Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 1214 1214. Don’t you like it?

Just smelling the aroma, everyone was already dizzy, and no one cared about the three or five slices of meat.

At this moment, all he could do was nod his head, and even Chen Yuan kept swallowing his saliva. While waiting for Qiao Qiao to get rice noodles, he didn't even dare to say anything.

The driver on the side was honestly at the end of the queue, drooling and not daring to move forward. He thought that if he could catch such a meal today, it would be enough for him to continue playing for another three to five years!

Just smell the aroma!

Everyone in Yuncheng is a gourmet, and they gather wherever the food is delicious!

But he has traveled all over the world, and he has never come across such delicacies - is it a domestic offering?

This must be the legendary internal confession, right? !

God! No wonder so many people are taking the civil service exam. It turns out they are able to get along and eat so well!

He was holding the bowl and standing on tiptoe, looking as eager as if he were begging for food.

……

It has to be said that although Qiao Qiao is young, if she wants to attract people, she can naturally find the most suitable one!

In the morning of winter, when everyone is running back and forth, it is the time when we are tired, nervous, not acclimated to the environment, and may not have a good appetite.

He took out this bowl of rice noodles, whether it was spicy and delicious rice noodles or sour rice noodles, the best rice noodles ground from his own rice, with the same good side dishes, as well as the delicious fried eggs and meat slices...

When Chen Yuan came to his senses, the bowl full of rice noodles had been scooped out. He raked the soup with his chopsticks and scooped it out. When only a few chopped green onions were left, he finally realized -

This is the first meal at the boss's house.

After eating his first meal, he looked so greedy. He didn't dare to think about what others thought of him?

Look at the colleagues around me, okay? They are all holding bowls and they look a little confused.

Chen Yuan gritted his teeth and decided to put down his chopsticks——

"There are also steamed buns here, don't you want to eat two? The ones stuffed with radish and lard are so delicious!" Qiao Qiao came over and looked at everyone curiously.

He was really curious. After all, no one who came to his home for dinner only ate one bowl per meal.

However, his ordinary question made Chen Yuan struggle painfully.

It’s just steamed buns, I can eat two more. But he just finished the big bowl of rice noodles in such a hurry. If he continues to eat more and can't hold it back, will he look like a useless person?

Wouldn't this disgrace Xiao Du and the others?

Look around again, everyone is holding empty bowls, their speed is the same as what they have practiced for many years, and their expressions are similar to those of struggle.

The balance in his heart swayed hard.

And Qiao Qiao is still asking: "Don't you want to drink porridge too? The fragrant rice porridge is really sweet and warm."

As he spoke, he stirred the thick white porridge in the pot with a big spoon.

Chen Yuan:......

The balance in my heart finally fell to the ground with a clang. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll eat some more."

Only then did Qiao Qiao laugh: "Okay! I made these myself. I saw that you all only ate one bowl, so I thought you didn't like them."

dislike? ! !

No no no, impossible! Chen Yuan shook his head, stretched the bowl to the edge of the pot, and scooped out another chopstick of rice noodles.

This rice noodle soup is also really appetizing!

Eat a little more!

Wu Lan also looked over, fearing that the young man would be too thin-skinned and embarrassed to eat, so he also hurriedly urged:

"Eat them all, open them up and eat them! Eat more! This meal will make you full!"

"Okay, okay! You must be full!" It was the driver on the side who said this.

He looked at the young guys in front of him who were all silent (because they ate too much and were too aggressive, and felt a little embarrassed to speak), and he responded very quickly at the moment.

He was holding a bowl of rice noodle soup in one hand and drinking it in a daze, and grabbing a big bun with the other hand. His mouth was full of oil after eating.

What a pity! He has never enjoyed such a blessing in his life.

Delicious, really delicious!

In such a low-key village, and such a low-key family, if he hadn't taken this business by chance, he might never have known the taste of good food in his life!

No wonder rich people pay millions for any dish they eat. It must taste like this!

Definitely is!

If he had money, he would eat too!

In just one meal, the driver's thoughts crossed from politics to business, creating an unforgettable experience.

After the meal was finished, and watching him drive away reluctantly, Chen Yuan immediately stood up: "Let's go help clean up the kitchen."

