"Director, how can I compare with professionals? I am a cook, and I have figured this out for a long time. I have been in our machine repair factory for a long time, and I have also learned a few things!" Lu Weidong was vague.
Tao.
"Really?" Liu Feng said in surprise.
"Does this mean it's fake? Don't our cooks always say it! If you've never eaten pork, how can you ever see a pig running?" Lu Weidong spread his hands and said with a naive smile.
"Haha! This metaphor is so right! No matter what, Lu Weidong, you have made great contributions to the machine repair shop, and you will be rewarded." Liu Feng patted Lu Weidong on the shoulder, and he began to study the dough rolling machine.
When he heard the workshop master next to him say that the entire cost was only about twenty kilograms of steel, Liu Feng became more and more delighted.
"Okay! Okay! The old man is right, we working people have great wisdom. We are grateful to Comrade Lu Weidong of our machine repair shop." Liu Feng took the lead in applauding, and for a moment, there was thunderous applause among the steamed buns.
The news that Lu Weidong designed a manual dough rolling machine spread throughout the entire machine repair shop overnight.
Everyone is talking about the dormitory in the factory.
When Ding Qiunan heard the news, she was a little lost...
"Huh! It's just a little trick!" After hearing this, Nan Yi snorted coldly in his heart, with a look of contempt on his face.
Nan Yi looked down upon a cook who did not improve his skills and instead followed other methods.
On the first day I came to the machine repair shop to report, I did not attract the attention of the leaders in the factory, which made Nanyi a little disappointed.
However, the future is long, and Nan Yi is still very confident in his cooking skills.
If nothing else, the position of chef in the cooking room belongs to him.
One of his competitors is too old and the other is not good at cooking, so sooner or later, the canteen chef will be his.
Nan Yi left the staff men's bathhouse with the porcelain basin and went directly back to the dormitory.
The night passed quickly.
Early in the morning, Lu Weidong woke up Xiao Huihui and ate last night's leftovers. Lu Weidong took Xiao Huihui to the private school near the machine repair shop.
Three yuan per semester, which includes a lunch of porridge.
Lu Weidong paid the fee and gave the old principal a bag of tea leaves as a gift.
"It cost you a lot! Don't worry, I will take good care of the child." The old principal smelled the tea and smiled happily.
"Thank you! Principal!" Lu Weidong thanked her seriously and pushed Xiao Huihui into the classroom.
"Wow!" Suddenly, the cry of a little girl came from behind, as well as the sound of children laughing in the classroom. At this moment, Lu Weidong thought of the children in the future when they go to school.
Fortunately, the old principal's voice rang in time. He was more experienced in this situation. After Lu Weidong walked for a while, Xiao Huihui's cry was no longer heard.
Suddenly, Lu Weidong felt melancholy.
This feeling is like marrying a daughter in later generations. The child will grow up and become sensible.
"Weidong! The factory director said that with the machine, we will make noodles at full capacity. At noon, we will ensure that all workers can eat noodles." Section Chief Zhang arrived earlier than Lu Weidong. He was instructing everyone to make noodles and met Lu Weidong.
When I arrived, I hurriedly came over.
Lu Weidong glanced at the crowd and saw everyone in the cafeteria crowded here.
Everyone was busy making and rolling noodles.
"Section Chief, what's going on?" Lu Weidong was a little surprised. When he left at the end, the factory director only said to add 100 bowls of noodles.
"Alas! Everyone spread the word. The machine was too mysterious. All the workshop directors went to the factory director to ask for meal tickets. In the end! You know!" Section Chief Zhang said helplessly.
Lu Weidong understood. He nodded and said: "Forget it! Let's pass today's level first. By the way, what are the requirements of the factory director? For example, the taste of the noodles?" Finally, Lu Weidong asked.
"It's all up to you! However, I guarantee that everyone will have a hot bowl of noodles. The last sentence is the factory director's exact words." Section Chief Zhang said seriously.
"Okay! I'm in charge of the toppings. As for the noodles..." Lu Weidong looked at Section Chief Zhang.
Section Chief Zhang immediately said: "I will be responsible."
The two assigned tasks, and Lu Weidong ordered two cutters, called Chuan Wa and Lao Wangtou, and began to prepare the topping ingredients.
Two cutters were chopping vegetables, Chuan Wa was lighting the fire, Lao Wangtou was assisting Lu Weidong, and the five of them gradually got into working mode.
On the other hand, Section Chief Zhang's side has a few people who are angry and unable to work hard, and the progress of making fresh noodles is slow.
After Section Chief Zhang noticed it, he immediately became angry.
"Whoever doesn't want to do it, get out of here. You...you...go and knead the dough. The machine only needs one person to operate it. You operate it..." When Section Chief Zhang got angry, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Everyone was working hard.
He stood up and sped up his movements.
"Master Nan! Look at that kid, do you know what toppings he makes?" The old chef in the cooking room nuzzled his lips towards the busy Lu Weidong and asked Nan Yi quietly.
"I don't know! What's the rush? You won't know later?" Nan Yi's lips raised slightly. He was not optimistic about Lu Weidong's meal at all.
"This kid is overestimating his abilities! Haha, if he messes up later, there will be a good show." The chef on the other side whispered.
"Wheat seems simple, but it's actually the most difficult to make the taste. It depends on whether he has real skills." Nan Yi curled his lips and whispered.
These three people are already on the same front, and they are all jealous of Lu Weidong.
Lu Weidong's appearance was so big that the entire machine repair shop was praising him.
Friends are friends, and the three of them feel sour in their hearts...
Puff! Puff!
Lu Weidong stirred the large iron pot with both hands. As time went by, the rich aroma filled the steamed buns.
Everyone couldn't help sniffing and looking towards Lu Weidong.
The old cook in the cooking room couldn't help but put down what he was doing and join in.
He took a deep breath and said suspiciously to Lu Weidong: "Lu Weidong, your toppings taste a bit like noodles! Is that right?"
"Hey! You have a really good nose! Yes, today's lunch noodles will be served with shaved noodles and marinade." Lu Weidong nodded.
When the master heard this, he immediately bent over with a spoon and scooped out half a spoonful of marinade. He tasted it carefully. Soon, the master's face changed in a myriad of ways, which was extremely exciting.
When everyone around saw this, they quietly gathered around and carefully looked at the marinade in the big iron pot.
The marinade is red in color and translucent in color, with a rich sauce flavor and a fragrant aroma.
Especially Nan Yi, his brows knitted into a knot as he looked at the flaming red marinade.
After a long time, Section Chief Zhang couldn't help but ask the old master: "How does it taste? Why don't you say anything?"
The old chef came to his senses and murmured: "It's delicious and rich, with a unique aroma. This is the marinade of authentic shaved noodles. I haven't tasted this flavor in many years."
So powerful?
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
"Hey! What are you doing standing around here? Stop standing around, it's time to work! If you can't complete the task, you won't be allowed to eat." Section Chief Zhang immediately shouted at the top of his voice and started to drive everyone away.
Everyone had no choice but to disperse in dismay. Everyone was whispering to each other and discussing what the master had just said.
Nan Yi grabbed the old master and whispered: "Is it really that powerful?"
"That's right! I think back then, I was lucky enough to eat the noodles made by a master who had fled from Badaju in Sijiu City. The taste will be unforgettable for the rest of my life!" The master dropped these words and went to knead the noodles with a thoughtful look on his face.<
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Looking at his appearance, you can tell that his thoughts are far away in the distant years.