Siheyuan: God rewards hard work and makes life better

This is a dark blue certificate with seven large characters "People's Republic of China" engraved on the top of the front, the national emblem printed in the middle, and six large characters "Professional Qualification Certificate" below.

Opening the certificate, it records Pei Guang's basic information, including name, date of birth, gender, education level, as well as certificate number and issue date.

The occupation column is filled in as: Chinese cook

Below that are the results of the theoretical and practical assessments, and at the very bottom is the certification stamp of the Culinary Technical School.

Now I am a nationally certified chef!

After all the chef certificates were distributed, Pei Guang discovered that among the hundreds of people present, only two people had passed the first-level chef assessment, which shows how difficult the assessment was.

Those who lost the election became dejected, like eggplants hit by frost.

Unfortunately, the result won’t change!

Li Qiang exclaimed: "Brother, I didn't expect you to pass the exam to become an intermediate chef at such a young age. Such talent is really embarrassing."

"Haha! I haven't congratulated Brother Li yet for successfully obtaining his senior chef certificate!"

Li Qiang waved his hand. "I was very happy, but compared with you, this achievement seems insignificant."

After issuing the chef certificates, today's work was over. According to the announcement of the examiner, except for the first-level and second-level chefs, everyone else could leave freely.

Li Qiang looked at Pei Guang's puzzled look and explained, "Those chefs are important talents of the country. I think they will all be employed."

Pei Guang suddenly realized that the purpose of such an examination held by the state was not just to issue chef certificates, but more importantly to tap into the talents among the people.

The two walked out of the school gate side by side. Before they parted, Li Qiang couldn't help but say, "Brother, you really don't plan to leave the steel mill. With your skills, it would be a waste of talent to stay there!"

Pei Guang smiled slightly, "Brother Li, I am treated as a deputy director in the factory, and there is still room for advancement in the future."

"I took the chef certification exam just on a whim. Whether I can become a chef in the future is still unclear."

Li Qiang sighed deeply, feeling sorry that someone like Pei Guang, who was extremely talented in cooking, was not interested in it.

However, everyone has their own destiny, and he can't force it. Perhaps others can achieve better results in other positions.

"Brother, come to the Beijing Hotel when you have time, so that you can taste my cooking skills."

Pei Guang responded with a smile, feeling somewhat reluctant to part with this old brother who seemed to him like an old friend.

Fortunately, their workplaces are not far from each other, so when they have time, they can take their wives there to change their taste.

I want to fly to the sky and be side by side with the sun

The world is waiting for me to change

Never be afraid of others seeing the dreams you want to make

......

Let go of troubles and bravely stride forward

I'm standing in the middle of the stage

On the way back, Pei Guang, in a good mood, hummed a little tune again. Whenever passers-by passed by, his passionate voice echoed in their ears, and they all looked at him with attention.

It was almost half past five when we returned to the yard, and every household had started having dinner.

"Brother Guang, you are finally back. Why does this assessment take so long?" Zhao Maimai paced back and forth at the door of her house, and her eyes lit up when she saw that figure.

"Hey! There are too many people, what can I do? Is the meal ready? I'm starving."

"It's ready. I've been waiting for you."

At the dinner table, Zhao Maimai picked up a dumpling and started to show concern for her man's certification.

She was surprised to learn that the man's cooking skills were only at the fourth level as a chef.

She didn't know how good the other chefs were at cooking, but the food the man cooked was the most delicious she had ever eaten in her life.

At this moment, she couldn't help but wonder how delicious the dishes made by a first-class chef would be!

Pei Liyun looked at the chef's certificate curiously for a few seconds, and then lost interest.

It’s useless anyway and it doesn’t increase my salary.

At night, in the carving room.

Pei Guang used sandpaper to rub the tiger-shaped three-dimensional wood sculpture in front of him, and then painted it with acrylic paint. After completing all the work, he looked at the lifelike twelve zodiac animals on the ground, and his heart was filled with joy.

After so many days, he finally created this set of works with his own hands.

When I returned to the room and prepared to share my joy with my wife, I saw her holding two knitting needles with cotton thread connected to them, and she was swinging them skillfully.

A few days ago, I saw a few aunties in the yard knitting sweaters. They excitedly said that they had learned it before and insisted on knitting one for him.

Whenever I have free time these days, I always knit sweaters tirelessly.

"Mai Mai, why don't you just stop doing it? We have the money so we can just buy it."

Zhao Maimai smiled sweetly, and her white and neat teeth revealed a beautiful curve.

"Brother Guang, you're free anyway."

"I'm going to finish it for you and make one for grandpa as well."

Pei Guang didn't say anything more after hearing this. It was good to have something to do so that life wouldn't be too boring.

Then an idea flashed in his mind, "Mai Mai, why don't I go buy a sewing machine? I remember you said you could use it before."

When he was writing the letter of introduction, Li Huaide gave him a sewing ticket as a wedding gift. He was so excited at the time that he threw it into the space and forgot about it.

Now that I have a wife, I have all the housework to do, so I can buy some things and make the best use of them.

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Chapter 109 Sewing Machine

Zhao Maimai's eyes showed deep surprise. Since the man said that, he must have sewn a plane ticket.

