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Chapter 302 Tractor Acceptance

Since the drawings were finalized, Zhang Yu began to stay in the workshop every day. Except for some necessary documents and some necessary favors, which Zhang Yu needed to meet, the rest was left to Luo Yu.

It took a month to finally build the tractor.

The moment Zhang Yu started the machine, bursts of cheers erupted in the workshop.

This was a worker who worked hard with Zhang Yu. It happened that at this time, he got to know several eighth-level workers in the factory.

They are the eighth-level welder Shao Haidong and Shao Lao, the eighth-level fitter Jiao Dongqing, Jiao Lao, Wang Hengdong Wang Lao, the eighth-level lather Bai Chongjing Bai Lao, and the electrician Wang Hengchang and Wang Lao.

Wang Hengdong and Wang Hengchang are still uncles and brothers.

Zhang Yu found an empty, undeveloped piece of land and drove the tractor around for a few times to confirm that there were no problems before declaring success.

Soon, Zhang Yu reported this matter to the organization, which sent the head of the Machinery Department to come and verify it.

Even Uncle Xu, who had not been out for a long time, came to visit.

Zhang Yu gave the position of product introducer to Sun Xingwen, and he himself accompanied the leader of the mechanical department so that he could make up for Sun Xingwen's omissions.

The Minister of Machinery is named Wu Qingfeng. He is an old subordinate of Uncle Xu. He is more familiar with Zhang Yu than his colleagues in the Machinery Department.

He had always heard the old leader praise Yu before, and this was the first time Wu Qingfeng came into contact with Zhang Yu himself.

Looking at the brand-new tractor, Wu Qingfeng couldn't help but want to drive it twice himself.

Zhang Yu naturally agreed, introduced the operation process to Wu Qingfeng, and then retreated into the crowd.

Wu Qingfeng walked slowly in the first lap, but in the second lap he immediately reached the top speed, and black smoke billowed out of the tractor's chimney.

After driving five or six times in total, Wu Qingfeng reluctantly stopped and turned on the engine.

asked Zhang Yu in the crowd.

"Zhang Yu, have you given this tractor a name?"

"No, Minister Wu, I would also like some of you to help me come up with a name."

After speaking, he glanced at Uncle Xu.

Uncle Xu glared at Zhang Yu angrily, then turned to Wu Qingfeng and said.

"Xiao Wu, please give me a name."

Wu Qingfeng looked at the old leader in embarrassment.

"Old leader, you are here, so you should come."

Uncle Xu waved his hand.

"Okay, don't give in. It's not rare to show off your literary talent."

Wu Qingfeng saw that the old leader really didn't have this intention, so he had to think about it.

"How about... let's call it Wanfeng Tractor, which means that we can have a bumper harvest of food in the future."

"good!"

Zhang Yu took the lead in raising his hands to applaud, leading everyone to applaud violently.

Wu Qingfeng raised his hand and pressed it.

"These applause should not only be given to me, but also to our Comrade Zhang Yu and the comrade workers who participated in this research and development."

"You are the heroes this time, and these applause should be given to yourselves."

Then Uncle Xu also said a few words, but the meaning behind the words was still exaggerating Yu's quick thinking.

This made Wang Jianjun, who was accompanying him, feel frightened.

Wang Jianjun finally heard that Zhang Yu was so deep that he had a close relationship with these two ministers.

The heart that originally wanted to fight for it was firmly suppressed in Wang Jianjun's heart.

Make up your mind, after the leader leaves, immediately go to Zhang Yu to apologize and express your loyalty.

As soon as Uncle Xu finished speaking, the lunch break bell rang.

Zhang Yu persuaded the leaders to stay and have a light meal in the factory.

In order to let his boss have a smooth meal, Zhang Yu planned to cook it himself.

Wang Jianjun and Luo Yu were asked to accompany the leader to the private room first, while Zhang Yu went directly to the kitchen.

The head chef in the back kitchen immediately became extremely nervous when he saw the factory director coming.

Zhao Daqiang, director of the canteen, hurriedly came over to greet him.

"Director, what are your instructions?"

"Don't be nervous, I don't have any instructions here. The leader is having dinner in our factory today, and I plan to cook it myself."

"In a moment, I will ask the apprentice in the kitchen to help me cut and wash the vegetables."

The director of the canteen was a little embarrassed for a while, mainly because he didn't know the level of the factory director's cooking skills. Wouldn't another factory director slap the chef in charge again?

But who made Zhang Yu the biggest? The director of the canteen had to arrange a stove for Zhang Yu to use.

The head chef at the back noticed what was going on here and saw that his apprentices were all shouted away by the canteen director, and he immediately became unhappy.

"Hey! Lao Zhao, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you see that we are busy right now? Why are you causing so much trouble?"

Liu Laoer, the master chef of the kitchen, asked Zhao Daqiang.

Before Zhao Daqiang could speak, Zhang Yu took the lead in explaining.

"Liu Laoer, you don't need to embarrass Zhao Daqiang. I am using these people to help me, and I will return them to you when they are used up."

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he began to instruct the apprentices to choose and wash vegetables.

I started to process some meat myself.

Liu Laoer naturally did not dare to say anything when facing Zhang Yu, but seeing Zhang Yu cooking in person, Liu Laoer couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

But Zhang Yu didn't give him this chance, and only heard the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables on the chopping board.

The heavy kitchen knife created a beautiful and brilliant knife light in Zhang Yu's hand.

His extremely skilled knife skills stunned everyone in the kitchen. Even the chef who was still cooking was attracted, and his eyes were full of admiration for the new factory director.

Everyone knows that if your sword skills are so strong, your skills on the stove will naturally be the same.

Even Liu Laoer was a little shaken, but the chef's pride didn't want him to admit it so quickly.

Zhang Yu prepared the required side dishes, turned around and skillfully opened the stove, heated up the oil in the pot.

As the oil splashes, the spatula in your hand flies, and the kitchen is filled with the aroma of Sichuan cuisine.

One after another delicious dishes with all colors, flavors and tastes are placed in front of everyone.

In order to let the people in the kitchen know his craftsmanship, he served a few small bowls separately for them to taste.

Liu Laoer and Zhao Daqiang looked at each other, picked up their chopsticks, picked up a piece of diced chicken and put it into their mouths.

They were instantly conquered by the spicy taste of diced chicken. The firm muscles and perfect seasoning completely conquered their taste buds.

When the two of them opened their eyes with satisfaction, Liu Laoer's eyes were filled with disappointment.

Unexpectedly, the cooking skills he had been studying over the years were ruthlessly crushed by the young factory director who thought he was not good enough. At the same time, his lifelong energy and energy were also knocked out.

Zhao Daqiang noticed Liu Laoer's disappointment and raised his hand to pat his shoulder.

"Okay, Old Liu, there are always geniuses in this world, so don't worry too much."

"The factory director doesn't have many chances to take action. The factory still has to count on you, the chef."

Liu Laoer heard Zhao Daqiang's comfort and reluctantly sent a smile.

He turned his attention to Zhang Yu and stared at Zhang Yu's operations carefully. He looked like an apprentice.

Zhang Yu ignored the people behind him and asked the canteen director to lead the apprentices to carry the prepared dishes to the private room.

Finally, Zhang Yu finished with a bowl of egg drop millet porridge.

He personally carried it to the box. As for Liu Lao's second son, Zhang Yu didn't care about it, and Zhang Yu had no intention of passing on his cooking skills.


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