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

Chapter 184 Quota for the Construction Corps

All the food is finished?

The people around him were stunned for a moment, subconsciously looking away, and then noticed that among them, at some point, there was an old lady with messy hair mixed in.

The old lady was dressed very inappropriately and looked like a lonely old man wandering the street. She looked even more embarrassed in contrast to the neatly dressed people around her.

But not only did she not feel that way, but when no one was paying attention, she rushed up and hugged Su Qingfeng's hand tightly.
The woman in the cashmere bottoming jacket was a little embarrassed when she saw this. She rushed forward and opened the old lady's fingers one by one. She gritted her teeth and seemed to whisper, "Mom, please stop making trouble. Little Comrade You also have something to be busy with. Look at you, where are the new clothes I just put on you? Why didn’t you put them on? "

When the old lady heard this, she seemed to be afraid of this woman. When she heard her speak, she couldn't help but flinch.

Su Qingfeng noticed that whenever this woman spoke, the old lady shrank slightly, and couldn't help but tighten her hands on her sleeves.

He felt something was wrong, so he took another look at the woman. Unexpectedly, the woman burst into laughter, came over, and dragged the old lady out.

After doing this, Su Qingfeng became even more certain that there was something fishy going on.

It's just that since this is someone else's business, he can't mess with it.

Who knows if he leaves the old lady here this time, how she will be treated when she returns home.

But when it comes to my inner feelings... I feel a little uncomfortable after all.

Su Qingfeng saw a boy in a white shirt from a distance, holding a ball in his hand.

Even from a distance, Su Qingfeng could hear the complaints in his mouth, "Mom, why do you always let her out? It's so annoying! If my classmates knew that I have such a grandma, they would definitely laugh at me. .”

"You brat, do you know how to speak? Although she is not your biological mother, you have to be decent in general. Okay, stop pouting. I still have five yuan and a few taels of food stamps here. Do you like it? Just go buy whatever you want.”

As soon as he heard this, the boy's voice suddenly jumped up for joy, "I heard from my classmates that there is delicious food at the state-owned hotel today. Mom, I won't come back to eat!"

After saying that, he ran away quickly.

Su Qingfeng turned around and asked, "Who are these people?"

An old man grabbed the rice and chuckled, "In the courtyard next door, Mrs. Ming from the Qi family was originally a good person, but she suddenly became stupid and relied on the daughter-in-law she married later. No one in the courtyard didn't praise her. of."

"As for the boy just now, he was the son Cui Xiuer brought over when she married into the Qi family. This means that if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather. The boys they brought in later are now almost the eighth son of the Qi family. The son of Jing.”

There was another uncle next to him, who seemed to sneer at such an approach, "That's the Qi family's stupidity. He is not his own son, but he still treated him favorably, and even relegated his own son to the dirt, and gave it back to him. The later son changed his surname to the Qi family and was called Qi Anguo."

Su Qingfeng was convinced by this sexy operation.

This dad is really confused.

But he was still a little puzzled, "What about the old lady? Do the neighbors only see her wearing that kind of clothes?"

An old lady waved her hand, "Oh, it's pitiful to say the least. Minghong used to be so particular, but now she has a stupid illness and doesn't even want to wear good clothes. She would rather wear tatters every day."

"Everyone in the compound knows this. Her daughter-in-law is not so crazy. She doesn't even want to wear good clothes, just to tease others."

Su Qingfeng listened for a long time, and the doubts in his heart became even more intense.

He felt that the old lady didn't seem to be completely stupid...

While he was still thinking about it, Jiang Jin held the chessboard again and stood there, staring closely at Su Qingfeng, "Let's play a game?"

"No!" Su Qingfeng closed the lunch box in front of everyone and said leisurely, "You guys have food and food, but my lunch box is gone. I have to go to the restaurant."

Jiang Jin snorted, with an unhappy look on his face.

An old man next to him came over happily and said, "Lao Jiang, let me play a game with you."

Jiang Jin put away the chess pieces and chess box, turned around and left.

The old man pointed at him, smiled and said to the people around him, "Lao Jiang still has such a bad temper. He obviously wants to play chess with Comrade Xiao Su, but he can't do it. With this temper... I don't know who can do it. I can bear it.”

