Didn’t they all say that the cook will never starve to death in a famine year?

Being a chef is a good job these days. There is no shortage of food and drink. The key is to meet many people and make many connections throughout the year.

Take Zhang Zhanshan, for example. With his character, he still has many favors in the workplace.

There is also Zhao Youcai, even though he has a weird temper, his mass base is not bad, especially after he and Zhou Chunming went to the in-laws.

The key point is that learning to cook is still a craft. If you don’t work in the forest farm in the future, you will starve to death wherever you go.

Zhang Guoqing was confused. He couldn't understand why the apprentice workers in his canteen were inferior to the gatekeepers.

Zhou Chunming and Yu Quanjin looked at each other again. They felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

There once was a young man who even looked down upon as an inspector and only wanted a job as a gatekeeper.

By the way, Li Ruhai!

At this time, Zhou Chunming suddenly realized that Li Ruhai had already said the same thing Zhang Lai had just said about his father dying, his brother being disabled, and his mother farming.

But what people didn't expect was that the words Li Ruhai used to deceive people actually came true on Zhang Laifa.

"Li Ruhai..." Zhou Chunming suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Li Ruhai, and felt a little emotional for a moment, that child is really different.

"Laifa!" Zhang Guoqing called Zhang Laifa in a low voice. He couldn't understand how things could develop like this and whether there was something wrong with the child's brain.

But Zhang Laifa was blinded by hatred. He hated Zhao Jun's family and Li Baoyu's family, but he was too young, so what could he do?

But just now, he learned from Li Ruhai that the doorman position was Li Ruhai's dream position, so he started to want to stop him.

If you can’t deal with the older ones in your family, then deal with the younger ones in your family.

When he heard Zhang Guoqing calling him, Zhang Laifa said stubbornly: "Director Zhang, I have decided, I want to be a doorman!"

Zhang Guoqing: "..."

Although he was angry, seeing that Zhang Laifa had made up his mind, Zhang Guoqing said no more. Anyway, he helped what he could and said what needed to be said. The child chose this path by himself, what else could Zhang Guoqing say?<

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Zhou Chunming glanced at Zhang Guoqing and saw that he was speechless. Zhou Chunming looked at Zhang Laifa again and said, "You have thought about it!"

"Secretary Zhou, I've thought about it!" Zhang Laifa replied firmly.

"Okay!" Zhou Chunming nodded when he heard the words, and said to Quan Jin: "You are less than, you take this child to the mail room and let Lao Yang take care of him more."

You don't just look at the door casually. There are rules for who can and cannot let in.

Yu Quanjin agreed, then waved his hand to Zhang Laifa and led him out the door.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Zhang Guoqing said goodbye to Zhou Chunming and left.

Half an hour later, Yu Quanjin came back. Zhou Chunming, who had written the wrong manuscript, tore off a piece of manuscript paper, balled it up and threw it into the wastebasket. Then he raised his head and casually asked Yu Quanjin, "Here?"

Is the child arranged?"

Even when Zhou Chunming asked, he didn't expect that Yu Quanjin shook his head and said: "Not so good."

"Huh?" Zhou Chunming was stunned for a moment. He couldn't figure out how his secretary could arrange the doorman. How could he not understand the arrangements?

Yu Quanjin looked at Zhou Chunming and said, "Old Yangtou said he wouldn't take that child with him."

"Ah?" Zhou Chunming didn't expect that the problem would lie here, and immediately asked: "Why is this?"

Yu Quanjin frowned and replied: "Old Yangtou said that his braid was reserved for Li Ruhai."

Zhou Chunming: "..."

Zhou Chunming was speechless, and Yu Quanjin also looked embarrassed. People of his previous generation yearned to join the army and become workers, while people of his generation only wanted to shine in leadership positions.

Unexpectedly, the next generation of people actually want to look at the gate.

It destroys values!

……

This morning, Zhao Jun slept at home and was woken up by Wang Meilan at noon.

"Huh?" Zhao Jun opened his eyes and asked, "Mom, have you eaten?"

"Come on, dinner will be ready soon." Wang Meilan said, "You should get up first, your uncle is here."

"Ouch!" Zhao Jun heard this and hurriedly got out of bed, got off the bed and put on his shoes.

He knew that his old uncle must have something to do when he came. No matter what happened, a nephew would have to take care of it.

Zhao Junzhuo pulled on his shoes and came out of the west room. When he arrived in the east room, he saw Wang Qiang playing with the leopard's head.

"Uncle."

"Wake up." Wang Qiang looked up at Zhao Jun and said with a smile: "My nephew is so good that he even knocked down a Siberian leopard."

At this time, Wang Meilan came in with a teapot, placed it on the Kang table in front of Wang Qiang, and then said: "Your nephew is here. If you have anything to do, just tell me."

At this point, Wang Meilan turned to Zhao Jun again and said: "Your uncle said he wanted to see you for something, but he didn't tell me what he wanted to do when I asked him."

When Zhao Jun heard this, he chuckled and asked Wang Qiang, "What's wrong? Uncle, if you need something, tell me, and my nephew will take care of it for you."

