"The director gave me a reward! I'm just a skilled person." Lu Weidong said hurriedly.
"That's well said! Master Xiao Lu, come on! Come on! Sit down first and let's talk. I have a few questions in my heart." Liu Feng pointed to the chair next to him and greeted Lu Weidong.
Lu Weidong was a little hesitant, Liu Feng saw it in his eyes, and he smiled and said: "What? Are you still reserved in front of me? I remember you were so familiar during the Chinese New Year!"
"No! No! I'm afraid of disturbing the factory director while you are eating." Lu Weidong immediately said with a smile.
"Haha, it's just a trivial matter. You sit down and I'll chat while I eat. We can also talk about work." Liu Feng laughed.
Lu Weidong had no choice but to step forward and sit next to Liu Feng, watching Liu Feng slowly taste the noodles in the bowl.
"Lu Weidong, I'll just call you Weidong. Who did you learn this skill from?" Liu Feng asked vaguely.
"It's recorded in ancient ancestral books." Lu Weidong said vaguely.
"Oh? Is there such a thing? What book?" Liu Feng's eyes widened and he forgot to swallow.
"The Book of the God of Cookery. It's a pity that this book is lost." Lu Weidong scratched the back of his head and said in annoyance.
Seeing this, Liu Feng shook his head and said: "What a pity!... No wonder the pasta you make is very authentic. It turns out to be a family tradition." Liu Feng had a look of regret on his face.
Lu Weidong just nodded and did not dare to answer the question.
In just a moment, Liu Feng finished eating the fried noodles. He ate it very cleanly, and the bowl was clean. He even picked up the half-cut noodles that fell on the table and ate them without any scruples about Lu Weidong and the other three.
Putting down his chopsticks, Liu Feng looked satisfied and said to Lu Weidong: "Today's bowl is all white noodles. Let me guess, it must be what Lao Zhang meant?"
After hearing this, Lu Weidong had no choice but to look at Section Chief Zhang. Section Chief Zhang hurriedly put on a smile, leaned over and said to Liu Feng: "Director, you have a heavy burden. The development of our machine repair factory cannot be separated from you. Your nutrition cannot keep up.
, it’s because I didn’t do my job well. So..."
"Forget it! It won't be an example next time. Our country is still poor, and we are forced to repay foreign debts. As cadres, we should save what we can, and accumulate more with less! By the way, Weidong! Do you have anything to say? Why?
How many times better than what I cook at home?" Liu Feng educated Section Chief Zhang for a few words, and then asked Lu Weidong seriously.
After tasting it just now, he felt more and more that Lu Weidong's bowl of noodles was extraordinary.
The noodles taste very chewy, smooth and refreshing, and the sauce is rich in flavor. Savor it carefully, and you will have endless aftertaste, leaving a fragrance on your lips and teeth.
This was ten times a hundred times better than what he did at home, and Liu Feng naturally became more and more curious.
"Director, you actually tasted it? Sure enough, the director is very careful." Lu Weidong gave Liu Feng a high hat, and then explained: "Our canteen doesn't have sweet noodle sauce, so I mixed half a bowl of it myself. So, the taste is a little different. After all,
, the contents of the bottles and jars have long lost their flavor. Most people just don’t come out of them."
Liu Feng listened and nodded repeatedly: "That's it! Very good! Wei Dong, I'll come over tomorrow to take a look at the sweet noodle sauce you made. In addition, I have an idea. Lao Zhang, in the future, we can host brother units and add noodles as well."
." At the end, Liu Feng said to Section Chief Zhang.
"Understood! Understood! Director, don't worry, I will definitely make arrangements." Section Chief Zhang immediately confirmed.
Liu Feng nodded after hearing this, and continued: "Of course, the technical backbone of our factory and the sick personnel still have to give tickets. Xiao Gao, you will handle this matter."
Secretary Liu next to me immediately agreed.
After finishing the instructions, Liu Feng stood up and said to Lu Weidong: "Do a good job! The factory will not treat the meritorious officials badly, and I will remember your contribution." After saying that, Liu Feng patted Lu Weidong on the shoulder and smiled.
Private room.
