Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

Chapter 107 The art of storytelling

He is not needed to serve the food.

After finishing the last dish of pickled fish, I served it.

At this moment, several people in the dining room have already started eating.

Make a hissing sound from time to time to show respect for the spiciness of Cao Wei's cooking today.

At this moment, everyone was sweating profusely while eating.

"Young master, come, sit down and eat together. You made so much, we can't finish it anyway." The leader gestured to Cao Wei with a kind look to sit down and eat.

"Okay." Cao Wei said briefly and sat down.

In later generations, various people studied social interaction.

In Cao Wei's view, the so-called social interaction is not about flattering others without limit like Xu Damao, nor is it like Sha Zhu, who goes to other people's houses and orders people around blindly by relying on his own ability. The so-called social interaction is to maintain one's nature while speaking appropriately.

Not flattering the superiors, not bullying the inferiors, and not fawning on others are the basic principles of social interaction.

Some people may say that the other party is at a much higher level than themselves, so wouldn’t it be better to flatter him a little?

In fact, flattering superiors does not have much effect.

In other words, if you don't have the ability to make friends with others and try to flatter them, then even if you are promoted, you may just be an ordinary cannon fodder. On weekdays, they give you some benefits, but when something goes wrong, you will be the first one to be promoted. For example, when the second uncle became the team leader later, he was a card in Li Huaide's hand that he could throw out at any time.

He also looks like the famous cruel official in history - Zhou Xing.

Therefore, Cao Wei’s social principles are very simple.

Do what you should do.

Do your job, and for the rest, be polite and protect yourself. That's all.

"Come to think of it, this is the third time I've eaten the food you cooked, Master Cao."

"The third time? Didn't you only eat it twice?" Cao Wei asked curiously.

Curiosity is something a twenty-year-old should have, so when the big boss said it for the third time, it was actually the beginning of his wanting to chat, and there was nothing wrong with just continuing the conversation.

"Hahaha, that's not all. A few days ago, my daughter got married, and my wife and I had a great meal. You probably didn't notice us that time. The last dish, 'boiled cabbage', really amazed me."

!!!

Cao Wei was startled, looked the leader up and down, and said happily: "It really is you, I didn't dare to recognize you at first."

"How do you feel about working in a steel mill?" The big boss chuckled and did not continue talking about this topic, but continued to ask.

Director Yang became a little nervous. He was really afraid that Cao Wei was lying.

"It's okay."

"Not bad? Then there's something you're not satisfied with?" The big boss raised his eyebrows, picked up a piece of fish, put it in his mouth, and savored it carefully.

Pickled fish is not an ancient Sichuan dish, but was invented by a chef in the late 80s and early 90s.

"I've never eaten this kind of fish. Did you come up with this method yourself?"

"Well, I've been thinking about it for a while. After all, I'm cooking Sichuan cuisine. So I wanted to think about more cooking methods."

When Director Yang heard that Cao Wei did not directly answer the leader's question, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing to improve your skills." The big boss doesn't know how to cook, he only knows how to eat. He also knows that creating a dish is extremely difficult.

“Well, that’s why I said “okay”.”

Compared with Director Yang, Cao Wei knew that he had to answer the questions from the big boss. It was unlikely to postpone or evade them. For someone who could reach this level, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was "meticulous as a hair".

People's brains are different.

For some people, their brains often work efficiently, so their wisdom will become richer with experience. This wisdom does not refer to scientific research wisdom, but wisdom in human relations and worldly affairs.

"Oh? Tell me about it." When a big leader eats, it is not just about eating. Even if the food is delicious, Cao Wei's cooking skills are not enough to captivate people's minds.

"We give special treatment to our children too seldom." Cao Wei sighed.

After hearing this, Director Yang was speechless.

What do you mean by "the number of special classes is too small"? So you are just thinking about having special classes every day.

“Hahahahahaha.” The big leader laughed and nodded at Cao Wei: “You, little comrade, are really interesting.”

"What does this have to do with special treatment?" The leader's wife was also curious.

"Cooks are also skilled workers. As a skilled worker, you need to hone your skills all the time. Although there are many people in the canteen of the steel mill, the meals they cook are generally the same. They are still big pot meals, which does not help to hone your skills." At this point, the leader sighed: "We still need to work hard."

What Cao Wei said was actually very clever.

As a cook, from his perspective, there are not a lot of small kitchens for him to practice and improve his skills, so he is not very satisfied. But as an employee of a steel mill, the leader of the steel mill is not only concerned with his own food and drink, even if there are small kitchens, they only appear when entertaining guests. This shows that the leader of the steel mill is qualified.

Saying this will undoubtedly lower Cao Wei's own status.

However, as the saying goes, one should not meddle in other people's business if he is not in their position, and should speak according to one's position. He is a cook, and it is most appropriate to say that there is nothing for him to practice. As for the things behind this, what does it have to do with him as a cook?

He doesn't know anything, he just wants to cook, what's wrong with that?

"Yes, yes, we will try our best to ensure that everyone can have delicious food." Director Yang was also happy. At this moment, he was convinced. He felt that some people are just fools with good fortune.

Cao Wei smiled shyly, did not respond, and ate in silence.

This meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.

From then on, Cao Wei was like a dummy, with only ears but no mouth. He would only answer once in a while when a senior leader asked him something. After the meal, the party was over.

Just when everyone was about to leave, Secretary Yan spoke.

"Since Chef Cao wants to cook more dishes, why don't you come here once a week? On the one hand, it will allow the leader to eat more and be healthier. On the other hand, Chef Cao's cooking skills can also be improved. Old Yang, what do you think?"

Director Yang was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded: "Master Cao, are you okay?"

"No problem." Cao Wei showed a silly smile.

"Hahaha, then I'll have to trouble you, Master Cao, from now on." The big boss accepted this statement with a smile.

Director Yang looked at Cao Wei thoughtfully.

Is this guy really a fool with good fortune? This matter doesn't seem to be that simple?

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