Two days later, the tube downstairs of Director Wang’s house,
The temporary stove has already been built with the help of Sun Ganchao and Xiao Guoqing.
Holding the menu, Zhou Bingkun stood beside Director Wang and said, "Uncle, look like this, can you change this dish to white-cut chicken? Hurry up so that the guests won't wait for a long time!"
"Cheng, Bingkun, it's up to you today!"
Looking at Zhou Bingkun, Director Wang's face was full of smiles.
As he said that, Director Wang spoke to the distance and said, "Aid Korea, come here to give your brother Bingkun a drink!"
Waving his hand, Director Wang asked his son Wang Yuanchao to come over,
"Brother Bingkun! Thank you today!"
He walked forward with a wine glass, and Wang Yuanchao's face was full of joy.
"I'm not called Uncle, what a big deal! Don't worry today, I will definitely give you a boost of face!"
Zhou Bingkun laughed as he suffocated less than two taels of wine in one sip.
Just as Director Wang and Wang Yuanchao went to prepare to welcome the guests, Zhou Bingkun turned around and said, "Where are you two? Just staring at me?"
Looking at Zhou Bingkun dullly, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao said in surprise: "What are you talking about today to help you to hold a wedding banquet for Director Wang?"
"What about that?"
Looking at the two, Zhou Bingkun walked straight to the side and removed a chicken's bones. His technique was quite skillful.
Looking at Zhou Bingkun in shock, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao realized that it was not a joke that he said he was not a joke to go to the kitchen to be a chef.
"Why are you still standing there? Help! Throw it in, I have prepared the seasonings, so help me quickly!"
Looking at the two people who were still in a daze, Zhou Bingkun couldn't help but speak.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Hearing this sentence, Sun Ganchao and Xiao Guoqing hurried forward.
Originally, Zhou Bingkun was enough to hold a wedding banquet alone. After all, Director Wang's family still has many relatives and friends who can help, but since that's the case, Zhou Bingkun brought Sun Ganchao and Xiao Guoqing. After all, after the wedding banquet, the host would give a "red seal".
There are still many good materials that can be brought back to improve their lives, so why not do it?
With the kitchen knife on the top, Zhou Bingkun started his own work directly.
As the kitchen knife continued to fly, the meat and vegetables prepared beside it were formed under the pad.
The guests who had come over with curiosity were also stunned by Zhou Bingkun's skills.
Because with this hand skill, you can see that today's chef is not simple.
The banquet begins, when delicious dishes with all colors, fragrance comes to the table,
After taking a bite of the white-killed chicken, the man sitting in the main seat couldn't help but smack his lips and said, "Old Wang, where are you looking for a chef? You look young and your skills are absolutely amazing. You are even better than Mr. Li in the factory!"
"Yes, Lao Wang, you are not kind. When we went to the timber factory, we didn't enjoy this kind of entertainment!"
Just as the table was joking, Director Wang smiled and said, "Isn't this someone from our factory who came half a month ago? He became a disciple of Mr. Li. His skills were said by the old man himself. He is better than the blue!"
"Really? Is it Li Bengu, the northern dish in your factory?"
Looking at Director Wang in surprise, he couldn't help but speak.
Because Mr. Li was once a chef of the northern cuisine, he entered the timber factory after liberation.
Except for those from Kyoto, the factory manager took action personally, the rest of the people came and could not invite the old man to take action at all.
The reason is that the old man wants them to taste the real northern cuisine.
Everyone who has eaten it once gave a thumbs up, and the taste is simply nothing to say.
"I said, Lao Wang, since you have Mr. Li in your factory, how about this guy sending him to our textile factory?"
Looking at Director Wang, the man beside him immediately beat Xiao Jiujiu.
"Hey, I said, you are so kind of person who is a feast. Is it okay to give people to our furniture factory?"
When the deputy director of the furniture factory next to him heard this, he immediately scolded him.
"You are not good people!"
Hearing this, Director Wang couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Invite you to come to the wedding banquet, but you even want to pack the chef and take it away.
The sky was getting darker, and Zhou Bingkun, who was busy in the afternoon, finally had a rest, sat aside and drank water.
Just after dealing with the guests, Director Wang brought his son and daughter-in-law to come over and said, "Thank you so much today, Bingkun!"
"Hey, uncle, you'll be disgusted by saying such words!"
With a smile on his face, Zhou Bingkun quickly put the teacup aside.
"Well, this is a red envelope for you. We won't say much, and we will be happy!"
The red envelope he handed over directly into Zhou Bingkun's hand, Director Wang's face was full of smiles.
Because today's wedding banquet really gave him a lot of face.
"I won't shirk if Uncle said this!"
Putting the red envelope into your pocket, Zhou Bingkun smiled.
Standing aside, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao were in surprise, because they couldn't believe it at all. They had always been serious in the factory, but now they were laughing like this?
After leaving Director Wang's house, Zhou Bingkun took out the red envelope.
There are two big black ten pictures inside,
Twenty yuan, now that pork is only 70 cents long, this is not a big deal.
Take out two five pieces from your pocket, Zhou Bingkun handed them to Sun Ganchao and Sun Guoqing beside him and said, "Do you have any objection?"
"Bingkun, how can this work? We are all following you to help, so you can still get the money!"
Seeing the money handed over by Zhou Bingkun, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao quickly waved their hands to refuse.
"Yes, Bingkun, we have already taken a lot of things, we really can't ask for them anymore!"
Holding the "scrap" in his hand, the two of them spoke one after another.
It is said to be scraps, but it is actually what Zhou Bingkun left when cooking.
But in an era when supplies are scarce, these are all good things, and they are all oil and water.
"Come on, our brothers still say this. If you don't take it, I won't take you again!"
Staring at Sun Ganchao and Xiao Guoqing, Zhou Bingkun became serious,
"this!"
Hesitantly looked at Zhou Bingkun. The two of them hesitated for a long time before putting the money he handed in their pockets.
"That's right!"
With his hands spread open, Zhou Bingkun held the two of them and walked towards home with a chat and laughter.
Don't worry about the weak, don't worry about the equality,
If it is once or twice, Sun Ganchao and Xiao Guoqing will not say anything, but if this continues, brothers will still be together?
Zhou Bingkun is not short of these ten yuan, why bother?
He took Sun Ganchao and Xiao Guoqing to help them improve their lives, not to make enemies!
When he got home, Sun Ganchao and Xiao Guoqing directly put the "scrap materials" they brought today,
Seeing this, both parents were surprised.
When he heard that Zhou Bingkun had become the chef of the Hong Banquet, his face was even more shocked.
Because when did Zhou Bingkun learn how to cook?
When he arrived at Taiping Hutong, Zhou Bingkun handed Zheng Juan the ten yuan he earned today and some ingredients.
Looking at the money and vegetables in his hand, Zheng Juan was stunned at first, then said in surprise: "Where did this come from?"
"Didn't I tell you that I am a chef in a timber factory? Today the director asked me to have a wedding banquet, which he gave it to! I will give you all the money I earn in the future!"
Looking at Zheng Juan's red face, Zhou Bingkun showed a bright smile.
"you......"
Looking at Zhou Bingkun, Zheng Juan didn't know what to say, so she could only pour her body into his arms and said, "Is it worth it to be so good to me?"
"worth!"
Bent down, Zhou Bingkun looked at Zheng Juan and said with a serious face: "You deserve it!"
With his head raised, Zheng Juan looked at Zhou Bingkun and kissed him directly.
He was blushing and stunned. When Zhou Bingkun came to his senses, Zheng Juan had already returned home with a hot face.
"I'm being attacked!"
Chapter completed!