The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s

When Tong Xuelu came to the state-run hotel, there was a girl about eighteen or nineteen years old standing in front of the hotel.

He has a long face, big eyes, and two big braids. The figure is not tall, but compared to Tan Xiaoyan's five-fifth figure, it looks much better.

Tong Xuelu walked over and smiled: "You are Comrade Meng Qingqing, right?"

The niece of Master Meng, the person who temporarily replaced her during this period.

Meng Qingqing noticed Tong Xuelu early in the morning.

On the busy street, Tong Xuelu appeared as if a white steamed bun suddenly emerged from a cage of wotou. It was white and tender, and it was so attractive.

It's just that she didn't expect that the other party was Tong Xuelu.

Her face flushed slightly, and she said a little excitedly: "Are you Comrade Tong?"

Tong Xuelu glanced at her red cheeks, feeling a little strange in her heart, but nodded and said: "Yes, I am Tong Xuelu. You can call me Xuelu."

Meng Qingqing's mouth exclaimed, and her big eyes flickered and looked at her: "Comrade Tong, you look so beautiful! I have never seen someone as good-looking as you when I grow up!"

? ?

Dare to feel that she is so excited because of her beauty?

Before Tong Xuelu had time to speak, there was a cold sneer behind him: "Smuggler!"

Tong Xuelu rolled his eyes at the sky, knowing whose voice the voice is without having to look back.

Meng Qingqing's face turned red, and she shouted in embarrassment, "Sister Xiaoyan."

Tan Xiaoyan snorted again from her nostrils: "People are coming to work today. It's useless for you to flatter, it's better to save some saliva!"

Meng Qingqing was obviously a thin-skinned girl, her neck was flushed now, her back crouched, as if she couldn't wait to shrink herself into a ball.

Tong Xuelu turned around to face Tan Xiaoyan.

Suddenly he covered his nose and took a step back with disgust: "Did you not brush your teeth?"

Tan Xiaoyan was taken aback, her face flushed with Chinese characters: "You didn't brush your teeth, I brush my teeth every day!"

Tong Xuelu took a step back: "Impossible, if you brush your teeth, why are you talking so stinky?"

"..."

Tan Xiaoyan suddenly turned red and white with anger, her swollen eyes stared at Tong Xuelu.

Behind Meng Qingqing, seeing Tong Xuelu's mouth, he was furious with Tan Xiaoyan, her eyes shining brightly.

No wonder the uncle and Guo Weiping claimed that Tong Xuelu was a great person, she was really great.

She looks so beautiful and can say so.

Oh, I really like her.

Tong Xuelu didn't know that she had captured the heart of a fan girl in just a few words.

Soon, the manager Liu Dongchang came to open the door.

Then Master Meng and Guo Weiping also followed, and there was a woman in her forties and fifty years who came with them.

At this meeting, Tong Xuelu discovered that Master Meng’s hand was injured, and his right hand was put in a plaster, wrapped in a bandage and hung around his neck.

It turned out that Master Meng was hit by a bicycle on his way home from get off work the day before yesterday, and his right hand was broken. The doctor said it would take at least three months to recover his health, and he would not be able to return to normal use until half a year later.

But Master Meng is a chef, and he is not left-handed. If he can't use his right hand, it means he can't continue his job as a chef.

If it's a waiter or something, it can be replaced by someone, but being a chef has to be verified.

Yesterday Master Meng asked his sister-in-law to come to the state-owned hotel to replace him.

Master Meng's own daughter-in-law passed away a few years ago, and his only son did not marry a daughter-in-law. His son has a job, so he certainly can't come to help him, not to mention he can't cook.

In no way, Master Meng could only let his sister-in-law come over to replace him.

Master Meng’s sister-in-law is Meng Qingqing’s mother.

She knows how to cook, just like many rural women cook at the moment, she is reluctant to put the oil, and there is no secret at all, just cook it in one pot.

This will definitely not work.

Sure enough, Liu Dongchang immediately raised this question as soon as the meeting was held.

"Master Meng, you saw how your sister-in-law's cooking skills are yesterday. It's not that I want to target you. It's just such cooking skills. It's impossible for me to let her come to the restaurant to take care of it!"

Master Meng's face is ugly, his eyes bulging like frogs and there is no sound.

Meng Qingqing glanced at her mother, who was as timid as Meng Qingqing, and when she heard Liu Dongchang talking about herself, she did not yell at her.

Liu Dongchang was very satisfied with their response, and paused for a while and continued: "If Master Meng can't find someone to replace him, then I can only arrange it."

Master Meng's face looked a little ugly again.

It's easy to find someone who can cook, but it's not easy to cook deliciously. What's more, there is also Liu Dongchang picking bones in the egg.

Liu Dongchang’s mouth twitched slightly, and the pride on his face almost couldn’t hide: "Master Meng doesn’t speak, then I take you as consent? Although my eldest sister did not go to the chef’s certificate, she cooks deliciously. Let her take the position of chef for a while, what do you think of Master Meng?"

Master Meng finally spoke, and snorted coldly from his nostrils: "Do you think I look like an idiot?"

