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

Chapter 132 Entertaining County Leaders

Su Qingfeng looked at the bloodstone and fell into silence for a moment.

The co-author here is really a pauper, he is the only one, right?

He sighed helplessly and put away the jade pendant and bloodstone.

Li Jing was at the side, picking at the gap between his teeth with a bamboo stick, and his eyes were a little hot: "If you feel that the thing is too hot to hold, then I will help you."

Su Qingfeng said one word calmly: "Get out."

"Tch. Fake brothers."

Su Qingfeng also laughed, "When did we really live together? Pay attention to our relationship - fair-weather friends."

Even Li Jing couldn't help but laugh now.

He nodded, "You are really right."

……

The days passed bit by bit.

Su Qingfeng looked at her family's house, starting from the foundation and gradually moving upwards, using red bricks to build a spacious and clean bungalow.

Among the three rooms in the Su family, the design of the fire wall has attracted a lot of attention from the villagers.

There are also many jealous people among them, who secretly say that Su Siwei's family is poor and elegant.

Which family spends winter without living on the kang?

But his family was different. They had to build a fire wall, which made them look more valuable.

You know, both sides of the fire wall are made of red bricks, which are filled with money and tickets.

Not to mention the money, Su Qingfeng and Su Siwei asked many friends to help them get the ticket together.

But after they had a rough experience of the benefits brought by the fire wall, the rumor took another turn.

It is said that the third room of the Su family is smart and can think of someone who built the fire wall, but it is said that they have no idea. They are afraid that after the construction of these houses, the family's savings will shrink a lot.

Not to mention that Su Qingfeng can still be regarded as a young man now, and he has not even married a wife. I am afraid that it will be another expense by then, and I don't know whether he can afford a third house.

When the time comes, I run back home and ask my second elder to help solve the problem.

However, most of the people who say this are out of jealousy and malicious speculation.

But in this way, it is also good for Su Siwei and his son.

That is, obviously, the family does not have much money.

The attention of the village was much less on them.

……

With a reliable father guarding the rear, Su Qingfeng felt more motivated to work. He studied cooking diligently at night and practiced it diligently during the day.

this day.

Su Qingfeng came early, holding a white radish in his hand. He took a knife and carved the white radish into a budding flower.

Although this was not the first time he saw Su Qingfeng do this, Lin Mingliang still sighed.

He looked at the crooked carvings in his hands and felt like crying: "Master Su, how did you do it? I have been a vegetable cutter for so many years, and my knife skills are not as good as yours. You don't know how. You started practicing knife skills right from your mother's womb, right?"

Su Qingfeng smiled and patted Lin Mingliang's shoulder, "It's just carving for fun. When we cook, we also have to look at the heat and seasoning. No matter how good the knife skills are, few people will pay attention here. It doesn't matter. ,Do not worry."

The words say so.

But Lin Mingliang couldn't help but feel a little envious.

If he had learned this knife skill, he would more or less run up to Li Gen, carve a hundred and eighty flowers, and blind Li Gen's eyes.

It also helps him know that his talent is not that bad.

It's a pity... Lin Mingliang can't do it.

I was thinking about Li Gen, but Li Gen actually came.

Lin Mingliang was suddenly startled. He stuffed all the carved waste products at the bottom of the pile of ingredients. He planned to cut them into shreds when cooking later, which would be considered as waste.

He looked at Li Gen, the images in his memory came back again, and he felt his head hurt from being hit.

I saw him subconsciously showing a flattering look, "Master, what happened to alarm you?"

Li Gen didn't like to see him look like a loser. This kid didn't look like a master even though he was the second cook.

Su Qingfeng noticed something else.

When Li Gen walked in, he was holding two big bags in his hands due to his strength.

The bag was dragged on the ground, and you could vaguely feel that there were living things flapping inside, and there was quite a lot of movement.

Su Qingfeng had a rough guess in his mind.

I'm afraid this is a wild thing that Li Gen took back.

but……

Su Qingfeng frowned and thought for a moment.

We just collected a batch of wild animals not long ago, so why did another batch come today?
Li Gen walked into the kitchen with a slightly solemn expression.

Lin Mingliang was a little scared, thinking that he had caused something else.

After all, Li Gen had the same expression when he did something wrong before.

