After eating, He Yuzhu specially went to the three masters' house to learn the scriptures, and fought overnight to reformulate a list of materials for the canteen.

Accurate to each dish, the maximum amount of salt, how much soy sauce, strictly implement the instructions to the secretary to "be diligent and thrifty".

He got up early in the morning, cooked a meal, and when everyone had eaten, he rode his bicycle to send his daughter-in-law to work in the street.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the street office, I saw a face that was not beaten, and Qu Wenbin, a little white face, was standing at the door talking to Uncle Li.

It's a pity that Uncle Li concentrated on smoking and didn't even lift his eyelids.

Qu Wenbin is a drunkard, so he doesn't care, as soon as he saw Lou Xiao'e coming, he immediately walked over with a smile:

"Sister Xiao'e, what a coincidence, you also came so early?"

Qu Wenbin didn't seem to see He Yuzhu standing next to him at all, and only greeted Lou Xiao'e with a smile.

He Yuzhu listened to this thing, and couldn't help but be surprised in his heart:

Could it be that there is such a creature as a stubble this year?

Ma Dan, you and my daughter-in-law are both working in the street office, and what else do you say is a coincidence, but if you are not blind, who can't see the little bit of your bastard's thoughts?

The sentence "You came so early" not only praised my daughter-in-law, but also praised himself.

, really, I've never seen a man like this!

"Hey, Comrade Qu, my man sent me over, and the family was delayed for a while, so I didn't come as early as you."

Since Qu Wenbin was assigned to the street office and had frequent contact with Lou Xiao'e, she knew that this person had bad intentions towards her.

At this time, he took advantage of Brother Zhuzi's presence to make his words clear in person, so that this Qu Wenbin would die.

Qu Wenbin smiled, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Lou Xiao'e's words, and said with enthusiasm on his face:

"It's almost time, let's go in together."

Lou Xiao'e's face was stiff, and she was a little powerless against Qu Wenbin's cheekiness.

"Cheng, then let's go in together."

He Yuzhu propped up the car ladder, took his daughter-in-law's hand directly to the street office, and said hello to Uncle Li when he passed by the sentry box.

Should I say it or not, Uncle Li also understands a little bit of human sophistication, and he has always ignored He Yuzhu, but this time he nodded with him rarely.

Seeing this, Qu Wenbin's face darkened, and he couldn't help but start scolding his mother in his heart.

This old bastard, he licked his face and said so many good things to him just now, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

sent his daughter-in-law into the street office, and when He Yuzhu came out, he specially went to the sentry box to give Uncle Li a big front door, and rode a bicycle straight to the rolling mill.

From this morning, the cafeteria will have to act according to Secretary Xiang's wishes, but it must not be sloppy.

In the morning, He Yuzhu specially convened a meeting of everyone in the canteen to convey the instructions to the secretary to everyone.

In addition, he also read out the list of ingredients and ingredients he made overnight in public, and asked everyone to cook strictly according to this list.

Only in this way can the canteen save another 500 yuan from the existing expenses.

Master Wang, the current foreman Wang, immediately took the list with a smile and said that he would strictly implement it.

However, looking at He Yuzhu's eyes, there was a strong sense of provocation and contempt:

Oh, I thought that you He Yuzhu was covering the sky with one hand in the cafeteria, how capable you are, but people moved their mouths to the secretary, you are not a fart execution?

With Master Wang as the foreman, He Yuzhu basically doesn't have to worry about the affairs of the canteen, and the small canteen has also been handed over, He Yuzhu is happy to be idle.

At noon, with the sound of a crisp bell, more than 3,000 workers came out of various workshops one after another, converging into a stream of people flocking to the canteen.

Today's dishes look the same as before, stewed cabbage with potatoes, fried bean sprouts, white flour steamed buns, Erhe noodles steamed buns, white noodles noodles, stick noodles noodles........

Everyone had their own meals, and they found a table to sit down in twos and threes, chatting while eating.

It's just that as soon as this dish came to his mouth, he immediately frowned

：

"What's going on, isn't there any salt in the dish?"

"Bah, how is this steamed bun dead? Still sticky to your teeth?"

"Why is this potato stew and cabbage like a clear soup, and it doesn't taste at all?"

Inside the cafeteria, everyone frowned, looking at the food in the lunch box and scolding.

In the small cafeteria, the leaders led by Director Yang also looked at the dishes on the table at the moment, and their brows were furrowed.

This dish, at first glance, is not Director He's craftsmanship, not to mention the taste, the color and fragrance are not accounted for.

However, everyone also understands that after all, Director He wears two hats, and there will always be times when he can't be busy.

It's just that when I put a chopstick in my mouth and ate it, my face suddenly became weird:

Why doesn't this dish taste at all?

What about the oil in the dish? What about salt? What about soy sauce? What about MSG?

How do you eat like boiled water?

No matter how bad the craftsmanship of the master of this canteen is, it can't be so bad, right?

It may be that this dish was mistaken, and everyone picked up chopsticks to pick up other dishes:

Or is it boiled in water?

The smile on Director Yang's face suddenly retracted, and he knew in his heart that this must be the ghost of He Yuzhu, the director of the canteen.

It's just, this is so good, what kind of moth is he making about? Turning around and glancing at Director Huo in the office next to him, Director Huo immediately understood what the leader meant.

Frowning, he got up and went to the kitchen to find He Yuzhu, the director of the canteen.

After the two of them came in, He Yuzhu looked at the leaders of the small canteen with an innocent face and asked:

"Leaders, what's going on?"

Director Yang's face sank like water, Deputy Director Lin and Deputy Director Li put down their chopsticks, bowed their heads and were silent.

This time, the two deputy factory directors had a rare united front and let things continue to develop, after all, this Xiang Juan's hand was too long.

As soon as Director Huo heard this, his face immediately darkened, and he coughed lightly and asked:

"Director He, have you tasted today's dish?"

He Yuzhu still looked puzzled, shook his head and said:

"No, today is the first day that Foreman Wang took office, and I thought that his skills were not bad, so I handed over the small canteen to him to be in charge.

Yesterday we had a meeting and gave clear instructions to the secretary on the work of our canteen, and I went back last night and worked out a new ingredient list overnight.

This morning, a meeting was held to convey the instructions to the secretary to every kitchen worker and master in the canteen.

In the morning, we made it in strict accordance with the instructions to the secretary, which was nutritious, less oil and less salt, and health-oriented.

However, it may be lighter in the future, after all, the kitchen has to save at least 500 yuan a month, and this seasoning money is also a lot of money."

Director Huo's face darkened.

Who did he provoke this morning, and when he encountered such an unlucky thing, you immortals were fighting, why did you want to take me, a mortal?

"Ahem, this...... As the director of the canteen, you still have to coordinate and handle this matter."

In the end, he could only sit down to eat without being embarrassed.

The huge small canteen was suddenly silent, and the needles could be heard, and no one came forward to relieve Xiang Juan.

Xiang Juan sat directly opposite Director Yang, her face was as black as the bottom of the pot.