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

Chapter 148

After Su Qingfeng washed her face, she put a towel on her shoulders.

This towel belonged to Zhang Limin. Although Su Qingfeng was a little disgusted with it, considering that he didn't use it to wipe his feet and the conditions were limited, Su Qingfeng didn't dislike it so much.

What else can you do?

Make do with it.

After strolling around for a while, Su Qingfeng's lips were almost dry.

Only then did he realize that he had come to the hospital too many times.

Even the nurses and doctors in the hospital remembered him.

When Su Qingfeng reached the door of Zong Baoguo's ward, the guard standing inside the ward noticed him before he stepped in.

He subconsciously raised a bright smile on his face, stood up straight, then pulled Su Qingfeng in and said repeatedly, "Comrade Su, I really thank you for last night."

As soon as Su Qingfeng heard this, he knew that his medicinal diet had worked. I am afraid that under the influence of "food and diet come from the same source", the effect was very good, so the guard faced him with a grateful smile.

But he still pretended to be shy and scratched the back of his head, "Thank you? What's there to be grateful for? This is what I should do. I am a chef, and making food that the people like is what I should do. matter."

"Similarly, old chief, you are also a great hero who has sacrificed for the people and left scars all over his body. What I can do for you is my honor and what I am willing to do."

This is mostly flattery.

But to say that Su Qingfeng didn't have any true feelings in it, Su Qingfeng himself didn't believe it.

When Zong Baoguo heard these words, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But what he said the most on weekdays was to scold the soldiers under his command.

But Su Qingfeng was not his soldier.

How can I say this to him?

With a slightly gentle look on his face, he walked up to Su Qingfeng and patted his shoulder, "You're fine."

The guards on the side winked wildly.

Old chief, why are you not as energetic as usual right now?

You are usually so eloquent, but while the atmosphere is so good now, you should abduct Su Qingfeng quickly!
The guards were extremely anxious, but Zong Baoguo looked relieved. Because of his adequate sleep last night, his face was rosier than yesterday.

Su Qingfeng heard him smile and say, "Are you interested in going out for a walk with me? I just came to Honggang Town yesterday and I'm not very familiar with it."

Su Qingfeng was stupid not to accept this opportunity to get close.

He nodded and first went to the canteen to buy eight steamed buns. Then Su Qingfeng, Zong Baoguo and the guards each gnawed a steamed bun in their hands and started walking on the street.

There is a lot of dust on the street, but Su Qingfeng has long been used to it.

If you don’t clean it, you won’t get sick if you eat it.

Su Qingfeng could accept it, let alone Zong Baoguo and the guards.

Zong Baoguo swallowed a steamed bun, and then gave a decent evaluation: "This steamed bun is not as delicious as yesterday's Pian'erchuan."

Su Qingfeng smiled, "Old chief, what you said is exactly the same as what my friend said yesterday. In two days, there will be a hot pot banquet at my house. Why don't you come to my house to try it? I'm the chef!"

When Zong Baoguo heard this, he grinned. He felt that this boy was very brave, because he was not afraid of himself at all.

He simply said, "Okay, you've invited me, how can I not go?"

After saying that, he looked nostalgic again, "The warm pot banquet... I haven't had it for a long time. I couldn't afford it before and couldn't live a good life. Now that the good times have come, all my old friends are gone..."

This last sentence is slightly sad.

Su Qingfeng looked forward, smiled, and said in an inexplicably confident and determined tone, "The days will always get better and better."

Zong Baoguo took a hard bite of the steamed bun, leaving a row of tooth marks.

Just at this time, they passed the food factory in Honggang Town.

He said, "Isn't it getting better and better? How could we eat canned food before? Now we can eat it. I just hope that in the future, ordinary people can also eat canned food."

"Definitely!"

After waiting, there were rows of canned yellow peaches on the supermarket shelves, but no one bought them.

Seeing that Zong Baoguo was a little sad, Su Qingfeng quickly started another topic, "Speaking of which, I also have a mission in this food factory?"

As expected, the eyes of Zong Baoguo and the guards showed curiosity.

So Su Qingfeng talked about the food factory's recent preparations to export foreign exchange.

