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

Chapter 22
The noodles are chewy and elastic, and it looks like they were rolled by an experienced chef by hand.

The man didn't say anything, but he unconsciously sucked the noodles much faster.

While I was eating, the door suddenly became busy and there was a lot of noise.

"Brother Qianjin, I think you are the deputy director of the propaganda department of the steel mill this time."

"Yes, Brother Qianjin is a high school student, his family is in good condition, and his abilities are outstanding. If even Brother Qianjin can't be the deputy director, who else can be?"

This group of people were chattering around, surrounded by a greasy-headed man, and their words were full of flattery.

Many diners felt the noise at first and couldn't help but look back.

But when they saw the oily man, their expressions changed slightly, and they all turned their heads, pretending that nothing happened.

There are only a few factories in the town, people come and go, and the news is almost transparent.

This greasy-headed man looks like a human, but his reputation is not very good. He especially likes to have affairs with some young girls.

It's just that He Qianjin has a family background, and he has been using the name of his partner as a consensual partner. After so long, he has been able to get along like a fish in water.

Except... he was frustrated at Su Qingfeng's place.

When he thought of this, the smile on He Qianjin's lips faded.

I don't know what kind of benefits Su Qingfeng promised Li Gen, but he was not made difficult by Li Gen, and even got the second kitchen position of the state-owned hotel.

Recently, he has become famous among a group of diners by virtue of his own skills. They all say that the new master chef in the state-owned restaurant has real skills.

If he really continues to do this, wouldn't it be just around the corner to become a temporary worker?

Li Gen is a waste!

Why can Su Qingfeng, the culprit, live a prosperous life?

But these days, he has been pressed for marriage by the Deng family every day, which makes him very anxious.

No such reason!
Fortunately, he had people on hand.

Li Gen couldn't cure Su Qingfeng, so what about the hotel's top leader - the hotel manager?

With this thought, He Qianjin found a place to sit down and winked at the person next to him.

The man's smile froze, and then he said: "Brother Qianjin, please sit down first while I go to order."

After saying that, he walked towards the window.

But he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Damn it, how can you pretend to be a rich man if you don’t have money?
This old boy almost became the deputy director, but he ended up having to pay for food stamps.

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If there wasn't an uncle who was a cadre in the town, who would be willing to talk to him!

After a while, the man brought several bowls of noodles and a pot of braised short ribs.

He introduced with a smile: "Brother Qianjin, these noodles are made by the new master chef of the state-owned restaurant. If you haven't been here recently, I'm afraid you don't know. This master chef does have two brushes, and some dishes are better than Master Li's." It must be delicious.”

After saying that, he took credit slightly and said: "I just asked specifically, and all the diners who had eaten noodles agreed, so I bought five bowls of noodles. If I hadn't made a quick move, I'm afraid they would have been sold out long ago. …”

As he spoke, he felt something was wrong.

Why is He Jinjin's face getting more and more ugly?
Did he say something wrong again?

He Qianjin grimaced, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of noodles.

It tastes really good.

But on the surface, he put down his chopsticks and said, "What kind of noodles are these? They taste terrible! Are they food for humans?"

The friend who was originally sniffing the noodles was immediately confused.

Could it be that Brother Qianjin has lost his mind?
Isn’t this bowl of noodles delicious?

Then what they usually eat is not pig food?
They looked at each other, and an idea came to their minds.

I'm afraid it's not that the noodles are not delicious, but that Brother Qianjin doesn't like the new chef.

After all, this kind of thing doesn't happen once or twice.Although they felt a little regretful in their hearts, they were afraid that they would not be able to eat the dishes cooked by this chef in the future.

But a group of people still stood up one after another, shouting and cursing:

"This noodle is so lumpy. Is it still food for people to eat?"

"This soup is so salty after just one sip. How did the master cook make it?"

"What kind of master chef? I heard that the cook is only 19 years old. Which master chef would be so young? Couldn't it be because of connections..."

Before he finished speaking, the person who spoke was pinched severely by He Qianjin.

He was still a little confused. He turned around and wanted to teach the daring man a lesson, but he saw He Qianjin glare at him fiercely.

They were asked to pour dirty water on Su Qingfeng, but they were not asked to pull him down as well.

This is a group of guys who don't succeed enough but fail more than they should.

He Qianjin's group of people were so aggressive that some diners nearby couldn't stand it and persuaded him kindly:
"Little brother, we all know whether this noodles is delicious or not. Besides, the noodles are cooked in one pot after another. It's impossible for the master chef to target you alone. What's the benefit of this?"

"That's right, I've eaten it so many times, and I can't say enough about the craftsmanship of this master. Brother, if you really think the noodles are not delicious, then bring them over and let us all try them. After all, the big boss said, People's eyes are sharp."

"Yeah, you said it alone, it doesn't count!"

He Qianjin and the others were a little stunned.

Just a new cook, so many people defend him?
Seeing that someone really wanted to come over and try their bowl of noodles, He Qianjin simply stopped and swept all the noodles on the table to the ground with a wave of his hand.

At this moment, the sound of clanging and clanging filled the state-owned hotel.

Soup and water spilled all over the floor, and the bowls and chopsticks were scattered one after another.

The crowd was silent for a few seconds.

Then a silent anger filled everyone's hearts.

How precious is food these days?

Not to mention the farmers in the countryside, even the seemingly prosperous workers have to rely on food stamps every month to live a tight life.

Even a five-year-old child knows how precious food is.

What He Qianjin and others did was almost outrageous.

The huge movement here also attracted the attention of the chef.

Lin Mingliang glanced at the window for a few times, then furtively retracted his head and glanced at Li Gen, "It seems that He Qin has come in."

Su Qingfeng's hand movement paused, and then he heard the movement outside without any trace.

Dining hall.

The few bastards around He Qianjin started quarreling again when they saw that no one was talking.

One of them raised his chin and said, "Try it. Don't you want to taste it? Well, the soup and noodles are on the ground. Why don't you try them now?"

Damn it, that’s not how Jian Jian behaves!
You really don’t regard them as human beings!
Some of the people in the crowd had bad tempers and their fists were hardened, so I almost swung up and punched them.

But before he could take action, he was stopped by an acquaintance next to him.

"You didn't even look at who it was before you started taking action! Let's just say that the guy with the big back in the middle is the nephew of the director of the town's revolutionary committee. Don't rush up to him. In the end, you won't even have your job."

These days, who hasn’t heard of the Revolutionary Committee?
Sure enough, the originally aggressive and strong man suddenly paused.

But he was still a little unwilling:

"Is it because they are bullying people like this?"

　Let’s have some contradictions. I look at the data every day and get anxious... I will never look at the data again...

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　　PS: I really can’t find the details of some years. I called my elders again and my dad actively helped me find someone to ask. I will compare and combine them with the information. The details are not enough. I will work hard in other aspects. Thank you. Supporting babies~
　　
　
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