"It's nothing." Wang Qiang said with a smile: "Even if I went up to the mountain in the morning and hunted three wild boars in the mountain, I couldn't fix it myself."

"Ah." Zhao Jun understood as soon as he heard it, and said immediately: "Uncle, let my mother cook some food at noon, and we will eat at home. After eating, Jie Chen and I will accompany you. We will eat as many pigs as there are.

Come back."

"Yeah." This is what Wang Qiang came for. After hearing what Zhao Jun said, he smiled and said: "He must be my nephew. He drives up the mountain for hunting."

What Wang Qiang said is true. For so many years, hunting people have only walked up the mountain. It is normal to go back and forth four or fifty miles a day. People like Zhao Jun who drive hunting are probably the first of their kind in the entire Changbai Mountains.<

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Wang Meilan went to the outhouse to cook, while Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang were chatting in the back room. Zhao Jun said: "I brought back a pig this morning, five hundred pounds of cannon eggs. My mother has finished grilling it, and I don't want the meat either."

Otherwise, let my mother send it to you."

The two families lived in the same village, and Zhao Jun hunted prey, and after sharing it with others, Wang Meilan would go and deliver some meat to Wang Qiang and Lin Xiangshun's family.

The black men who were beaten in the past two days were all taken by Wang Qiang, so Wang Qiang wouldn't think much about what Zhao Jun said.

Moreover, Wang Qiang also said: "Cannon egg meat is not delicious, we will not eat that. Today I will hunt an old sow and two yellow-haired pigs. You can take whatever meat you want."

"Okay." Zhao Jun was not polite, but he remembered something and asked again: "Uncle, did you disembowel that pig?"

"Ah." Wang Qiang responded: "They must all be disemboweled."

Zhao Jun asked again: "Has the belly of the wild boar been left?"

"I'm keeping it." Wang Qiang said, "I hung the wild boar's intestines on a tree, and I'm keeping the wild boar's belly. You three, do you want it?"

"Yes!" Zhao Jun said: "My mother has a bad stomach. She went to Lingnan Hospital two days ago. The doctor gave her a prescription. She said that it is effective to wrap the wild boar's belly with millet and steam it in a pot."

Wang Qiang heard this and quickly asked: "What's wrong with my stomach? Does it hurt?"

"It's okay!" At this time, Wang Meilan continued outside: "It's just a bit unsatisfying, not that bloody."

Wang Qiang frowned and ignored Wang Meilan, but asked Zhao Jun: "How long can three wild boar stomachs last?"

"You can eat for a week if you don't talk." Zhao Jun understood what Wang Qiang was thinking and said hurriedly: "Uncle, you don't have to go out to hunt wild boars. I will pick up the dog in two days."

"It's okay." Wang Qiang waved his hand and said, "I was out for a walk, and I shot the wild boar when I saw it. I can't let it go now. When it gets cold in the winter, I'll give your mother some more pig belly to save."

Wang Meilan, who was cooking in the outer room, heard the conversation between her brother and her son, and felt warm in her heart, feeling that life was very beautiful.

After lunch, Jie Chen drove Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang went up the mountain and brought back three wild boars.

When the car entered the village, it first went to Wang Qiang's house. Zhao Jun and Xie Chen wanted to unload the car for Wang Qiang, but Wang Qiang only allowed two small yellow pigs to be unloaded, insisting that Zhao Jun take the whole old sow back.

Zhao Jun talked hard and finally walked away with a small yellow hairy child and three wild boar bellies.

Wang Meilan and Jin Xiaomei grilled wild boar in the morning and had to grill wild boar in the afternoon.

Jie Chen helped them both, while Zhao Jun chopped off the front leg of a wild boar, took a jar of Heixiazi oil and a piece of black bear meat, and went to see Mrs. Jiang.

After I came back that day, I was busy looking for black tigers, and I still didn’t give the old lady the money from selling the bear bile.

When Zhao Jun arrived at the old lady's house, the old lady was embroidering on the kang, and the embroidery brought spring back to the earth and the return of swallows.

Hearing Zhao Jun's voice, the old lady poked the needle into the embroidery, put the embroidery on her lap, looked at the things in Zhao Jun's hand, and asked with a smile: "Is this all meat for me?"<

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"There is meat." Zhao Jun put the things in the outer room, went into the inner room and said to the old lady: "There is also oil, open it and eat it."

The old lady smiled and nodded, asked Zhao Jun to sit down, and handed the embroidery in her hand to Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun took it and took a look and praised: "Old lady, you are very skillful with your hands."

Being praised by the younger generation, the old lady smiled proudly, took back the embroidery work, and said: "I will embroider two pillow covers for you with this pattern, and you can put it on your pillow after you get married."

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Old lady, I think when people get married, they are all like mandarin ducks, dragons and phoenixes."

"What is that?" The old lady curled her lips and just said something. When she saw Zhao Jun take out a wad of money from his pocket, the old lady's face changed and she stopped talking. She just said: "Hurry up and give me the money."

I'll put it away!"

Seeing the displeasure on the old lady's face, Zhao Jun moved his hands and said: "This is selling bear bile..."
To be continued...