He also expressed his idea of ​​developing canned braised pork. This description made Zong Baoguo and the guards greedy.

Zong Baoguo thought about it for a moment, "I think I heard someone say this. Is that guy Xu Zheng here too?"

When he mentioned this, he became excited, "Let's go to the food factory, you can go to research and development, and I'll talk to that guy Xu Zheng."

After saying that, he strode forward and walked to the door of the food factory.

The young man from the security department originally wanted to stop him, but after seeing the ID card shown by Zong Baoguo's security guard, he immediately stood up straight with an expression of reverence and was rejected by Zong Baoguo without even saying "chief".

It wasn't until Zong Baoguo walked away that he dared to show excitement on his face.

……

The old chief went to chat with an acquaintance.

Su Qingfeng walked to the place where he usually researched and developed.

Originally, he only came to work overtime after get off work, so when he came so early today, Fang Jidong and Xie Baolu were shocked, thinking that this guy's job was ruined.

Fortunately, after asking around, they found that no one was there, and the three of them happily began to study the secret recipe of braised pork.

Since this is Su Qingfeng's specialty, Su Qingfeng has always been the leader in the production project, with Fang Jidong and Xie Baolu assisting.

As a fourth-level chef in the provincial capital, Fang Jidong far surpasses Su Qingfeng in terms of status and status, but he can still achieve this level. Not to mention Xie Baolu, even Su Qingfeng himself admires his behavior. .

After spending so many days together, the relationship between the people who were already close to each other became closer, and the atmosphere in the group became harmonious.

On the other hand, the research and development of canned fruits has reached a stage of stagnation.

At first glance, canned fruits are easy to develop, but again, the reduction in difficulty means high homogeneity. If you want to stand out, you need a so-called secret recipe.

But let’s not talk about whether there is a secret recipe. Even if there is, there are so many people here who are willing to come up with the secret recipe?

Because of this incident, the atmosphere in the entire group is very strange now.

Liya was even more angry.

She was wearing a pair of small leather shoes. She thought it was dirty, so she stayed away, so she couldn't help but speak louder.

He saw her folding her arms and frowning, "It's all for the factory's contribution. When the food factory succeeds and exports cans, there will naturally be rewards. You are all masters, why don't you understand this? It's just a secret recipe. How much is it worth? Otherwise, you can quote a price and I’ll ask my dad to give it to you!”

Among the masters in the group, none of them are usually held in high esteem outside.

Listening to Liya, a layman, speak these days, it's already suffocating enough.

Not to mention that now they are actually talking about buying the secret recipe.

How much is a secret recipe worth?

You know, many delicious food recipes are passed down from generation to generation.After experiencing the turmoil of war, many of those secret food recipes have been lost, making them even more precious.

These are all family heirlooms, but Liya, a layman, even used such a contemptuous tone to want to buy their secret recipe!

Now, even the clay figure couldn't hold back his anger.

I saw a master chef inside, smashed the pot and spoon, and left directly, cursing as he left:

"Fuck grandma! I'm not going to do it anymore! Just make canned food, and let a young lady who doesn't know how to cook do it. Aren't you giving random orders? Are you selling secret recipes? Even if I sell the ancestral tomb, I won't be able to do it." Selling secret recipes. Fuck..."

The master left, but the curses were still heard.

When a person leaves, it's like moving dominoes.

More and more master chefs put down their pots and ladles and walked out.

In the end, only a few people were left.

Liya looked at this scene and panicked.

She was completely panicked.

But he didn't want to bow his head and admit his mistakes, so he simply blamed those who left, one or two, both of whom had no knowledge.

It's one thing to sell the secret recipe, but looking at it on the other hand, wouldn't it mean that you can also get on the boat of the director of the provincial food factory?

The commotion on Liya's side was so loud that even Su Qingfeng heard it.

Xie Baolu listened to the whole story and laughed: "Liya thought we were the employees of the food factory where she usually drank. What are craftsmen? For craftsmen like us, we rely on food. It’s not a tortuous interpersonal relationship, but a solid cooking skill.”

If you do a good job, there will be food to eat.

If you don't do a good job, then step down.