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the other side.

After Su Qingfeng washed the lunch box inside and out, she began to walk around the capital city in the 70s.

Beijing is worthy of being the capital. The people here are at least high-spirited. Occasionally, in a few alleys and yards, the sound of bicycle bells can be heard, and you can see a few young men wearing military green jackets, riding two-wheelers. The Eight Great Bars started to fly like lightning on the road.

Seeing them like this, Su Qingfeng silently cursed.

If it were placed on the bumpy road in their village, with the riding method of these boys, the buttocks might even be knocked off.

He walked to the door of the state-owned hotel and saw a large crowd of people inside. The crowd was pushing and shoving. Su Qingfeng took a breath and looked at the uppers of the shoes that had turned gray. The only thing worth celebrating was...

There were no lesbians in the crowd wearing shoes with heels.

Su Qingfeng relied on his height and far-sightedness to see clearly the scene of the argument ahead.

"Is this how your state-owned hotel prepares it? When you come to the store, there's not even meat. What a joke. Have you heard Qi Anguo's name in the compound?"

Su Qingfeng felt that the back figure and the voice were quite familiar.

But before I could think about it carefully, someone next to me started talking.

"Qi Anguo? Isn't this the man in the courtyard? These people only rely on the absence of Master Shao, so they dare to be so rampant."

"That is, who has a father and a shrewd mother who can change his son with a foreign surname to the same surname and live a more arrogant life than the boy born to his original wife?"

"But having said that, the state-owned hotel did something wrong this time. Just entertain the leaders. How can there be any reason to take away all the meat provided? Now, you can't even eat a meat bun."

"..."

During these conversations, Su Qingfeng roughly understood the context of the matter.

To be honest, the state-owned restaurant did not do this properly. What kind of leader is this? He can eat so much meat and not be afraid of death from swelling.

Su Qingfeng shook his head and turned to leave.

But there was a crackling sound, and the stools and tables were overturned.

At this time, the waiter at the state-owned hotel was completely annoyed.

"Qi Anguo, are you sick? Does your family need a piece of meat from you?! You came to a state-owned restaurant and went crazy. Aren't you afraid that the leader will blame you, and your father can't afford to offend you? And..."

The waiter knocked on the small wooden board next to him and wrote a few big words on it: "Do not beat or scold customers at will."

The little waiter with slightly freckles on his face said angrily, "Don't force me!"

Qi Anguo raised his eyebrows and smiled, stretched out half of his face, and patted the cheek wildly, "You have the ability to fight? Go ahead! What are you afraid of! You are a waiter in a state-owned hotel!"

That little waiter really didn’t dare to hit him!They dare to beat and scold the ordinary working class, but for the second generation red generation like Qi Anguo, they can only curse a few words.

If he really takes action, no matter what the outcome is, he will definitely suffer in the end.

The waiter frowned and asked the person next to him anxiously, "Isn't Chef Shao here yet?"

The man wiped the sweat from his forehead and hesitated, "It should, probably... be soon, right?"

What is this called!

The waiter held his breath and watched Qi Anguo fussing there, as if he regarded the state-owned hotel as his home.

It was lunch time, and there were a lot of people crowded in front of the state-owned hotel. Su Qingfeng was so crowded that she wanted to go out, but suddenly she felt that the surrounding area was empty, and the crowd dispersed. A tall and strong cook , carrying a knife, walked over here.

Seeing that the kitchen knife was still dripping with blood, many little girls and even strong young men in the crowd were shocked.

Su Qingfeng twitched the tip of her nose slightly and said helplessly, "That's pig blood."

In the end, he felt it was interesting. Chef Shao was killing pigs?
I saw Chef Shao wiping his kitchen knife, looking at Qi Anguo, whose face was slightly pale, and said seriously and sincerely:
"Comrade Qi, it's not that I was irresponsible and gave all the pork to the leaders who were eating today. It's that today's pork was pork that died of illness. A leader ate it and was sent to the hospital immediately."

"I'm so angry that I went to the meat factory to argue. I'm just a little late. The meat is gone today. How about I cook you two bowls of vegetarian food? It won't taste bad."

To be able to make a chef say the word "you", Qi Anguo, a young boy, is considered capable enough.

