After coming out of the courtyard,

When he returned to the office, Yang Jun received a call from the doorman,

"Factory director, there is a Zhao Tiancheng looking for you."

Yang Jun thought about it carefully, he had never known this Zhao Tiancheng.

"I don't know this man, so I say I'm not there."

Just wanted to hang up the phone, but hurriedly said outside the door,

"Director, this person said it was from the State Guesthouse."

State Guesthouse's?

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the old Zhao who had cooked for him before and retired from the State Guesthouse.

Old Zhao and Lao Zhao shouted all day long, it turned out that his name was Zhao Tiancheng.

"You tell Master Zhao that I will personally go to meet him."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jun ran downstairs.

There are only a handful of people who can let him pick it up in person, and Zhao Tiancheng is one of them.

There is no other reason.

Just because he is a foodie, his resistance to food is almost zero.

The chef of the State Guesthouse is hard to find.

The whole table is the treatment of a proper big leader.

What's more, Master Zhao's character is also worthy of his personal greeting.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the rolling mill, Yang Jun was stupid.

He didn't know this person, and this Zhao Tiancheng was not the retired cook of the State Guesthouse he knew.

This man is in his fifties, dressed in clean clothes, his hair and beard are very neatly arranged, his eyebrows are clear, and he looks like a very amiable person.

"You are Director Yang, my father cooked for you once, I don't know if you remember."

When the old man spoke, he looked timid, but he seemed to be quite kind.

"Oh, you're Master Zhao, hello, hello."

After being reminded by him, Yang Jun immediately remembered who he was, and it turned out that he was Lao Zhao's son.

"Hello, Director Yang."

Facing Yang Jun taking the initiative to shake hands, Zhao Tiancheng looked a little cramped.

He rubbed his hand on his clothes, and his hands held Yang Jun's hand and kept shaking.

"Master Zhao, please come inside."

"No...... No, I just came to ask Director Yang if he wanted to cook during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I happened to be resting at home that day."

Zhao Tiancheng waved his hand again and again, unwilling to go in.

"Really? Master Zhao, thank you so much, if it were convenient for you, I would have worked for you that day."

Yang Jun said excitedly.

"No trouble, no trouble."

Zhao Tiancheng smiled and waved his hand, and took out a slip from his pocket and handed it to Yang Jun.

"Director Yang, please prepare the ingredients on the list in advance."

Yang Jun took the list and glanced at it,

"No problem, I'll trouble Master Zhao then."

"Okay, if it's okay, I'll go back to work."

Zhao Tiancheng is a sincere person at first glance, and after the matter is finished, he will go back to work.

"Master Zhao, wait a minute."

Seeing that he was leaving, Yang Jun hurriedly stopped him, and then turned back to the doorman and said,

"You drive Master Zhao on a trip."

"Yes, Director."

The doorman answered, and ran to drive.

"No...... No need, Director Yang, I can walk by myself in just a few steps."

When Zhao Tiancheng heard this, he hurriedly refused.

Yang Jun thought to himself, this is not a matter of a few steps, even if you take the bus, you have to transfer twice, God knows, Zhao Tiancheng told him the news, how many miles he ran. ….

Besides, people take the initiative to cook for themselves, and then let people go back with their legs, which is a little unkind.

"Master Zhao, don't shirk it, just kick the accelerator."

"I'm just a cook, it's not suitable to ride in a car......

Zhao Tiancheng still wanted to refuse

At this time, the doorman came in a car.

Yang Jun personally sent him to the car and told the driver to be sure to send Master Zhao to the place.

"Master Zhao, you go slowly."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said goodbye to Zhao Tiancheng.

On the way back to the office.

Yang Jun felt inexplicably excited when he thought of being able to taste the dishes made by the chef of the State Guesthouse.

The meals that Lao Zhao made before have been copied hundreds of dishes.

It's just that he's been so busy lately that he forgot to take it out of the space and taste it.

He decided that in the evening, he wanted to taste it well.

When I passed by the security department, I saw Wang Erwa standing at the door and looking at him with a smile.

"Old Yang, who is that person?"

