After buying the cotton-padded clothes, Yang Jun took Sun Zhaodi directly to the restaurant for a meal.
It's the same state-owned hotel he often goes to.
As soon as she entered the store, Zhang Shuhua recognized Yang Jun at a glance.
"Director Yang, I finally waited for you to come. I thought you would never come again."
"Sister Zhang, look at what you said, how could I not come? The pork dumplings you serve here are excellent."
Yang Jun stood at the window and signaled Sun Zhaodi to order.
Sun Zhaodi rubbed her clothes with both hands, looking embarrassed.
"Uncle Yang, I can eat whatever I want, please order it for me."
When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately understood.
It's probably this girl's first time in a restaurant, and she doesn't know what to order.
At this time, the head chef Wang Yating heard that Yang Jun was coming and hurriedly came out of the back kitchen.
He greeted warmly: "Director Yang, you can order whatever you want. I'm treating you today."
Just because Yang Jun helped Huang Yani return to the city, Wang Yating felt that without Yang Jun, Huang Yani might still be in Huangtai Commune and unable to come back.
She had wanted to thank Yang Jun for a long time, but she had never found a suitable opportunity.
Yang Jun came over for dinner today, and she wanted to treat him to a meal.
"No need, Sister Zhang, it's just a little effort." Yang Jun declined.
"That won't work. I'll treat anyone to this meal. If it weren't for you, Director Yang, that girl Yanni... ugh!"
Wang Yating said this and sighed: "That girl is really pitiful. Her parents are gone. If you hadn't helped, Director Yang, her life would have been ruined."
Obviously, Huang Yani told them what happened in Huangtai Commune. If Yang Jun hadn't helped in time, Huang Yani would have been ruined.
"It's just a coincidence. I wouldn't just sit idly by if I met someone." Yang Jun said.
At first, Wang Yating asked him, but he refused.
Later, the reason why he helped Huang Yani was that he couldn't bear to see her being bullied. She was just meddling in other people's business, and his chivalrous heart overflowed.
"No matter what happens, we will never forget Director Yang's kindness and kindness."
Wang Yating came out from the backstage and asked Yang Jun to sit on his seat.
"Director Yang, please give me a chance to thank you, otherwise I will never feel at ease in my life."
Seeing her sincere look, Yang Jun couldn't bear to brush off her kindness, so he nodded and said: "Okay, then... it's better to be respectful than to obey."
"That's right. What would you like to eat?"
Yang Jun thought for a moment and said, "Let's have a hundred dumplings first."
He glanced at Sun Zhaodi and quickly changed his words: "Two hundred, maybe."
Wang Yating was startled when she heard this.
She knew Yang Jun's appetite. Normally, one dumpling would fill her up, no more than thirty, but this time it cost two hundred...
However, she was just stunned for a moment and immediately said: "Wait a moment, I will cook the dumplings right away."
She had agreed to treat Yang Jun to dinner, but she couldn't go back on it.
Even if the meal cost him half a month's salary, he still had to fulfill his promise.
After Wang Yating left, Yang Jun touched Sun Zhaodi with his hand.
"Girl, there's a treat for you today. Let's go eat later. Did you hear me?"
"Hey, I heard Uncle Yang."
When Sun Zhaodi spoke, she had a greedy look on her face, and her nose kept sniffing the fragrance in the air.
Yang Jun could tell that it was indeed the first time for this girl to go to a restaurant, and her greedy expression made people feel distressed.
This girl has grown so big that she has never had a decent meal, let alone a restaurant.
Today, she finally went to a restaurant with Yang Jun. It was the kind of place where someone was treating a guest. She decided that she would have a good meal later.
after awhile.
Wang Yating and Zhang Shuhua each came up with a large plate of steaming dumplings.
"Director Yang, please eat the fresh pork and green onion dumplings while they are hot," Wang Yating said.
"Thank you." Yang Jun said.
"You eat first, and I'll bring you the rest."
The two put down the dumplings and went back. Before leaving, they dropped two heads of garlic.
After they left, Yang Jun pushed the garlic towards Sun Zhaodi.
"I have a meeting to hold in the afternoon, you can eat."
"It's delicious, Uncle Yang."
Sun Zhaodi took one dumpling at a time.
Because the dumplings were too hot, they kept rolling in her mouth and she couldn't speak clearly.
Sun Zhaodi did not peel the garlic, she just smashed it with her palm, wrapped it in the garlic skin and ate it.
She was so hungry that she took one big meat dumpling at a time, and sometimes she even swallowed it without chewing it.
This scene made Yang Jun's face twitch.
"Then eat more."
If a girl looks like this, it may be difficult for her to find a husband in the future.
Not to mention, when this matter was mentioned, Yang Jun couldn't help but feel a headache for Sun Zhaodi.
This girl has a rough look, a very big frame, and she is tall. With her looks, she will definitely not be able to find a husband in the future.
And look at her appetite, no one dares to marry her.
However, stupid people are blessed. Besides, this girl is only eighteen years old, so it is too early to talk about this matter now.
Yang Jun still finished five dumplings, and Sun Zhaodi finished her plate of dumplings.
Looking at Sun Zhaodi who was licking her lips with her tongue, Yang Jun picked up his plate and gave some to her.
"Thank you, Uncle Yang."
This girl was not polite, she just took the plate and poured it into her mouth.
"Eat slowly, there will be more later."
Before she finished her sentence, Sun Zhaodi put down the empty plate and smiled silly at Yang Jun.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes, Ma Juzi and Yang Anguo were not so fierce.
I took her to the cafeteria to eat several times on weekdays, but I never saw her eating like this.
Fortunately, at this time, Wang Yating came over with two more plates of dumplings.
"Hey, I finished eating so quickly. I was thinking about eating it slower."
