Just as Yang Jun was going to work, Mr. Zhao came with Zhao Juhua.
Yang Jun quickly welcomed his grandfather and grandson into the living room and served them tea.
Mr. Zhao then stated his purpose of coming.
"Director Yang, thanks to your appreciation of the craftsmanship of our old Zhao family, I will send you my granddaughter Zhao Juhua today."
"Old man, please don't say that. I wish your granddaughter could help me," Yang Jun said.
At this time, Zhao Juhua, who had been silent, said,
"Director Yang, I'm sorry, I'm blind, I made a little joke to you yesterday, please bear with me."
"Sister Zhao, you are so polite. I will ask you to take more care of me in the future."
"Don't be afraid of it, Director Yang. Don't worry, don't dare to say anything else. You will definitely be satisfied with the food." Zhao Juhua patted her chest and said.
"You studied under Mr. Zhao, so you must be very careful about your craftsmanship."
Mr. Zhao interjected: "Director Yang, my granddaughter has been brought up by her father and I since she was a child. Although her cooking skills are not as good as her father, me and her, she is definitely top-notch. You can do this
rest assured."
"Old man, I am very confident about Sister Zhao's cooking skills. With your personal guidance, her cooking skills will definitely be excellent." Yang Jun said.
Yang Jun never doubted Zhao Juhua's cooking skills, and he also believed that Zhao Juhua was qualified for the position of chef.
At this time, Mr. Zhao turned back to Zhao Juhua who was sitting beside him and said,
"Girl, you have never worked in your life. After you get here, you must not be as casual as you are at home. You must have a job in your eyes. Cooking is like being a human being. You must take every meal seriously. Never do it at any time.
It’s just a fool, you know?”
"I got it, Grandpa."
Zhao Juhua changed her careless temper and responded obediently.
"Old man, don't worry. I will never let Sister Zhao suffer here. She only needs to prepare the food and don't have to worry about other things." Yang Jun said.
"That's not possible. You offer such a high salary. How can I do just cooking? This girl also does all the work at home."
Mr. Zhao was unwilling as soon as he heard this.
"This girl can do anything with her hands."
Yang Jun listened and said with a smile: "Old man, you just said that cooking is just like being a human being. You must take every meal seriously. If Sister Zhao does other housework, how can she concentrate on cooking? You
Say so?"
When the old man heard this, he frowned deeply.
Apparently caught in a conflict, he pondered for a long time before saying, "You can be a full-time cook, but the salary cannot be so high. I think the salary will be twenty-seven yuan a month."
"That's not possible. How can you go back on what you said? Besides, just because of your cooking skills, I deserve such a high salary."
Yang Jun did not allow him to refuse, and continued: "In addition to the fifty-four yuan monthly salary, I will also give forty catties of food stamps, five catties of meat stamps, and other stamps."
"this……"
Seeing Yang Jun's resolute attitude, Mr. Zhao no longer refused, so he cupped his fists with both hands and said,
"Thank you, my old man, I will remember your kindness."
Zhao Juhua also quickly thanked her: "Director Yang, thank you."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, this is what you should do."
When discussing the payment for the completion of work, Mr. Zhao said to Zhao Juhua,
"Girl, you go to the kitchen first and familiarize yourself with the situation. I still have a few words to say to Director Yang."
"Okay, grandpa."
Zhao Juhua responded, stood up, looked at Yang Jun, and said, "Director Yang, where is your kitchen?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he quickly called out to Yi Qiushui's study.
Yi Qiushui was reading in the study and came out after hearing the shout.
After coming out, Yang Jun introduced them to each other, and then asked Yi Qiushui to take Zhao Juhua to the kitchen to have a look.
The reason why Yi Qiushui was asked to take care of her was to prevent the second mother, Ma Xiangxiang and the others, from saying anything.
After Yi Qiushui took Zhao Juhua away, Mr. Zhao solemnly said,
"Xiao Yang, my granddaughter has a carefree personality and has never been to work. If there is anything wrong with her, feel free to scold her."
"Haha, old man, you are worrying too much. To tell you the truth, I like Sister Zhao's bold character very much. At least she is not tired."
"That's good, that's good."
Mr. Zhao said a few good words and then fell into deep thought.
After a long while, he said: "Her father and I didn't plan to let her go to work originally, for fear that her character would offend others. Fortunately, she came to your side, so I feel relieved."
"Old man, you must also know me. I am not a mean person. I will treat Sister Zhao as family."
After hearing this, Mr. Zhao waved his hands and said, "I can trust your character, otherwise I wouldn't have let her come over."
"In half a month, the three-year contract period will come, and I will completely retire by then. Maybe Xiao Yang, you still don't know why I decided on this three-year period, right?"
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Old man, I really don't know the details. I only know that you made this three-year agreement because of your son. If you don't mind, I want to hear the inside story here."
"It's nothing inconvenient or embarrassing, so I'll tell you today."
Mr. Zhao's eyes were blurred and his thoughts were lost in memories.
"Girl Juhua got married when she was seventeen years old. Her husband is my disciple. In fact, he is my son's disciple. I thought they would live happily. However, about four years ago, Juhua's husband went behind his back.