Wang Erwa saw that Yang Jun was polite to the old man, and personally opened the door, he thought that this old man must be not small.

"The State Guesthouse's."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and replied angrily,

"You kid, the good things you promised me, why haven't you moved yet?"

Knowing that Wang Erwa was reluctant to give up that baby, Yang Jun picked on him to poke him in the underbelly.

"I've been preparing it for you for a long time, but I haven't found the right time."

Wang Erwa raised her eyebrows and grinned, "It's you, who promised to invite us to drink our daughter red for thirty-five years, and it's been a few months, and I haven't seen any movement from you."

Yang Jun heard this.

If you think about it, there really is such a thing.

This has been promised to them for a long time, but they have never found the right opportunity.

He pondered for a moment and said, "It's better to hit the sun another day, just tonight, you inform those bastards to go to my house for a drink at night, and I'll let you taste the craftsmanship of the State Guesthouse."

"State Guesthouse?"

When Wang Erwa heard this, she pointed in the direction of the gate of the rolling mill: "You said that the person just now was the cook of the State Guesthouse?"

"What the hell, don't you believe it?"

"Letter, Lao Yang, it's decided, don't regret it, I'll inform those bastards right away."

After Wang Erwa finished speaking, as if she was afraid that Yang Jun would regret it, she went back to her office to call.

"Don't forget to bring me the good stuff, boy."

Yang Jun smiled, shook his head and went back to the office.

Since he had decided that he was going to invite those bastards to drink for the night, he had to go back and get ready.

didn't go back to the office, Yang Jun directly asked Ma Juzi to send him home first.

When he got home, he sent his foal back, and he had to pick up Yi Qiushui for work in the evening.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Ma Xiangxiu holding the child in her arms while making lunch.

Since the confinement, Ma Xiangxiu has started to cook for Yang Jun again.

It's just that the child is still young and can't do without people, so she has to take him with her when she cooks.

"Xiangxiu, don't do it, I'll go out and buy something to eat."

Yang Jun saw that the child in her arms was crying badly, and he couldn't bear it, so he couldn't help but persuade.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

When Ma Xiangxiu heard this, her eyes turned red, and her bean-sized tears fell. ….

"Brother, why don't you find a new cook, I'...... I can't keep myself busy."

"What to look for, I can't get used to other people's cooking."

Yang Jun's face sank, and he said, "It's good to wait for the child to be older, don't worry."

As soon as his heart sank, he knew that Ma Xiangxiu had a psychological burden.

However, he also understands that the child is too young, and it usually takes two people to take care of it, and now it is really difficult for her to take care of the child by herself to do laundry and cooking.

"Brother, Teacher Gao and the children haven't eaten yet."

Ma Xiangxiu glanced at Teacher Gao, who was in class.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about it, just leave it to me here, you take the child back first, look at his little eyes are crying and swollen."

Ma Xiangxiu changed the child's comfortable posture

The right hand kept patting the child's back.

It is possible that the child is hungry and keeps burrowing into his arms.

Ma Xiangxiu's face turned red, and she hurriedly went back to the courtyard next door.

After Xiangxiu left, Yang Jun glanced at Teacher Gao, who was concentrating on class, and then turned around and walked outside.

After about half an hour, Yang Jun came back from outside.

He also had five more donkey meat in his hand to burn.

"Teacher Gao, it's time to eat."

Yang Jun burned the donkey meat and put it on the stone table, Yang Laosi and Yang Qun Yang Ling suddenly brightened their eyes, sniffed vigorously, and could faintly hear the sound of saliva.

None of them made a move, but glanced at Teacher Gao.

Teacher Gao put down the textbook in his hand and said quietly,

"Let's eat."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Yang Laosi take the lead in snatching a donkey meat and burning it, and ate it with a rattle.

Yang Qun and Yang Ling were not far behind, holding the donkey meat bigger than their faces.

When all three children had eaten, Mr. Gao did not do it.

Yang Jun had already eaten it halfway, and the reason why he took five donkey meat and burned it was because he thought that each of the three children would have one and Teacher Gao would have two.

"Big brother, it's so fragrant, if only I could eat it every day."

Yang Laosi's mouth was stuffed full, and his speech was slurred.

