Chapter 212: Eating Melon in the Age of Literature (Twenty-four)
Author: Salina
Chapter 212: Eating Melon in the Age of Literature (Twenty-four)
"Waiter! Is our braised pork ready?"
Lu Xinhua suddenly stood up and shouted to the waiter at the counter.
"Why are you shouting? I haven't seen so many people in the restaurant? They have all ordered food and are waiting here."
The waiter replied angrily.
She didn’t say the answer, but the answer was already obvious—it hasn’t been done yet!
Lu Xinhua was a little uncomfortable: What kind of attitude is she, a waiter, being more arrogant than me, a customer?
Liu Dawei saw that Lu Xinhua's expression was not right, and he was afraid that he might start a fight with the waiter because he was young and energetic, so he quickly grabbed his arm and said, "Hua Zi, don't worry! We are really late!"
When the waiter saw Liu Dawei being so polite, he was both satisfied and proud.
Right, this is the person who knows the rules.
Not like this stupid big guy, who looks thick eyebrows, big eyes, and tall, but he is stupid.
Also, what did he look at me like?
This is not the old society. She is a waiter, not a lowly waiter, man.
The waiter had already made up his mind that even if all the dishes ordered by the previous customer were finished, he would not cook them for this person.
You are so ignorant and stupid, you still want to eat braised pork?
Just wait and go!
Only then did Lu Xinhua realize that this era was different from the later generations he lived in.
Waiters also have an iron job, and due to lack of material resources, they work in places where there is relatively more oil and water, so they are better off than ordinary workers.
For a while, restaurants would post signs like this: Don't beat customers without reason!
Lu Xinhua:……
He should be grateful that he didn't meet a person with a bad temper and strong hands-on skills.
otherwise--
However, Lu Xinhua also knows the evil of human nature.
In later generations, in an era that pays attention to service attitude, one should not offend the waiters in the hotel easily.
Because you don’t know what “ingredients” the waiter added to your dish while serving it to you!
People in this era may not be so mean, but they can obviously put "little shoes" on you.
For example, I will serve you last.
For another example, I have made you wait for more than an hour, and I am almost starving. Then I tell you: there is no food, no meat, and the master chef is off work!
Lu Xinhua was very smart and accurately caught the pride in the corners of the waiter's eyes and mouth. He knew that today's braised pork meal would be too much for him to stop eating.
But, just right!
He just stood up to ask for a certain purpose.
And the conflict with the waiter actually made his behavior look more reasonable.
Liu Dawei on the side was still urging, "The master on the stove is also busy, so let's just wait."
When Lu Xinhua heard this, he happened to take over the conversation, "What are you busy with? Isn't there nothing free here?"
He pointed at Meng Yao, who was wearing an apron and sleeves and was serving food. "Little chef, are you a chef? Can you cook?"
Meng Yao nodded, "Yes!"
She's so good at it.
It's a pity that everyone in the restaurant ostracized her, and she couldn't even touch the edge of the stove.
I want to go home and make it myself, but supplies are too scarce in this era.
Meng Yao got the money and tickets back from Yu Xingwang, but these days it's not like you can buy things if you have money and tickets.
Of course, you can go to the black market.
However, the black market is wrong, and Meng Yao is still very disciplined at heart.
...It’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.
Meng Yao has great cooking skills, but has no chance to show them off.
At this moment, a customer suddenly called her name because she was arguing with the waiter. Could she take the opportunity to show off?
"Okay! Then let this little master do it!"
Lu Xinhua is so arrogant.
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Who do you think you are? You just order food, but you actually want to order a chef?"
"Also, Meng Yao is just an apprentice and has not yet graduated. According to regulations, she cannot cook for customers!"
"Out of the hotel, you can do whatever you want! But in the hotel, you must abide by the hotel's rules!"
Lu Xinhua:……
The surrounding customers also echoed, "Yes, yes! It's dinner time, there are many people, and if you need to wait, then just wait."
"The young man is young and energetic, and he cannot bear the slightest grievance."
"Oh, this is not the old society anymore. Just because you have two dollars, you can do whatever you want. Also order a chef? Haha, why don't you order Tang Hui?"
Everyone burst out laughing.
Lu Xinhua's face instantly turned red.
Liu Dawei was also very ashamed. While pulling Lu Xinhua hard, he nodded and bowed to the people around him and smiled.
The hope that had just appeared in Meng Yao's eyes was instantly extinguished.
He bit his lip, took the tray and left the lobby.
However, although she failed to fulfill her wish of cooking, Meng Yao still had an impression of Lu Xinhua who was willing to give her a chance.
Although this man is a little impulsive, he is kind, upright, and has an innocent heart.
…
Gu Qingcheng officially started working.
Every morning, she would take Qiao Qiao to the Yuhong class.
After dropping off the child, she went to the porter class to report.
After taking a roll call and confirming that there was no work of his own today, he slipped away to the workshop to talk to Fang Yao Middle School Technology.
On this day, Gu Qingcheng just came to the workshop and found that the atmosphere was not right.
