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

Chapter 70 The taste of shrimp paste

Su Qingfeng could be said to be a lover of Sichuan and Hunan cuisine in his previous life.

When I saw these ingredients, the first thing that came to my mind were two famous home-cooked dishes - ants climbing the tree and farm-style stir-fried pork.

It just so happens that Ants Climbing a Tree belongs to Sichuan cuisine, while farm-style stir-fried pork belongs to Sichuan or Hunan cuisine.

In this era of lack of flavor and scarce oil and water, dishes heavy in oil and salt, far from appearing unhealthy, are extremely popular.

Because... it’s time to eat!

On the bright side, this food heavy in oil and salt can quickly replenish the energy consumed after running around all morning, and soothe the hungry stomach to the greatest extent.

Su Qingfeng first soaked the vermicelli in warm water to prepare the ants climbing the tree.

Then, he seized every moment and took advantage of this gap to marinate the pork carefully and put it on the other side.

At this time, heat the oil in the pan, wait until the oil is slightly hot, add the minced meat and stir-fry repeatedly. Under the sizzling oil and water, the aroma of the minced meat will gradually come out.

At this moment, Su Qingfeng once again took out a bottle of Doubanjiang from his small bag.

Wei Youcai, who was still chopping vegetables next to him, glanced at Su Qingfeng with envy and said, "Brother, this bag of yours is so fashionable. It's not big or small, and it's just right for holding your own seasonings. No wonder you cook delicious food."

Su Qingfeng clanged the spatula and didn't even listen to what this kid was mumbling.

……

On the other side of the cafeteria.

There is a small room there, and the furnishings in the room are very simple. There is nothing fancy. It is the consistent style of the steel factory and continues the simple tradition of this era.

At this time, the door of the small room was closed tightly. Standing outside, you couldn't hear any sound. Those who didn't know thought that there was no one inside.

I saw that almost everyone in the small room was wearing the Mao Zedong suit unique to cadres. Except for a few, they were also wearing a green military uniform.

Looking around, the commune secretary, deputy secretary, armed forces minister, revolutionary committee director, etc. were all gathered in this small room.

But at this moment, their faces were not very pretty.

"Then the boy was taken back to the police, right?"

Although he didn't name anyone, they all knew that he was talking about the boy who threw the enamel cup at the steel factory that morning.

Speaking of this man, Zhao Kang's face was a little ugly, "Take him back. The young man is young and very angry, but he doesn't show off his anger regardless of the occasion. Now, I just ask him not to have any problems, and I will thank God." .”

When he thought of this, Zhao Kang himself felt depressed and wanted to pull his hair out.

In this corner of the country, there is only one steel factory worth talking about, but even so, there are actually agents lurking...

Zhao Kang himself felt his scalp numb just thinking about it.

His fingertips were clasped on the table, as if he had made up his mind, "No matter if something happens this time, Lao Qi, you and I will work with the comrades from the labor union and the security department to rectify the atmosphere in the factory."

"During the production process, you must have a sense of safety and confidentiality. In particular, you must be careful not to mess with the relationship between men and women. Problems can easily arise in a place like this. You say so, Lao Qi. Lao Qi? Lao Qi? What are you thinking? ?”

Qi Heping suddenly woke up as if he was dazed.

He pondered for a moment and said, "I will pay attention to this matter, but I have to be careful not to get into too much of a fight. After all, this is everyone's private matter, and not everyone is willing to talk about it, just like today..."

While several people were discussing, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Director Zhao, the food is ready, can you bring it in now?"

When I talked before, I didn't feel hungry, but now that I mentioned it, everyone felt that their stomachs were empty.

Zhao Kang's eyes were bright, even a little impatient, and he quickly said: "Come in."

The door is opened.

Su Qingfeng held two plates of meat dishes in his hands, while Master Zhu and Master Mao held four bowls of vegetarian dishes in total.There seemed to be only two plates of meat dishes, but the portions were so large that they were enough for the several grown men in the room.

Not to mention steamed buns and vegetarian dishes.

When the dishes were placed on the round table, everyone's eyes would almost subconsciously be focused on the two bowls of meat dishes.

Seeing this dish, Deputy Secretary Han was immediately happy.

He had long recognized Su Qingfeng.

But he didn't expect that this guy would surprise him every time he cooked, and he was even so good at Sichuan cuisine.

He smiled and said: "This dish is made of ants climbing a tree, right? Haha, I also had this dish when I went to Sichuan Province before."

“You may not think that this dish is just vermicelli and minced pork, but the minced pork and bean paste mixed with the aroma of meaty beans, and a slightly spicy and sour taste, I still remember it even if I only ate it a few times. "

Zhao Kang nodded gently on the surface, but in his heart he had urged him countless times.

This Han Zhiming is a lot of verbose, and he has to introduce it before eating. You can't know what it tastes without eating it directly.

Zhao Kang was holding his breath, so as not to make others laugh by suddenly singing the empty city plan when he spoke.

Seeing that this guy kept talking and was about to introduce another plate of stir-fried pork, Zhao Kang finally couldn't help but speak.

He moved his facial features and tried to look softer, "Deputy Secretary Han, you don't know this young master yet, right? Let me introduce it to you..."

Han Zhiming was happy again.

"Can I not recognize him? Xiao Su! Master Xiao Su who used to cook braised pork in a state-owned restaurant!"

"Ah... what?"

Zhao Kang was stunned.

He turned his head and saw Su Qingfeng showing a shy smile: "Deputy Secretary Han, long time no see."

After saying that, Su Qingfeng changed direction and looked at the Minister of Armed Forces who had been silent, "Minister Lu, it's been a long time since I saw you."

Lu Fengnian's expression changed and he nodded to Su Qingfeng.

Zhao Kang was stunned.

No, you guy has such connections, why are you working as a temporary worker in my steel factory?

It would be enough to squeeze out a regular employee!
His mind was in a mess, and he couldn't figure out how Su Qingfeng got involved with these people.

But he was the director of the factory after all, so even though he was in a mess inside, he still couldn't see any change on the surface.

He is a rough-and-tumble character.

Su Qingfeng didn't mean to overshadow the guest here. After finishing what he should do, he was ready to turn around and leave.

But the moment he turned around, with his extraordinary sense of smell, he smelled a faint... fishy smell.

To be precise, it's not exactly a bad smell, but mixed with a fresh fragrance.

It just tastes like... shrimp paste!
"Click."

The door closed again.

Zhao Kang sat down, said a few polite words first, and was about to pick up his chopsticks. When he turned his head, he saw Qi Heping's expression was a little dazed, as if he was in a daze.

I don't know that Qi Heping seems to have been in this state since those words he said.

　The first to offer~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)