Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

"Given the conditions in the steel mill, the chef's level has reached the top and he can be given level six treatment. We are thinking that we can't let the chef's skills go to waste. We let them learn from each other every once in a while and improve their cooking skills at the same time," said Li Huaide with a smile.

"I think you are just greedy." The leader joked.

The tone was not serious, which made the people present relax a lot.

"Hehe, this is also a reason." Li Huaide laughed and did not refute.

The big boss smiled and didn't care.

Who doesn't have a hobby these days?

It's like what someone said, "I've been fighting all my life, can't I enjoy myself?"

There's nothing wrong with liking to eat good food. As long as you do your job well, that's better than anything else.

"This soup is good, it's at the level of a master chef. But, after all, we still have to try the shredded potatoes and mapo tofu. These two are the most challenging of basic skills." The big boss said as he picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

He nodded while chewing.

"How is it?" Director Yang asked nervously.

"It's a bit interesting. Tsk, but the level is quite high. Logically speaking, it's already very good. But compared with the soup, it's still a little bit worse. I'll try the tofu. Speaking of which, my favorite is this "Mapo Tofu"."

Cao Wei made three dishes, one was duck soup, one was mapo tofu, and one was Kung Pao chicken.

It is representative to a certain extent.

The leader scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth while it was still hot.

This Mapo Tofu tastes the best when it is hot, and the taste is very different when it is cold. As soon as it entered his mouth, the leader's eyes widened and he chewed a few more mouthfuls.

One spoonful after another, I can't stop eating it.

This……

Everyone was a little confused.

The leader scooped five full spoonfuls before stopping and exhaled a contented breath.

"Okay, okay. This is made by the master chef."

"Please try this pork elbow." Director Yang was busy serving the food to the leader.

"Okay, let's try it." The big boss didn't hesitate to pick up a piece and started eating. He tasted it for a while and sighed.

"What's wrong? It doesn't taste good?"

"No, no, no." The big boss waved his hand: "I never expected that. When I was eating this big pork elbow, I was still thinking about the delicious mapo tofu. It's really a waste for this chef to be put in a steel mill."

Li Huaide: ???

Bad thing! Is it coming specifically for me?!

"Leader, you can't poach me. This is the master chef I found with great difficulty." He couldn't help but speak. If Cao Wei was poached, he would be in trouble.

Compared to Director Yang, Li Huaide knows who cooked which dish here.

"Oh? It was you who found it. Where did you find it?" The big boss laughed.

Hearing the leader's tone, Director Yang's heart couldn't help but tighten.

"It was my wife who helped me find it. You don't know that these three canteens..."

Gradually, Li Huaide took over the initiative in speaking.

In fact, the expansion of the steel mill was done well, which was also a credit. Most of the credit would be reflected on Director Yang. Regardless of the logistics, Director Yang was also the head of the mill, managing all matters of the mill. No matter how powerful Li Huaide was, he was only in charge of logistics. In theory, Li Huaide was still Director Yang's subordinate.

Now that the topic was under the control of Li Huaide, he would be able to gain influence even among the big leaders.

Cao Wei was not very interested in the intrigues inside.

According to Liu Sandao, no matter what the diners are like or what they want to do, as a cook, just cook the food, and don't bother with anything else. After Wei Wei said he could leave, he put down his things and ran away. Sha Zhu left even earlier than him. After all, he was not from the Third Canteen, so if he had to keep a chef in case he needed to order more dishes, Cao Wei would be enough.

When I came out of the third canteen, it was already completely dark.

Not far away, many workers were coming out of the factory.

Judging from the look of it, he must have been working overtime.

Glancing in the direction of the person coming.

Cao Wei paused slightly, took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it for himself.

After a while, as expected, he saw a curvy figure.

Qin Huairu was rushing home with her head down. She had a good harvest today and was in a good mood.

In this era, there is no overtime pay for overtime work. However, some tickets will be issued, most of the time they are food tickets, and occasionally some industrial tickets will be given. The specific amount depends on what the factory has and how long the overtime is. It is often the case that one hour of overtime can earn a day's food allowance. For workers who are under great pressure at home, this is still quite good news.

As I was walking, someone blocked my way.

When I looked up, I saw a handsome face.

"You're staying so late today too? Are you eating in the canteen again?" As soon as they walked out of the factory gate, the workers went in all directions, each returning to their homes. After walking a little further, there were fewer people going the same way.

The two of them took the small path, deliberately avoiding the crowd. This was a small path from the factory to Nanluoguxiang, and not many people walked on it. There were not many people on weekdays, and at this moment, there was even less people.

"Well, we've had our meal. A lot of people have come. I'll pack up and come back soon. I'm telling you, what do you think of introducing me to a wife?"

Speaking of this, Cao Wei felt strange.

This woman is probably going crazy.

If Lou Xiao'e's temperament is like a dog, then Qin Huairu's temperament is like a cat. Sometimes she is timid and gets angry easily. Sometimes she is frighteningly bold and changes her temperament at any time without any rules.

"Who can I blame! How could you still marry me? I knew it a long time ago that you are a bastard!" Qin Huairu's tone was filled with resentment.

Cao Wei stopped and turned to look at her beside him. The moon had quietly climbed up the branches at some point, and under the white moonlight, her lips were faintly glowing.

The two looked into each other's eyes, and their breathing became heavier.

Sometimes, if you don't touch your desires for a long time, they will just be like that, as if they were sealed.

But if you touch it, most of the time, you will be unsatisfied.

Qin Huairu was happy, but Cao Wei's rule that she could only go out once a week, and there was also Lou Xiao'e, plus she had few opportunities to go out, which made her even more itchy.

Just like now, the two sides just looked at each other, and it was like a bolt from the blue.