Liu Dongchang was choked and his face sank: "Then what Master Meng would like to do? You must give me an explanation!"

Although he doesn't want to get into trouble with Master Meng, he is the head of the restaurant anyway. If the other party doesn't know what is good or bad, don't blame him for not giving face!

Master Meng's chest was ups and downs with anger.

Liu Dongchang has always wanted to shove his eldest sister into the state-run hotel. He hurt his hand this time. Once the other party's people occupy the area of ​​the kitchen, it would be equal to him losing.

Moreover, Liu Dongchang was very thief. Once he handed over his power, he was worried that he would not be able to get his position back in half a year.

The atmosphere in the lobby suddenly became tense.

Neither Meng Qingqing nor her mother dared to show off, Tan Xiaoyan looked triumphant.

Liu Dongchang doesn't want to freeze the relationship for the time being: "I will give Master Meng the last day. If you can't find a suitable person tomorrow, then I will arrange it."

After that, Liu Dongchang called Guo Weiping and asked him to purchase ingredients with him.

Guo Weiping glanced at Master Meng. Although the latter was very angry, he nodded, and then Guo Weiping followed faintly.

Oh, I didn't expect that she hadn't come here for just over a week, and the situation in the hotel had changed so much.

Before she asked for leave, Master Meng had a slight advantage.

Meng Qingqing's mother squeezed her hand and rebuked herself: "Big brother, I blame me for being useless. The dishes I cook are so terrible, I can't help you!"

Master Meng waved his hand: "It's not to blame you, Comrade Tong is back to work today, then you take Qingqing home."

Meng Qingqing cared: "What about your uncle?"

The food in her house is made by her mother. Although she can cook it, the taste is not as good as her mother's.

Master Meng pursed his lips and said nothing.

He had no choice but to make arrangements in the end by Liu Dongchang.

It's just that I'm too suffocated in this way, the breath is stuck in my chest, and I can't swallow it!

Tan Xiaoyan stood by and watched the play. Although she did not dare to ridicule, her face was full of schadenfreude.

Seeing that Meng Qingqing was about to leave, Tong Xuelu said: "Master Meng, I am doing a good job of cooking. If you don't mind, why not let me replace you?"

When she was in trouble, Master Meng did not stand by and instead called his niece from the country to take her job.

If it hadn't been for him to help, she really couldn't find someone to replace her a while ago.

When the people in the lobby heard the words, Qi Qi was stunned.

Tan Xiaoyan came back to her senses first and sneered: "Some people are really ignorant of the heights of the earth. You think cooking is as simple as sweeping the floor. The aunt has cooked the dishes for most of her life, and it doesn't taste good. You rely on you?

Master Meng obviously doesn’t think Tong Xuelu can cook: “Big girl, you have the intention, but it’s not easy to make delicious dishes.”

Tong Xuelu was too lazy to pay attention to Tan Xiaoyan: "Why not, I will cook a dish for Master Meng to taste now. If you think it is possible, then I will replace it. If not, then assume that I haven't said it."

Master Meng thought for a while and agreed.

At first he felt that Tong Xuelu was kind to help him, and it was too embarrassing to refuse.

Secondly, it's just to make a dish, even if it doesn't work, there is no loss.

Everyone came to the kitchen, but Liu Dongchang had not come back from purchasing the ingredients. Only the ingredients such as onion and garlic sedan chair and a small handful of **** were left in the kitchen.

There are too few ingredients, it is not easy to make delicious things.

When Master Meng saw this, he said, "Why don't you wait?"

Tong Xuelu shook his head: "No, I'll make oily noodles for everyone to try."

Oily noodles?

None of the people present had heard the name of this pasta.

Tan Xiaoyan was listening sneakily at the door, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but laughed strangely.

"Is it edible with oily noodles? Wouldn't some people think that cooking with a little more oil will make it delicious? It's a real laugh!"

Tong Xuelu turned her head and gave her a cool look: "Close your mean mouth, and don't eat a bite of the noodles I make when you have the ability!"

Tan Xiaoyan stared at her: "You treat me as a rare thing you make, even if you ask me to eat it, I don't like it!"

Master Meng turned his head and shouted, "Get out of the kitchen!"

Tan Xiaoyan was so angry that she almost vomited blood, stamped her foot and went outside to clean up.

Meng Qingqing and her mother couldn't help in the kitchen, so they took the initiative to clean up outside, so that Tong Xuelu had time to cook.

There are no other ingredients in the kitchen, but there is no shortage of flour, and it is still a rich flour.

Tong Xuelu kneaded the noodles with warm water with salted water. After making the noodles, greased the surface of the dough with oil, and then covered the basin to wake up for half an hour.

While she was soaking up the noodles, she chopped the green onion, ginger, and garlic into fines, and then mixed the sauce for later use.

After the noodles are awake, cut them into tablets, grease both sides of the tablets again, wait for the water to boil, and start pulling the noodles.

Tipping noodles is a technical job. Too thin or too thick will affect the taste, but Tong Xuelu is quick to do it, and it is just right for it to be neither thin nor thick.

Master Meng was stunned when he saw her face-off gesture.