"No, no, no!" Ulan waved his hands repeatedly:

"This is not your job! You just came here and you are already tired. Can you take a rest?"

Aunt Lianhua went to a relative's house today to hold a funeral and give gifts. So I have to wait until tomorrow to get to work. But even so, there are so many people in the family, and everyone will wash and wash together, so they won't be too tired.

Who knew that as soon as she said this, she saw Chen Yuan leading everyone into the kitchen.

I can't move without moving, I'm really worried!

Everyone knows how much they want to eat, and now they have eaten so much all morning that if they don't speed up their consumption, they won't be able to walk.

Although it was too stretched to be suitable for work, it was better than standing there and digesting it stupidly.

Everyone has a clear division of labor and a tacit understanding of cooperation. Those who collect the dishes collect the dishes, those who wash the dishes, and those who clean the stove...some even tidy up the scattered firewood.

There was someone nearby who quickly found a disposable rag and stood by the stove waiting to wipe the dishes.

There were more than twenty young men, up and down, inside and out. In less than half an hour, the entire kitchen would be demolished by them.

The kitchen is usually clean enough, but the seventh cousin is quite particular about this matter. But looking at it now, it feels like a deep cleaning!

The firewood piled in the corner has been stacked neatly again, and the little spider that just poked its head out of the corner on the high beam now has no thread left.

This kind of work is really like the essence of the relatives of Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, and her grandfather!

Wu Lan and others stared with wide eyes, looking at the sparkling kitchen in front of them, and then at the young men rubbing their hands seriously by the sink. Their mouths opened and closed, and they didn't know what to say.

After a while, Song Tan finally reacted:

"Everyone has a lot of luggage and is tired from traveling all the way...Mom, why don't you take them to the dormitory on the mountain to settle down first?"

"I will talk about the specific work content after lunch."

If they are allowed to stay in the yard any longer, the yard will probably be cleaned up later.

It would be nice to have someone to help clean up, but this group of people came from other places in the first place, and it seems that some of them just arrived at the station early this morning.

It's not Song Tan's style to employ people like this.

"Go, go, go!"

These young men were too diligent. Here they began to look at the yard and the living room again. Wulan was still under a lot of psychological pressure. At this moment, he nodded repeatedly and quickly got on the tricycle.

"Come on, put your suitcases here."

On the other hand, he called Song Sancheng again: "Hurry up and pull them up on your bike. Tan Tan, you also drive, otherwise you won't be able to pull them down."

Everyone got on the maroon and dark blue tricycles in silence, and looked at the pickup truck. Their expressions were quite serious at this moment. On the other hand, Wu Lan was riding a bicycle, feeling the cold and biting wind blowing on his face. At this moment, he said "ouch":

"The dormitory has air-conditioning, but the air-conditioning is actually not as comfortable as the stove room in our rural areas. You have just arrived and don't have much work. Usually when you have nothing to do, you can just warm up by the fire and chat in the mountains and down the mountain. Don't be formal!"

"Okay." Everyone responded obediently.

Then there are the young men who look like little white poplars. Now they are quietly listening to orders and squatting in the back pocket of the tricycle. In fact, they are more like mushrooms.

Fortunately, the back mountain is not far away, and we got there after riding a tricycle for a while.

As soon as Song Tan stopped the car, he was called over by Yan Ran from the single dormitory on the hillside next door.

The rest of the people were led by Ulan. Looking up at this moment, they saw several white buildings clustered together on the top of the mountain, with high walls and gates outside.

"This is our family's processing plant. Everyday we just make some chili sauce and the like. Our chili peppers are too spicy and can't stand it if cut by hand. We still have to use machines."

"This place on the left is the canteen. We eat three meals a day here, and we also have supper in the evening."

Master Jiang was sitting at the door of the kitchen peeling radishes. While peeling, he stuffed a piece into his mouth. After chewing, his brows relaxed.

Seeing Ulan, he happened to ask:

"Is this radish of the quality found in the village?"

"Yes!" Wu Lan laughed: "A few families in the village who planted radishes and cabbage sent them over a few days ago. They said they were kept specially. I thought that this is a Chinese New Year, and everyone should have a good meal together. Just brought it over."

"Good good!"

Master Jiang's brows widened: "You have to eat it quickly, otherwise the radish will become bran easily when the weather gets warm... Is this the new security guard?"

