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

Chapter 171: When did you become a consultant?

During the one-month trip to the Canton Fair, Honggang Town Food Factory made a lot of money.

It seems to be one of the biggest winners of this Canton Fair.

But even so, Song Lingzhi still couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

If their factory could be bigger, they would be able to place more orders this time.

It's a pity...there is no if.

Seeing that it was almost time to leave, Su Qingfeng began to buy Yangcheng's specialties in large and small packages.

There are the latest fabrics, ready-made clothes, and all kinds of fresh gadgets, such as hair ties, rubber bands, and some food that can be easily stored.

Su Qingfeng thought about it over and over again, and after finally making the trip south, he had to leave something with commemorative value.

So he specially found the two reporters from before, and took photos of them at the Aiqun Hotel and in front of the Haizhu Bridge, including the most famous Wuyang sculpture.

Through conversation, Su Qingfeng discovered that the so-called Five Sheep Sculpture was actually initially built in 1959, and the engineer at that time also took a photo in front of the sculpture.

This wonderful experience also gave Su Qingfeng a feeling of confusion in time and space.

Before leaving, although a group of people usually said that they missed the taste of home, but when they really had to leave, many master chefs and salesmen couldn't help but miss this prosperous place after staying in Yangcheng for a month.

When the rumbling train pulled into the station, Su Qingfeng held her breath and relied on her strength to stand on the train with a single step and a bag in each hand.

The policeman saw that he had a lot of stuff, he was not too old, he looked to be in his early twenties, and he was alone outside, so he wanted to help him.

So he greeted him enthusiastically, "Comrade, there are a lot of packages. Let me help you."

Su Qingfeng's face changed slightly, showing hesitation, "This... let's forget it."

The policeman smiled smartly, "What's this? Come on, let me help you... Damn, what is this thing? Why is it so heavy?"

The policeman used up the boss's strength, held the bag with both hands, and pulled it up with all his strength. Unexpectedly, he only raised it a short distance and reached the limit.

If he wasn't afraid of damaging Su Qingfeng's luggage, he might just loosen his grip and collapse to the ground.

At this moment, the police officer couldn't help but have a doubt in his heart. Could it be that the luggage was filled with rocks?

Otherwise, it would be so heavy that even if he tried his best, he couldn't lift the luggage.

Seeing this, Su Qingfeng quickly took the luggage.

I saw that he was a little embarrassed: "I brought a lot of things."

When the policeman saw him carrying his luggage easily, he couldn't help but feel misunderstood.

Has the world changed, or has his thinking fallen behind?
Is it really...so easy and smooth?
……

When they returned this time, Su Qingfeng and others were still in the same soft bag.

Su Qingfeng looked at the scenery passing by outside the window and felt a little regretful, "I didn't even see my breasts making miso this year."

Fang Jidong thought that Su Qingfeng was worried about not being able to eat miso, so he patted Su Qingfeng's shoulder very boldly, making Su Qingfeng's body tremble.

"It's okay, Xiao Su. Next time you come to my house, I'll treat you to the miso I made."

After saying that, Xie Baolu poked his head out from the upper bunk, and several master chefs talked enthusiastically about how to make miso.

While talking, they glanced at Song Lingzhi with disgust from time to time.

The guy was lying on the bed, counting the orders over and over again, smiling so hard that his teeth were almost exposed.

Su Qingfeng can guarantee that this guy has counted it at least seven or eight times.

He couldn't stand it anymore, "My great factory manager, I'm just sitting here thinking about it. Think about it, what reward can you give me?"

Song Lingzhi: He has met so many people, but there are not many people who can offer rewards without changing his face like Su Qingfeng...

The most important thing is that he really can't refuse.

Because based on merit alone, it is a certainty that Su Qingfeng will receive more rewards.

Otherwise, let alone Su Qingfeng, even other colleagues would find it unjustifiable.

Song Lingzhi thought of the gift in the package, raised the corners of his mouth, and said calmly, "The reward... it's a secret! I'll give it to you personally when I get back to Honggang Town."

Mysterious.

Seeing that he couldn't find any information, Su Qingfeng simply leaned on the bed. With the squeaking sound, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and then his breathing gradually became even and long.