This skill of kneading noodles is an expert at first glance.

He didn't expect Tong Xuelu to really cook.

He just wanted to let her try, but he was not optimistic at all in his heart.

When the noodles are almost cooked, drop the rapeseed and cook them together. After they are cooked, transfer them to a bowl, sprinkle with chopped green onion, ginger, garlic and chili powder, and then pour the hot oil on top.

Accompanied by the sound of "Zila", an overbearing fragrance instantly permeated the kitchen.

"It smells so good, what's this smell?"

Meng Qingqing outside smelled the scent, his nose sniffed like a small animal

Meng Qingqing's mother: "It came from the kitchen. It should be the **** who made the noodles!"

The scent is constantly coming out, even the air is fragrant, and people's appetite is aroused.

Meng Qingqing swallowed and said, "Mom, let's go in and take a look."

The two mothers and daughters went to the kitchen, leaving Tan Xiaoyan alone in the lobby to swallow.

As soon as the two entered the kitchen, they saw Master Meng with his left hand holding the noodles with difficulty, but even with the hard work, he could not see a trace of impatience on his face.

Master Meng knew they had come in, but he didn't have time to look after them at the moment.

The noodles are vigorous, a mouthful, and mouth full of spicy. It is obviously a very simple noodle, but it makes people want to stop.

It's not what he boasted of. With such oily noodles, he can have three bowls at once!

Tong Xuelu watched them come in, and asked, "You guys also have a bowl to try?"

Meng Qingqing nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"

Meng Qingqing's mother wanted to say that she didn't use it, but the scent was too attractive, so she swallowed that sentence back in her stomach without being surprised.

Tong Xuelu made a bowl for each of them, and the two of them quickly followed Master Meng with a gesture and an expression-gobbled it up.

Tan Xiaoyan was hungry by the smell outside. She stared straight at the kitchen and swallowed hard.

But she snorted coldly from her nose and told herself that even if it smelled, it might not taste delicious.

Master Meng used his left hand to kill a bowl. Just when he wanted to eat the second bowl, Liu Dongchang came back.

Seeing Liu Dongchang walk in, he looked at each other and laughed.

Liu Dongchang:? ?

Is this irritated and crazy?

Master Meng pointed to Tong Xuelu and said, "I have found the person to take my place."

"Comrade Tong?"

Liu Dongchang stared at him as he pointed at Tong Xuelu, and then showed an expression of "You are playing with me".

Master Meng: "Yes, it's Comrade Tong. She just made this oily noodle. You will know if she can do it if you try it!"

Without saying anything, Tong Xuelu quickly bought a portion of oil-spattered noodles for Liu Dongchang to eat.

Liu Dongchang actually smelled the scent as soon as he walked in, but he didn't expect that the scent was made by Tong Xuelu.

Seeing the red noodles, he picked it up and took a sip, and he suddenly snorted in his heart.

He lost.

Not to mention that his eldest sister can't match the taste, even Master Meng can't match it.

He looked at Tong Xuelu, feeling agitated in his heart.

This woman is simply his nemesis!

I took the position of the waiter last time, and this time I took the position of the chef. Will she still want to take the position of his manager in the future?

Master Meng raised his eyebrows with joy: "How about Manager Liu and how does it taste?"

Liu Dongchang couldn't say without conscience that it was not delicious, and said with a calm face: "It's not bad, but she is going to replace it for half a year, and the chef's certificate still needs to be there."

Tong Xuelu said, "No problem, I will find time to register for the exam in the past few days."

At this point, Liu Dongchang couldn't say anything, and said with a black face: "Okay, you will temporarily replace the position of Master Meng, but where is your position?"

Liu Dongchang still didn't give up plugging his eldest sister in, and was about to say to let his elder sister come over.

But Tong Xuelu didn't give him a chance to speak, and said crisply: "My position will continue to be replaced by Comrade Meng Qingqing."

"..."

Liu Dongchang's face was completely black, even more stinky than the water in the stinking ditch.

Meng Qingqing knew that she could continue to stay, and her face suddenly lit up.

At this moment, Tan Xiaoyan walked in and said, "Oh, this smell smells old. It's more fragrant than the dishes made by Master Meng. If you want me to say, don't replace it, it's better to give Comrade Tong the position of the chef. Right! Master Meng is not too young anymore, and he will retire in a few years. Isn't it better for Comrade Tong now?"

Stir the **** stick!

Tan Xiaoyan is a living shit-chucking stick!

What she said clearly meant to provoke her relationship with Master Meng.

Tong Xuelu opened her mouth and was about to go back. Before she could even speak, she heard Master Meng spray back and say: "I don't need you to take care of things about Lao Tzu. Every day, I have so many eyes like a hornet's nest. Just like you Dare to want you!"

"..."

Tan Xiaoyan seemed to be poked into a lung tube, her face flushed.

Everyone's eyes fell on her. She looked at Liu Dongchang, hoping that he could speak for herself.

But the latter looked at her and turned his head away, as if he was afraid that she would depend on herself.

Tan Xiaoyan felt aggrieved and ran away crying "Wow".

A group of **** will bully her!