If something happens in this way, she doesn't have to do everything possible to find an excuse, and people will automatically find all the reasons for her.

"Yes, sour plum soup not only tastes good when drunk, can quench thirst, remove heat and send cold, but also has the health care effect of astringent lung qi, which is the most suitable to drink on a hot day like now." Jiang Ruonan racked his brains before he vaguely remembered a little.

Song Weiguo smiled directly: "Look at it, let me say, this college is different, you can say everything in a way, amazing!" ”

"Uncle Song, you're exaggerating, I'm also delicious myself......"

"Good (four tones, dialect, meaning gluttony) eating can make delicious and useful things, that is also the ability." Song Weiguo shook his head, said that he drank the last mouthful of soup and wiped his mouth, "Xiao Jiang, Uncle Song wants to discuss something with you." ”

"Uncle Song, you say." Jiang Ruonan sat down, everyone sat in the courtyard to enjoy the coolness, on a summer night, even if the sun went down, the residual temperature still scorched the earth.

Lu Zhenjun saw her sit down, and the fan he was playing sent wind in her direction.

Jiang Ruonan shook his head at him, picked up the pu fan himself, and while driving away mosquitoes for Xiaobao next to him, he also fanned it twice, very leisurely.

Sanbao, who had just eaten cold noodles and was not yet satisfied, ran to the vegetable garden at this time to pick a tender cucumber, and still played a top tweed, which was washed and cleaned by him and smacked and gnawed.

Jiang Ruonan looked around, and sighed again in his heart, there is only one grapevine missing, and when the time comes, build a grape shelf, not to mention at night, even during the day, you can enjoy the coolness, how comfortable!

No, this must not be given up, and we will have to look for it next spring.

While she was thinking, Song Weiguo on the other side also spoke: "How to make this sour plum soup, see if you can go to the camp canteen teachers to make it, and give the fire to that group of boys." ”

When Jiang Ruonan heard this, he happily agreed: "This is okay, in fact, I just think about it, and when I talk to the masters over there, I must do better than me." ”

Jiang Ruonan has always admired these loveliest people and can do something useful for them, which also makes her feel very happy.

"Uncle Song, when you see the right time, I'll go over." Jiang Ruonan was also very positive, "Speaking of which, I've never been to the cafeteria over there!" ”

"Those few people, it's just like that, barely edible." Song Weiguo waved his hand, his face was indescribable, "If Xiao Jiang and you go to the cafeteria, I think this food will have to improve a lot." ”

sighed, listened to Jiang Ruonan's active acceptance, and also replied: "This has entered Futian, it must be as early as possible." Ming'er, I'll tell Secretary Wang, I guess in the afternoon, let her take you over. ”

"That's a good idea." Jiang Ruonan smiled, "With Wang's sister-in-law with me, I won't be afraid to go." ”

"What is there to be afraid of?" Song Weiguo smiled, "You have this skill, it's to help, who can bully you?" If someone really bullies you, I'll support you. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Song!" Jiang Ruonan deliberately laughed doggedly, "I have a big backer, I'm not afraid, definitely not afraid!" But Uncle Song, you still have to let them buy black plums first! Otherwise, even if I pass, it will be in vain! ”

has been with Song Weiguo for a long time, and Jiang Ruonan is not so tense. After all, in addition to being rigorous and serious at work, Song Weiguo in real life is also a somewhat upright authentic S provincial rough man, with a serious side, and more of a kind and interesting side.

It's the kind of elder who is cold-faced and hot-hearted and a little protective of his shortcomings, but in essence, he is still a little old man who can be approached.

"You girl!" Song Weiguo was amused, and said a few more words to Lu Zhenjun before getting up and going back.

After he left, Lu Zhenjun looked at Jiang Ruonan with a smile: "You have the guts, you dare to joke with Song Tou'er." ”

"Well, who told you to give me the guts?" Jiang Ruonan glanced at him, his eyebrows and eyes crossed, all of them were affectionate.

Lu Zhenjun: "Didn't you just say that Song Tou'er is your backer?" ”

"How can there be, Song Tou'er is the backer outside, the real backer, isn't it in front of me?" Jiang Ruonan glanced at him, a stinky man, how can he care about everything!

……

The next day, Jiang Ruonan really went to the camp canteen, not to mention, in the summer, the boiler room in the canteen for cooking rice and stir-frying, it was really hot, and when I went in, I felt a heat wave coming to my face.

Maybe Song Weiguo said hello before, or maybe Wang Xialian personally sent her here, so these people in the canteen who served iron rice bowls were relatively polite to her, and there was nothing disrespectful to her, looked down on her, or disdained her.

Sure enough, the situation of encountering the best and then successfully slapping the face at every turn is only in the inside.

The black plums in the canteen are also ready, the quality of these dried black plums is very good, or there are almost no fake and shoddy goods in this year, Jiang Ruonan couldn't help but be sour when he saw it. Sure enough, there are people on top, this shot is convenient and simple, I think she can get those dried black plums, or I saw them in the county department store, it is rare to buy it, this is in the cafeteria, tsk, this portion...... And this quality......

However, Jiang Ruonan sighed for a moment, did not waste time, and got to the point. She directly began to discuss the steps of making sour plum soup with several masters, as if it was a discussion, after all, Jiang Ruonan himself has a little craftsmanship, and he is just standing on the shoulders of his predecessors, and he has never had the experience of working in such a big canteen, she also respects these masters who are still staying by the boiler on hot days, and in the mutual research and discussion, the first pot of sour plum soup was successfully baked.

The taste is good, and it is better than what Jiang Ruonan made up by himself, so well, the wisdom of the people is huge, and she only knows a little bit about it.

With the finished product, the rest of the masters just tinkered with it themselves, and Jiang Ruonan was ready to say goodbye and leave.

After all, the cafeteria has already started to make dinner, and Jiang Ruonan has to go back to make dinner.

As a result, Master Zhang called out to her: "Comrade Jiang Ruonan, I heard Leader Song say, you are very good at cooking, right?" ”

Jiang Ruonan knew that Master Zhang was the big leader in charge of the canteen, although she didn't understand what he meant by asking, but she also saw that he had no malicious intent, she smiled: "That is, the ordinary craftsmanship of cooking a dish, in front of so many of your masters, say this, I am Lu Ban in front of the big axe." ”

Jiang Ruonan actually understands very well that everyone complains that the food in the canteen is not delicious, in fact, it does not mean that the craftsmanship of the canteen master is not good, and the food in the canteen is not delicious, a big reason is because of the big pot dishes, especially at this time, the big pot dishes are really big pot dishes, and there are many boiled and stewed in one pot.

If you really want to talk about cooking, stir-frying or something, Jiang Ruonan really doesn't think he can compare with a real chef.

Her humility greatly pleased the masters present, and she was really pleasing to the eye at this time.

Zhang Dashan, who is also the canteen manager, shook his head with a smile at this time: "Comrade Jiang, don't be modest. I actually wanted to ask you for advice......"

There is an old leader in the east camp, who is also in a bitter summer, and he doesn't want to eat anything, and his family can't think of the canteen to invite the masters out of the mountain, but the old leaders are not satisfied with the health care soup and dishes made by these masters.

Zhang Dashan is now invited to Jiang Ruonan's head, which can be regarded as a rush to the doctor.

After all, Song Touer said that this comrade was very good at cooking, and he could come up with sour plum soup, which showed that he had goods in his head, so he still had a little expectation.

"That's the case......" Jiang Ruonan hesitated for a moment, if she couldn't even do a serious cook, what else could she do?