Siheyuan: violent engineer, dictatorial disobedience

Hot pot, a food without technical content, is gradually reducing the living space of traditional food.

Fortunately, hot pot has not yet become popular on a large scale in this era.

That's why Liu Jianshe can taste the real traditional food.

And Liu Jianshe is also a little entangled. On the one hand, the formulas of various condiments rewarded by the system. With these formulas, after the country is completely opened in the past eight years, when the foreign catering industry surges in, it will not completely change the food culture of the Chinese people. .

But if these recipes are spread, it will completely change the eating habits of the Chinese people.

For Liu Jianshe, these recipes are hot potatoes, it's a pity to throw them away, but if you don't throw them away, you don't know what to do.

There is no way, Liu Jianshe can only hand over the formula to Ma Hua.

When Ma Hua put the thirteen spices into the stewed pork vermicelli, Liu Jianshe couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

After all, traditional food is not the opponent of fast food.

When Mahua made good dishes, Sha Zhu was still using hanging broth.

The old hen soup is constantly boiled, and shiitake mushrooms are used to enhance the freshness.

While freshening up, Sha Zhu was still patting the garlic with a kitchen knife.

"Hey! Where did this knife come from? It looks sharp?"

Silly Zhu saw a Koizumi kitchen knife from the chopping board, and looked at the extremely sharp kitchen knife.

Sha Zhu's eyes lit up immediately, a good kitchen knife is more important to a cook than a wife.

Pick up the kitchen knife and wave it up and down twice, and feel that the hand feels pretty good.

Shazhu couldn't help but want to show off his skills.

Glancing at Ma Hua who was still busy, Sha Zhu curled his lips in disdain: "Today I will show you what a real cook is. If you don't show your hands, you will never know the heights of heaven and earth."

After Shazhu finished speaking, he picked up a clove of garlic and threw it casually. When the garlic landed on the chopping board, Shazhu picked up the Koizumi kitchen knife and slapped it hard.

Guess what?

That's right, the garlic is not rotten, and the kitchen knife is broken.

Sha Zhu stared blankly at the kitchen knife that was broken in two in his hand, opened his mouth and cursed: "What kind of broken knife is this? Can't even shoot a piece of garlic?"

Factory Manager Yang immediately became interested when he heard it, and led a few people to Sha Zhu's side, looked at the undamaged garlic on the table, and then at the kitchen knife that was broken in two.

"What's the situation? The kitchen knife is broken? Don't you explain, Lao Li? Are you not usually responsible for purchasing the tools for the cafeteria? Did you get kickbacks?"

Director Yang's light words made Deputy Director Li feel deep malice.

It seems to be a question, but it is actually mocking Deputy Director Li's ugly eating.

I don't want any face at all, I'm shoddy, I don't care if the ingredients are not fresh, I even buy fake knives for cooking.

Just as deputy factory manager Li was about to explain, he saw Liu Jianshe picked up the kitchen knife and looked at the sign with a strange expression.

Koizumi kitchen knife?No wonder it breaks!

I really don't blame Shazhu for this matter, it's the kitchen knife's problem, not the cook's problem.

"There is a problem with this knife. The person who bought it probably doesn't know this brand. His knife has always been unable to shoot garlic, and there is a set of exclusive postures for cutting vegetables."

"It's just a knife. If it breaks, it will break. If you go to change the knife, people will say that we don't know how to use a knife."

Liu Jianshe said something casually, and this sentence made Sha Zhu unhappy.

Ignoring the wound on his face, he said angrily: "Is a kitchen knife still called a kitchen knife if it can't shoot garlic? There is also a special posture for cutting vegetables?"

"Damn! I'm a cook, and I have to listen to his instructions on how to cook?"

Director Yang frowned: "That's right, a kitchen knife can't beat garlic, so what do I need it for?"

"Old Li, you have to give me a satisfactory answer to this matter, otherwise I will never end with you. Ask the other party. If the other party's attitude is arrogant, I will buy all the tableware in the rolling mill from another company."