She raised a woman outside, but Juhua discovered it later. The two just quarreled at first, and then started fighting. Juhua was a tough-tempered person, and he was unwilling to admit defeat. Later, the quarrel reached the point of divorce, and his husband lived and died.
If you don’t agree, as long as Juhua mentions the word divorce, he will be scolded at least, and he will be beaten severely at worst. Later..."
Speaking of this, I saw the muscles on Mr. Zhao's face twitching a few times, and then he continued.
"Later, her father and I got so angry that we came to the door with the guy in hand. We beat the bastard up, but my son couldn't hold it back and not only broke one of the bastard's legs, but also...
He also took away the roots of his descendants."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The castration is good."
Yang Jun clapped the table and applauded, and said indignantly: "It is not a pity for such a person to die. This kind of punishment is an advantage for him."
"Old man, what happened next?"
"later……"
"Later, his father was convicted of all the charges of beating people. According to the national law, he should have been squatting on the fence for a few years. Fortunately, Mr. Wang helped and paid a large sum of money to settle the matter."
At this point, Yang Jun basically understood what happened.
Yang Jun could basically guess what happened next.
In order to repay his kindness, Mr. Zhao volunteered to cook for Guozheng for three years.
And now that the three-year deadline is coming, Mr. Zhao has finally repaid his kindness.
As for his scumbag grandson-in-law, not only has a broken leg now and he relies on crutches to walk every day, but he is also inhumane. Now the two have divorced and their two children have also returned to Zhao Juhua. Now it can be said that everyone has betrayed their relatives and separated.
Listening to Mr. Zhao's narration, Yang Jun couldn't help but sigh.
The biggest misfortune for a woman is to meet a scumbag. The scumbag not only ruined her, but also ruined the family and affected her two children.
Yang Jun was very sympathetic to Zhao Juhua's experience.
She is a woman who has been hurt in her heart. No wonder Mr. Zhao and his wife would rather work outside to make money than let her go out to work.
Thinking of this, Yang Jun said to Mr. Zhao,
"Old man, your great-grandson is about fifteen years old. If you don't mind, you can let him come to work in the steel rolling mill."
"Oh, don't worry, we will never let him go down to the workshop to wield a sledgehammer."
When Mr. Zhao heard this, a layer of tears flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hands and said,
"Xiao Yang, my old man is here to thank you in advance, but there is no need for the time being. My two great-grandsons are now with his grandma.
I am learning to cook. I will trouble you again when they start cooking in the future."
"The craftsmanship inherited from our ancestors cannot be lost. This is a craft that cannot be hungry and should be carried forward."
Yang Jun said: "Don't worry, old man, the door of the steel rolling mill will always be open for them."
"Thank you, Xiao Yang."
Afterwards, the two chatted for a while.
Mr. Zhao was ready to leave.
Yang Jun asked Ma Juzi to drive the old man back, but he refused to agree, so Yang Jun had no choice but to give up.
After seeing Mr. Zhao off, Yang Jun returned to the kitchen.
As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw a group of people gathered around.
Yang Jun took a closer look and saw that it was a cooking competition.
The contestants are of course Zhao Juhua and Ma Xiangxiu.
When Ma Xiangxiu saw someone taking her job, she naturally challenged Zhao Juhua.
The person hosting the competition was Wang Yuying, and the onlookers were Zhao Hongmei, Zhou Miaomiao, Yang Mei and a group of children.
The content of the competition is very simple, that is, frying the same dish to see who has better cooking skills.
Yang Jun looked at it, shook his head and said nothing.
What's the comparison? So what if you win, so what if you lose.
With so many people in the family, one cook would definitely be too busy, and even two more cooks wouldn't be enough.
Haven't you seen so many people helping in the kitchen every day?
The content of their competition is jealousy.
Both of them were very skilled in their movements, and their knife skills were very good. They cut the cabbage into rhombus shapes, and they also controlled the heat very well. The fire did not last more than a minute.
After a while, both of them had cooked the dishes and put them on the table for everyone to taste.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jun walked up to Yang Mei, pulled her aside and glared at her.
"You are the manager of a grain store now. What's the point of staying at home all day?"
"snort!"
Yang Mei took a step back and hid behind Wang Yuying, saying: "As for the Po Liang Store, Liu Zhi alone is enough. There are so many people there and it's just idle."
"you……"
Yang Jun tapped her with his hand, "I'll deal with you another day."
After saying that, Yang Jun took the lead in taking a pair of chopsticks and started tasting the food.
He ate the one made by Ma Xiangxiang first, then the one made by Zhao Juhua, and then pointed to a piece of vinegared cabbage and said,
"This dish is slightly better."
The dish he was talking about was made by Zhao Juhua.
Seeing this, Wang Yuying also took a bite and was full of praise for the dish Zhao Juhua made.
When others saw this and Yang Jun's mother and son supporting Zhao Juhua, they would be fools if they didn't know how to take sides.
The reason why Yang Jun supported Zhao Juhua was not only because he stood up for her, but also because his skills were indeed much better than Ma Xiangxiu's.
