She is no longer the best female match for period essays

Chapter 9

Director Wang looked at Zhu Yun's handwriting again, hey, it really is the opinion of the elders that the handwriting looks like a person.There are not many words, each one is crooked like fleas, wishing to jump out of the paper, and like its owner, it is dedicated to smearing people in front of people.

"That little Zhu, the two characters for culinary art are wrong. Kitchen is one bean and one inch below the factory. You forgot the word for inch, and Yi didn't have the initials of cursive."

"Why does serving the people here turn into wronging the people?"

"At the level of the third grade in elementary school, you can't make typos in the whole article, right? You just say that you don't know the characters and miss the radicals. If you don't know how to mark the pinyin, why do you put all the homophonic characters together?"

"Dongshan Xiucai read half of it, and you don't have the ability!"

The big guy was reluctant to leave at first, wanting to find out what job he could assign, and contacted the new director by the way, but none of them left. Now, after hearing the director's depressed and heartbroken words, he couldn't help feeling depressed Shrugged with a smile.

Zhu Yun blinked her eyes, and looked at the words on the paper with a look of horror, feeling that she was being bullied by the people from the Space-Time Management Bureau!
Which of the female supporting roles she took over was not a coquettish and slut role?The person is so attractive, with a strong background, in order to be the most expensive stepping stone for the hero and heroine, without worrying about food and clothing, and when he comes to the scene, he happily trips the protagonist.

It can be said that except for the untimely death and the horrible appearance of death, there are almost no faults to pick on, allowing her to indulge herself in enjoying her youth and squandering money.

Regardless of whether the original owner likes to read or not, they are all literate and the handwriting can barely pass the eyes. This is the first time she has received a semi-literate character design!
Zhu Yun had a toothache, and all the few things in her head were packed up for temporary storage. Except for her own lazy temper and so few common insights from all the tasks, she couldn't find a single thing in her mind. as a cultural thing.

All Four Are Empty is not so thorough.

However, Director Wang is a person with a strong ability to accept. Before waiting for everyone to react, he comforted himself first: "It's okay if you can't read all the words. Xiao Zhu needs to work harder in his studies in the future. Anyway, he will hold the iron job of the organization's reward. No matter what, I have to ask for help." The call of the organization is closer to strive for the success of literacy."

"Let's go on, I'll sign you up later, and I'll go to the literacy class in the evening," Director Wang also had a literacy class task in hand, so he just pulled the form and filled in Zhu Yun's name without even asking.

"Although it is said that you don't need to read and write as you help in the back kitchen, who doesn't want to climb up? This text is your step. Don't you have to read clearly when you report the name of the dish?"

Zhu Yun nodded indifferently, "Director, what work do you want to assign me?"

Director Wang looked at the column of cooking skills that she filled out, and then looked at her hometown, wondering what kind of cooking skills can people from the countryside have, so he asked nonchalantly, "What kind of food do you know?"

"It's too much," Zhu Yun finally puffed out her chest, raised her chin slightly, she was so frightfully aggrieved, and finally had something to show her hand, so she couldn't help but frown slightly: "Although our side is not rich, but It’s the place where the entire Xiahua cuisine is produced, not to mention anything else, I can make a hundred or ten of the pasta without repeating it!”

"All the weddings and weddings in ten miles and eight villages are willing to invite me to take the spoon. All of them are hard dishes. The table and table are cleaned up better than a dog's lick. The host really loves me and hates me."

A few women burst out laughing first, "Director, you just listened to her bragging. She has a muddy leg, and the food she cooks smells like earth. Let her be in charge. I guess it's not far from the closure of our No. [-] cafeteria." .”

Although this canteen was the latest to be established, the other canteens all made way for it, and the order was one behind. Who made it the leader of the service factory and foreign guests specially approved by the above?
Director Wang is also among a group of people with great backgrounds, and has overcome all obstacles to achieve today's brilliance.

He definitely valued the development of the No. [-] canteen, but he was unwilling to break the self-made rules by opening his mouth, and waved his hands in an official tone: "Hey, you can't say that. Our canteen is a unified recruitment, and the rules are set in advance Well, no matter how good Xiao Zhu's skills are, we still have to go through the program together in the afternoon."

Zhu Yun didn't talk much, and seeing that there was nothing else to do, she asked about the time of the afternoon, then wandered back and bought some dry apples on the side of the road, but five were only one yuan, which was more expensive than a catty of meat.But she thinks it's cheap, but the apples don't look good.

I remembered that I was going to make prunes and vegetables pancakes for my neighbors. I exchanged two apples from the farmer for some dried vegetables. After I got home, I made noodles and went to the back mountain with a bamboo basket.

This place used to be an army. It was built on the mountain. The terrain is like a gourd. The mountain is not high but stretches endlessly. It is connected with other places. The forest is dense, and there are ferocious beasts in the depths. You can often hear it at night. Until the wolf howls at the moon.

The wind in early spring is very strong, because the vegetation is dense and there is not much flying sand and rocks. There are a few trails under the mountain that have been trampled bald by people, and there are a few aunts and sisters-in-law who are carrying baskets picking wild vegetables.

Everyone straightened up and glanced at her, and the three of them continued to talk together, only a cheerful aunt shouted: "Comrade, I look at you, which new relative is it? Just pick something from the dirt road, but don’t make it too deep, or it will be taken away by wolves.”

"That's right, bears are also very fierce at this time..." Others couldn't help but add a few words.

Zhu Yun responded loudly with a smile, but tied her trouser legs tightly, and chose a place where the grass was trampled and there was no road yet.

The original owner is a good picker of wild vegetables, she knows everything, and she picked most of the baskets in a short time.Knowing that she was strong, she also put a stone brick for the wellhead and a few fist-sized stones in the basket for self-defense, to see if she could smash some hares and pheasants along the way.

She specially picks up places where no one walks, and the weeds are not too high. If she doesn't pay attention, she walks farther and farther, and there is a flapping sound in her ears.

Zhu Yun was startled, and touched it quietly. It turned out to be a not-so-big but deep trap, surrounded by a few stones to mark it. Inside, there were two fat gray rabbits, and a irascible pheasant that flapped its wings from time to time!
She grinned, and hurriedly looked around, and when she saw no one, she stepped forward and slapped the head of the pheasant with a brick, and then took out a chicken and two rabbits and stuffed them into the bamboo basket.

The mountain belongs to everyone, whoever comes across it belongs to them. She has no psychological burden at all, and she has already started to think about several meat dishes in her mind.

There was a gurgling sound from her stomach, and Zhu Yun hurried back happily without delay, pulling a large bundle of grass on the way, and went back to feed the rabbit.

Rolling up the sleeves and sneaking into the kitchen was a bit of fumbling. Now the chickens are all native chickens, which taste delicious and strong, but they are inferior to the pheasants.

One-third of the chicken was stewed with potatoes and mushrooms, and one part was left to hang in the well to keep fresh. She made the rest into chicken essence, a rich and limited variety of seasonings.

(End of this chapter)