Chapter 265 Stick: Look, I Accepted You!

A broken kitchen knife made Sha Zhu completely lose the desire to show off his skills.

Fortunately, there is no time limit for this matter, so Shazhu started to use the knife to taste the garlic again.

Without the thought of showing off his skills, Shazhu's cooking time was greatly reduced, and soon a pork stewed vermicelli was ready.

MCA also happened to be finished.

A clever apprentice brought two servings of pork stewed vermicelli and placed them on the leader's table.

One person who was very winking filled a bowl.

Everyone started to eat in tacit agreement.

It is natural for Shazhu to know the craftsmanship. It is really delicious to use the old hen soup to enhance the freshness.

And Ma Hua's tastes also have a special flavor.

In particular, the delicacies made by MCA have an incomparably more delicious taste than chicken soup.

In terms of pure taste, the dishes made by Mahua are even better than those made by Shazhu.

Factory Manager Yang and the others looked at each other, and at the same time felt in their hearts that blue is better than blue, and that Ma Hua's craftsmanship is indeed a little better than Sha Zhu's.

"We think that Ma Hua's dish is better than yours, so Ma Hua won. You should clean up, Sha Zhu, and report to the second cafeteria in two days to replace Master Yang."

Several leaders discussed for a while, and it was rare for Factory Director Yang and Deputy Factory Director Li to reach a consensus on the silly column.

I have always believed that Shazhu can't continue to fish in soy sauce in the office. Now that his hands are ready, he can continue to cook in the cafeteria.

Don't think about the first cafeteria, you foolishly beat up people once, and completely offended the first cafeteria, you should go to the second cafeteria!

Faced with such unfair treatment, Sha Zhu naturally had to argue hard.

"I don't believe it. You must be united to bully honest people. How could he, MCA, be better than me in craftsmanship?"

Silly Zhu stuck his neck, blushing with anger and thick neck.

Liu Jianshe didn't say a word, picked up a bowl of stewed pork vermicelli, and handed it over: "You will know after a taste."

Silly Zhu took the bowl, he didn't even use his chopsticks, and grabbed it with his hands.

As soon as the vermicelli was in the mouth, Silly Zhu's eyes lit up.

fresh!It's so fresh, it's so fresh and tender, and the vermicelli melts in your mouth, it looks like it's cooked just right, and this dish can be eaten by both adults and children.

Silly Zhu put down the bowl, reluctantly picked up the stewed pork vermicelli that he had made, and took a bite too.

Sure enough, it is not as fresh and tender as Ma Hua's. Although some of them taste delicious, they are not as fresh as Ma Hua.

The apprentice defeated the master, and he still defeated the master in cooking.

This made Sha Zhu very uncomfortable, and Ma Hua didn't show any excitement when he learned of his victory.

Instead, he glanced at Liu Jianshe gratefully.

If it weren't for Liu Jianshe's weird formula, MCA might not be able to win.

Now that MCA has won, things will be easy to handle.

Silly Zhu's mind was full of muddleheaded thoughts, and he didn't listen carefully to how Director Yang punished him.

I knew that I was going to be the head chef in the second canteen tomorrow, and my position as the deputy director of the canteen was also dismissed.

In this way, Shazhu returned to the courtyard in a daze.

It just so happened that today was also the day Jia Zhang was released from the confinement room.

When Qin Huairu went to pick up her mother-in-law home, she almost didn't realize that the haggard, pale old woman with sunken eyes was her own mother-in-law.

In my impression, my mother-in-law is a fat head and big ears.

Is this confinement room that scary?

After Sha Zhu came out of the confinement room, he directly broke with the uncle.

The uncle came out of the confinement room and didn't speak to outsiders for several days.

All day long except going to work and leaving work, and closing the door after get off work, no one cares.

But Liu Haizhong was even worse, Qin Huairu found that Liu Haizhong walked a lot these days with a lot of flair.

