Before Qin Zhengguo finished speaking, Ying Caixia stepped on him hard.

This guy really thinks he is a big leader? He looks like a pig with an onion stuck in his nose!

It's not a joke, it would be bad if people misunderstood me.

"I'm sorry, little comrade, my wife is joking with you." Ying Caixia said apologetically to the young chef. The young chef was not angry at all. He smiled and said it was okay. Besides, this was encouragement and recognition for him, and she was happy.

It's too late.

After chatting for a while, Song Yuanchao could tell that the young chef seemed to have something to ask of them. As expected, the young chef said a few more polite words, this time lowering his voice and asking if they had more national food stamps. If he had

Want to change some.

Qin Zhengguo immediately became happy. No wonder this boy rushed up to serve him and said a lot of nice things. It turned out to be because of this.

Qin Zhengguo told the young chef that there were some food stamps nationwide, but not much, so he couldn't exchange them for much.

Who would have thought that the young chef became more energetic as soon as he heard this. He rubbed his hands and said that it would be fine if he had it. He couldn't change much. If possible, he would just change a few kilograms for him. Someone in the family was going to travel far away and it was really hard to do without this. Please ask Qin Zhengguo and the others to help.

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Song Yuanchao didn't say anything. Ying Caixia and Lin Yan looked on with smiles, leaving Qin Zhengguo alone to talk to the young chef.

They are not short of national food stamps, and they brought a lot with them when they came out this time. But these things are good things for ordinary people, because food stamps are different in different places, and only national food stamps can be used freely across the country. If

Without this thing, I might not even be able to eat when I go out of town.

However, it is impossible for Qin Zhengguo to tell the other party that he brought a lot, just that he did not bring much. This is to avoid some troubles. After doing business for so many years, and such a big thing happened before, Qin Zhengguo is now much more cautious than before.

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Exchanging some national food stamps was nothing to them, and the young chef Qin Zhengguo liked it a bit. He immediately dug into his pockets, searched inside, and then said to the young chef: "Young man, at most it's just

I can give you this in exchange, do you think it’s enough?”

A closer look showed that the national food stamps that Qin Zhengguo took out weighed ten kilograms and twenty taels. This Coke was so bad for him that he nodded repeatedly and said, "Enough is enough." He immediately asked Qin Zhengguo to wait a moment, and he hurried to his colleagues.

After saying a few words, he soon returned with eleven kilograms of local food stamps.

"I'm sorry, comrade. It stands to reason that these food stamps of yours can be exchanged for at least thirteen kilograms, but we can only get so much together. How about you give me nine kilograms? What do you think?" The young chef rubbed his handbands.

He asked apologetically, with expectation in his eyes.

Qin Zhengguo looked at a stack of local food stamps placed on the table, then looked at the young chef, thought for a while and said: "Forget it, it's not much different. We use the same ones locally anyway, so I'll just replace them all."

Here you go."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much, thank you all so much." The young chef was overjoyed and quickly bowed to the four of them to thank him. Then he carefully tapped the national food stamps handed over by Qin Zhengguo, and then put them into his underwear pocket.

inside.

"By the way, little comrade, I want to ask you something." Qin Zhengguo suddenly said this after the young chef put away the national food stamps.

"You said, as long as I know, I will tell you." The young chef is in a very good mood. With this national food stamp, the problem that has been bothering him these days has been solved. Let alone Qin Zhengguo asking him about something, even if he let him

It’s okay to go out for a few laps shirtless.

Qin Zhengguo asked: "I remember there used to be a master chef named Yu in the kitchen here. He was tall, with a beard, about forty... No, he is in his early fifties now. Do you know him? He is still there.

Do you work here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young chef was stunned. He looked at Qin Zhengguo doubtfully, and then looked at Song Yuanchao and the others beside him. He didn't know how to answer for a while.

"What? You don't know me? Haha, this is normal. You probably came late. Could you help me by asking the old man in the store? Maybe someone knows me."

"No, no, no, I know Master Yu, but how many of you are his friends?" the young chef asked hesitantly.

Qin Zhengguo nodded: "We are considered friends. We had dealings with each other back then, but we haven't seen each other for many years. It's almost six or seven years since we last met. Is he still working here now? How is his health? Is he okay?"

"Do you really know Master Yu?" The young chef couldn't help but ask again.

Qin Zhengguo suddenly laughed: "I know, of course I do. If I don't know, why would I ask you, right? I came here to eat this time to revisit my old place, and also to visit Master Yu, but I haven't seen him until now.

That’s why I’m asking you.”

The young chef relaxed. He looked around to see what he was wary of. When he saw that no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said, "I know Master Yu, he is my master."

"Your master?" Qin Zhengguo and Song Yuanchao were stunned at the same time and asked in unison.

The young chef quickly stretched his fingers to his mouth and made a shushing gesture, then lowered his voice and said, "My master stopped working here a few years ago. Now he opens a noodle stall in the west of the city and works alone."

