Chapter 355 Zhao Tiancheng comes to visit on his own initiative
After coming out of the courtyard,
After returning to the office, Yang Jun received a call from the doorman.
"Director, someone from Zhao Tiancheng is looking for you."
Yang Jun thought about it carefully and found that he had never known this Zhao Tiancheng.
"I don't know this person, so I just said I'm not here."
Just when I was about to hang up the phone, someone said hurriedly at the door,
"Director, this person said he is from the State Guesthouse."
From the State Guesthouse?
Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the old Zhao who had cooked for him before and retired from the State Guesthouse.
All day long I was calling Old Zhao, Old Zhao, and it turned out that his name was Zhao Tiancheng.
"You tell Master Zhao, I will go to meet him personally."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Jun ran downstairs.
There are only a handful of people who can ask him to pick him up in person, and Zhao Tiancheng is one of them.
There is no other reason.
Just because he is a foodie, his resistance to delicious food is almost zero.
Chefs in state hotels are rare.
Serving a whole table is the proper treatment of a great leader.
What's more, Master Zhao's character is worthy of being greeted in person.
"you are?"
As soon as he arrived at the gate of the steel rolling mill, Yang Jun was stunned.
He didn't know this person. This Zhao Tiancheng was not the retired cook of the State Guesthouse that he knew.
This man is in his fifties, wearing clean clothes, his hair and beard are neatly trimmed, and he has a clear face and kind eyes. At first glance, he is a very approachable person.
"You are Factory Manager Yang, right? My father cooked for you once before. I wonder if you still remember it."
When the old man spoke, he looked timid, but he seemed quite kind.
"Oh, you are Master Zhao, hello, hello."
As soon as he reminded him, Yang Jun immediately remembered who he was. It turned out that he was Lao Zhao's son.
"Hello, Director Yang."
Facing Yang Jun's initiative to shake hands, Zhao Tiancheng seemed a little embarrassed.
He rubbed his hands on his clothes, and his hands holding Yang Jun kept shaking.
"Master Zhao, please come inside."
"No... no need. I just wanted to ask Director Yang if he wanted to cook for the Mid-Autumn Festival. I happened to be at home that day."
Zhao Tiancheng waved his hands repeatedly, unwilling to go in.
"Really? Master Zhao, thank you very much. If it is convenient for you, I will help you that day."
Yang Jun said excitedly.
"No trouble, no trouble."
Zhao Tiancheng smiled and waved his hand, took out a list from his pocket and handed it to Yang Jun.
"Director Yang, please prepare all the ingredients on the list in advance."
Yang Jun took the list and took a look at it.
"No problem, I'll trouble Master Zhao then."
"Okay, if nothing happens, I'll go back to work."
Zhao Tiancheng seemed to be an honest person at first glance. After finishing the matter, he would go back to work.
"Master Zhao, please wait a moment."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Yang Jun quickly stopped him, then turned back to the guard and said,
"You drive Master Zhao."
"Yes, director."
The guard responded and ran to drive.
"No... no need, Director Yang, it's just a few steps, I can walk by myself."
When Zhao Tiancheng heard this, he quickly refused.
Yang Jun thought to himself, this was not just a matter of a few steps. Even if he took the bus, he would have to transfer twice. God knows how much distance Zhao Tiancheng had to travel to tell him the news.
Besides, it's a bit unkind for someone to take the initiative to cook for themselves and then have them carry them back.
"Master Zhao, please don't refuse. It's just a matter of stepping on the accelerator."
"I'm just a cook, so it's not appropriate to ride in a car..."
Zhao Tiancheng still wanted to refuse, but at this time the guard drove over in his car.
Yang Jun personally put him in the car and told the driver to take Master Zhao to the place where he was.
"Master Zhao, please walk slowly."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said goodbye to Zhao Tiancheng.
On the way back to the office.
Yang Jun felt inexplicably excited when he thought about tasting the food cooked by the chef of the State Guesthouse.
There have been hundreds of copies of the meals that Lao Zhao cooked before.
However, he has been so busy recently that he forgot to take it out from the space and taste it.
He decided to have a good taste in the evening.
When passing by the Security Department, he saw Wang Erwa standing at the door looking at him with a smile.
