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

Chapter 58 Master’s Request
Compared with the surprise and confusion of others in the cafeteria, Master Zhu and Master Mao had already made plans in their hearts.

The positions currently vacant have been filled.

And Su Qingfeng not only has connections, but now Sun Gong also has a good attitude towards him.

They would not offend Su Qingfeng, the new master, because of something that was already settled.

Not to mention... Su Qingfeng does have a brush.

From the chats between several people, they also learned that Su Qingfeng had already passed the Level [-] certificate at a young age, which was even more important and should not be underestimated.

After chatting for a while, seeing Su Qingfeng finish the meal, they hesitated again and again and said with red faces:
"Master Su, I'm sorry to say it. Our cafeteria has also made big rice dumplings before. They were affordable and anti-hungry, but they didn't taste good no matter how we made them..."

Su Qingfeng suddenly realized.

What did he think it was.

This matter is big and big, and small and small.

For Su Qingfeng, in the era of information explosion in the previous life, short food videos emerged one after another, and various recipes were gathered on the Internet.

But now in this era, there is mostly a master-apprentice system among workers and craftsmen.

When a master teaches a disciple, he will hold back a hand, for fear of teaching the disciple and starving the master to death.

What's more, it's between two division factions.

He thought for a while and found a compromise.

Then I saw him take out a small bottle from his small satchel.

"This is the miso I use when mixing eggs. You can think about it."

Anyway, it was produced by the system, and I don’t know what these people can figure out.

His generous attitude made Master Zhu and Master Mao a little embarrassed.

They stepped forward to ask this, and they knew it was a bit rash, but their desire to improve their cooking skills finally made them shyly step forward to ask this question.

As if they had found a treasure, the two of them put away the small bottle of miso with great care and planned to study it carefully later.

Master Mao even took the initiative to clean the lunch box, ran over and filled another bowl full of potato stew and beef.

Finally, he thoughtfully closed the lid of the lunch box to prevent the heat from escaping.

Master Zhu simply helped Su Qingfeng clean the stove.

Wei Youcai over there looked at this scene with shock on his face.

He opened his mouth slightly and murmured, "In all these years, I have never seen Master Zhu take the initiative to wipe the stove."

Su Qingfeng glanced at him.

Not saying a word.

No wonder this kid is still a vegetable cutter after working for so many years.

……

The time spent in the canteen, feeling the smell of fireworks, always passes quickly.

When Su Qingfeng left, Master Mao stuffed him with two lunch boxes, one box of beef stew with potatoes, and one box of stewed beans and rice. They were all real good things.

On the way home, Su Qingfeng was carrying a net bag. As soon as he walked into the village, he saw a group of old men and women chatting under the big trees in the village.

In the middle of the crowd, there was also a black box making noise.

Su Qingfeng took a closer look and saw that this was the radio he bought in the provincial capital.

When he listened again, he heard a familiar voice.The little old lady could be heard holding shoe mats in her hands and talking a lot.

"Hey, this iron box is noisy. It keeps making noise all day long. My head is almost turning into mush. That brat of mine just loves to show off. What can I do with this little money? He and I have to give it to each other. I'll build one, it won't be a waste of money."

The corners of the mouths of the ladies mending clothes next to them twitched slightly.

Why didn't this old lady from the Su family notice before that she talks so much and loves to show off so much?
Isn’t it great to have a radio at home?
Don't say it!
There was a radio at this time, that was really amazing!

Wang Guihua listened to it, and the sour taste almost reached the sky.

Since the last time she showed off her leather shoes, she was robbed of the limelight, so she doesn't like to wear them anymore.

Especially when she returned home, the more she looked at the scratches and scuffs on her leather shoes, the more she felt disgusted.

These little leather shoes...can't really be worn by someone, right?
Seeing the little old lady being held up by everyone and treating the radio like a treasure, Wang Guihua was so angry that she almost lost her temper.

Let her wait!
When the time comes, He Qianjin will come to the door. The betrothal gift will be at least 88, and he must also bring three turns and one ring.

I'm so jealous of these long-tongued women!

Old Mrs. Su was talking enthusiastically when a voice came from the field ridge over there: "Mistress, are you still nagging? Go home and eat!"

Through the light, the old ladies under the tree could see that Su Qingfeng raised his hand, holding a net bag in his hand.

When he shook his arms, the two lunch boxes in the mesh bag made a crisp sound when they collided.

With just a little guessing, everyone can immediately think that it is probably a lunch box.

Su Qingfeng is the master chef in the town. Everyone secretly agrees that the master chef can pack some unnecessary meals every day.

No wonder the people of the old Su family are looking better and better recently.

Let’s not mention this old lady who walks like flying. Let’s just talk about the granddaughter-in-law of their eldest family—Xiang Hongying.

When Xiang Hongying was pregnant, she stayed at home all day. When she occasionally walked out, she looked like a skeleton, as if she could be blown over by the wind.

But after such a period of time, her face finally gained some flesh, and she didn't look so frightening.

After Mrs. Su walked to the field ridge with a smile, took her grandson's hand, and walked home slowly, many ladies no longer had the time to patch their clothes.

One of them said with some envy, "This is really luck that can't be stopped. The old Su family was so poor before, but for this grandson, they even provided Deng Xiaoya with education. Life was very tight. Who didn't say that at that time? They are stupid."

"After raising him for so many years, who would have thought that that fool could actually wake up and become a master chef in the town. There is no shortage of oil and water in the family every night. These days, things are getting more and more promising."

When the aunt said this, she deliberately glanced at Wang Guihua.

No matter how thick-skinned Wang Guihua is, she will inevitably feel a burning sensation at this moment.

She snorted coldly and said dryly, "Who can say what will happen in the future?"

After saying that, she felt bored and quickened her pace, and finally left as fast as flying.

Behind her, the ladies burst out laughing.

Some even rolled their eyes, "What about the future? Why doesn't she want to think about how the Su family provided Deng Xiaoya with education in the past, and even helped them a lot during the Great Famine Years. Bah! That's it for the white-eyed wolf. "

Su Qingfeng had no idea what was going on behind her.

Maybe even if he knew, he would just laugh.

In his opinion, the matter between He Jinjin and Deng Xiaoya was a temporary stumbling block, but there was no need to spend all his time and energy on them.

He looked at his family members who couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise after opening the lunch box and seeing such a rich menu, and the corners of his mouth widened slightly.

　First update, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)