magic eye doctor

Chapter 3844 Afternoon Tea

Listen to others and eat enough.

Le Yun didn't take Milo's words about being able to eat a plate of fried pork tenderloin as a joke, but rather as good advice. She put a batch of pork tenderloin into the pot to fry, had Milo watch the pot, and went to find Brother Zhou to get another large bowl of pork tenderloin.

Take back a batch of ingredients, cut them again, and put them in a bowl to marinate.

Milo watched over the oil fryer. Whenever Xiao Lele said it was ready, he would take the fried pork tenderloin out to drain and then put a new batch of meat back in to fry.

The two cooperated tacitly.

The first batch of marinated pork tenderloin was all fried, and the pork tenderloin that had been marinated in the basin earlier for the next batch was almost ready as well.

The little girl followed the steps in order: thickening the batter, then taking out the marinated pork tenderloin, coating it with batter, and frying it.

It's often said that those near the water get the moon first, and that's absolutely true. Milo, who worked as a kitchen handyman, tasted fried pork tenderloin at every temperature stage, from freshly cooked to cooled down.

From high to low temperatures, each grade of pork tenderloin has its own unique texture.

The handsome guy was enjoying his meal.

Le Xiao silently indulged the rich guy's gluttonous eating and drinking, resolutely refusing to remind him of any other delicious dishes for lunch.

In the kitchen, the handsome Miro enjoyed all the advantages, while the technicians and assistants installing equipment in the factory were busy, working diligently and responsibly.

General Manager Meng acted as both translator and supervisor. When it was time to leave work, he promptly notified everyone to stop and go home.

The installation team members inevitably had some oil or grime on their hands, so they went into the cafeteria hall in a group and washed their hands at the sink.

Cooking is underway in the kitchen, and there is hot water in the sink for washing dishes and hands in the living room.

The people working in the factory arrived a little later; the furniture installers and other staff from Sanyi Pharmaceutical were already seated in the lobby.

Mr. Meng and others accompanied a group of guests to wash their hands and take their seats, where they first drank tea.

The technicians and sales staff searched but couldn't find Young Master Milo or the long-haired princess from China. Thinking of afternoon tea, their smiles almost overflowed.

The kitchen was ready, and the meal was served in an orderly manner.

Shao, the deputy director of the canteen, led the way in serving the dishes. By the time all the dishes were served in the main hall, Zhou, who had gone to the north building, had returned.

Brother Zhou pushed a food cart, with the handsome and dashing Milo and the petite girl lagging behind, entering the hall in order.

The technicians and salesmen were overjoyed to see Young Master Milo and the little princess from the East enter.

Yueyun and Milo walked past several tables and sat down at the table where the foreigners were sitting.

That table only had two locals from the pharmaceutical industry, Le Xiaoluoli and President Meng. The other seats were occupied by technicians, salespersons, translators, and Miro.

The transport team's drivers and escorts were received by the security personnel and drivers from the Three Medicines Company.

Brother Zhou pushed the food cart to a table near the foreign guests, lifted the top cover, and brought out a plate of fried pork tenderloin with a rich, enticing aroma.

To make it easier for foreigners to pick up food, there are two plates of pork tenderloin per table.

Then, uncover the bottom cover of the table and serve a plate of braised fish in fermented rice wine lees.

After serving the foreign guests a meal, he and the chefs who came to help served fried pork tenderloin and braised fish with fermented rice wine to the transport drivers, security guards, and employees of the Third Pharmaceutical Company.

The hall was filled with the rich aroma of food.

After the dishes were served, Brother Zhou and the chefs took their seats.

The little girl greeted the guests and invited them to dine.

Milo enthusiastically explained to the foreigners that the fried pork tenderloin and braised fish were made by his little sweetheart herself, using a lot of words of praise.

The technicians and sales staff were already full of anticipation, and they couldn't resist the temptation. With Young Master Miro's praise, they all started to eat the fried pork tenderloin and fish.

The braised fish with fermented rice wine consists of small fish, each about three fingers wide, one for each person.

The fish is first pan-fried and then stewed, until even the bones become soft, and the meat is tender and the bones are fragrant.

Unfortunately, there are too few of them.

Fortunately, the portion of fried pork tenderloin was generous, about three pieces per person.

After tasting the two dishes made by the long-haired princess, the technicians and salesmen looked at her with shining eyes. Then, after tasting two more dishes, they remained silent.

It wasn't that it wasn't delicious, it was just too delicious. We were so busy enjoying the food that we didn't have time to talk.

The lunch provided for the guests left them beaming with satisfaction, their smiles never fading.

After the meal, there is tea to cleanse the palate and fruit.

After eating, rest for a few tens of minutes, and then you can go back to work.

The technicians and sales staff didn't need the translator to urge them; they would go to work on their own before 2 p.m.

The little girl didn't go to the factory; instead, she went to the North Building with Milo. Using the rested dough as a base, they added plant juice and flour, and then kneaded it again.

Set aside each dough ball after kneading. Once all the dough balls are kneaded, divide them into portions, shape them, and make the required quantity. Sprinkle with sesame seeds, brush with olive oil, and bake in the oven.

As the first batch of bread came out of the oven, Miro smelled the aroma and his beautiful blue eyes suddenly lit up: "Truffle bread! It's truffle bread!"

He was all too familiar with that scent!
Whether it was the years when Xiao Lele wasn't doing research or the years when he was busy with work, he, along with his godfather, Mr. Ferrari, and others, purchased truffles and made truffle bread every year. Unfortunately, the truffle bread they made was just the familiar local flavor and couldn't compare to the truffle bread made by Xiao Lele.

