Siheyuan: The legacy of Wei Wu, I can simplify everything

Chapter 57 The flattery in the bangs failed to succeed, was it self-defeating?
Chapter 57 The flattery in the bangs is not successful, is it self-defeating?

"Director, I brought Ye Ming over to you,"

Here Liu Haizhong came to the backyard to inform Ye Ming, and then came to Director Yang to ask for credit.

Don't say anything else,

This flattering behavior also vividly illustrates the image of a dog-legged person!
Even Director Yang felt disgusted when he saw such behavior, but he still nodded as if nothing had happened.

"Excuse me, Comrade Liu Haizhong."

"No trouble, no trouble,"

"Director, do you think there are any other instructions? To be honest, I am telling you this..."

no way.

Who allows Liu Haizhong to come into contact with the biggest leaders on weekdays, that is, the workshop director and team leader.

Now I finally have the opportunity to get up close and personal with Factory Director Yang.

Don't you have to try so hard to flatter me?
pity.

In Director Yang's mind, Liu Haizhong had a flattering impression.

Seeing that the other party was so ignorant and could not even look at the most basic eyes, Liu Haizhong was almost sentenced to death in his heart!
"Comrade Liu Haizhong, I already know your situation,"

"But I have something important to discuss with Master Ye right now, could you please give me a break?"

Seemingly polite words.

But the sullenness and impatience in his voice could be seen even by Liu Haizhong, an idiot who wanted to curry favor with Director Yang.

She couldn't help but feel a little thump in her heart, and her face became like a mourning concubine.

"Director, I..."

However, at this time, Director Yang also looked at Ye Ming.

"Master Ye, can you get in the car first?"

"Um,"

Ye Ming got into the car without even looking at Liu Haizhong.

"drive."

After Factory Director Yang said something, the driver slowly started the car.

Until this moment, Director Yang looked at Ye Ming and warned him.

"Master Ye,"

"We have to go somewhere later... well, try not to talk nonsense and don't ask random questions."

"clear."

Seeing Ye Ming's sensible look, Director Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

With the bangs as a contrast, Ye Ming was pleasing to his eyes no matter how he looked at him, and with his cooking skills, I believe his old leader would also be very satisfied.
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The car drove for almost an hour.

Finally, we came to the outside of a small two-story Western-style building in Soviet style.

As for the entrance of the courtyard, there are also guards responsible for patrolling.

This also made Ye Ming slightly shocked, and he became more and more certain that the identity of the person he was going to meet this time was by no means simple!
of course.

Ye Ming is very clear about his position as a cook.

If it's really the big boss in the plot, then of course he wouldn't mind having another connection.

But if it wasn't the other person, then he would just come here to help cook a meal.

Don’t ask anything, don’t say anything, just stay silent the whole time.

"Secretary Wang,"

I seemed to hear the movement of cars outside.

A polite young man in his early thirties wearing glasses came out and said a few words to the guard before the car was allowed to pass.

Director Yang got out of the car and shook hands with the young man.

"Please come out specifically to pick us up,"

"You're welcome,"

"They are all doing things for the leaders, as they should be."

As he said that, he looked at Ye Ming, who was a little too young next to Director Yang.

"Who is this……"

"This is Master Ye Mingye, the canteen monitor of our steel rolling mill.

Secretary Wang nodded.

"Master Ye, right?"

"Come with me, I'll take you to the kitchen!"

Then he looked at Director Yang.

"Director Yang, the leader is waiting for you in the study room,"

"Row,"

"Then I'll talk to the old leader." Director Yang didn't pay attention. It could even be said that he was somewhat familiar with this small building.

As for Ye Ming.

Then he was taken to the kitchen by Secretary Wang.

Seeing the wood-fired stove, as well as the soybean oil, rice, various prepared ingredients, pork, and a big elbow next to it, I couldn't help but nodded.

"Master Ye, see if there are any missing ingredients, I'll have someone prepare them."

"These ingredients are almost ready,"

"I would like to ask, does the leader want all of them to cook Sichuan cuisine?"

Ye Ming said quietly.

"Master Ye, what do you mean?"

When Secretary Wang heard this, there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Forehead,"

"I forgot to mention that in addition to being good at Sichuan cuisine, I am also good at Shandong cuisine and Cantonese cuisine."

"I just saw that there are quite a lot of ingredients in this room, so I wanted to ask if the leader would like to try other flavors. I can also make some other types of dishes."

"Here, let me ask the leader."

Although it was just about the taste of cooking, Secretary Wang did not dare to make his own decisions.

After a while, it was time to go and return.

"Master Ye,"

"The leader agreed, there are quite a few guests here today,"

"In addition to Sichuan cuisine, could you please prepare two or three more Shandong dishes?"

"no problem."

At this time, Ye Ming also glanced at the various bottles and jars of condiments in the kitchen, and couldn't help but frown.

"Secretary Wang, do you have sesame sauce?"

"No,"

"Master Ye, don't worry, lead them to have dinner at about twelve o'clock, I will have people prepare it right now."

Although I don’t know what Ye Ming wants Ma Jiang to do.

But Secretary Wang did not act like a layman commanding an expert, nor did he pretend to understand. He nodded and agreed.
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"Um……"

On Ye Ming's side, looking at the ingredients in the kitchen, he also began to think about which dishes to make.

It's not that a clever woman can't make a meal without rice at the moment.

But too many!
Especially for Ye Ming of [Cooking Skills (Advanced)].

Recipes from Sichuan, Shandong, Huai, Cantonese, and even other cuisines flashed through my mind one by one.

But in the end.

Ye Ming quickly determined that there were eight dishes and one soup in total.

In addition to the six classic Sichuan dishes, there are also two Shandong dishes, namely fried double crispy and hibiscus chicken slices, plus a serving of mullet egg soup.

Think of this.

Ye Ming started to pick up the ingredients and got busy.

After all, he has mastered serious cooking skills, not some luminous cooking. He can't lift the lid of the pot and say whatever he wants.

The basic preparations for this still need to be done in advance.

Some ingredients that need to be marinated slightly in advance to add flavor or blanched will take a lot of time.

And just when Ye Ming was busy.

A middle-aged woman in her fifties, plainly dressed, suddenly came to the kitchen.

"Are you the chef who is here to cook today?"

"Um,"

"you are?"

See the middle-aged woman in front of you.

Ye Ming never neglected the other party because of his unattractive appearance.

The seven-rank official in front of the prime minister's gate.

If someone looks down on people in a place like this and accidentally offends someone, they will be kicked out.

That’s embarrassing!
"Little master, there's still a lot of time before noon,"

"If you start cooking so early, won't it be cold by the time they want to eat?"

The middle-aged woman did not explain her identity, but asked a little politely.

There was inevitably a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)