Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

Director Yang and Li Huaide could care less what the cook does.

Director Yang didn’t understand, but Li Huaide did, but he didn’t care.

But the two canteen managers under them cannot but care about what the cooks do.

This is a competition between the chefs of both sides.

But this contest is not fair.

Four dishes, both meat and vegetarian.

Everyone wants to cook meat dishes.

In this era, the difference between making a plate of spicy stir-fried cabbage and a plate of braised pork elbow is huge.

Even if you make the spicy stir-fried cabbage to perfection, it will still not be as good as the braised pork elbow.

Therefore, the two canteen directors had to compete over who would cook this dish.

"You said that Mapo Tofu, how about it, it's also a meat dish, right? How do you count it as an ingredient?" The canteen director of the fifth canteen was named Zhao Guang. His chubby face was full of fierceness, which was very different from Wei Wei's. But Wei Wei was not panicked at all.

"Oh, my Mapo Tofu is considered a meat dish, but your Shredded Pork with Fish Flavor is considered a vegetarian dish? Let's not laugh at each other. If you think like that, you won't be able to pass this level of mine." Wei Wei took a sip of tea leisurely and tapped the table with his finger: "Besides, you have to know which canteen is the one that is cooking now!"

"You!" Zhao Guang glared angrily.

This is actually a signal.

Whichever canteen you go to, the director of that canteen will be the main person in charge.

Zhao Guang naturally knew this, but he didn't want Sha Zhu to suffer any loss.

"I won't make it difficult for you." Wei Wei took a sip of tea and said, "You guys make the spicy and sour potato shreds, and the braised pork elbow is yours. We're responsible for two dishes and a soup. You guys have a big pork elbow, isn't that too much?"

"Take three!"

"Hey, what's wrong with Sandao? Why don't you give up the braised pork elbow and we can make spicy and sour shredded potatoes instead."

Zhao Guang stopped talking.

Braised pork elbow, in this era, is as important as a king. Who wouldn't want to make it?

As long as it is roughly the same, it is a killer weapon.

"What's the matter? Lao Zhao, give me something to say. I'm a very honest man. I've put it in front of you and let you choose. What else do you want?"

"Okay, let's do as you say. We'll order spicy and sour potato shreds and braised pork elbow."

"That's settled then." Wei Wei clapped his hands: "You figure out the time yourself and ask the master to come over. I won't make any arrangements."

Zhao Guang left, and he still had to communicate with Sha Zhu about some matters.

Cao Wei walked in.

Wei Wei excitedly gave Cao Wei a thumbs up and said, "It's you who has the most ideas.

"Never mind that. Have you got the duck? I got some pickled radishes."

"I got it. You are such a wicked man. You made a soup with a duck. Can it still be called soup?"

Cao Wei played a trick.

It is true that the braised pork elbow has its advantages, but the soup is so special.

You said that the seaweed egg drop soup in Guangdong is called soup, and if you change it to boiled cabbage, it is also called soup. However, it is obviously impossible to make a boiled cabbage dish today. On the one hand, it is a matter of time, and on the other hand, it is too extravagant. Sometimes, dishes that are too troublesome are not necessarily a good thing in this era.

What Cao Wei wanted to make was a classic delicacy - sour radish and old duck soup.

You can call it a soup or a stew. It's a dish that's pretty close to the borderline.

Generally speaking, the four dishes and one soup require both meat and vegetarian ingredients.

It can’t be all meat, nor can it be all vegetarian.

It is best to have half meat and half vegetarian. Therefore, this soup has become an exceptional product.

Cao Wei tried his best to work in this regard.

"Well, then hurry up and get ready."

"Okay." Cao Wei nodded, didn't say any more words, and went to work.

Wei Wei was also quite satisfied. He liked this about Cao Wei. He didn't ask about anything else and just did his job well. With such a partner, his life was much easier. He heard that the chef in the fifth canteen was very dissatisfied and resentful. It was a headache for Zhao Guang.

"Why? I'm not going!" Sha Zhu slammed the table, his voice drowning out the sky.

Zhao Guang: ...

Sometimes he wanted to open this idiot's brain and see what was inside.

"No, I just asked you to cook a meal? What's the matter? You are only required to cook two dishes, but when it comes to you, it's like you are asking for your life." Zhao Guang was also anxious.

Sha Zhu didn't know the twists and turns here, but Zhao Guang knew it clearly.

This is the confrontation between Li Huaide's faction and Director Yang's faction. Yes, Shazhu can choose not to go, he can give up the responsibility, but the consequences will be borne by Zhao Guang.

Oh, the stage is set up, the guests are invited, but the actors don’t come. That’s nonsense.

The key is that if the actors don't come, there will be a powerful one on the other side. This is the most troublesome thing.

"What's wrong?!" Sha Zhu's eyes widened in anger. "What's wrong? Cao Wei from the third canteen has only been here for a few days. Why should I go to his place? It's not his turn according to seniority!"

"You!" Zhao Guang was furious, but in an instant, as if he had thought of something, he calmed down: "Silly Zhu, I can see that you are afraid."

Sha Zhu jumped up suddenly as if his spine was stabbed: "Are you scared? I'm afraid of him? Grandma!"

"I'm not afraid. Why don't you dare to go?" Zhao Guang smiled. "Well, you should have said you were a coward earlier. I'll find someone else to go. I even prepared a big pork elbow dish for you to cook. But you ended up like this... heh..."

"That's it. I'll go find San Quezi." Zhao Guang said and was about to leave.

"Who said I won't go?"

Zhao Guang paused, without looking back, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and waved his hand: "Who knows if you will give up when the time comes."

"I'll go if I say so!"

"Okay, then go." Zhao Guang turned around and looked Sha Zhu up and down: "To be honest, your level is indeed better than San Quezi." He walked over and patted Sha Zhu on the shoulder: "Don't embarrass my Fifth Canteen."

What puzzled Zhao Guang was that if it happened under normal circumstances, this idiot would probably say something like "What's the big deal about the Third Canteen" with disdain.

But today, I just said, "I know."

Zhao Guang was a smart man after all. He just nodded, turned around and left.

It seems that this matter is more difficult than imagined.

He originally thought that even if Li Huaide's master was powerful, he was not that powerful. After all, who would come to the steel mill if they were powerful? But looking at Sha Zhu's expression, it seemed that this master had some skills, quite a lot. Otherwise, this fool would not be so cowardly.

"This is troublesome." Zhao Guang murmured to himself.

Then he smiled, shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Just as I returned to the office, I saw a worker in the kitchen rushing over and saying, "Director Zhao, Director Li from the Logistics Department wants to see you."

Zhao Guang: ???