The nouveau riche Milo was as excited as a child. Le Yun casually picked up a piece of bread and put it in his hand: "Try it and see if it tastes like you."

The freshly baked bread is piping hot!

A sudden burst of heat landed in his hand, and Milo cried out in pain, repeatedly tossing the bread up and catching it again, like playing with a magic ball.

He played a game of tossing the ball while yelling, "Hot! Hot! Hot! Ouch, it's so hot!"

"If it's hot, just throw it away."

With a smile, Yueyun took out the baked bread, put it into the box while it was still hot, set the steamer aside to cool, and then put the next batch of bread into the oven.

Throwing it away was out of the question. Milo tossed the bread back and forth between his hands until it cooled down a bit, then ate it with a "whoosh."

The bread was baked until the crust was golden brown, and the inside was soft and fluffy, both fragrant and tender.

The unique aroma of truffle bread, which I haven't had in a long time, is truly captivating.

Milo took a big bite first, then tore off small pieces and ate them in small bites, wanting more and more as he ate.

After finishing a truffle bread, he rushed to wash his hands, then turned back to knead the dough, muttering to himself as he suggested adding something else next time.

The north building was baking bread, and the aroma was released into the air through the exhaust fan, spreading out and filling the air with the fragrance of bread.

The smell of the aroma made everyone's mouths water.

Brother Zhou, Brother Shao, and the chefs stayed in the kitchen. During lunch, they put the roast duck marinated by the little girl into the oven, wrapped the chicken in lotus leaves, put it in bamboo tubes, arranged them in a steamer, and steamed it.

The bamboo tubes used to steam the bamboo tube chicken were kitchen utensils that the little girl had just brought over; there were sixty of them in total.

The chefs tended the ovens and steamers. After 3:30, Brother Zhou led a group of people to the North Building, where they boiled water and brewed black tea in a kitchen, and helped serve sesame paste in plates.

After 4 p.m., the supervisor, General Manager Meng, told the technicians to take a break and go to the restaurant on the north side for afternoon tea.

The people who helped install the furniture also informed the installers, and all the employees of the Third Pharmaceutical Company gathered in the restaurant in the North Building.

Someone stayed behind in the kitchen of the south building, while the others went to the north building to help serve tea and toast.

The little girl and Milo took the baked bread out of the oven, turned it off temporarily, and went to the restaurant for afternoon tea.

Afternoon tea is simple—a pot of black tea on the table, a large basket of toast, and a small dish of sesame paste for each person.

It had only been a little over two hours since lunch, and although no one was actually hungry, the aroma of toast made them feel hungry again.

The technicians and salespeople, seeing the fragrant baked bread, were so delighted that they praised God.

Milo then acted as the narrator, saying that the cutest and most beautiful little sweetheart had gone to great lengths to prepare truffle bread with the flavors of their hometown in order to help everyone understand their longing for the food of their hometown.

The technicians and salesmen, displaying their gentlemanly spirit, are collecting money from Miss Oriental as if it were free.

President Meng and others: "..." To be fair, it's quite good that foreigners always keep up their habit of praising others; it still makes people feel good to hear.

Little Le accepted all the compliments from the foreigners and accompanied them for afternoon tea.

The installers, transport drivers, and bodyguards could barely understand foreign languages, but that didn't stop them from being empathetic.

The little flying man from Great China is truly the kindest and most loving little angel in the world!
They were filled with envy for the employees of the Third Pharmaceutical Company. They thought the employees of the Third Pharmaceutical Company were so lucky to have such a good boss!
The foreigners, beaming with joy, and the natives of China, happily enjoyed afternoon tea. They all liked to tear the bread into pieces, dip it in sauce, and then put it in their mouths. The taste... tsk tsk, I wouldn't trade it for a village chief.

Having some bread and a sip of tea is incredibly pleasant.

Afternoon tea is a short time, lasting only half an hour.

People who have enjoyed a pleasant rest time are full of energy when they go to work.

When Brother Zhou returned to the South Building, he packed a portion of toast and tea for the chef who stayed in the kitchen.

While the guests and employees of the Third Pharmaceutical Company were leisurely drinking afternoon tea, Qin was giving a work report in a certain department in the capital. Everyone present was a big shot in the power pyramid.

Of course, Elder Meng and Mr. Du could not be absent, and Chao Yi, one of the three talents of the Chao family, was also present, as was Hu Yi, the eldest son of the Hu family.

The bigwigs present appeared calm on the surface, but judging from the occasional frown or thoughtful gestures, they were clearly not at peace.

General Qin, who was giving his work report, had a somber expression and exuded a chilling aura.

Qin will complete his week-long hospital stay and will leave on Monday morning to give a work report to the leadership team.

The work report will begin at 9:00 AM, with a two-hour temporary pause at noon, and will continue in the afternoon.

It was called a work report, but it was actually an important meeting.

The meeting ended at 5 p.m.

As soon as the meeting ended, Qin hurriedly left with the folder, walked out of the building, got into the waiting car, and headed straight for the airport.

After having afternoon tea with the guests, the little girl continued baking bread, working until almost 5:30 pm before using up all the dough.

Seal the baked bread in a bag.

Thanks to the afternoon tea, the technicians and sales staff were even more motivated in the late afternoon. When it was time for them to leave work in the evening, General Manager Meng told them to go home, but they did not immediately put down their work. Instead, they insisted on finishing one process.

The team worked overtime for more than forty hours to complete the installation of a certain section and happily called it a day.