1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

The aroma of meat wafted through the cafeteria. The chef was waving the big spatula vigorously, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

He wiped it casually with a towel and didn't care.

No matter how good his cooking skills are, it is true that a good cook cannot cook without rice!

But today was different, he could finally display his cooking skills perfectly.

The two apprentices beside him watched with wide eyes as the chef kept adding seasonings to the pot.

Slowly, the aroma of meat in the air became stronger and stronger. The two men looked at the meat in the pot with sharp eyes. It was not because they were greedy for the meat, but because they wanted to give it a try.

However, the chef had clearly refused before. He wanted to cook the meal himself today, and the two apprentices could only watch with envy.

If other culinary students were their age, they would have already become masters, but they are still apprentices.

It’s not that they don’t work hard enough, but it’s the nature of their work.

Those who work in the research institute are not allowed to take private jobs outside, and chefs are not allowed to take private jobs outside, so they have no way to learn more.

You have to know that if you want to be a good chef, you need to practice hard, which means you need more and better ingredients.

The most abundant ingredients in the institute’s cafeteria are potatoes and cabbage.

As for the others, it’s okay in summer because there are more types of vegetables. But in winter, apart from potatoes, there are only cabbages, which are enough to make people’s eyes turn green.

No matter how delicious they cook the cabbage and potatoes, they are not meat!

They often stared at the two pigs raised in the logistics department, so that every time the two pigs heard their footsteps, they were as scared as if they saw a ghost.

……

On the other side, the discussion in the conference room was in full swing. Suddenly, someone outside shouted that there would be braised pork in the cafeteria tonight, and there was a moment of silence in the air.

"We'll discuss this issue later."

"My knowledge in this area is a little weak, so I can't answer you now. I'll go look up some information first."

Everyone found excuses to leave the conference room. As for why they did so, it was simply because they were all cultured people.

No matter how lame the excuse is, you need one. You can't give up your last bit of dignity just to have a meal of braised pork.

After a while, there was no one in the conference room, and everyone had a reason to leave.

But the next moment everyone appeared in the cafeteria, and everyone seemed to have forgotten each other's reasons and were no longer embarrassed.

A large pot of braised pork was carried to the food window by the kitchen helper, instantly attracting everyone's attention. It was bright red in color and exuded an enticing aroma.

Anyone who smelled the fragrance would subconsciously swallow their saliva.

There are four windows for serving food in the cafeteria, and only two of them have braised pork.

It was obvious that the braised pork was for the researchers. Security personnel and other staff were queuing at the other two windows to get their meals.

Director Liu had no choice but to do this. With only half a pig and thousands of people, it was impossible to let everyone eat the braised pork.

If you want to stir-fry shredded pork with green peppers, at least everyone can taste the meat.

The first person in the line was Du Yimeng, and standing behind her was Wan Ping.

Today the chef served the food himself. When he served Du Yimeng, he took a spoonful and a full spoonful of meat was put into the lunch box.

"Thank you, Chef!" Du Yimeng took the lunch box and thanked him as usual.

The chef nodded in satisfaction, he was a polite and good comrade.

The word "thank you" made all the fatigue in his body seem to disappear a little. Even though this was his job, who doesn't like to hear nice things?

What impressed him most about this person was that she was always the first in line every time she came to the cafeteria to eat.

What does it mean that you can’t wait to run to the cafeteria when it’s time for dinner?

It means he is a good cook...

This is the greatest recognition for the cook, and Director Liu said that she is the darling of their research institute. Anyone can starve, but she cannot be starved to death.

When his eyes fell on Wan Ping, they were obviously not friendly.

He remembered this guy, who once publicly said that his cooking was terrible. The dish that day was clearly made by the kitchen helper, and even his apprentice didn't make a move.

And this guy insisted on putting the blame on him, which made him angry!

He was not someone who could tolerate injustice, so he took the blame off of himself on the spot.

Then he stared at Wan Ping with his two big eyes until his eyes were sore, and until Wan Ping wolfed down his meal, he let him leave.

When it was Wan Ping's turn, the difference in treatment was obvious. He was only given half a spoonful. Wan Ping looked at the chef, shrank his head but dared not say anything.

The chef really disliked Wan Ping and did not treat him differently from other scientific researchers.

From the beginning, it was agreed that each person would get half a spoonful, except for Du Yimeng, who only got one spoonful. Unfortunately, Wan Ping happened to be standing behind her.

Du Yimeng took his lunch box and sat down at a random table.

She had just picked up the chopsticks and was about to start eating when she saw Wan Ping sitting opposite her with a resentful look on his face.

She simply ignored the person opposite her and picked up a piece of braised pork and started eating.

"It's fat but not greasy, lean but not dry. The chef's cooking skills are amazing." Du Yimeng couldn't help but sigh after eating a piece of meat.

She poured the soup over the rice, and the soup mixed with the rice was very delicious.

This reminded her of Yu Ya's father-in-law, Mr. Zheng, who liked to cook for his son secretly.

He is indeed a great chef. Even if he cooks the dishes unpalatable on purpose, his cooking skills cannot be hidden.

The chef who was standing at the window getting his meals looked up and saw this scene. He was even more satisfied. This guy knows how to eat.

Chefs love people who know how to eat, just like wine lovers finding a confidant.

Suddenly, someone sat down next to Wan Ping. It was Xiao Xie from the library.

"Comrade Wan, Comrade Du!" Xiao Xie greeted the two of them warmly with a silly smile on his face.

"Xiao Xie!" Wan Ping greeted Xiao Xie somewhat awkwardly. Seeing Xiao Xie reminded him of what happened last night.

Du Yimeng just nodded to Xiao Xie as a greeting, and then buried his head in eating seriously.

"Comrade Wan, you scientific researchers are treated so well. You are the only ones who can eat meat." Xiao Xie said with envy as he looked at the bright red braised pork in Wan Ping's lunch box.

Du Yimeng lowered his head to eat, paused for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Everyone in the entire institute knew that this meat was specially prepared by Director Song and Director Liu to nourish all the scientific researchers.

But Xiao Xie said such words, and his purpose was obvious.

Ugh……

It seems that half a spoonful of braised pork will be wasted...

"Xiao Xie, I have so much braised pork here, why don't you have a piece!" Wan Ping couldn't ignore Xiao Xie's envious eyes at all, so he took the initiative to invite Xiao Xie to eat together.

He thought to himself that he would only give Xiao Xie one piece.

"This is specially prepared for you scientific researchers in the cafeteria. How can I eat it?" Xiao Xie pretended to refuse, but his eyes looking at the braised pork became even more eager.

"It's okay, this is my share." Wan Ping saw the desire in Xiao Xie's eyes and felt sympathy.

Xiao Xie said that his family was in financial difficulty and he had several younger brothers and sisters who needed him to support.

Maybe Xiao Xie hadn't eaten meat for a long time, so he stared at his meat like a hungry wolf.