And among the masters gathered in Honggang Town now, which one does not have real skills?
Just as he was talking, he heard the sound of clattering footsteps and a series of coughs coming from the next door. It was so heartbreaking that he felt like he was about to cough up blood.

"Mom, my sister keeps coughing. Should we take her to the hospital?"

Liya looked at the huge fortune and couldn't help but think of Xu Zheng's ex-wife who died young.

Thinking of Xu Zheng's usual words and respect for his ex-wife, she felt a little resentful in her heart.

I saw her frowning, with an imperceptible impatience in her tone:

"Didn't I say that? You have to call me aunt outside, and you are not allowed to call me mother. How do you take care of your sister when you are so old? Since you have a cough, why take her out? Go home quickly, I am busy, wait until you get home Let’s talk later.”

Hu Tou had tears in his eyes because he was worried about his sister.

After hearing what Liya said, she felt angry and felt that it was her fault that made her sister sick. For a moment, she felt a little emotional, but she remembered that her father often said that she was a big boy and should learn to grow up.

So he held back his tears and walked out.

Erlu and Xiaoshou were waiting at the door.

There was an abnormal blush on Xiao Shou's cheeks, and she looked a little uncomfortable. But even so, facing the worried eyes of her two brothers, she weakly moved the corner of her mouth and raised a small smile. of arc.

Dafu and Erlu were worried, but Xu Zheng was not here at this time, and Liya didn't care. It seemed that they had no choice but to go find their aunt.

Two children, not very strong themselves, were supporting a frail little girl.

Xiao Shou only felt that his head was dizzy, and the pictures in front of him had double images, and the sight of people was blurry.

But she didn't dare to faint like this.

She was not afraid of causing trouble to Liya.

She hates this mother.

Although she is young, she can feel that Liya does not really like her. Many times, she only pretends to be like this for her father's sake.

She was just afraid that after she fainted, others would say that her father didn't take good care of her.

How could dad do this?

Dad is just a little busy. Dad said that Xiaoshou is the best Xiaoshou, and he also promised that even if there is a new mother, he will not dislike Xiaoshou.

Dad will never forget Xiaoshou...

Many people in the food factory noticed this scene.

There are many enthusiastic people in this era, but almost everyone in the factory knows these three brothers and sisters.

They are the children of Director Xu, but that is not the point. The point is that they have a stepmother - Liya.

After just a few days of looking at it, Liya is not a simple person.

So for a while, many people were hesitant about whether to step forward to help.

After helping these three children, I definitely became acquainted with Liya, a trouble-maker.

Dafu and Erlu walked slower and slower. Even if they were young, they could feel that their sister's condition was getting worse and worse.

At this time, they even feel like they have nowhere to turn to struggle after drowning.

Finally, Dafu glanced and accidentally saw Su Qingfeng's figure.

The emotions he had accumulated finally burst out.

He cried in a cry, "Brother Qingfeng, help me."

When Su Qingfeng heard the noise, his hands shook and his heart nearly jumped out of fear.

Finally, he turned his head and saw the three little carrot heads. He quickly put down what he was holding and ran towards them. He picked up Xiao Shou who was about to faint and ran towards the door.

Fang Jidong and Xie Baolu didn't miss the woman Liya at all, and they took the remaining two brothers and ran behind Su Qingfeng.

By this time, the commotion had become quite loud.

Liya heard the noise outside, which seemed to be related to her, so she walked out slowly. When she saw Xiao Shou in Su Qingfeng's hand, her expression almost changed.

Why did you become so seriously ill all of a sudden?

Could it be that these little brats are deliberately plotting against themselves?

It wasn't like this just now.

She was panicked, and her face tightened unconsciously.

In the eyes of others, they misunderstood that she had deep conflicts with her stepson and stepdaughter, and even delayed medical treatment.

Many old employees of food factories were amazed in their hearts.

It turns out that there are so many bad things going on in this big leader’s family.

Sure enough, I still have a home and everything is going well.

The house is in a mess all day long, and no matter how much money I make, my life is still miserable.

Liya looked at Su Qingfeng and held her breath, "Su Qingfeng, what do you mean? I know our old Xu is the director of the factory, and you want...but your hand is too long."

Su Qingfeng looked at her and said only one word: "Get out!"

　Eight thousand is over, see you tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)