"Bring it to me on Monday. I won't be working tomorrow or Saturday. By the way, there are a few more things. The license for this canteen belongs to the unit's tertiary industry. You can't use it. You have to handle the licensing matter yourself;
If you want to use any high-power electrical appliances, such as air conditioners, electric donkeys, and electric heaters, you will have to pay extra. Then I will ask the electrician to install an electric meter for you to take the extra electricity." Fatty Gao thought hard and said,
Summarized two things that need to be discussed with Hong Tao in advance.
"It should be, it should be. You see, it's not far from noon now. Why don't we go to the barbecue season for lunch, so I can thank you for helping me so much." Hong Tao gritted his teeth and prepared to do more.
Bloody, if you win over this tall fat man, you can save a lot of trouble in the future.
"Come on, it's not easy for you. Work hard. I appreciate your kindness. By the way, if you really want to thank you, Brother Gao, why don't you do me a favor." Fatty Gao probably didn't want to take advantage of him.
Hong Tao has this advantage. In his opinion, it is very rare for such a young man whose parents have died to be able to find food on his own. If you can, help him. He really has no shortage of food.
"Say." Hearing that Fatty Gao was asking for something from him, Hong Tao thought that he probably wanted to order more fish food, because apart from this aspect, he really had nothing to attract his attention.
"I have a nephew who graduated from high school this year. If he can graduate with good grades, let alone go to college. This kid is definitely not annoying, and he is not a bad student. He is just too stupid. He forgets everything except eating. Look at what would happen if he graduated from high school.
If you need manpower here, how about letting him be a boy? It doesn't matter how much the salary is. I'm mainly afraid that he will become a bad boy if he is left alone at home. Both my sisters work in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and they often
I'm traveling abroad and don't have time to watch him." Fatty Gao didn't mention the bait, but wanted to introduce his nephew to Hong Tao as his buddy.
"Then you and your sister have no plans to find him a more stable job?" Hong Tao was a little confused.
"Hey, it's hard to find him. I plan to let him work at your place first, and then her mother and I will help him." Fatty Gao was a little embarrassed.
"Okay, I understand, you are planning to keep an eye on him, right? No problem, I am not hiring anyone, and I am not tired of working here. If I have time, I will help you keep an eye on him.
That's okay." Hong Tao was not embarrassed by Fatty Gao's request. Anyway, even if he didn't have Fatty Gao's nephew, he would still have to find a helper.
"Okay, then I'll thank you on behalf of my mother first... Hahaha." Fatty Gao was much happier having solved a problem for himself than earning tens of thousands more yuan in rent for his company.
"I'm sorry, you can do this first. I'll go back and make preparations. I'll find a construction team or something, and I'll have to clean it up anyway." Hong Tao felt that today's harvest was too great, and wanted to go home quickly to digest it.
"Hey... don't look for any construction team. You don't plan on luxurious decoration. I have people here. Don't worry. On the 1st, I will find some logistics masters for you. I will ensure that the workmanship is good and the price is right.
, I'm sure I won't cheat you. They are all temporary workers and only get paid dead wages in the unit. They can get some living money by working for you. You can worry less and they are also happy." When Fatty Gao heard that Hong Tao wanted to decorate, he quickly called him to stop him.
, giving Hong Tao another opportunity to take advantage of the public.
"The relationship is good, so I won't bother you too much. I have to treat you to a good meal tomorrow." When Hong Tao heard this, he had to agree to this. This is a good rhythm for you, me, and everyone, even those craftsmen.
It's not good, but you have to endure it. This is how it is in the company. Whoever can get benefits for everyone is the boss. Fatty Gao relies on this to benefit the employees of the company. Nothing can be said to refute his face.
"Okay, let's talk about the rest later. I have to go to the cafeteria. You go back first. Remember to bring money to sign the contract on Monday." Fatty Gao was also very happy. Sometimes doing good deeds makes people feel at ease.
Feeling of complacency.
After Hong Tao left the canteen, he didn't go to the other two places to look at houses. He went home directly. He had finished the most difficult project today. He could have a good rest for two days. After signing the contract on Monday, he could go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to take the photo.