"What to do, what to eat, nothing left, first place in dry rice."

Yang Jun said with a calm face, "Show me your test papers."

Hearing this, Yang Laosi rolled his eyes, flipped through a pile of test papers, pulled out a few test papers and handed them to him.

Looking at her arrogant appearance, she seems to be full of confidence.

took the test paper and flipped through it a few times.

It doesn't matter if I flipped through this time, I saw a few papers with full scores.

The results were very good, and the worst score was 98 points.

Yang Jun was very satisfied and couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"Good, good, good test, keep up."

Yang Jun smiled and relieved the volume, and stroked Yang Laosi's pigtails without a trace.

Yang Laosi rolled his eyes and shook his head in protest.

After reading Yang Laosi's test papers, he then looked at Yang Qun and Yang Ling's papers.

Yang Qun's grades are also good, and the doors are all more than 90 points, but what makes Yang Jun even more pleased is that his words are very neat, and he is very comfortable to look at.

Compared with Yang Qun, Yang Laosi's words are no longer black dogs looking at the stars, but there is still a certain gap between the two. ….

However, it can be seen that this practice of big characters is still very effective.

As for Yang Ling's grades, they are not very satisfactory, and most of the scores are hovering around the passing line.

However, this is also difficult for him, after all, she is only five or six years old, and it is very good for her to study the sixth grade course.

"Teacher Gao, this time has really worked hard for you, and it is all your credit that the child can have such results."

Gao Jingtao waved his hand and said, "Master led the door to practice on an individual level, and the fact that they have achieved this result is all the result of their hard work."

Yang Jun: "If there were no famous teachers to guide them, they would not have achieved this result."

Gao Jingtao: "There is no champion master, only champion apprentice."

Although he said it modestly, Yang Jun still caught a glimpse of the smug arc at the corner of his mouth.

The apprentice has good grades, and he, as a master, naturally has a sense of achievement.

"Teacher Gao, no matter what, you have contributed a lot."

Scholars are not bad at anything, but what is bad is face.

A few words of flattery made Mr. Gao happy.

"Mr. Yang, I don't dare to relax for a moment, I'm afraid I'm sorry for your salary."

Gao Jingtao felt that Yang Jun was very embarrassed to pay them and his wife, if the child's grades couldn't be improved, he really didn't have the face to stay any longer.

"Look at what you said, I know what happened to my sister, and if she really wasn't a student for reading, I wouldn't blame you."

Yang Jun knew very well what kind of virtue Yang Yu used to be.

The grades were the lowest in the school, and the scores were in the single digits.

Now to have today's results, it is beyond his imagination.

As long as her grades are maintained, she will definitely be admitted to a good university in the future.

"Mr. Yang, I'll take a leave of absence with you, there is something going on at home, I want to go back first."

Gao Jingtao said with some embarrassment: "I have already finished the class in the morning, and I will let them practice big characters in the afternoon."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Teacher Gao, if you have something to do, go and get busy, I'll come to see them practice calligraphy."

"Okay, then...... I'll go back first."

"Go back."

After speaking, Mr. Gao went back.

After Yang Jun came back after sending Teacher Gao, he found that Yang Yu and the three of them were grabbing donkey meat and burning it.

Yang Yu relied on his tall stature to raise the rest of the donkey meat high, and Yang Qun and Yang Ling jumped around on the ground in a hurry.

"Yang Laosi, are you embarrassed to grab things from your nephews and nieces?"

"Big brother, I haven't eaten yet, I'm going to eat another one."

Yang Yu is now very afraid of Yang Jun.

Since she was beaten last time, she has been beaten by Yang Jun.

Seeing Yang Jun walking towards her, he thought he was beating her, so frightened that she circled around the stone table.

"Eat less, there's something good to eat in the evening."

Yang Jun didn't chase after her, and sat directly on the stool.

beckoned and asked Yang Laosi to bring the piece of donkey meat to the fire.

Seeing this, Yang Laosi reluctantly handed over the cake.

Yang Jun broke the cake into three parts, and each person shared a little.

"Fill your stomach first, and eat a big meal in the evening."

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