But what he didn't expect was that Li Gen actually broke a big news.

"Today at noon, some county leaders came to inspect the steel plant. They should come to our state-owned hotel for dinner at noon. I stopped by and picked up some ingredients. You two have a good job."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Mingliang again, a little worried: "You are not good at it, so don't cook big dishes. When cooking other dishes, ask Qingfeng more. He is not older than you, but he knows a lot more than you. .”

If this was said to others, even if they had a smile on their faces, they would probably feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts.

These days, it's not a good feeling to be beaten to death on the beach by a back wave.

But either Li Gen and Lin Mingliang are masters and apprentices.

They both have the same temper.

One intestine leads to the end, and you can say whatever you want.

Li Gen said that Lin Mingliang was not good at cooking. Lin Mingliang thought about it and said, oh, the master is right.

Li Gen asked Lin Mingliang to learn from Su Qingfeng. Lin Mingliang thought that Su Qingfeng was capable, so he was the big Zao, and he was the second Zao, so he had to learn from him.

As for other thoughts, he had no more thoughts.

Seeing them like this, Su Qingfeng felt quite comfortable.

He didn't do ink, so he squatted on the ground and started looking at the ingredients. The moving wild animal was a pheasant, and the rest looked like pork belly, sauerkraut, white noodles, hazelnut mushrooms, potatoes, and even sweet potatoes.

Su Qingfeng counted the amount of ingredients, and based on the number of people Li Gen told him, he finally decided on six dishes.The staple food is fried steamed buns and dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut and pork. The vegetables are fried eggplant boxes and mashed potatoes. As for the hard dishes, naturally it is Su Qingfeng’s long-awaited braised pork, and... the clichéd chicken stewed with mushrooms.

Su Qingfeng thought for a moment and looked at Lin Mingliang: "Old Lin, can you make chicken stewed with mushrooms?"

To be honest, Lin Mingliang is really good at this dish, and his skills are not bad, but compared to Su Qingfeng, it is still a little inferior.

He really didn't expect that Su Qingfeng would give him the responsibility of a tough dish.

This made him both frightened and excited.

But on the surface, he was still a little hesitant: "I...make chicken stewed with mushrooms? Is this okay?"

"Okay, why not?" Su Qingfeng sorted out the ingredients, "I have to make dumplings and two hard dishes. I can't finish them by myself. Don't worry, I'll be by your side when you make them. Watching it."

Lin Mingliang screamed, almost pounced, and hugged Su Qingfeng, as if grasping a life-saving straw, shouting: "Qingfeng, you are my true buddy!"

When Su Qingfeng saw him rushing towards him, her eyelids twitched in disgust, she quickly turned around and scolded with a smile, "Get out of here. My wife hasn't hugged me yet, so don't come here!"

Lin Mingliang laughed when he mentioned his wife. He looked a little wretched and winked at Su Qingfeng, "Qingfeng, how about I ask my wife to find one for you? I'm sure you'll like it."

How could Su Qingfeng have the intention to do this now? He waved his hands angrily and said, "Go, go, go."Then I started cleaning the ingredients with a bang.

The dumplings looked troublesome, but in fact it took a little time to prepare the fillings, and it took a long time to break the meat into pieces. At this moment, Su Qingfeng suddenly missed the meat grinder.

But when the fillings are ready, the speed of making dumplings will increase immediately.

Before long, the bulging dumplings were sitting in rows on the table.

Su Qingfeng first prepared the braised pork, and when the braised pork began to simmer and simmer, he calmly prepared the mashed potatoes.

To make this dish delicious, you actually need a lot of seasonings.

Otherwise, it's just mashed potatoes mixed with egg whites and egg yolks, and it has no taste at all. Others don't know what it is like, but Su Qingfeng can't eat it at all.

But now that there are eggs in the mashed potatoes, Su Qingfeng doesn't make shredded sweet potatoes.

The main reason is not that it takes a lot of effort and is too late, but that eggs are not suitable to be eaten with sweet potatoes, which can easily cause abdominal pain.

The mashed potatoes and eggs were mixed together. Su Qingfeng added a little water and boiled it for a while. Finally, he added vinegar, pepper, chili oil, and sesame oil. After stirring evenly, he put it on a plate and took it out of the pot.