However, he has a flamboyant personality and is an unforgiving master.

Seeing Master Shao taking a step back, he pressed forward step by step.

"If we just eat vegetarian food, why should I come to a state-owned restaurant? I might as well go home and eat. In the final analysis, it is your state-owned restaurant that did something wrong, so it delayed our time to eat. Comrades, do you think this is right?"

Among the crowd, there were many idle young men from the courtyard like Qi Anguo.

Seeing Qi Anguo raising his arms and shouting, they also shouted.

"That's right! We are here to eat meat, not vegetarian dishes!"

"I want to eat meat buns!"

"Where's the roast duck? If you don't have roast duck, you'll have nothing to eat. I came to Beijing just for this bite!"

Master Shao's face turned cold. He was not afraid of Qi Anguo, who was just a dependant at best, but he was afraid that this matter would have a negative impact and harm others.

"What do you want?"

Qi Anguo smiled, "What can I do? I heard that you have... a quota to build a corps..."

It seemed like there were too many people and some of the words behind it were hard to hear.

Su Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, but his heart became excited.

The opportunity to build the Corps... This is a good opportunity. He will definitely not use it himself, but if he uses it as a favor, it will be easy to use one by one.

If you go to the Construction Corps at this time, you can get a salary of 40 to [-] yuan a month. This is much better than the days when working points were earned in the countryside and strong laborers could earn [-] cents a day.

But other people were chattering and discussing with some excitement. They all thought that the Construction Corps was a good opportunity to fight for the country and guard the border. It simply represented an opportunity of supreme glory.

Listening to the whispers around him, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but despise his own moral standards and ideological consciousness.

Sure enough, weird things are only a minority, simplicity and red are the main themes of this era.

But Su Qingfeng still suspected that this so-called quota for the construction corps was not planned for him by Qi Anguo at all.

With his virtue, will he endure hardship?

Not to mention that he has such a father, there is definitely a better way to go.

Su Qingfeng smiled and walked forward.

"Hello, Comrade Shao. I didn't expect that you are already employed in a state-owned hotel in Kyoto. You are a very busy person now. It is not easy to meet you."

Su Qingfeng stretched out a hand first and said with a smile.

Master Shao glanced at him, somewhat inexplicably.

Who is this person? Has he seen him?
Maybe I have seen it but just forgot about it!
Master Shao couldn't figure out Su Qingfeng's context for a while, so he nodded and asked, "Are you..."

"My name is Su Qingfeng, from the Black Province..."

Oh, I don’t know that much.

Shao Chunlai wanted to take back his hand.

But in the next sentence, Su Qingfeng said again, "I often hear Master Fang Jidong mention you, so I have always longed for you."

To be honest, the circle of chefs is not that big. There are only a few with names and surnames, and even fewer with ancestral skills.

Fang Jidong is one of the very few who has climbed up step by step relying on his own talent.

Shao Chunlai had also heard of Fang Jidong's name at first, but it was a pity that he was in Beijing and Fang Jidong was in Harbin, so they couldn't get together.

Seeing Su Qingfeng, the "suspected apprentice" in front of him, his face softened slightly.

"We'll talk later. I'll settle the matter here first."

the other side.

Qi Anguo looked away from Su Qingfeng, his eyes calm and unwavering, as if he were seeing a stranger.

When he saw Shao Chun coming, he smiled and said, "How about it? Master Shao, you and I have a bet. If you can make vegetarian dishes that look like meat, I will leave immediately. If not, you can give me the quota in the Construction Corps." I."

Although Shao Chunlai didn't care about the quota for the Construction Corps, sometimes people just fight for their energy.

When Shao Chunlai was working hard, you Qi Anguo didn't know you were drinking milk, but now you want to yell at him because of me.

It's just... Shao Chunlai is really not good at cooking vegetarian dishes. What he is good at are things from the old BJ style, like Beijing Eight Pieces and roast duck.

Vegetarian dishes are not as simple as they sound. In fact, compared to meat dishes, vegetarian dishes test a chef’s skills more.

However, at this moment, Su Qingfeng suddenly stood up.

"Master Shao needs someone to help him. I am a seventh-level chef, so I am qualified to help him, right?"

　After a day of rest, I feel much better.Continue to code...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)