"It's delicious." After Rui stuffed the first piece of fat intestine into his mouth, he was too lazy to say anything.

I don't bother to think about it.

It's just delicious.

In the words of biologists, this is the most primitive instinct of human beings to oils, and the memories engraved in the human body are awakened.

The body constantly stimulates the brain and gives it rewards to encourage the brain to continue this effective intake.

Delicious, meaning food that is good for survival.

Millions of years of human history have been condensed into the invisible genetic world.

Sweet fruits and fat fat, the more familiar a person is to wake up the rewards of the body.

"It's delicious." Yang Rui picked up the second piece of fat intestine and chewed it comfortably. He couldn't stop at all. He swallowed it all. He couldn't help but take a sip of wine and praised Chef Xu with his thumbs up, "The supreme delicious."

"Yang University's speech has cultural flavor. I have recorded this word, it is supreme delicious." Chef Xu smiled happily, feeling quite proud.

Yang Rui took advantage of the momentum to shake his head and said, "Everyone said it was hard work. I worked hard for a day. When I came back to have such a meal, I have made up for all the hard work."

"This is a leader-like atmosphere." The leaders on the table laughed.

Yang Rui also laughed, and he was really envious.

Otherwise, everyone would cry and shout to move to Xibao Meat Factory. Before the 1990s, such a company was simply comfortable.

I have heard of farmers who were starved to death, and I have never heard of workers from meat plants who were starved to death.

In the era of planned economy, such factories will not only not make people fat, but will eat healthier and more refined. The reason is very simple, the quantity does not increase much, and the quality increases much. The meat-in-law factory is sold both internally and externally, and people in the factory have to pay for meat, which controls the quantity. However, people in the factory can pick good things first, just like Chef Xu picks the large intestine. The pigs he killed every day are first given to him before they are sent out. Such conditions are not available to the hotels in later generations.

After a while, several plates of fat intestines were cleared.

The waiter then served two plates of vegetarian dishes for everyone to clear their mouths.

Then, Chef Xu came over with a plate again.

Director Li asked: "It's the middle part?"

"Yes, the middle section is tough, not that fat, but chewy." Chef Xu still put the most central piece for Yang Rui this time.

Compared to the first plate, the nine-turn large intestine in the middle is stronger, and the pastry on the outside is still slightly inwardly and has a beautiful burgundy red color. The fat inside no longer protrudes outward, but is somewhat restrained and tightly attached to the pastry. When chewed, it is a little resistant, which makes the beauty of the oil become a bit reluctant.

Chef Xu waited for Yang Rui to eat a piece and said, "Often people make the Nine-turn large intestine, they discard the thin section, leaving only the middle section or above. However, when they make it, they make the middle section and the upper section together. I am not, I do it separately. The fat and thinness are different, and the time for burning must be different. If you make it together, it is not fine enough."

"If there is a master of Shandong cuisine who only makes the first and middle sections, it is not a waste, it is stupid." Director Li obviously prefers this kind of food. After standing up and picking up a piece, he chewed it comfortably, he smiled and said, "I like the color of Lao Xu the most. Look, this red is beautiful. If we make it at home, the old woman will just add soy sauce and make it heavy in salt. Why is Lao Xu the master a master? They use cinnamon to color it."

Lao Xu was praised very well and smiled and said, "It is not difficult to color cinnamon, but it is difficult to look good. The reason why the Nine-turn large intestine is to have a complete color, fragrance and taste, and the taste has five flavors, which are easy to taste, and it is difficult to balance."

"Anyway, it's just done well!" Yang Rui was soaked in mouthfuls, and he didn't have to pay attention to vocabulary.

Old Xu smiled like Maitreya Buddha, and he had to be used to being modest: "It is time for everyone to learn to stay in the slaughterhouse and make hundreds of plates of nine-turn large intestines a day."

Yang Rui burst into laughter.

"Actually, Master Xu not only has the best Nine-turn large intestine, but we are here to say it quietly, no one is allowed to say it..." Director Li pretended to be mysterious.

More than a dozen people in the same seat cooperated with each other smilingly.

"Master Xu, I'll tell me what you said?" Director Li asked with a smile.

"Every time you said it, I'll tell you once..."

Director Li picked up a glass of wine and smiled and said, "I drink a glass of myself and accept the punishment, but I said, you have to do it."

"If you do it, you must do it. As long as Yang University likes it, I will act like it to move my muscles and bones."

"Then I'll say it." Director Li held Yang Rui's hand and smiled: "Comrade Xu also has a good dish, but most people don't know it. It's called "money meat."

As soon as he said this, everyone laughed, and their eyes turned manly.

