Miss Lily's arrangement of catching the wind and washing the dust, the bath part is very fairy-like. The dinner part is too down-to-earth, directly arranged in the central canteen of the Daqing base, more than 300 people have dinner at the same time, and it is in full swing, which only accounts for one-tenth of the number of employees in Daqing.

Snowflake-white steamed buns are enough. The main dish is chicken and mushroom vermicelli stewed in a large iron pot, and there is only one other thing, which is radish and pickle strips cut thicker than your thumb.

Workers use chopsticks to insert steamed buns, most of them two. Occasionally, one or two ruthless people will appear, and five will be inserted at once.

The crispy and delicious chicken in the stew exudes an enticing taste, but the first step of the workers is to break open a white steamed bun, put two pickle strips in it, wrap it, open their mouths wide and nibble a few bites, and then start to eat the chicken mushrooms.

A small number of people eat it directly with a bite of pickles, mushrooms, and steamed buns. Although it is the Northeast region, it is also very hot in the middle of summer, because it is an open-air operation, the workers lose a lot of salt in their bodies, and they often carry towels to wipe their sweat, and a layer of salt flowers often accumulates in white. Therefore, pickle strips are a must for every meal.

As for the chicken mushrooms in the main course, although they are fragrant, they put less salt, which is also to take care of the taste of a certain part of the craftsmen from different countries and regions, and the big pot rice has always been difficult to make. After several months of running-in, the current law was formed.

Director Qian personally waved a big spoon and filled eight bowls of main dishes, and a plate of pickles was in the guard's log tray. He personally picked out a few plates of steamed buns and put them in another tray, waved his hand and ordered the guards to send them away.

Miss Lily stood beside the big iron pot and looked at it with some concern:

"How can this be? Is that okay? ”

Director Qian's skin had been tanned, and he showed his white teeth when he grinned:

"Don't worry, the eldest lady likes this."

Miss Lily pouted and frowned.

Director Qian had to explain one more sentence:

"The emperor always has to eat a meal for the people during his private visits, can't you figure this out?"

On the other side, Apricot placed the eldest lady on a log square table in the center, and hurriedly ran to the big iron pot almost like a trot, she had to see every process of the eldest lady's food.

Director Qian rubbed down his rolled up sleeves and smiled and arched his hand:

"Hey, Sister Apricot, look at you, let's talk."

Apricot stomped her foot slightly, she also knew that it was a little late. But he still looked innocent and curious, and looked at the iron pot and spoon. On Wednesday, the young master also came over to greet him:

"Fifth brother, eat together."

So a group of people, regardless of master and servant, sat down around and ate. Zhang Meixi really looked very satisfied, she ate one steamed bun, gnawed half of the pickle strips, and gave the other half to the little peaches.

It's actually a bit formalistic, but it's very useful, so those in power for thousands of years have been good at acting. Although it is very cliché, it is the standard answer on the test paper, and as long as you do it, you can count it as a pass.

More than a dozen workers sat around and whispered:

"A bunch of fairy-like little nyonya over there, eating the same meal as ours."

There was some smugness in the other voice:

"Our meal, the emperor also eats, and the foreign devils also eat! Little Nyonya can't eat it! ”

And one more said:

"You don't understand, the emperor's banquet is all four dishes."

The rest laughed:

"If you want to say that, we can be emperors once in three or five days."

……

After Zhang Meixi finished eating, she went to the bedroom arranged by Miss Lily to rest, which is an independent two-story small building, bound with birch wood that is only peeled, in a primitive and exquisite fairy tale style.

Miss Lily pointed to an adjacent row and introduced:

"There are two seats over there, and further on are Mr. Gao's, Brother Qian's, and mine."

The customs of today are different from those of a hundred years later, and after a hundred years, a man and a woman who are in love can live together after determining the identity of boyfriend and girlfriend. Nowadays, the more mainstream practice is to hold a wedding before living together. But there are also some signs of chaos.

Director Qian and Miss Lily still live separately.

Zhang Meixi was thinking wildly, but she didn't pay attention to the most critical point. Principal Gao's status is naturally the highest, and she herself, as the proprietor of these people, naturally has a high status. But it's left and right. Two of the best log buildings are vacated in the middle. It's for Mr. Shandong, who will never be possible.

The outside of the small building looks simple, and it remains the same when you walk in, the bed cabinets and tables and chairs are all made of logs, the curtains and curtains are the latest rainbow cloth, and the water and electricity are also connected. The telephone is placed in a very prominent position. In the corner of the wall, there is a row of wooden barrels with colorful flowers.

Apricot let out a slight sigh:

"It looks pretty clean."

None of the things she had prepared had been shipped yet, and sure enough, just like the eldest lady joked when she set off, it was like a field battle, and now she only had two packages with her.

After nightfall, the summer sky in the Northeast is very high and deep, just a few moonless days at the end of the month, and the stars are big and bright, like small flames jumping.

The inside and outside of the log building were brightly lit, and more than 20 guards stood outside like wooden stakes. There was a slight sound of beefs in the air, and the mosquito repellent grass in the pottery stove burned slowly.

Two foreigners with high noses and deep eyes held rolls of drawings and came to visit the small building under the leadership of Director Qian. Zhang Meixi received them with a stern face, dealing with engineers is the most difficult, if you are not careful, according to your current appearance, it is easy to be despised. But at the same time, dealing with engineers is the easiest. As long as the questions and answers are good enough and professional enough.

The table was too small, the drawings were all spread on the floor, Zhang Meixi bent over and looked blindly, and asked:

"What is the expected proportion of asphalt?"

"What is the expected proportion of petroleum coke, and is it all stable?"

The two engineers looked at each other and immediately became serious and serious.

……

Zhang Meixi was busy until late before going to bed, and Principal Gao came back early the next morning.

First, I heard a rumbling sound like thunder, and then there were three planes lined up in my sight, parked on the tarmac of Daqing together, and there was a feeling of crowding next to each other.

Zhang Meixi led people to greet Principal Gao, only two pilots wearing headphones came down from the first plane, and the second plane fell down the ladder, and Principal Gao walked down with the hem of his robe with two blue cloths.

Zhang Meixi walked forward with a smile to say hello, and behind Principal Gao, the eldest son of the Northeast King followed closely. He gave a loose military salute, with peach blossom water in his eyes.

…… (To be continued.) )