded for wasting good things.

Su Qingfeng was reluctant to scold him, so all the firepower could only be transferred to Su Siwei.

He stood aside, silently watching Su Qingfeng's operations until he stirred the sugar until it melted, then mixed in the flour, and finally kneaded it into dough.

Then there was another operation that Su Siwei seemed to understand but in the end, he only remembered one step, which was to cut the water skin and oil core into small doughs according to a certain proportion, and then wrap the water skin into the oil skin.

First, roll it flat, then roll it into strips, and finally fold it into three folds.

Su Siwei thought this was enough. He was already dazzled by looking at it, but he didn't expect that he still needed to roll it out into a round and thin puff pastry.

Finally, wrap the bean paste and salted egg in and tighten the mouth of the bag.

By the time the bean paste and egg yolk cakes are ready one by one, everything is ready except for the oven.

They were going to take this as a gift tomorrow, so the father and son didn't waste any time, and rushed to Zhao Youliang's house with the egg yolk cakes in their hands.

Before leaving, Su Siwei suddenly ran to the backyard and took away the puppy that was clinging to the ewe.

The puppy was a little panicked at first, but when he was in Su Qingfeng's arms, he seemed to have found his backbone, silently burying himself in Su Qingfeng's arms, arching back and forth, as if to determine the strength of Su Qingfeng's body. The smell is the same.

On the way to Zhao Youliang's house, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but say, "Dad, why did you bring Diandian here?"

A puppy at this age is very fragile. Although today is different from the past, it is not a poodle in the city, but a hound that travels through the forests of the Northeast and scares poachers.

But when Su Qingfeng looked at it, there was always a kind of filter, feeling that it was small and a little fragile.

When Su Siwei heard his son's question, he started to babble again, "During this period, the goat milk at home is almost not enough, so I took this little kid over and let him drink a few mouthfuls of dog milk to avoid fighting for food at home. "

have to.

This is indeed something Su Siwei can do.

The two of them were silent for the rest of the journey.

When they arrived at Zhao Youliang's house, Su Siwei knocked on the door familiarly. When Zhao Youliang opened the door, he led a group of people to the bread kiln very naturally.

As they were leaving, Zhao Youliang also learned their purpose.

He had never heard of this bean paste and egg yolk cake.

I don’t know how Su Qingfeng came up with it.

His brain is really not an ordinary one.Su Qingfeng silently missed the experience of making egg yolk cakes in her heart.

It’s not because I’m picky and want to eat my own food.

But egg yolk cakes are too expensive. Prices in the southern city of Hangzhou are already high. An egg yolk cake in a bakery even costs 12 yuan.

As a man who saves money and takes care of the family, Su Qingfeng simply got into trouble with Egg Yolk Crisp.

living comfortably without anybody's help!
Several people tried the bread kiln and tried to bake one, but of course it failed.

The skin is dark, but because of the good ingredients, there is still a food aroma amidst the burnt aroma.

Even Zhao Youliang's wife was attracted by the scent and ran out.

A burnt egg yolk cake was just divided among the three of them, and they even couldn't finish eating it.

They even hoped that Su Qingfeng would fail a few more times, so that they could help Su Qingfeng solve the failures.

Unfortunately, this wish is difficult to realize.

After all, Su Qingfeng had memories from his past life, and he also had a certain talent for food. His grasp of temperature was much more sophisticated than that of a novice.

After two failed attempts, the baked egg yolk puff pastry had a crispy skin with a golden sheen. When you bite into it, you can see the soft and glutinous red bean filling and the slightly salty egg yolk. These two flavors are perfectly combined together.

In fact, there are many ways to make egg yolk cakes. You can add a little purple sweet potato, taro puree, meat floss and the like.

But it was obvious that, at least for now, Su Qingfeng couldn't come up with these things.

The group was busy until midnight. Of course, Zhao Youliang and his wife also ate the waste.

As a result, the egg yolk puff pastry was finished, and their bellies were full of food.

When bidding farewell to Su Qingfeng, Su Qingfeng could even feel their reluctance.

All I had to do was hold up a small handkerchief, wave my hand, and shout, "Come back next time."

Another fart.

Su Qingfeng was almost exhausted.

When he got home, he probably took a shower and then lay on the bed and fell asleep.

When he woke up, he estimated the time and rushed to the town with the specially packaged egg yolk cake.

The first place I went to was the home of some colleagues in a state-owned hotel.

Li Gen has nothing to say.