"You're working as an individual?" Qin Zhengguo was stunned again, then nodded: "You're good as an individual. If you do well as an individual, you can make a lot more money than if you work in the unit. I didn't expect Master Yu to have such courage at his age."

"Where is it!" The young chef shook his head and said: "That's not the case at all. My master made a mistake a few years ago and opened the door. He had no choice but to do this. And we are a small place. How many people are there in the whole county? Again

How many people can eat outside? There is nothing we can do about Master setting up a stall in the west of the city. Otherwise, we have a large family to support, and what will we do if we lose the income?"

"It's open? How come it's open? Isn't it true that state-owned units can't just hire people?" Song Yuanchao asked in surprise. A good master chef of a state-owned restaurant was actually fired by his employer? This sounds outrageous. You have to know that state-owned units

But with the iron rice bowl in hand, how can you just let people go?

"You guys don't know, but my master didn't have a formal staff when he worked here. It was mainly because the old director saw my master's skills and specially arranged for him to come in. Later, the old director resigned and a new director came. This is not true.

Just focus on my master’s position.”

"A few years ago, my master was caught by the new director, saying that he was using government property for personal use, so he found an excuse to fire my master..."

"Sit down and tell us, what is the specific situation?" Song Yuanchao handed over a cigarette. The young chef took it and lit it. He took a puff and quickly took the cigarette out of his mouth and took a look. When he saw the brand printed on the cigarette holder

, my heart was full of surprise.

Surprised, the young chef couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart. These four people were obviously not ordinary people, especially the fat man who had just exchanged food stamps for him. He was the most powerful one. He was at least a section chief or something like that.

This matter about his master has always been kept in the young man's heart, but he was still young at that time, and even now he is just an ordinary chef.

After losing his job, the life of the master and his family was not very good. Without the income that could guarantee the harvest despite droughts and floods, life was very tight. The young chef had always wanted to redress the grievances of the master, but where could he, an ordinary person, find an opportunity? After waiting for so many years

, unexpectedly met four people who looked like leaders who knew the master and came to him specifically to reminisce about old times. How could the young chef let go of this hard-won opportunity?

After sitting down, the young chef quietly told Song Yuanchao and the others about Master Yu. The young chef's surname was Lao, so let's call him Xiao Lao.

His family and Master Yu are neighbors, and they have known each other since childhood. Master Yu is several years older than his father, and he has always treated him as his nephew.

When he was ten years old, because he was not in school at that time, Master Yu talked to his father and said that food, clothing, housing and transportation are the necessities of life. No matter what the world is like, it is always good to have a skill, and it doesn't matter if he becomes a chef in a disaster year.

You won't starve to death.

In this way, Xiao Lao officially became a master of Master Yu and learned the craftsmanship for many years.

Master Yu may seem fierce, but he is actually a very kind person. He has helped many people over the years, and everyone who knows him speaks well of him.

Everyone, please go and try it soon.]

But the problem was that a new director came to the hotel at that time, and his position as chef was blocking their way. In addition, Master Yu did not have a formal establishment, it was just a temporary establishment. Just like that, Master Yu took some leftovers from the kitchen every day.

Cai helped a few beggars, but was caught by the new director.

In fact, this matter is not big or small. Usually leaders turn a blind eye and pass it by. Moreover, these leftovers are of little use in the first place. If they are thrown into the swill bucket, they will be fed to the pigs. But you really want to use this

It's not easy to refute things, and Master Yu lost his job just like that.

Calculating the time, Master Yu lost his job exactly when Song Yuanchao and the others returned to the city. In the blink of an eye, it has already been five or six years.

After losing his job, Master Yu had no choice but to work on his own. At first, he had to be cautious because the policy did not allow it. It was not until a few years ago that with the promotion of reform and opening up, a new group of self-employed people gradually appeared in the northwest, Master Yu finally

He applied for a license and set up a stall in the west of the city. Although his craftsmanship was good and the goods were good, how much spending power could a small county have? So he could only make ends meet.

After listening to Xiao Lao's story, Song Yuanchao and Qin Zhengguo turned pale, and even Ying Caixia and Lin Yan looked extremely angry.

Although Ying Caixia and Lin Yan have never met Master Yu, they have long heard Song Yuanchao and Qin Zhengguo talk about him. It was thanks to Master Yu's help that they were able to survive that year. In this land, if they say the person they remember the most

There are only two, one is Old Uncle Wang from Wangjiatun, and the other is Master Yu.

"I'm not going to eat, let's go!" Qin Zhengguo put the kuaizi down and stood up, saying to Xiao Lao: "Anyway, you're fine now, let's go! Take us to Master Yu's place to have a look. What the hell are you doing?

There is simply no law? Good people are not rewarded? Is there any justice in this?"
Chapter completed!