Yang Rui is a student, so he doesn’t care about this. Instead, he asked curiously: “Is money and meat a donkey whip? Is the Western Union Factory still slaughtering donkeys?”

"Slaughter, why don't you? In the early years, all counties had the task of collecting donkeys. If we don't slaughter donkeys, will the leader go to the sky to catch dragon meat and eat it?" A deputy factory manager next to him laughed.

Director Li also laughed and said, "We are not as good as killing donkeys, but Lao Xu's first-hand Lucai craftsmanship cannot be wasted."

"Money and meat are Guizhou cuisine."

"Isn't donkey-hide gelatin from Shandong? There are so many donkeys killed there." Director Li thought about it.

"I learned it with the Qiancai chef. In the past, wealthy people had to attend the banquet, and this was a must-have for the meal." Lao Xu explained quite seriously.

Director Li nodded repeatedly: "Turn back to what he said just now, just to be able to eat Lao Xu's money and meat, we have to kill him a hundred donkeys a month, right?"

"It's not Lao Xu's money meat, it's the money meat made by Lao Xu." Master Xu said angrily: "Every time you say this, you can't say it well."

"If you don't say it, don't say it, let Lao Xu get fat for a while, and eat Lao Xu's money and meat tomorrow." The people at the table burst into laughter and then began to toast.

Yang Rui drank two glasses and didn't want to drink anymore. He pulled Director Li and said, "Director Li, I usually drink less, can I concentrate on eating vegetables?"

"Drink less, drink more, won't it be enough." Director Li habitually persuaded him to drink.

"Alcohol hurts the liver, I have to get the catalyst in the afternoon. It is easy to make mistakes if I am dizzy." Yang Rui immediately took out the catalyst as a shield.

Since ancient times, only those who are superiors have poured wine from their lower level, but no ones who are subordinates have poured wine from their higher level.

Today, Lao Li is Yang Rui's subordinate. He can only let Yang Rui eat and drink well, but not force Yang Rui's wine.

After laughing, Lao Li drank the wine himself and said, "It's better not to drink. We are old alcoholics. I can't help it. Yang Rui is still young. Eat more meat and drink less. Don't get drunk. You have to go to the workshop in the afternoon. Haha..."

Yang Rui put a plate of newly added Nine-turn large intestine in front of him with peace of mind, threw away the chopsticks and ate.

Old Xu sat over with a smile, explaining his Nine-Turn Large Intestine to Yang Rui, while introducing the money and meat he was preparing to Yang Rui.

In Lao Xu's mouth, the nine-turn large intestine in a plate also has a distinction between good and bad. As for money and meat, there are even more distinctions, not only taste good, but also have significant effects.

Yang Ruiquan listened and suddenly felt that he looked a little like Hong Qigong. He was being lured by Huang Rong with delicious food. Huang Rong in front of him looked a little cold.

After three rounds of wine, a waiter brought the stomach soup. The strong peppery smell made the half-drunk men feel excited.

Yang Rui was also sweating profusely, secretly saying goodbye.

Director Li was happy to see it and smiled and said, "If you like it, come and eat it. Come every day. Let's squeeze Lao Xu's tricks to him. Our Western Union Factory has not many good things, but the pigs are full. For example, pig skin. When you cook it, it will be very fragrant. Fried pork skin is even more fragrant, crispy, fragrant and oily, but you are prone to fat and you can't eat too much..."

"Then I must try it." Yang Rui was clearly full, but as he listened, he actually had an appetite again.

"Come and try it anytime, I think so. Tomorrow we will focus on money meat, make some hard dishes the day after tomorrow, make sweet and sour tenderloin, stir-fried tenderloin, and so on, and make a fish in the back mountain stream. The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, let's eat the head and tail, roast pig head and roast pig tail, and fried pork skin!"

"I'm going to die of fat." Yang Rui smiled and shook his head again: "The big day after tomorrow is not good, I have to go home again."

"Go home! Why are you going home again?" Director Li was so scared that he spoke indifferently. He worked hard to prepare delicious food just to keep Yang Rui. It would not be satisfactory for only three days.

Yang Rui shrugged and said, "There is no way. My parents just moved, and the dormitory of China Merchants is in dilapidated. I thought to go back and find two people, help them brush walls, make up the ground, etc. Besides, I also want to see the house in front of me. After all, the dormitory is a dormitory and can't live for a long time. Instead of changing it for two years, it's better to change it for them now."

"Change houses is a big deal, and it is necessary to handle them." Director Li pondered and didn't say much. There were still two days left, so he had to make a few phone calls to decide how to do things.

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Chapter completed!