At about ten o'clock in the morning, a rumor suddenly reached the winery project team office, saying that the department had improved the food today and cooked braised pork and braised pork.
All of a sudden, the team members who had been quietly busy with their own affairs in the room couldn't sit still. They were whispering to each other about the truth and falsehood of the matter. It was a mess for a while. I don't know, they thought something big had happened.
no way.
It is difficult for anyone to eat meat these days. Even though they are all ministries and commissions employees, their salary is just a little higher than the grade. Their living standards are just like that. At most, they can get a few taels of meat a month or some nutrition.
It's just a product subsidy.
There are very few times throughout the year when you can have a full meal of meat.
Everyone kept talking about the possibility of improving the food. In order to confirm the reliability of the news, several old comrades discussed and voted by show of hands before sending Yin Gao to
Went to the cafeteria to inquire about news.
This little guy has fast legs and feet too.
In less than ten minutes, he ran back happily. When he entered the house, he shouted excitedly: "I went to the back kitchen and looked. There were several pots of meat. I heard that two pigs were killed. This time we can eat it to our heart's content.
Got it!"
The others felt relieved now. Teng Li and Ren Yiping, who had a large family and liked to bring food, quickly got up and left the office, looking for others to borrow meal tickets.
Chu Heng, who was approving an application, thought for a while, then reached into his bag, put the lunch box containing fried pork with garlic sprouts into the warehouse, and took out an empty lunch box, planning to eat braised pork later.
Chu Heng likes to eat big pot rice, and he doesn’t know why. He always feels that big pot rice is more delicious than the one at home.
Of course, the premise is that the rice must have content, otherwise he won't be able to eat the cabbage and tofu that is clear and watery, no matter how fragrant it is.
The waiting time is excruciating.
After confirming that there was indeed meat in the cafeteria today, no one in the room was in the mood to do any work. Everyone looked at their watches after being busy for a while, looking impatient, and wanting to climb to the sky.
Go and straighten the sun.
Even Li Jiangqi, who took Valeria and the two older girls to another room for class, came back from get out of class early after hearing the news. Even though her family lived in the compound, there was also Mr. Li at home, and Li's father was in a high position. , with special care, but still lack of meat and greedy for meat.
Just like this, minute by minute, under the expectation, the hands finally stopped at half past eleven.
Immediately afterwards, I heard rumbling footsteps outside the office, and a large group of people carrying lunch boxes rushed downstairs. It was like an army passing through, and it felt like the whole building was swaying with them.
The same was true in Chu Heng's office. A few of them with good legs ran out like crazy when they heard the noise.
In an instant, only Ren Yiping, Chu Heng, Li Jiangqi and other people who were either older or had their own identities were left in the room and slowly walked out with their lunch boxes.
Chu Heng and Ren Yiping were chatting and laughing all the way. Li Jiangqi maintained her usual aloofness and followed them silently, walking leisurely downstairs, seemingly very gregarious.
Not long after.
They gathered together with a group of old comrades and came to the cafeteria. The aroma of meat immediately made people salivate.
Unsurprisingly, there were long queues in front of the windows in the cafeteria. Chu Heng and Li Jiangqi, two young people, also carried forward the style of respecting the old and loving the young, allowing the old comrades to queue in front of them and get
A few compliments that didn’t hurt or hurt.
Standing at the end of the long queue, Li Jiangqi waited quietly with her lunch box, looking confident because she knew very well that no matter when it was her turn to eat, she would definitely get a spoonful of meat.
Yes, this is the convenience brought to her by her beauty.
Chu Heng smoked his cigarette without any rush or panic. He also had confidence in his heart. The master of the ministry cafeteria was a good person. He would always leave a small pot of vegetables under the window to prepare for some special people.
It just so happened that Chu Heng was one of those special people. It wasn't because of his high status, but because he was on loan and didn't need to pay a salary, so he was taken care of in terms of salary.
Chu Heng and the others didn't wait too long. It only took more than ten minutes. As the queue shortened little by little, Li Jiangqi, who was next to Chu Heng in line, got his meal first.
When the chef in charge of cooking saw that it was this beautiful woman, he quickly took out a large spoonful of greasy braised pork from a place under the window where outsiders could not see it and put it into Li Jiangqi's lunch box, followed by another full spoonful of braised pork.
Slices of meat, and two huge white-flour steamed buns.
After finishing the meal, the master asked with a flattering look on his face: "Is it enough?"
"That's enough, thank you." For Da Rou's sake, the cold and charming little Li smiled at him, then went to find a seat with her lunch box.
Chu Heng looked at the cafeteria chef who was smiling happily because of the harvest, and he seemed to hear a dog barking in his ears.
Hmm...a licking dog.
Is this sentence enough? Is it similar to the sentence in later generations...
Soon, it was Chu Heng's turn to cook. When the chef in charge of the window saw it was him, a smile appeared on his face and he habitually stretched his spoon under the window.
"But it's been a while since I've seen you come to the cafeteria to get food."
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I don't want fat. Let the leaders behind you eat the fat. I'll just eat some of this." Chu Heng stopped him quickly, pointing to the thin meat in the vegetable basin with only one bottom layer left.
There are more pieces of meat and less fat.
He has been eating too much meat recently and is too fat to eat.
The master looked at him with a smile and felt that this little comrade was as good a person as ever, so he gave him a spoonful of lean meat as he was told.
"Thank you." After finishing the meal, Chu Heng handed over a cigarette, holding Kuaizi wearing three steamed buns in one hand, and a full lunch box in the other, walking towards the empty seats reserved by Yin Gao and the others and sitting down.
.
"Hey, why are you so skinny? Come on, let me give you a few pieces." Yin Gao looked at his lunch box, hesitated for a moment, then took two thin pieces from his own lunch box with a look of reluctance.
Give him a thin layer of lean meat.
"No, you eat yours, I like to eat thin ones." Chu Heng smiled and pushed it back, then immersed himself in the meal.
Yin Gao gave in a few more times and saw that he really didn't want to eat, so he stuffed the two large pieces of meat into his mouth that he had been reluctant to eat before and planned to save for last.
As soon as he took a bite, the fragrant, mellow and sticky oil flowed down his lips and teeth into his throat, and finally fell into his stomach. It was so fragrant that he almost forgot who his wife was.
Eat for a while.
Meng Da Lao's new secretary suddenly ran over and whispered in Chu Heng's ear while he was cooking: "Team Leader Chu, the leader asked you to go to his place."
"Eating a meal doesn't make people calm down." Chu Heng swallowed the food in his mouth with a confused mouth. He reluctantly stood up with the lunch box and followed the secretary to where he was sitting with several department leaders.
The direction of Meng Dalao in the corner.
The secretary pretended not to hear his complaints.
This grandson dares to scold his mother in the leader's office. What's the point of complaining?