After Section Chief Zhang and Secretary Liu sent Liu Feng to the office building and disappeared, the two returned for lunch.
The two of them ate from Nanyi's small stove, cabbage stewed with potatoes, which was full of oil and water.
After Secretary Liu took a few bites, he put down his chopsticks and couldn't help but said: "Old Zhang, how many bowls of noodles did Lu Weidong order?"
"Just a big bowl! I asked him to make a few more bowls, but he was wrong and said that he would get tired of eating too much." Section Chief Zhang said vaguely.
Secretary Liu was disappointed.
He also wants to try noodles.
He seriously warned Section Chief Zhang: "This matter must be done quickly! Factory directors rarely praise others, and Lu Weidong is the first one this year. Do you understand?"
Section Chief Zhang immediately said: "Don't worry, Comrade Liu. Even if I don't take a break, I still have to make sure there are no mistakes."......
After Secretary Liu left, Section Chief Zhang immediately went to Lu Weidong to discuss turning on the stove.
According to his wishes, it would be neat to add one in the cooking room.
However, Lu Weidong thought very clearly that the cooking room next door would be Nanyi's territory in the future. Although Nanyi is not prominent now, Lu Weidong knows the details of this guy, and now, he has the position of chef.
What Lu Weidong lacks is time. Instead of looking up to others in other people's territory, he might as well show his talents in a familiar place!
Therefore, Lu Weidong asked for a fire stove to be built in the steamed bun room. His reason was very simple. Why would he go to the cooking room next door to make pasta in the future?
After hearing Lu Weidong's request, Section Chief Zhang reluctantly agreed.
Then, he called a few workers and cut a small stove next to the big stove in the steamed bun room.
The workers in the workshop welded another iron frame and covered it with a layer of willow wood.
The spice rack and various bottles and jars of spices were all ready in an afternoon.
Lu Weidong arrived at the end of get off work and was going to take the little girl to visit the principal of a private primary school.
Section Chief Zhang stopped him directly and sent someone to send a message directly.
Just kidding, the most important thing right now is to let Lu Weidong set up the stall. As for his little sister’s schooling, it’s a matter of one sentence from Section Chief Zhang.
"Weidong! Secretary Liu came over and said that we have to make about a hundred bowls every day. Can you handle it by yourself?" Section Chief Zhang suddenly asked enthusiastically.
"No problem! However, we can only do it at noon." Lu Weidong said.
"What should we do in the evening? What if we have a reception?" Section Chief Zhang frowned.
"Wouldn't it be nice to drink at night? It's better to eat noodles at noon." Lu Weidong pointed out.
Section Chief Zhang suddenly began to think, and then nodded repeatedly and said: "Weidong, it's better that you think faster. Just do as you say!" Section Chief Zhang suddenly calmed down in his heart.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the manual noodle rolling machine was welded. Lu Weidong put in the dough, turned the handle, the gear rotated, and the noodle thread came out of the lower outlet, and the noodle thread continued to fall like water.
Success!
Thunderous applause suddenly erupted from all around. These are all welding workers in the workshop.
They witnessed a simple tool burst into incredible things.
Dough rolling machine!
There’s a lot to do!
This thing may become one of the main products of the machine repair shop in the future.
When factory director Liu Feng heard the news, he immediately put down the documents and rushed over.
He watched the stacks of noodles falling continuously from the iron grid, and felt deep in his heart.
They agreed to improve the food for the backbone of the machine repair shop just to have a bite to eat. Unexpectedly, Lu Weidong brought him a big surprise.
With this thing, the workers' canteen as a whole will be upgraded to a higher level.
From now on, whoever said that large canteens cannot make pasta on a large scale, Liu Feng was the first to refuse.
This thing is simple and practical, but unfortunately, it is too easy to imitate, and the machine repair shop can only make quick money once.
"Weidong! That's great! I've really wronged you by putting you in the cafeteria. You have brains and will be indispensable as a technical backbone in the future." Factory director Liu Feng held Lu Weidong's hands with a look of excitement and emotion on his face. This guy didn’t say anything!
He is serious about his work and has a good mind. He is a good seedling for cultivation.