That big butt, swaying around, looks like a girl in a kiln.

No matter how Qin Huairu asked Jia Zhang, what happened in the confinement room?

Mrs. Jia and Zhang refused to say a word. In desperation, Qin Huairu could only hold back the curiosity in his heart, and led Mrs. Jia back to the courtyard.

I made a meal of cabbage dumplings with oily residue for Jia Zhangshi, which was regarded as a cleansing.

When Jia Zhang saw the dumplings, his eyes immediately shone green, and with a groan, he took the dumplings and put them in his mouth.

The appearance of wolfing down is like the reincarnation of a hungry ghost.

All the sticklers who watched subconsciously picked up their bowls, for fear that grandma would snatch the dumplings from them.

After eating the dumplings in two or three bites, Jia Zhang wiped his mouth, ran into the room and fell asleep without saying hello.

Only Bang Giao and Qin Huairu looked at each other, not knowing what kind of nerve Jia Zhang had committed.

In the middle of the night, the whole courtyard was silent, except for the chirping of cicadas and frogs.

Jia family.

Jia Zhangshi was lying on the bed, snoring indistinctly, and suddenly felt out of breath, as if a big hand was tightly choking her throat.

Jia Zhang was shocked and woke up quickly.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Jia Zhang saw two acquaintances, people who were familiar and could not be more familiar.

An old face, a young face, not an outsider, but Lao Jia and Jia Dongxu.

Lao Jia's face was pale and expressionless, and he looked at Jia Zhangshi coldly with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Jia Dongxu also looked at her with cold eyes.

"You whore, you put on a cuckold for me, you make our father and I shameless down there, what are you doing alive? Come down with us!"

Lao Jia spoke terrifying words in an extremely gloomy tone, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little scary.

Jia Zhang's whole body stiffened, with a tear on his face.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, Lao Jia, Dongxu, please forgive me! It's not easy for me for so many years! You left early, and the whole family depends on me. If I don't sell myself, how can I Maintain this family? And they offer too much, I can't refuse!"

Jia Zhang burst into tears and said: "Dongxu! Mom is also forced to do nothing. Then your wife has already thought of remarrying. If I hadn't been more cruel to her, our family would have broken up. When the time comes What can I do?"

"The reason why I bully Xiaodang is to let Liu Jianshe raise her, and when she grows up, I can earn a gift money for Banggan. Otherwise, with us two widows, how can we call Banggan a daughter-in-law?"

"You need to know the painstaking efforts of being a mother, what? Didn't you come here for this matter? You came here to watch the excitement?"

"Bah! You bastard, you're going to scare your mother to death!"

"..."

Jia Zhang made such a fuss in the room, which instantly woke up Qin Huairu and Bang Geng.

Stick stem widened his eyes, looking at his grandma in disbelief.

Then stick stem made a bold move.

When I came to grandma's bed, without saying a word, it was just a big mouth.

Not to mention, this pumping feeling is really good.

"Grandma, what are you making a fuss about at night?" Bang Geng looked at his grandma with a dissatisfied face, his hands were still eager to try, and he was always ready to slap a few more big mouths.

"Your grandfather and your father came to look for me, and he wanted to take me away. If I won't leave, and I didn't make a mistake, why should I leave?" Jia Zhang said with frightened eyes and teary eyes.

Qin Huairu lit the kerosene lamp, but there was nothing in the room.

And Jia Zhang's whole body was shaking in fear, which made the pretty widow frowned. Is her mother-in-law bewitched?Then think of my mother-in-law's bizarre behavior during the day.

Qin Huairu felt that the confinement room might have made her mother-in-law neurotic.

For this mother-in-law in front of her, Qin Huairu couldn't help but feel a headache.

"Mom, you are suffering from neurasthenia, just sleep and you will be fine." Qin Huairu persuaded.

"Old Jia! Don't touch me!"

Jia Zhang screamed, and ran out barefoot without even having time to put on her clothes and trousers.