Siheyuan: Since 1962

Chapter 220 Winning
He Yuzhu put down his chopsticks, took a deep breath, and said loudly to everyone: "I lost. I suggest that we use the dishes made by Master Nan this time."

"Master He, I'm being modest. It's just that the dishes I made this time are more to everyone's taste. I took a shortcut. Let's improve together in the future."

Nan Yi smiled and did not take advantage of the victory. He even found a way out for He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu waved his hands and pretended to be carefree and said: "I lost, I lost. I am not as skilled as you. I accept it. You don't have to save face for me."

"Okay, there's no winning or losing. Since everyone has already chosen, we'll serve the first six dishes to entertain our comrades from the brother factories. Shazhu, you and Chef Nanyi will hand over the dishes to the chefs from other canteens in the next two days. Think carefully about the names and meanings, and hand them over to me before the big competition. Nanyi, you too, this time it's not just about entertaining, but more importantly, it's about showing the spirit and ideological awareness of our factory, got it?"

Zhou Weimin interrupted their conversation and announced the final result.

"You want to use my two dishes too?"

He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and blurted out in surprise.

"If we don't use your dishes, what are you guys competing for? Are you going to give everyone a special meal?"

Zhou Weimin waved his hands unhappily and continued, "Alright, go back to your third canteen and ask them to think of names for your two dishes."

"Well, you are the leader, whatever you say is what counts, I'll see you later."

He Yuzhu spread his hands, made a nonchalant remark, and walked away without looking back.

However, everyone in the fourth cafeteria understood that Sha Zhu was completely convinced by Zhou Weimin. He would never have spoken to Zhou Weimin like this in the past.

No matter how people become canteen directors, they just do things differently from them.

If it were them, they would ridicule Sha Zhu however they wanted at this time and would definitely not use Sha Zhu's two dishes.

"Okay, stop watching, tidy up the desk and get busy with your work. Nan Yi, tell me about the work you have on hand and come to my office when you are done."

Zhou Weimin sent everyone away, said something to Nan Yi, and then turned back to the office.

"Master Nan, the director must have good news for you. Congratulations."

"Yes, Master Nan, you are right. This time, that idiot Zhu is finally convinced. He was so arrogant before that he didn't even look at us."

"Hahaha, I feel comfortable, I have to have a couple of drinks to celebrate when I get home."

As soon as Zhou Weimin left, everyone started chatting with each other, and the atmosphere was extremely cheerful.

evening.

Zhou Weimin brought Nan Yi to Duan Weihong's house, and heard laughter in the yard before they even entered the door.

"Uncle Duan, I'm going to Bald Eagle in a couple of days and will bring you a bottle of their wine when I come back."

"Sixue, you'd better save your money. That kind of sweet stuff is not as good as our wine. If you are willing, think of a way to get Duan Bo two bottles of ten-year-old Fenjiu. It will definitely be better than your old wine."

"Just drink something new, try everything."

"Sixue, can you please bring back some bread and candy from there? The response to the last few types of bread our factory has released has not been very good. They simply cannot meet the standards for entry into the Friendship Store. I'm so worried that my hair has turned white."

Zhou Weimin parked his bicycle outside the yard. After hearing what people were talking about in the yard, he became more curious about the identities of these people in the yard.

"Okay, Sixue has a mission to go to Bald Eagle, so don't cause him any trouble." Duan Weihong stopped everyone's request for Tao Sixue to bring back something. Seeing Zhou Weimin coming, he smiled and introduced him to everyone: "This is Zhou Weimin, the canteen director of the steel mill. He calls me Uncle Duan just like you guys. I mentioned to you before the idea of ​​distributing cakes to the workers. It was he who proposed it."

"This is Brother Wei Min. I am Tong Shicheng, the technical director of the food factory. The mooncakes you developed have been a great help to me."

Tong Shicheng walked over to Zhou Weimin, shook his hand warmly, and then continued, "Brother Weimin, would you consider transferring to our food factory? Our factory is in need of talents like you who can innovate."

"Hahahaha, then you've got the wrong person. The mooncakes were made by Master Nan Yi next to me."

Zhou Weimin looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was wearing glasses and had his hair combed meticulously, and was probably in his forties. He smiled and pulled Nan Yi over.

It was different from what he had thought before. The ages of the people in the hospital were basically over 30, not young people in their twenties as he had thought before.

Sun Yiwei put down the shower head in his hand, raised his eyebrows at everyone, and said politely to Nan Yi: "Look, what did I say? Could Uncle Duan have made a mistake? Master Nan Yi, I'll trouble you with dinner today."

"No trouble, no trouble, I'll go cook first."

Nan Yi looked at the temperament of these people in the yard and couldn't help feeling a little scared. He turned around and followed Secretary Han to the kitchen.

When the other people in the yard saw this scene, they looked at each other and started laughing.

This chef is quite an amazing guy. No wonder he was able to come up with the idea of ​​making five-nut mooncakes that can be stored for a long time.

Sun Yiwei stretched out his hand and asked with a smile: "Wei Min, we have met before. You haven't forgotten me, right?"

Zhou Weimin shook hands with him and said jokingly, "Deputy Director Zhang of the Textile Factory, how could I forget that you made me drink quite a bit of wine last time."

"Hahahaha, you were the only one who looked pleasing to the eye at the table that time. Drinking with Li Huaide was boring, so you were just thinking about the cloth in my hand."

Sun Yiwei explained without hesitation, and then introduced everyone present to Zhou Weimin: "This is Tao Sixue, our busy man, running between Bald Eagle and China, the most cultured person here."

Tao Sixue straightened his clothes, smiled gently, and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Zhou Weimin.

"This is Jiang Ping, the director of the meat processing factory. Don't be fooled by his reputation. You can't get a pound of meat from him. Even a pig's trotter is enough."

"You are so good, Yiwei. You are slandering me again, right? That is the factory's meat, not mine. I have to buy pig's trotters even if I want to eat them! Weimin, you are the canteen director. You know how difficult it is for our factory. All the factories are counting on us for meat. There are only so many pigs. How can there be enough for everyone to share? You have to order them in time."

Jiang Ping cursed with a smile, and perhaps because he was used to it, he started to complain.

"I understand. Not to mention the small factories outside the city, they have to rely on the food in the buyers' canteen to make more money. Even Director Yang of our steel rolling mill has to ask for help everywhere for the extra 600 mouths for this skills competition. It's not easy for everyone. It's not easy for everyone when supplies are in short supply. If they are not allocated, there will be gaps everywhere."

Zhou Weimin smiled and nodded, and started to speak well of Jiang Ping.

He had heard some things about the meat processing plant and admired Jiang Ping, the director of the plant.

Everyone thought that the leaders of the meat processing plant would not be short of money, but the opposite was true.

The leaders of the meat processing plant were the cleanest among all the factory leaders. During the most difficult three years, there were even many cases where the leaders of the meat processing plant fainted due to lack of nutrition.

As with everything, leaders should set an example. As the factory director Jiang Ping, he has done a better job than most factory leaders in running such a clean meat processing plant.

(End of this chapter)