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After returning from Director Wang, Zhang Qian handed over the newly purchased pork to Zhou Jianguo for disposal.

Zhou Jianguo took the pork into the kitchen, shaved the hair first, and then cut the fat into pieces.

Fat meat is refined first.

In this era, bibimbap is a rare luxury in the eyes of many people.

After refining the oil and putting the oil in the enamel bowl, the remaining oil residue is boiled with the lean meat, and then a little salt is added, and the aroma of the pork comes out.

Soon, the smell of meat spread throughout the backyard.

Jiang Ming's house.

The family is eating.

Aunt Jiang sniffed vigorously and said enviously: "It's so fragrant, Zhang Qian is eating meat again." ”

"He's now the director of the cafeteria."

Jiang Ming was also a little jealous. Like her, although she is a car stopper, her whole family is supported by her little salary, and now she can only eat eggs, and she can't eat them often.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Xiaoqian still has a future, and she was promoted to canteen director at a young age."

Aunt Jiang glanced enviously in the direction of Zhang Qian's house, continued to eat the nest, and the room fell silent.

……

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Zhou Jianguo got up early to cook.

She took out two eggs, cut some lean pork, and put the rice in the pot.

Soon, the aroma of egg and lean porridge also wafted out.

"It's so fragrant, early in the morning, who makes it delicious?"

"Who else can there be, of course it's Zhang Qian."

"She is really extravagant, she eats egg porridge early in the morning, and I am reluctant to eat an egg for half a month."

"A canteen director, what's the spirit, cook meat every once in a while, and don't choke her to death." Mrs. Xue said hatefully.

Smelling the tempting aroma, she suddenly felt that the nest in her hand was no longer fragrant, and she also wanted to eat egg porridge.

"Xiaoling, Zhang Qian's family has made delicious food again today, you go over and want to come back."

Seeing that her daughter was still eating her nest head slowly, as if she hadn't heard herself, Mrs. Xue suddenly became angry.

"Dead girl, you're deaf, why don't you go quickly?" Mrs. Xue glared at her again.

Xue Ling was speechless in his heart. She's really cheeky as a mother.

I was looking forward to Zhang Qian choking to death just now, so let her go to Zhang Qian's house to eat.

Seeing that his mother was staring at him angrily, Xue Ling's heart softened, picked up the bowl and went to the backyard.

Seeing her daughter's movements, Mrs. Xue smiled happily.

Xue Ling came to Zhang Qian's house in the backyard with a bowl, and was envious when he saw the egg porridge that Zhang Qian and their family ate, and there was meat in it.

Look, this is life.

"Xiaoqian, my mother is making a fuss about eating egg porridge, can you borrow a bowl?"

Xue Ling said, and with a sweep of his eyes, he saw that there were still some egg porridge in the pot, and there was almost a bowl.

"No, I'm done."

Zhang Qian didn't raise her head, just buried her head in cooking. She slowly ate the egg and lean porridge in the bowl, and put the remaining egg and lean porridge in the pot into Zhou Jianguo's bowl.

Xue Lingpestle froze in place, looking embarrassed.

originally thought that Zhang Qian would lend her a bowl of egg porridge for the sake of her neighbors.

However, Zhang Qian simply refused.

This also made Xue Ling understand that Zhang Qian has always been this character, stingy, stingy, and selfish.

"This Zhang Qian is really unkind!"

"It's really selfish, Xue Ling's husband just died, and it's not easy to have a big belly, so she can't be generous."

In the courtyard, the neighbors couldn't help but gossip again.

After eating breakfast and locking the door, Zhang Qian went to the factory.

"This Zhang Qian is really, she even locked the door when she went out, is this to prevent thieves?"

"Our courtyard is advanced every year, where are the thieves."

"I see that Zhang Qian has some shady secrets."

"Maybe it's an enemy."

“……”

As soon as Zhang Qian left, another neighbor began to gossip.

"Don't talk nonsense, Zhang Qian is now the director of the canteen, how can she be an enemy. Keep your mouth shut, and don't go around talking nonsense. ”

Jiang Ming went out to work, and when he heard Zhang Qian's gossip, he glared at the gossip fiercely.

As Zhang Qian's power in the factory became more and more powerful, Jiang Ming had to put down his body and work hard to have a good relationship with Zhang Qian.

Hearing someone say Zhang Qian's gossip, he naturally warned sternly.

And if Zhang Qian is not the director of the canteen, then Jiang Ming is too lazy to care.

……

When she arrived at the textile factory, Zhang Qian punched the card and went out.

"Hey, Zhang Qian just went to work and went out again? What did she do? ”

"I don't know, maybe it's something at home."

"Something at home? Then you can't just leave as soon as you go to work, the impact is too bad, and you must report it to the factory. ”

Zhang Qian left the factory and came to the Chaoyang vegetable market.

This vegetable market is relatively large, and there are chickens, ducks, geese, fish, shrimp, turtles, turtles, and all kinds of dry pickled products.

In addition, there are Chinese cabbage, radish, eggplant, and a variety of edible wild vegetables......

Zhang Qian went straight to the stall selling fish and shrimp.

Zhang Qian queued up for a while, bought a large carp of one catty and two, and bought an old hen.

Then I went and bought a few vegetables.

It cost a dime a total of three dollars.

Seeing that the dishes were almost bought, Zhang Qian carried the vegetables and returned to the courtyard.

Many people in the courtyard were envious and red-eyed, but Zhang Qian was too lazy to take care of it, so she went home directly.

Mrs. Xue, who was collecting the soles of her shoes, saw that Zhang Qian had bought so many vegetables, including fish and old hens, her eyes were immediately red, and she scolded in her mouth, buying so much food every day, and she didn't know how to help our family.

Since then, Zhang Qian has become the director of the canteen, and her life has become more and more luxurious, which has caused dissatisfaction among the neighbors in the hospital.

In these years, everyone is generally short of food and clothing, even if they are reluctant to buy things during the New Year's holidays.

At most, I bought some pork and made dumplings at home, and I didn't dare to buy more, so I usually bought about half a catty.

Unlike Zhang Qian today, she not only bought fish, but also bought old hens.

There are also abundant vegetables, and there are four or five kinds of vegetables.

I remember that at this time last year, Zhang Qian was still the poorest in the hospital, and there was no old man at home to help her, who knows, in just one year, Zhang Qian actually became the director of the canteen and became the richest resident in the hospital, which made the neighbors hold a grudge.

A few hours later, Mrs. Xue smelled the aroma of food wafting from Zhang Qian's house,

The strong aroma was intertwined in the air, rushing to the nose, and Mrs. Xue's thoughts were also pulled, she sniffed the aroma flowing in the air, and carefully distinguished the taste of each dish in the air, including braised fish, plum cabbage and pork, egg drop soup, you can't go wrong.

Mrs. Xue's thoughts had drifted to the next door, and she imagined that Zhang Qian's table of dishes was prepared for herself, as if she saw the dishes neatly placed on the table, waiting for herself to enjoy, what a wonderful feast.

"It's evil, it's stir-fried in the yard at noon, it's so fragrant, my old lady lives next door, and I don't know how to send some to my house, why don't you choke her!"

Mrs. Xue's mentality was out of balance, and when she thought of her daughter going to her house to borrow egg porridge in the morning and returning in vain, her heart was immediately filled with angry flames, since she couldn't eat delicious food and couldn't beat Zhang Qian, she could only scold.