If you have a sewing machine at home, it will be convenient to do sewing and mending, and you won’t have to buy clothes outside in the future.

She thought she had a talent for this and after learning from her neighbor for a while, the clothes she made were widely praised.

"Okay, okay!"

"I'll take care of the clothing work from now on."

Then Pei Guang took his wife to admire the newly carved twelve zodiac animals. Looking at the admiration revealed in the big watery eyes, his heart was restless.

He hugged her delicate body in his arms, kissed her red lips, and began to move his hands up and down, feeling the warmth and softness.

"Well!"

Zhao Maimai was instantly filled with love, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she tried her best to cooperate with the man.

"Mmmm! Brother Guang, turn off the lights!"

"No, I just want to look at you."

Amidst a whimper, the battle raged until dawn.

Tian Xiulan, who got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, heard the faint noise and her curiosity drove her to get closer to listen.

When she heard the obscene sounds inside, she spat softly and her pretty face couldn't stop getting hot.

She wanted to open her legs but she wouldn't listen. She just listened quietly, her hands unconsciously reaching into her pants.

"Well!"

After a long while, the body and mind were completely relaxed, and the extreme pleasure swept through the body, making people intoxicated.

Listening to the long-lasting noise inside and comparing it with Xu Damao's short-lived enthusiasm, I felt a sense of dissatisfaction in my heart.

Even...not as bad as that "accident"!

.........

Women are indeed scary creatures. They could be as weak as mud before, but after a few hours of rest, they get up and go to work looking radiant.

Pei Guang was lying on the bed watching this scene and couldn't help but marvel at the magic of the Creator.

When he arrived at the kitchen, he happened to meet Liang Weimin, who was walking towards him. His hurried steps seemed a little anxious, and the two pieces of flesh on his cheeks trembled slightly with the movement.

Liang Weimin saw that he looked relieved, "Xiao Pei, you should have taken the chef assessment yesterday, how did it go?"

With Pei Guang's skills, he had no doubt about his chances of passing the assessment, but he was worried about being poached.

Generally speaking, there are few chefs of this level who are willing to stay in the factory.

Pei Guang understood what he meant and smiled faintly, "Director, don't you know my strength? I have a Level 4 chef certificate for sure."

"If you want me to serve you in the future, you can't charge me the same price as before."

Liang Weimin was delighted. Didn't this mean that he had no intention of leaving the factory?

"That's as it should be. Ability should always match value!"

With all his worries gone, Liang Weimin did not stay long. After saying goodbye, he left in a hurry.

As soon as Pei Guang stepped into the kitchen, he was immediately greeted with thunderous applause.

It turned out that the conversation between the two people at the door just now was heard clearly by the people inside.

"Congratulations to Director Pei for winning the Level 4 Chef Certificate!"

"Director Pei is awesome!"

"Congratulations Director Pei!"

Even Sha Zhu sent his sincere blessings. Pei Guang's craftsmanship intimidated him and he had long since given up the idea of ​​comparing.

The only thing I can’t understand is that they haven’t practiced much, but their skills are improving day by day.

He has studied cooking for more than ten years, but is still not as good as a chef who changed his career halfway through. This is so unreasonable!

While everyone was congratulating, they were also curious about the chef's certificate and couldn't help but want to take a look at it.

a piece of cake!

Pei Guang rummaged in his bag and directly "took out" the blue chef certificate, which caused another round of exclamations.

Except for those female employees, everyone present hopes to make achievements in the cooking industry, and a chef's certificate is their lifelong goal.

It’s a pity that if they can’t find a famous teacher, this might be the way their lives will be!

Ugh!

In the afternoon, Pei Guang went to the supply and marketing cooperative, picked out a Feiren brand sewing machine, paid 128 yuan and a sewing machine ticket.

He looked at the bicycle, then compared it with the size of the sewing machine, and decisively paid fifty cents more to have the bicycle delivered to his door.

When he returned to the factory, he had an extra bicycle next to him, which was the one he had assembled before.

Ever since the factory gave out new cars as rewards during the sports meet, the old cars have been put away and left idle.

Now that I'm married and my wife has learned to ride a bike, I might as well give it to her.

Although the 28-inch body of the bicycle is not suitable for women, it is still a bicycle after all, so there is no reason to despise it.

When Zhao Maimai walked out of the office building after get off work, she saw the figure she had been thinking about, and her slightly raised lips were filled with joy.

"Mai Mai, your man is here to pick you up again!"

"Hey! Look, why is Director Pei leaning against two cars?"

Zhao Maimai looked at it and found it was true. She came up and asked curiously.

"Maimai, go up and give it a try. This bike will be yours to ride from now on."

"Ah!" Zhao Maimai couldn't help but exclaimed.

No way! Is this car prepared for her? Where did the man get such a thing?

She temporarily put aside the many questions in her mind and stepped forward to give it a try.

Just so silky!

Although it is an assembled car, fortunately it has been properly maintained and will not be damaged if placed in a space.

Seeing this, several female colleagues' eyes turned red. Wow! They also want a bicycle!

We are all women, why should we be treated differently like this?

On the way home, Zhao Maimai couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.