"Sister Wang, don't rest, hurry up and bring up the rest."
Yang Jun waved her hand and told her to quickly return to the kitchen.
He understands the mood of foodies.
The food is delicious, but I am worried that it will suddenly disappear, especially waiting for this period of time is the most difficult.
No wonder Sun Zhaodi is so powerful, just look at her appetite.
Yang Jun summed up a rule.
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This is true for Ma Juzi and Yang Jiaguo, and the same is true for Sun Zhaodi.
As far as Sun Zhaodi was concerned, Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi were definitely not as strong as her.
"Bah! Bah!"
After finishing another plate of dumplings, Sun Zhaodi smashed them and savored the taste of the dumplings.
"Are the dumplings delicious?" Yang Jun asked with squinted eyes.
"tasty."
"Can you taste the stuffing?"
Sun Zhaodi was startled, shook her head and said, "No..."
"Haha, it doesn't matter. You will know after eating two more plates."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Yating brought up two more large plates of dumplings.
Wang Yating placed a plate of dumplings in front of them, smiled, and then went back to serve the dumplings.
"You go ahead and eat, I'm full."
Yang Jun pushed the plate of dumplings in front of her towards her and said, "Eat as much as you want. You'll be satisfied when you're full."
"Hmm... uh... got it, Uncle Yang."
Sun Zhaodi's mouth was so full that she couldn't speak clearly.
Yang Jun was not too hungry. He was full after eating a dozen dumplings.
He pushed the plate and lit a cigarette.
While he was smoking, he helped Sun Zhaodi peel garlic.
Seeing this girl eating garlic with its skin still attached, Yang Jun felt uncomfortable, so he simply peeled the garlic for her while sitting there with nothing to do.
People in this era are very honest and don't know how to cheat. The dumplings have thin skin and enough filling.
One plate can only hold twenty dumplings, and two hundred dumplings can fill ten plates.
There was a solitary plate in front of Yang Jun, while in front of Sun Zhaodi was a pile of plates with all the dumplings on them.
The height of the plate almost covered her face.
Many people in the store were shocked by Sun Zhaodi's appetite. They stopped their chopsticks and looked over.
Sun Zhaodi just immersed herself in eating dumplings and was completely unaware of the surprised looks and comments from the people around her.
I eat mine, you watch yours.
As long as you don't disturb me eating dumplings.
"Sister Wang, fifty more dumplings."
Yang Jun saw that her eating speed of dumplings was not slowing down, and it seemed that she was not full yet, so he asked Wang Yating to cook dumplings again.
"I'm coming."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Yating coming over with two more plates of dumplings.
"I knew there wasn't enough food, so I cooked fifty more."
"Sorry to trouble you, Sister Wang." Yang Jun said embarrassedly.
"No trouble, you can eat with all your heart today and I'll treat you."
Although Wang Yating had a smile on her face, her heart was bleeding.
Even though she has worked in a state-owned hotel for such a long time, she has never been willing to taste a dumpling. Today, in order to thank Yang Jun, she had to bite the bullet and persevere.
The big talk has been spread out, so Yang Jun and the others should just eat with all their heart. They can't stop eating halfway.
She was very impressed by Yang Jun. The people who came to eat with him were all big-bellied men.
Everyone has a base of two hundred dumplings, but today this girl's appetite is obviously more than one level higher than those in the past.
Wang Yating's heart was bleeding. She calculated secretly that these two hundred dumplings were enough for her ten days' salary. If the girl wanted to eat dumplings later, her half month's salary would be gone.
However, the big words have already been released, so I can only grit my teeth and stick to the end.
"Sister Wang, here are twenty more dumplings."
Sun Zhaodi continued to eat dumplings at a fast pace. Seeing this, Yang Jun could only shamelessly order twenty more dumplings.
"Fifty."
When Sun Zhaodi heard this, she slapped her hand and said.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes, saw Wang Yating's embarrassed look, and said bravely: "Sister Wang, please cook fifty more."
"okay."
Wang Yating had a smile on her face, but when Yang Jun saw it, he knew it was her who was holding on.
Wang Yating took out two more heads of garlic from her apron pocket and put them on the table, smiling bitterly.
"I'll go cook it right away."
After saying that, he turned around and went back to the kitchen.
But as soon as she took two steps, she staggered and almost fell down.
However, fortunately, I held on to the table next to me in time to avoid falling.
"Uncle Yang, I ate it. It's stuffed with pork and green onions."
While he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard Sun Zhaodi screaming.
Yang Jun rolled his eyes. This girl's reflex arc was long enough. Only now did she taste that it was stuffed with pork and green onions.
"Why do I feel like it's stuffed with mutton?" Yang Jun teased.
"Yeah"
Sun Zhaodi scratched her head, looked at the dumplings in confusion, and then said seriously,
"Uncle Yang, I think I need to eat fifty more to taste the filling."
When Yang Jun heard this, he rubbed his face vigorously with both hands.
What a waste.
It's a real hammer, it's a big rice bucket.
"Yes, keep eating. If you still can't taste anything, let's order fifty more."
Facing his niece who is more than 100 months old, Yang Jun tried his best to show enough patience.
This happened to be heard by Wang Yating, who was holding two plates of dumplings. Her vision went dark and she almost fell to the ground.
My dear aunt, please don’t eat it again. If you eat it again, my salary for this month will be gone.
Half an hour later, Sun Zhaodi and Yang Jun came out of the hotel.
Behind them were Wang Yating and Zhang Shuhua with wry smiles on their faces.
They said words of thanks and wished to come back next time.
The two started the car and prepared to return to the factory.
Sun Zhaodi held the steering wheel with one hand and stroked her round belly with the other, looking serious.
"Uncle Yang, I finally know what kind of dumplings these are."