Went. When Hong Tao hummed a little tune and stepped into the yard gate, he immediately had the urge to call the fire alarm. Thick smoke came out of Sam's kitchen, and the whole yard was filled with a burnt smell.
"I said Sam... son, what kind of feast have you prepared?" Hong Tao also thought that Sam was tinkering with his Chinese cooking skills again. He walked to the kitchen door and opened the door, only to see Sam's two daughters busy.
He was fighting with the black mass in the wok in front of the gas stove.
"Hey, children are playing with fire and peeing on the bed at night. You have probably never seen this thing before, and I'm not afraid it will blow you up." Seeing that the bottom of the pot was about to catch fire, Hong Tao hurried over and closed the gas tank.
Open the window to let all the smoke out of the house.
"It's too difficult. It's different from what my father said." My sister Irene threw the spatula into the pot and pointed to a notebook on the chopping board next to her and said in Chinese.
"Your dad really thinks highly of you two. He made carrot yam when he first came up. Mr. Tao and I couldn't make it." Hong Tao lay on the chopping board and looked at what was written in the book. However, except for the name in Chinese, the following methods are all the same.
In English, Hong Tao didn't quite understand it, but just by looking at the Chinese name, he could tell what Sister Eileen was playing.
"You're here to help us cook lunch!" My sister Katie found a chef's hat from somewhere and wore it. She was holding a basin of water in her hand. She was probably afraid that the pot would catch fire, so she prepared a basin of water to put it out.
"Come on, I can't have this pot anymore. I won't add another roux pot for you to play with. Go to my house to eat... go to my house for lunch!" Stop talking, the contents of this pot are completely mushy in the pot.
The pot is on the bottom. If you want to cook, you must first clean the pot. It seems that you can't even clean it with steel wool. Hong Tao doesn't intend to help the sisters destroy the corpses and remove traces. Let Sam come back and see for himself what his precious daughter has done.
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"Are you more skilled than Sam? Sam's cooking is delicious." Katie didn't seem to believe Hong Tao, and kept bragging for her father.
"While I was cooking, Sam was eating a sandwich." Hong Tao didn't explain the difference in cooking skills between Sam and himself. It wasn't that he didn't want to bash their father in front of his daughters. The main reason was that he had problems with his English and couldn't express it accurately.
Hong Tao's disdain for Sam's cooking skills.
Hong Tao's cooking skills are basically at the stage where he can cook and stir-fry. He is still far from being a good cook. He doesn't have high requirements for food. Rice and noodles are all fine. The taste of the dishes is saltier and the color is heavier. There is no change.
It was very demanding, and I was really hungry, so I went out to eat out.
Today, Hong Tao was going to use practical actions to attack Sam's status in the eyes of his daughters, so he had to show off his skills, but he knew in his heart that compared to his cooking skills, he was really not as good as Sam's skills. Although he is a foreigner,
I can't help but study hard, and I'm afraid of taking everything seriously.
But Hong Tao has a way to make up for his technical shortcomings. Chinese food doesn't have to be fried or stir-fried. Hong Tao still has the skills to make a meal of fried noodles. What's more important is that the fried sauce was fried by Hong Tao's aunt. It is said that in
I couldn’t find another fried sauce that was so awesome in the alley where my aunt lived.
First fill the pot with water, and then wash the cucumbers. The hand-rolled noodles are ready-made. I haven’t finished the ones I bought yesterday. They say they are hand-rolled noodles, but they are actually pressed from a machine. But those profiteers don’t know how to make them.
The appearance of the noodles looks a bit like hand-rolled noodles at home.
Cut the cucumber into strips, smash the garlic cloves into puree, boil the water and add the noodles. Then scoop out a piece of the fried sauce from the large glass bottle and put it in a wok over low heat. After the noodles are cooked, run them through cold water twice and add 3
It takes a total of 20 minutes to prepare a lunch in a big bowl.
Food doesn’t have to be complicated to be authentic. The three of us were very satisfied with the fried noodles. Hong Tao also mischievously taught two American girls the most authentic way to eat Beijing fried noodles: holding a big bowl with one hand.
At the bottom, squat in the shade of the yard in the toad position, hold the cucumber strips and chopsticks in the same hand, eat the noodles without screaming and sucking them into your mouth, fill your mouth with noodles, and then stuff half of the cucumber strips.