……

Honggang Town.

Red Star Brigade.

Sujia Village.

The atmosphere in Lao Su's house seemed a bit solemn.

Several little girls who were supposed to be doing homework ran back to the room, then left the door ajar, revealing a pair of big dark eyes, peering out through the crack in the door.

The old lady looked anxious, and the old man smoked slightly faster.

"Brother Zong, didn't you say that Sanyang was coming back? Why hasn't he come back after so long?"

Zong Baoguo felt a little complicated at this time.

He didn't know that such a sudden situation would occur in a small deployment mission, and it happened to be at a special period when mother and son were about to meet.

From June to September, there is a high incidence of debris flow, and Su Sanyang happens to be in Dian Province, a high-incidence area.

Isn't this just in time?

Seeing that the old lady couldn't remember, Zong Baoguo was always worried, fearing that something unexpected would happen. Otherwise, he would be sorry for the old sister in front of him for the rest of his life.

Zong Baoguo forced out a smile, "Sanyang has a high position and a lot of things to do. There are endless things to deal with every day. I came here quickly this time, for fear that I might be delayed by something in the middle."

Although the old lady is just a rural woman, she has more than half a lifetime of life experience. She can tell whether it is a lie or the truth, whether it is perfunctory or comforting.

After listening to Zong Baoguo's words, the old lady's heart skipped a beat, and her hands hidden in her sleeves began to tremble, but she still had to keep a smile on her face:

"Sorry, brother, if you have any news, don't forget to tell us. As a mother, I haven't seen Sanyang for so many years. If I can see Sanyang with my own eyes one day, my heart will be Put it down and you can bury it safely in the loess pile."

Hearing the old lady's words, not to mention Zong Baoguo, even the guards felt uncomfortable.

If there was no hope for the old lady, maybe everything wouldn't be so bad.

But the most difficult thing in the world to accept is that it gives you hope while giving you despair.

Thinking of this, Zong Baoguo had no choice but to change the topic: "Speaking of which, Comrade Xiao Su should be back soon, right?" When talking about this, the old lady finally showed a little smile on her face, "Should be I’ll be back soon. This guy didn’t say anything on the phone, so I don’t know how the sales are going.”

Zong Baoguo followed the old lady's wishes and continued slowly: "With Comrade Xiao Su's ability, it is difficult to sell a few cans, but I believe that he will succeed if it takes no effort and hard work."

The old lady knew clearly that what Zong Baoguo said was a lie, but she finally felt better.

Next door to the Su family's old house is Deng Xiaoya's house.

Since Zong Baoguo did not avoid people when speaking, and he was a soldier, he had a loud voice. When he was sitting in the front hall and speaking, Wang Guihua happened to hear him.

Wang Guihua's heart skipped a beat and she wanted to say something, but when she saw Zong Baoguo and the guards in the room, she swallowed her words silently.

The envy, jealousy and hatred in her heart were like oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar mixed together upside down. The taste was simply indescribable.

Why does the Su family have such good luck?
First, Su Qingfeng became the chef of a state-owned hotel, and then he met a big leader and won first-class merit...

After all these things, who would dare to treat Su Qingfeng as an ordinary cook?
It's like, those who cook for ordinary people are cooks, and those who cook for national leaders are state banquet chefs.

Can the two be the same?

Wang Guihua felt unhappy and trotted away, then ran to the foot of the big tree in the village.

It is now late May or early June. At this time, Sujiacun has already started working on the ground.

During lunch, there were many men and aunts sitting under the big tree.

When these people saw Wang Guihua coming, they couldn't help but move their butts to the side.

That disgusting attitude almost made Wang Guihua's nose twist in anger.

But...her purpose today was not for this.

Then Wang Guihua picked up the rice bowl. There were a few black and hard steamed buns in it, and a pile of pickles next to it.

Wang Guihua didn't use chopsticks. She picked up the pickles with her hands, stuffed them into her mouth, then took the steamed bun and bit it down in one bite.

In the process of chewing, it also made a squeaking sound.

Very poor.

The people nearby couldn't help but frown when they saw this scene.

