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

Chapter 30 You want me to spend money on your mistress? !

Chapter 30 You want me to spend money on your mistress? !

Just when Su Qingfeng was thinking about who did it, a little head poked out of the door.

A little boy of about six or seven years old with a runny nose howled, "Is Su Qingfeng here? Someone is looking for you!"

After saying that, he turned his head and ran away quickly.

Su Qingfeng looked at the familiar clothes at the door and smiled in her heart, but walked outside calmly.

I saw a woman with a coarse cloth covering her head, her head lowered, and her face could not be seen clearly, and she suddenly raised her head.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and there were deep black marks under her eyes. Her complexion was sallow, and she looked haggard as if she were several years older.

Deng Xiaoya looked at Su Qingfeng. His posture was upright, his eyes were clear, and he looked upright and energetic.

Compared with myself, there is a huge difference.

Jealousy and unwillingness emerged in Deng Xiaoya's heart, and at the same time, she felt faintly regretful.

With Su Qingfeng's cooking skills, even if he didn't have a job in a state-owned restaurant, he would be able to show his talent sooner or later.

If she had known that he was so promising...she might not have chosen where to move forward...

As soon as this idea came up, Deng Xiaoya herself was shocked.

How can it be?

Not to mention anything else, just because He Qianjin has an uncle who is the leader, a poor country boy like Su Qingfeng cannot compare with him.

Not to mention... She heard He Qianjin mention when he was in a good mood that Su Qingfeng's job was just a temporary job, and sooner or later he would be knocked back to his original form.

Thinking of this, the vague regret in her heart gradually faded away.

Deng Xiaoya raised her head and looked at Su Qingfeng: "Lend me five yuan. Qianjin is injured and I have to visit him in the hospital."

As soon as these words came out, even if Su Qingfeng came from a previous life, his brain shut down and he was confused for a moment.

He looked at Deng Xiaoya up and down, as if he was looking at a fool, "Is there anything wrong with your mind? You just want to find a concubine, and you ask me, the victim, to borrow money. Why should I lend you money? Who are you?" She doesn’t look beautiful, but she thinks she’s pretty.”

"How can He Qianjin coax you a few words, and you really think that you are some kind of immortal descending to earth, and everyone should be around you, and I have to be like a fool, and I should give it to you after I finally make some money? What? Man! You are so good at calculating, I think you should just go to work, fiddle with abacus beads is best for you."

Deng Xiaoya was ashamed and angry.

Obviously, Su Qingfeng was never like this before.

Although he was stupid in the past, he was like a follower and wanted to be by her side every day.

It can be said that everything she asked for was granted.

But ever since Su Qingfeng woke up, he has become completely different.

Deng Xiaoya had tears in her eyes and was a little dissatisfied, "You are a grown man, what you said is too ugly! I just...just..."

Su Qingfeng chuckled twice, "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have anything to say, say it quickly."

It's old green tea, why are you pretending to be an innocent little white rabbit?

As he was thinking about it, a wilting thought came to his mind, and he seemed to say unintentionally, "You are already pregnant with He Qianjin's child. Do you still need to get money to visit him? This is too outrageous!"

Deng Xiaoya pursed her lips.

Of course she didn't want to be so raw.

But now, He Qianjin doesn't like to see her very much.

He Qianjin's family even regarded her as someone with ulterior motives who wanted to borrow a son to get rich.

That family was all snobbish, and they could shrewdly estimate her value with just one glance.

She really had no choice but to come up with such a bad idea.

Su Qingfeng didn't seem to care, and said casually, "You have already reached this point, what are you afraid of? They want to be shameless, but you are shameless. Isn't the thing in your belly the one you rely on for your mischief?"

After speaking, he left Deng Xiaoya directly and returned to the state-owned hotel.

Not a gentleman.

Deng Xiaoya was left standing alone outside the state-owned hotel, lost in thought, thinking over and over what Su Qingfeng said.

The He family wants face...she has no shame...

The words are rough and the reasoning is not rough.She was at the end of her rope.

If He Qianjin really doesn't marry her, I'm afraid...

Deng Xiaoya gritted her teeth, made up her mind, and walked in the direction of the hospital.

……

After returning to the state-owned hotel, Su Qingfeng chopped up the minced meat as if nothing had happened.

Today I am making dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage.

It couldn't be more delicious when dipped in vinegar.

Just chopping and chopping, he felt something was wrong.

The meat seems to be less than the amount when purchased, which is a bit insufficient.

Obviously, Li Gen on the other side also discovered this problem.

But he didn't show any surprise.

Obviously, this isn't the first time he's been in this situation.

"There's not enough meat. Put less meat in the dumpling stuffing."

Lin Mingliang felt angry, and with a kitchen knife in each hand, he chopping until the chopping board clanked, and he couldn't help but mutter:
"This guy goes too far every time. We work hard and pack a small box of meals at night. Fortunately for him, he just cuts large pieces of pork without doing anything."

Li Gen said nothing.

Su Qingfeng understood it.

Besides them, who else is there in the state-owned hotel?

The person who came to take away the pork was Manager Cao of the state-owned hotel.

It is said that if the water is clear, there will be no fish, but the benefits he reaped have already affected the normal operation of the hotel.

But even so, Manager Cao has firmly occupied this position, and I'm afraid there is someone behind him.

The He family...let's count them as one in the background.

During the break of making dumplings, Li Gen suddenly said, "Xiao Su, you prepare for tomorrow, I will ask for a leave for you, and you go to the provincial capital to take the chef assessment and get the eighth-level certificate.

With this certificate, Su Qingfeng is no longer a cook with unknown origins.

It will also be much easier to plan for a permanent job position.

Su Qingfeng wiped her hands and nodded in agreement, "Okay, thank you, Brother Li."

Li Gen raised his lips, "Don't worry too much about the assessment. It's just an eighth-level certificate. To you, it's safe and sound."

Hearing this, Lin Mingliang looked at Master Li resentfully.

What is the eighth-level certificate? Is it a sure thing to get it?
Why hasn't he passed the exam after being an apprentice for so many years?
ten o'clock.

State-owned hotels open on time.

Chen Meilan still had a bad face and an attitude of whether she wanted to buy or not.

But fortunately, she didn't curse anyone. At most, her tone was a little impatient.

Even though the diners were angry, when they tasted the juicy cabbage and pork stuffed dumplings, their nameless fire was instantly soothed by the delicious food and the throbbing five internal organs temple.

In the lobby, on a table near the back kitchen, several workers from the steel plant gathered together, dipping dumplings in vinegar.

The moment you bite into the dumpling, the juice bursts out. Combined with the soft dough and the ready-to-come-out filling, the moment the three of them are combined in your mouth, you will have a mouth-watering feeling that makes you want to eat more.

The few people remained silent, and the chopsticks picked up the dumplings a little faster.

When there was something in his stomach and he was half full, one of them sighed:

"When did the dumplings in this state-owned restaurant become so delicious? They are almost on the same level as the specialty dishes of our steel factory chefs."

"It's a pity that in the next few months, I'm afraid we won't be able to eat such delicious dumplings in the cafeteria."

 Poisonous Xiaosu~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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