The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is actually a good day.
Although the temperature in the morning and evening is still close to below zero, at noon, the sun is shining in the sky and only a slight breeze is blowing. Even the dead trees on the back mountain reflect particularly bright colors.
A few magpies noticed that this house had delicious food, and were now sitting on the treetops in the back hill, chirping, waiting for every opportunity to steal something.
In this kind of environment, eating outdoors is indeed comfortable.
The only problem is...
City leader Wang Sen calmly looked into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, feeling very resentful in his heart.
The big boss and possibly even bigger bosses are having a great time. He is just the top leader of a small town on the 18th tier, and he can’t even join the dinner party...
What's even worse is that not only was he unable to join, but he also made everyone wait for him because he arrived late!
At this moment, he and his secretary were standing in the corridor, calm on the surface, but actually very depressed.
And this depression reached its peak when Song Sancheng came over carefully.
"Has he seen that apart from our own chef, no one is heard to be a top chef, specially hired from outside the small restaurant..."
The white meat has not been cut into pieces and is plated. The thickness is even and there are differences between small and large.
At this moment, a small even and symmetrical circle formed on the periphery of the complex plate, and the sauce with chili oil flowed backwards. The meat was obviously hot but fragrant, and it was inexplicably attractive at this moment.
Procurement? What procurement?
It's cool, crispy, and a little wintery, as if a ball of crushed ice has been placed under my anxious heart! Not to mention it's less refreshing!
"You know, you know! In a seven-star hotel like this, the chef can make millions a year!"
"Ouch! How was that dish prepared? It smells so bad!"
Immediately afterwards, everyone at the table stopped looking at me.
The strong aroma is mixed with the natural aroma of cooked white meat. As soon as I chew it hastily, the fat and low-cool taste stimulates me, and I can immediately understand the image of the secretary just now.
"Taking pictures, right?" The other party's voice was friendly:
What can Song Ba Cheng say?
Everyone knows that I am the number one person in the city. Now that I am using chopsticks, who would be the first to reach out?
Song Bacheng understood and said at this moment: "Oh, look at you, you have forgotten that we were the purchaser of our municipal government. Now that we have been transferred to the provincial capital, you look very familiar!"
Yes, there is nothing wrong with your vision!
But the tall girl at the next table started to eat it with great joy!
But when the dishes were served to my table, I quickly said: "We are busy over there, let's make arrangements for everyone outside the house first..."
As for what others put under their ears, I should have seen it all.
I was still chewing outside my mouth, and there was still red oil on my lips. But with a quick movement, I picked up a piece of white meat stained with red chili oil juice again, and then stuffed it out of my mouth as soon as possible.
——Your family has such strong connections but you want to take a photo with me. Is this intentional?!
But it was really hard for Wang Sen to describe that feeling.
Naturally, people in rural areas would be arguing at times like that, and at least a few cold-blooded drinkers would get together.
I picked up the meat and chewed it knowing the taste. The sesame seeds soaked in chili oil outside the sauce were bitten into pieces and blended with the rich garlic paste, leaving only a strong aroma in my mouth.
"You can't take pictures! You are too involved in the quiet atmosphere of our farmhouse! Were you busy serving food after that? After we have dinner, our whole family will come to take a group photo. Does he think it's appropriate?
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And Song Bacheng thought for a while, and then expressed his gratitude to Party Secretary Da Zhu: "There are a few old men outside, but they are the grandfathers of our village Party Secretary Zhu! You specially invited us, our Party Secretary Zhu has done some practical things...
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Song Bazheng was holding the tray and had not finished serving food yet!
In full view of everyone, Wen Yan could only put his attention on the room, and instead greeted Xiaojia to eat, while he carefully picked up a handful of shredded radish with chopsticks!
Just because the other party didn't seem to know anything, he stabbed him several times:
This is called a touching thing!
Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are in the purchasing business, so you don’t know how to build relationships!
"Leader... look at this... what about me... I would like you to take a photo with me, is that convenient?"
Beating cucumbers, mixing shredded radish, white fungus... In the cold winter, looking at those refreshing cold dishes, the young man took a deep breath involuntarily!
"Hiss—it's no wonder you smell so bad in that dish. You really don't have the ability to get a low salary!"
Song Bacheng looked outside the house and found that the two purchasers were serving tea to your grandfathers, Party Secretary Dazhu...
I used all my life's knowledge on that chopstick, and I picked up seven pieces! Looking at the other people shouting and eagerly scrambling for it, I can really praise you for your thoughtfulness!
But the bad thing is that when he still had something to say, he heard Wulan shouting: "You guys, please sit down! Sit down slowly, it's hot that day, and it will be cold by the time the food is served..."
It was the secretary who had been following me who stretched out his chopsticks!
The leader's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his chopsticks again, only to see that there was no pair of chopsticks next to him that was slower than him!
Wang Sen was stunned.
The first order was not just a few hot dishes!
Wang Sen:……
There are no dishes under the table, so smelling and looking at them is not very attractive! When will dinner be served?!
Seeing the leader looking at me, I quickly took out another pair of disposable chopsticks to unpack the package, and gave the leader a chopstick!
Wang Sen woke up from a sudden awakening and suddenly realized what he was hearing!
As a qualified leader, Wang Sen feels that he is emotionally stable as young people say every day.
Downstairs, Song Tan looked at the eight people under the terrace: "We've all eaten, why do we still go up?"
When Song BaZheng looked over at this moment, he found that the smile on the leader's face was deep and sincere, just like the winter sun!
I just want to slap my calf and say "it fits so well"!
My rejecting hand reached my mouth and turned around. I smiled and thanked him, and put the cigarette back into my pocket.
After all, the secretary was transferred here by myself before I took office, and she is usually more stable and reliable in doing things. But now I see...
But at this moment, he couldn't express any emotion and could only force a smile: "Then why are you so mean! Then these people outside the house..."
After finishing speaking, Song Mude, who was sitting next to us, handed him a cigarette: "Boss, let him try it too. You cut the shredded tobacco at home. After that, the old brothers outside the house were very disgusted."
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We can also understand why the country banquet, which has always been quiet and noisy, suddenly became quiet in the yard as soon as the dishes were served.
Eight people walked around the place carrying trays, and the leader was assigned to sit at the same table as Song Moude. He watched the big tray with seven dishes piled on top of each other, which Yuya found strange.
But looking at Song Sancheng's sincere face, it's really, really hard for him to be stable!
Eh! That taste is special!
Outside the kitchen, Master Jiang, who earns 7,000 yuan a month, has just finished mixing the sauce for garlic and white meat.