It is said that country people are not fastidious, but there are still very few people who are as light-hearted as Wang Guihua.

I saw her eating and speaking in a sly manner:
"Hey, tell me, is Su Qingfeng really going to Guangzhou or pretending to go to Guangzhou? Why hasn't he come back after so long? He couldn't have gone to find a place to have fun... Anyway, I don't believe it, just like him, It really sells cans.”

The captain's wife next to her knew immediately what this girl wanted to do.

But she wasn't that stupid. She knew she was making a fire, but she stupidly went up to her and acted as a gunman.

Thinking about it, she silently took another mouthful of cornmeal buns.

It's just that the captain's wife understands in her heart, but it doesn't mean that others understand in their hearts.

Cai Xiaoqin has been in a gloomy state since Ma Chenggong was eaten peanuts, and she didn't even care about the children at home.

The eldest son, Ma Ligang, was the only one who was reliable. He and his sister Ma Xiaohua were supported by themselves.

As for Cai Xiaoqin, it would be good if she doesn't hold her back.

Cai Xiaoqin complained about everything, the widow, Ma Ligang, and Su Qingfeng every day.

But how could Cai Xiaoqin not know that the power of Su Qingfeng's family in the village was almost comparable to, or even slightly surpassed by, the captain and the village party secretary.

Therefore, in normal times, she mostly avoids his influence and does not directly interfere with the affairs of the old Su family.

But...it's different today.

It's just some random talk, so it should be...no problem, right?
While picking up the cucumber shreds in the lunch box, she said nervously, "Yes, yes... If this can is so easy to sell, then it must be the can from the provincial city that sells first... We are just a small food store here. How many good goods can the factory produce?"

When the captain's wife heard this, she sneered, "Cai Xiaoqin, I won't mention that stupid bitch Wang Guihua. What? Are you stupid too? Don't forget that when Li Gang fainted from hunger, it was Su Qingfeng I cooked him a bowl of Yangchun noodles."

"As a human being, don't be too arrogant."

When Cai Xiaoqin heard this, her face turned red instantly.

She subconsciously wanted to retort, "Su Qingfeng just happened to be passing by, so he had to save him. If he doesn't save him, he will be a murderer! He will eat peanuts!"

The people around were stunned.

I feel like I have never heard such a justified statement.

They looked at Cai Xiaoqin as if this was their first time meeting her.

Cai Xiaoqin flinched for a moment, then stumbled and said, "What, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong? With Su Qingfeng's level, who doesn't know? A chef in the town can make cans that foreigners like ?”

"They haven't eaten anything good, how could they eat something like this?"

was talking.

Suddenly there was a sound of ground shaking in the distance.

From a distance, you can see the tall jeep.

The children in the village exploded instantly as if adding a piece of zeolite to the oil pan.

"Mom! It's a big car with four wheels!"

"It's a big car! There are people inside!"

When the jeep drove under the big tree, it had to slow down and move forward at a turtle speed.

First, there were too many villagers near the jeep, and it was difficult to drive forward in the turbulent area. Even if someone came down to divert the crowd, it might not be effective.

Secondly, this country road is very muddy. Even if you want to drive on, you can only move forward slowly. Otherwise, if you accidentally fall into a ditch, it will be the end of you.

At this moment, the glass window on the car door slowly rolled down, revealing a young and familiar face.

The eyes on his face are as black as paint, and his originally fair skin has gained a masculine wheat color due to the journey south. He looks more calm and reliable, with more of a mature man's air and less of a teenager. feel.

When the captain saw Su Qingfeng, he was shocked and shouted: "Qingfeng? When did you climb into the car?"

Su Qingfeng smiled, but before he could speak, the driver next to him smiled and said, "You don't know yet, right? This is a big contributor to our factory. At this Canton Fair, without Consultant Su here, we wouldn't be able to sell. So many cans.”

The villagers nearby were extremely surprised when they saw Su Qingfeng sitting in the jeep.

But they were even more shocked after hearing what the driver said.

What does it mean to not have Consultant Su?
When did Su Qingfeng become a consultant to the food factory?
Isn't he the master chef of a state-owned hotel? !
　Chapter 1

　　
　
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