"Lao Yang, who is that person?"
Wang Erwa saw that Yang Jun was polite to the old man and opened the door for him personally. He thought that this old man must have a good background.
“From the State Guesthouse.”
Yang Jun rolled his eyes and replied angrily,
"You kid, you promised me the good things, but why haven't you done anything yet?"
Knowing that Wang Erwa was reluctant to part with the treasure, Yang Jun picked out his weak spots and poked at him.
"I've been preparing it for you for a long time, but I just never found the right time."
Wang Erwa raised her brows and said with a grin: "It's you who promised to treat us to a drink of Thirty-five Years' Naughty Red. It's been several months, but I haven't seen any movement from you."
Yang Jun heard this.
If you think about it carefully, this is really the case.
This thing has been promised to them for a long time, but they have never found the right opportunity.
He pondered for a while and said: "It's better to catch up with the sun some other time. Let's do it tonight. You tell those bastards to come to my house for a drink tonight, and I'll let you try the craftsmanship of the State Guesthouse."
"State Guesthouse?"
Wang Erwa heard this and pointed in the direction of the steel rolling mill gate: "You said that person just now was the cook of the State Guesthouse?"
"What, you don't believe it?"
"Xin, Lao Yang, it's settled, don't go back on it, I'll notify those bastards right away."
After Wang Erwa finished speaking, she went directly back to her office to make a phone call, as if she was afraid that Yang Jun would regret it.
"You kid, don't forget to bring me the good things."
Yang Jun smiled, shook his head and returned to the office.
Since he decided to invite those bastards to drink tonight, he had to go back and make preparations first.
Without returning to the office, Yang Jun asked Ma Juzi to take him home first.
After returning home, he sent Ma Juzi back. He had to pick up Yi Qiushui for work in the evening.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ma Xiangxiu holding her child in her arms while making lunch.
Since her confinement, Ma Xiangxiu started cooking for Yang Jun again.
It's just that the child is still young and can't live without people, so she has to take him with her when cooking.
"Xiangxiu, don't do it. I'll just go outside and buy something to eat."
Seeing the child in her arms crying so hard, Yang Jun couldn't bear it, so he couldn't help but persuade her.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
When Ma Xiangxiu heard this, her eyes turned red, and big tears fell down.
"Brother, why don't you find a new cook? I...I'm really too busy."
"What are you looking for? I can't get used to food cooked by others."
Yang Jun's face darkened and he said, "It will be fine when the child is older. Don't worry."
As soon as her heart sank, she knew that Ma Xiangxiu had a psychological burden.
However, he also understands that the child is too young and usually requires two people to take care of it. Now it is really difficult for her to take care of the child alone and do laundry and cooking.
"Brother, Teacher Gao and the children haven't eaten yet."
Ma Xiangxiu glanced at Teacher Gao and the others who were in class and said.
"Okay, you don't have to worry about it. Just leave it to me. You can take the child back first. Look at his little eyes that are swollen from crying."
Ma Xiangxiu changed the child into a comfortable position and kept patting the child's back with her right hand.
The child may be hungry and keeps crawling into his arms.
Ma Xiangxiu's face turned red and she quickly returned to the yard next door.
After Xiangxiu left, Yang Jun glanced at Teacher Gao and the others who were concentrating on class, then turned around and walked out.
About half an hour later, Yang Jun came back from outside.
There were five more donkey meats in his hand.
"Teacher Gao, it's time to eat."
Yang Jun burned the donkey meat and put it on the stone table. Yang Laosi, Yang Qun and Yang Ling's eyes suddenly lit up. They sniffed hard and could vaguely hear the sound of saliva.
None of them took action, but looked at Teacher Gao.
Teacher Gao put down the textbook in his hand and said quietly,
"Let's eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Laosi took the lead and grabbed a piece of donkey meat, burned it, and ate it loudly.
Not to be outdone, Yang Qun and Yang Ling started gnawing on the donkey meat, which was bigger than their faces.
Teacher Gao waited until all three children started eating.
Yang Jun had already eaten on the way. The reason why he took five donkey meats and burned them was because he wanted one for each of the three children and two for Teacher Gao.
"Brother, it smells so good. I wish I could eat it every day."