Some of the condiments were not available in state-owned restaurants. Fortunately, Su Qingfeng brought a small satchel, so she could pretend to take out the condiments.

Su Qingfeng was tight on time. When the leaders of the state-owned hotel arrived, he took a look at the people inside through the small window while he was busy.

Except for Sun Gong and Factory Manager Zhao, no one knew them.

There are also a few with fair faces and eyes, who look a bit gentle but also arrogant.

Su Qingfeng thought about it and guessed that this was probably the technical consultant invited from the county.

Thinking about it, he didn't say much and continued to do his work.

Outside the kitchen.

Because all the big leaders came today, Li Gen, as the hotel manager, personally received them.

But the moment they walked in, several of the technical consultants started to make trouble.

They looked at the old tables and stools, as well as the ceiling that had fallen off, and their brows suddenly tightened.

There is a slightly younger person who came here in the name of a technical consultant, but actually came to learn and communicate.

He took one look at the environment and couldn't help but muttered: "This is far from the state-owned hotels in our county. If I had known that the state-owned hotels in the town were like this, I might as well have gone back to the cafeteria to eat. How can I eat in this place? ?”

Although his complaints were small, it was not the time to eat. Apart from the sound of cooking in the kitchen, the only sound left was his complaints.

Therefore, as soon as he said it, almost everyone heard it.

Director Zhao felt a little aggrieved, but did not say anything.

But Sun Gong had long disliked this group of people.

He himself is a technician from the provincial capital. If he really wants to show off his score, it is not the turn of a young boy from the county to show his face.

He immediately said: "If you are not used to it, don't eat it."

The young man's heart, liver, spleen and lungs hurt from being pushed.

However, this Sun Gong was quite powerful, so he couldn't say anything, so he could only hold back his breath.

Li Gen usually seemed unkind to Lin Mingliang and had a cold tone when speaking, but at this time, he still had the tact that he should have.

He saw a smile on his face and smoothed things over with a smile: "Comrade leaders, sit down, it's not easy for everyone to come here from such a long distance. Although the facilities of the state-owned hotel in our town are a bit poor."

"But the essence of a hotel is the taste of the food. Our facilities are not good, so naturally we can only focus on the taste of the food and use more snacks."

The young man found a step to go down. His temper was much lighter, but he still muttered: "Who knows whether what you said is true or false..."

Before he finished speaking, an old technical consultant next to him gave him an elbow.

Day by day, you talk more and show your ability!
The young man suddenly became wilted.

They sat at the dinner table, consciously not talking about what happened just now, not even mentioning the things in the steel factory. They deliberately made fun and talked nonsense to liven up the atmosphere.

I thought this slightly embarrassing scene would last for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the food serving speed in this state-owned restaurant is quite fast.

Almost as soon as we sat down, a plate of fried eggplant boxes and a plate of mashed potatoes were already ready and served.

Moreover, among these two dishes, the fried eggplant boxes were crispy and the mashed potatoes were steaming hot. It looked like they had not been made long in advance and had been left to cool down.

It also greatly improves the taste of the food.

These county leaders came to the town early. They argued with a group of foreigners for a long time in the steel factory, went to the machine tools, and held meetings to discuss. At this moment, their chests were pressed against their backs from hunger. They saw two dishes placed in front of them.

Everyone has long since lost their patience.

So I was just polite and started picking up vegetables and eating.

The appearance of mashed potatoes is not as good as the greasy fried eggplant box.

Therefore, the young consultant from before subconsciously picked up a piece of eggplant box.

After eating it, his brows relaxed slightly, and he thought that the state-owned restaurants in this town were not too bad, but compared with those in the county, they were still a bit behind.

Thinking of Li Gen's previous words about paying more attention to the taste of food, the young man was still a little disdainful and even wanted to laugh.

This town is only such a big place, and the level of knowledge is limited, so that's it.

Just as he was eating, he felt something was wrong.

Except for the fact that there were people holding the eggplant boxes at the beginning, why later on, no one ate the eggplant boxes, but the mediocre-looking mashed potatoes were declining at a rate visible to the naked eye?

The young man couldn't understand, but he just thought that there must be something wrong with this.

He thought for a while, then stretched out his spoon and picked up a spoonful of mashed potatoes.

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