He looked at these energetic young men and asked more enthusiastically: "Should we eat braised pork belly with radish or braised pork for lunch?"

The meal I just ate has only been digested a little bit, and now I am asking this fatal question...

Everyone looked at each other and said, "Hello, Master Jiang. We will eat whatever you do. We are not picky eaters."

"Okay, okay!" Master Jiang smiled happily: "Don't worry, everything you eat is not bad! Just wait - by the way," he suddenly asked with experience: "You just had breakfast at Lao Song's house, right?"

Seeing everyone nodding, he asked thoughtfully: "Do you want to wait until one o'clock for lunch?"

Can it still be like this?

Everyone looked at Ulan.

Wu Lan was confused for a moment, thinking that there is no work now anyway, you can eat whenever you want! Is it possible that recruiting someone can be done just because they are poor?

She's not the kind to care about how many grains of rice she uses.

So at this moment, he nodded blankly: "You can eat at any time. Isn't this what Master Jiang ordered?"

Chen Yuan was overjoyed. He thanked Wu Lan and looked at Master Jiang seriously:

"Thank you!"

Master Jiang sighed with a smile: "It's okay, I've eaten everything, I've survived it all... Forget it, I'll make you some hawthorn soup at noon to appetize and help digestion!"

The chefs working here are so considerate!

With this understanding in mind, everyone carried their luggage and thought about various things they had secretly speculated in the past few days, but it was only different from the scene they imagined.

To be honest, everyone was relieved.

After all, anyone who has experienced it knows how arduous the real security task is. It would be fine if their limbs were intact, but now, everyone is afraid that they cannot bear this responsibility.

Nowadays, it really seems like an ordinary farmhouse. From the owner to the chef, everyone is warm and considerate, which is great.

Ulan led them to the building on the left side of the factory: "This is the men's dormitory. The door to the women's dormitory opposite is locked. Men are not allowed to enter."

Although there are currently only mother and daughter Zhai Xiaofeng inside, the rules must be made clear in advance.

Everyone who followed Ulan nodded and wrote it down together.

Song Sancheng also followed and took out the key at this moment: "I will arrange a room for you on the first floor. There are several spacious rooms here, which are suitable for you."

There are no elevators in the buildings here. Many of them have inconvenient legs and feet, so it is not easy to climb up and down. Therefore, there are twenty-three people, six dormitories, all connected rooms on the first floor.

Open the door and you will see a spacious four-person room.

It is really spacious, with four bunk beds. The upper bunk has a cupboard and the lower bunk is used for sleeping.

Each bunk is separated by a modular cabinet. There are bathrooms, toilets, and air conditioners in the room.

Small but complete.

What's more, these dormitories are really larger than other dormitories. Chen Yuan and others are already quite satisfied!

They have lived in this environment for many years. Although they don't like it very much now, there is absolutely no pressure to adapt to it again.

Especially when the conditions here are obviously much more comfortable. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked Wu Lan and Song Sancheng.

Song Sancheng handed over all the keys: "There are only four keys for each room. You can choose your own room."

Facing this group of unfamiliar young men, he spoke much less. He was still a little reserved at the moment. After thinking for a while, he said:

"Actually, although our village is a bit remote, there is basically nothing going on. It's quite peaceful."

"I invite you to come over. To be honest, I don't think there are any big prospects, but it's just a little bit. We eat well and sleep well here. Anyway, you will know after working for a while."

He was not lying about this. There were so many people coming and going at home, and everyone said they slept very soundly here.

At Song Sancheng's age, he felt that sleeping well was the most important thing.

It was so rare to say such sincere words at this moment that no one knew how to answer.

But Chen Yuan laughed: "Uncle, you are too polite. In my current state, I have not thought about any prospects. I am satisfied with a good job."

"Yes." Everyone agreed in agreement.

In fact, if they had to work in their current situation, the city wouldn't be able to find a way to arrange it. but……

how to say? Sometimes being far away from home is not necessarily a bad thing.

In particular, not everyone's parents and relatives are like Chen Yuan's parents, who are worried about their children's injuries.

Some of them left reluctantly because of their family members, and some of them dragged their luggage with them, and they might only have a few hundred dollars left in total.

Two in one! Did too many things today! Too many! Good night!

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