He seems to be a hard-to-talk person, but he is extremely thoughtful. After taking a bite of Su Qingfeng's egg yolk cake, he first admired this kid's skill.

Not only is he good at red cases, but he is also good at white cases.

But this pastry cost a lot. After Li Gen finished eating the egg yolk cake, he groped around in the room for a while, took out thirty salted duck eggs and handed them to Su Qingfeng.

"You've made so much, I'm afraid I don't have enough salted duck eggs at home. I still have some here. Take them. Don't forget my share next time you make them."

This was so true that Su Qingfeng couldn't refuse it.

He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make it next time to you."

After leaving Li Gen's house, Su Qingfeng visited Chen Meilan and Lin Mingliang's family one after another. His egg yolk cakes both received high praise.

As for Zhang Limin's house, Su Qingfeng didn't go there for the time being.

Waiting for Zhang Limin to come back and give him another good visit.

Otherwise, his wife will be the only one in his house, and the gay man will have a bad influence if he stays at home alone with her.

After Su Qingfeng ran around and visited almost the entire town, he finally finished visiting the leaders he wanted to visit.

Next, only the director of the steel factory, Zhao Kang, was left.

But when Su Qingfeng went to the family home, he came to nothing.

I heard from Zhao Kang's wife that he is currently busy in the workshop of the factory.

Su Qingfeng was immediately in awe.

This kind of spirit of treating the factory as my home, working enthusiastically to build the motherland, and being bound to be on the front line of work, may only exist in this era.

With a feeling of admiration, Su Qingfeng strolled into the steel factory, using her famous face to stroll into the workshop where Director Zhao was.

He was afraid that he would damage some parts by being careless, so he didn't get close to various instruments and equipment, let alone machine tools and the like.

Just waiting at the door.

But there seemed to be fierce quarrels over the machine tool, occasionally mixed with a few words in foreign languages.

Relying on the English he learned in his previous life, Su Qingfeng understood the general outline except for the proper nouns.

This machine tool seems to have been purchased from abroad by the steel mill at a considerable sum of foreign exchange.

It's just that there is something wrong with the machine tool now. There are a lot of foreign experts who are accompanying it. Anyway, the meaning is that when it was delivered, there was no problem. It was the experts at your steel plant who did not have enough knowledge, so the machine tool went wrong.

It means that the money has been spent, and now the machine tool is broken and we can't fix it. Either you can repair it yourself, or you can admit defeat.

Worker Sun was standing next to Factory Director Zhao, with a very ugly expression on his face.

He had been watching the assembly process of this set of machine tools. He assembled it step by step according to the words of several foreign experts. But it happened at the end, at this moment when success was about to happen, something went wrong. Not to mention Gong Sun, even Zhao The factory director will vomit to death.

Especially when I think about it, if the problem of this machine tool is not solved like this, it will be equivalent to spending a lot of resources, and the result will be a bunch of iron lumps.

Afterwards, the steel mill had some exchanges with foreign experts. In Su Qingfeng's view, it was more about these experts showing off their power than an exchange.

Because they control technology, even a proud and arrogant person like Sun Gong can only be led by their noses.

After the conversation, even if Su Qingfeng didn't listen to the content of their conversation, just from the expressions on Zhao Kang and Sun Gong's faces, the conversation was not going smoothly.

When these foreign experts took the money and prepared to go to the Friendship Store to make a big purchase, Zhao Kang finally couldn't bear his temper.

He punched the wall, ignoring the pain in his hand bones, and was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, "Fuck grandma, these bullshit experts can't solve any problems. They still take the country's money every day and eat and drink everywhere." . If I have a wooden warehouse, it is true..."

Sun Xuenong pushed up his glasses and calmed down after hearing Zhao Kang's words.

He sneered and said, "Maybe it's not that I can't repair it, but that I'm unwilling to repair it. The price we gave is too low..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Kang punched the wall again.

Sun Xuenong pursed his lips, gave him a sigh of relief, and comforted him, "Just wait, there will be one day..."

He didn't say the next words because he had already seen Su Qingfeng.

Su Qingfeng smiled and said hello, "Worker Sun, Factory Director Zhao. Happy New Year. I thought you didn't lack anything on weekdays, so I made some pastries with my own hands. It just so happened that there was still a while before dinner, how about we Looking for a place to try my craft?"

Not to mention, I was so angry just now that I was so full that I couldn't think of eating.

Now that they had calmed down, the two of them discovered that they hadn't eaten for most of the day, and they really felt like their chests were pressed against their backs due to hunger.

Zhao Kang smiled, "Okay, let's try it!"

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