"How come it doesn't meet the requirements?"
"That's right! This is what we made with that set of equipment!"
"That set of equipment is the most advanced, how could it go wrong?"
Several masters from the machinery factory surrounded two or three people in military uniforms and kept talking.
"We don't know what equipment is not equipped. We only know that this set of precision parts is not up to standard!"
The speaker was a man in his forties, about 1.8 meters tall, with a dark face and a muscular body.
Mainly because of his eyes, which are extremely sharp.
It seems that you can feel his momentum even from a distance.
This should be someone who has been on the battlefield and seen blood.
Such soldiers are the most direct and can't do the tactful thing.
Unqualified means unqualified.
Fang Yaozhong stood aside and did not speak in a hurry.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, he smiled and said, "Let me just say it, machines are not omnipotent!"
When it comes to fine work, we still have to rely on experienced and skilled masters like them.
As the only eighth-level fitter in the machinery factory, Fang Yaozhong dared to pat his chest and say: My hands are better than the machine.
"Bring it to me and take a look! It should be a little off in size!"
Fang Yaozhong was confident and reached out to take a certain component.
His hands are rough, yet very delicate.
The calloused fingertips gently groped for the parts, measuring the dimensions bit by bit.
Then, he looked at the drawings and related dimensional requirements.
The proud look on his face suddenly faded away - there was no deviation in size!
It was made exactly according to the requirements of the drawings.
This result is actually contrary to what Fang Yaozhong "thought".
However, Fang Yaozhong is a practical and technical talent.
One is one, two is two.
Qualified means qualified, unqualified means unqualified.
He will not lie deliberately for his own selfish reasons.
Fang Yaozhong raised his head and looked at the black-faced soldier, "The size is correct! It was processed according to your drawings!"
Even if there is a mistake, it should be because the drawing is wrong.
After listening to Fang Yaozhong's words, the leaders of the machinery factory became emboldened one after another.
Director Feng couldn't help mumbling, "Let me just say, there must be no problem with this equipment!"
"The most advanced equipment and parts processed are naturally the most precise."
The soldier with a tanned face was unmoved, "The Liugong in our factory said it is unqualified! Because it cannot be used!"
Size is a standard, but as a component, whether it can be used and whether it fits is the only standard.
Leader of the machinery factory:...Isn’t this a little unreasonable?
We produce according to your drawings, and the dimensions are exactly the same, but you insist on saying "unqualified"?
"Master Fang, can I take a look?"
Gu Qingcheng squeezed in front of Fang Yaozhong and asked in a low voice.
If it were another apprentice, Fang Yaozhong would have reprimanded him: You are an apprentice and have not yet passed the first-level worker exam, why are you joining in the fun?
However, the person who squeezed over was Gu Qingcheng——
Taking a deep breath, Fang Yaozhong didn't express his anger, but he didn't look good either.
Without saying a word, he threw the parts directly to Gu Qingcheng.
Gu Qingcheng caught it steadily, and then began to rub it gently with her slender and tender fingertips.
She has the level nine fitter skill given by the system, which is a skill that only exists in legends.
To put it a bit exaggerated, Gu Qingcheng's hands could even feel the life of steel.
“There is indeed a size deviation! But it’s very subtle.”
Gu Qingcheng rubbed it for a while and said confidently and firmly.
As soon as she said this, everyone present looked at her——
Leaders: Who is this? When did a fat-bellied fitter master come to our factory?
Black-faced soldier: This lesbian is so good-looking and has a delicate and frail look. She really doesn’t look like a fitter master.
Although Gu Qingcheng's words are in line with his own interests.
However, the black-faced soldier still doubted instinctively.
The other masters had complicated expressions: This person seems to be Fang Yaozhong's apprentice.
What is this for?
Refute the master in public and step on the master's head to become famous?
Fang Yaozhong immediately turned black. What is Jianguo’s daughter-in-law going to do? Deliberately trying to undermine me?
From the bottom of his heart, Fang Yaozhong didn't want an apprentice like Gu Qingcheng, but he owed Qiao Jianguo's life, so he had to do it.
Just teach technology, teach technology. He can't treat Gu Qingcheng like a normal apprentice.
You can't scold, you can't give orders at will, you can't hide your secrets——
Ma De and Fang Yaozhong are also respected masters in the machinery factory for their skills.
Have you ever been so frustrated?
At this moment, Gu Qingcheng's performance completely angered Fang Yaozhong.
He no longer cared about Qiao Jianguo and sneered, "There is a deviation in the size? Who are you? Have you only learned skills for a few days?"
"Master Fang, I am Gu Xiaoni, an employee in the handling class! I have learned the skills from you for seven days."
Gu Qingcheng didn't seem to hear Fang Yaozhong's sarcasm, but answered seriously.
Fang Yaozhong became even more angry.
The people around him burst out laughing.
A worker in the moving class, after a week of training, went to speak nonsense in front of an eighth-level fitter?
PS: Ahem, the "technical" descriptions involved in the article are all based on the YY of Du Niang and the stupid author.
