Siheyuan: Starting with Damo Neighbors

After breakfast, Wang Xuewen filled a big bowl of porridge and took two big buns.

Take it to the deaf old lady.

Xu Damao, who was cooking, saw Wang Xuewen bring food to the door of the deaf old lady, his face was full of surprise.

"Hey, is it Wang Xuewen?"

He thought it was the second aunt who got up early to cook.

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dong dong dong.

"Old lady, are you up?" Wang Xuewen knocked on the door.

The deaf old lady didn't actually lock the door, she just kept it behind her.

But Wang Xuewen did not have the habit of entering other people's houses without knocking on the door.

"Who is it?" The voice of the deaf old lady came from the room, apparently already awake.

"I, Xuewen! I made breakfast and brought you some." Wang Xuewen said standing outside the door.

"Come in~! Come in~!" The voice of the deaf old lady was obviously very happy.

In the whole yard, except for the first mother, only Lou Xiao'e occasionally brought her some food.

Others will basically not send it.

But she also understands, after all, everyone is not rich.

Hearing that Wang Xuewen brought her food suddenly, she was naturally happy.

Wang Xuewen entered the room with food, and the deaf old lady was sitting on the bed.

"Old lady, I made some porridge and steamed some steamed buns. I'll bring some over for you to try."

"I put the things on the table, you get up early to eat." Wang Xuewen put down the breakfast in his hand.

"Good~ good~ What a good boy~!" The deaf old lady smiled like a chrysanthemum.

Before Wang Tiezhu was alive, he never gave her food.

In addition to being kind to his own son, Wang Tiezhu was just so-so to the people in the yard.

The old lady felt that Wang Xuewen was kinder than his father.

Wang Xuewen smiled: "Old lady, then I'll go back first. You put the dishes away first, and I'll pick them up when I get back from get off work."

When he got home, Wang Xuewen locked the door and went out directly.

It's okay to stay at home, he is going to go for a walk, and run a couple of laps by the way.

Qinglong blood is a talent, but he still wants to improve his body.

Right now, it's still a little too skinny.

After Wang Xuewen left, the deaf old lady got dressed and got out of bed.

After a brief wash, he sat down at the table.

The porridge cooked by Wang Xuewen is very thick, unlike the porridge cooked by Qin Huairu's family, which is very thin.

Most of it is water. After eating, I will be hungry within two hours.

The deaf old lady took a sip of porridge, her happy eyes narrowed.

"fragrant!!"

Can porridge made from rice that costs [-] cents a catty be delicious?

This is not the multigrain rice that most people eat.

The deaf old lady broke open another bun, and the rich aroma rushed to her face.

The soup dripped out of the buns.

"There's meat!"

"good to eat!!"

……

Before going to work, Wang Xuewen rushed to the canteen of the rolling mill.

"Yo, come to work so late on the first day? Do you still think you are the young master?" Silly Zhu opened his mouth when he saw Wang Xuewen.

He was still unhappy because Wang Xuewen didn't curry favor with him.

"Silly Zhu, as a chef, you think you are an official? I'm not late, and the factory manager can't tell me if I come." Wang Xuewen was not polite at all, and directly turned back.

He didn't intend to get too close to Shazhu.

Otherwise, Daode kidnaps himself and asks him to help Qin Huairu's family, isn't it disgusting?

If you really want to help, let Qin Huairu come by himself and pay a price, and he doesn't mind giving away some food.

Morality kidnaps oneself, there is no door.

"Hey! How come you didn't know you were such a thorny boy before?!" Sha Zhu was quite surprised by being stunned.

Wang Xuewen used to be like a big girl, so why would he quarrel with him?

"It's not too late to know now." Wang Xuewen was too lazy to talk to Sha Zhu.

Wang Xuewen replaced his father as cook.

However, the job assigned to him by the kitchen director Li is only washing and serving dishes, as well as cleaning.

When I am busy, I also help to chop vegetables.

As for cooking, that's none of his business.

In the past, Wang Xuewen didn't mind, but now he doesn't want to do laundry and cleaning all the time.

That's what the cafeteria aunt did.

Wang Xuewen went directly to Director Li of the cafeteria, planning to ask Director Li to transfer him to the post of chef.

There are a lot of dishes to be fried in the canteen, but it is also more comfortable than washing vegetables and cleaning.

Boom boom boom!

"Come in."

"Director Li."

Director Li was taken aback when he saw Wang Xuewen coming in.

After a while, I remembered Wang Xuewen's identity.

"Comrade Xiao Wang, what's the matter?" the canteen director asked.

"Director Li, my dad used to be a cook, but now that there is one less cook, the pressure on the back kitchen has increased a lot."

"My cooking skills are no worse than my dad's. I hope to be a chef and contribute to all the employees in the factory." Wang Xuewen said.

The canteen director was even more astonished.

"Can you still cook?"

No wonder he didn't believe it.

It's really that Wang Xuewen is too young, and he has been studying before.

It doesn't look like someone who can cook.

"I can lie to you about this kind of thing. If you don't believe me, master, I'll cook something for you."

"If you think I'm unqualified, I will have no opinion on transferring me to sweep the floor." Wang Xuewen promised.

"Oh~ Interesting." The director of the cafeteria came with interest.

Wang Xuewen is about the same age as his son, and he is also good-looking.

He would not bully Wang Xuewen.

However, not everyone would challenge his majesty as the director of the cafeteria.

"Comrade Xiao Wang! Are you serious? If you waste everyone's time, I will really report to Deputy Factory Manager Li and ask you to sweep the floor!" The director of the cafeteria put on a straight face.

With one less cook and several second cooks in the back kitchen, the pressure is indeed a lot greater.

If Wang Xuewen really knows how to cook, he doesn't mind letting Wang Xuewen cook.

But if you have high eyesight and low hands.

Then he will definitely not be polite.

As the director of the canteen, you must have the majesty of being the master.

"Nature is serious."

"Okay, now go fry a dish and show me."

Soon, the two came to the back kitchen.

"Director Li, do you specify the dishes, or should I just fry one?" Wang Xuewen asked.

"You can fry some potatoes and fried meat."

In winter, there are more potatoes, Chinese cabbage, and radishes.

Stir-fried pork with potatoes is a kind of meat, and it is often made in cafeterias.

If this can be fried well, it is no problem to be a cook.

"Row."

Wang Xuewen nodded, then cut some meat, took some peeled potatoes, and prepared to cut them himself.

"What is this for?"

"do not know."