Yang Laosi's mouth was full and his speech was slurred.
"I can't do anything well, I can eat whatever I want, and I'm the best at cooking."
Yang Jun said solemnly: "Show me your test paper."
When Yang Laosi heard this, he rolled his eyes, rummaged through a pile of test papers, pulled out a few test papers and handed them to him.
Judging from her arrogant look, she seems to be full of confidence.
I took the test paper and flipped it over a few times.
It didn't matter when I flipped through it, I actually saw a few papers with perfect scores.
The results were very good, with the worst score being 98 points.
Yang Jun was very satisfied and grinned from ear to ear.
"Okay, okay, good test, keep up the good work."
Yang Jun smiled and put the paper in his hands, caressing Yang Laosi's braid without leaving any trace.
Yang Laosi rolled his eyes and shook his head in protest.
After reading Yang Laosi's test papers, he then looked at Yang Qun and Yang Ling's papers.
Yang Qun's grades are also good, with scores of over 90 in every category, but what makes Yang Jun even more gratified is that his handwriting is very neat and comfortable to look at.
Compared to Yang Qun, Yang Laosi's nickname is no longer Black Dog Looking at the Stars, but there is still a certain gap between the two.
However, it can be seen that practicing big calligraphy is still very effective.
As for Yang Ling's results, they were not very satisfactory. Most of her scores were hovering near the passing line.
However, this is difficult for him. After all, she is only five or six years old. If she is asked to study sixth grade courses, it is very good to achieve such results.
"Teacher Gao, you have worked really hard during this period. The child's achievement is all due to you."
Gao Jingtao waved his hand and said: "Master brings individuals to practice. Their achievements are all the result of their hard work."
Yang Jun: "Without the guidance of famous teachers, they would not have achieved this result."
Gao Jingtao: "There is no champion master, only champion apprentice."
Although he spoke modestly, Yang Jun still caught a glimpse of the proud curve at the corner of his mouth.
If the apprentice gets good grades, he, as a master, will naturally have a sense of accomplishment.
"Teacher Gao, no matter what, you have contributed a lot to this."
Scholars are not bad at anything except face.
A few words of flattery made Teacher Gao smile from ear to ear.
"Mr. Yang, I don't dare to relax for a moment, because I'm afraid I won't be able to afford your salary."
Gao Jingtao felt very embarrassed that Yang Jun paid the salary to the couple. If the child's grades could not be improved, he would really have no shame in staying any longer.
"Look what you said, I know very well what's going on with my sister. If she really isn't good at studying, I won't blame you."
Yang Jun knew very well what kind of virtue Yang Yu had been.
His grades were at the bottom of the school, and his scores were still in single digits.
The results he has achieved today are beyond his imagination.
As long as she maintains her grades, she will definitely be admitted to a good university in the future.
"Mr. Yang, I'm asking for leave. I have something to do at home and I want to go back first."
Gao Jingtao said with some embarrassment: "I've already finished the classes that I should take in the morning. I'll just let them practice big calligraphy in the afternoon."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Teacher Gao, if you have anything to do, go and get busy. I'll watch them practice calligraphy."
"Okay, then...I'll go back first."
"Please go back."
After talking, Teacher Gao went back.
When Yang Jun came back from sending Teacher Gao off, he found that Yang Yu and the others were grabbing donkey meat and burning it.
Taking advantage of his height, Yang Yu lifted the remaining piece of donkey meat high into the fire, causing Yang Qun and Yang Ling to jump around on the ground anxiously.
"Yang Laosi, are you embarrassed to steal things from your nephew and niece?"
"Brother, I'm not full yet, I want to eat another one."
Yang Yu is now very afraid of Yang Jun.
Ever since she was beaten last time, she had been psychologically affected by Yang Jun.
Seeing Yang Jun walking towards her, she thought he was going to beat her, so she was so frightened that she circled around the stone table.
"Eat less, there will be something delicious tonight."
Yang Jun didn't chase her and just sat on the stool.
He waved his hand and asked Yang Laosi to bring the piece of donkey meat to the fire.
Seeing this, Yang Laosi reluctantly handed over the cake.
Yang Jun broke the pancake into three parts and each person got a little.
"First fill your stomach, then have a big meal in the evening."
