Zhao Juhua was in the kitchen next door.

After a while, Yi Qiushui accompanied her.

At this moment, she is relatively sober, if it weren't for someone who knows the details, she wouldn't know that she suffers from Alzheimer's disease.

As soon as he entered the house, Yang Jun said, "Sister Chrysanthemum, this morning's porridge is idle again." ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Juhua was stunned for a moment, and then apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I'll pay attention next time." ”

Yang Jun raised his hand to stop her from continuing, and continued: "Not only this morning, but yesterday afternoon, and the day before yesterday I couldn't eat at noon, so if you go on like this, let's not talk about whether you can eat or not, do you know how much food you have to waste?" ”

Seeing this, Yi Qiushui hurriedly came to Yang Jun's side, and kept stabbing his arm with his hand, signaling him not to say that.

Let's not talk about it for so many years, Zhao Juhua has been conscientious, there is no merit and hard work, besides, I can't say this in front of my two sons.

Yang Jun didn't seem to see it, and continued: "I also know that you are sick, but we have to face the reality, we can't eat that kind of meal every day, right?" ”

"You said you wasted so much food, should I deduct your money or not?"

When Zhao Juhua heard this, she was anxious.

His hands trembled incessantly, and his face had a wry smile.

"Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry, the wasted food can be deducted from my salary, but I beg you, don't fire me, Dacheng Ercheng is not living a good life now, I can't live without this job."

When Zhao Dacheng and Zhao Ercheng heard this, their eyes were red, their tiger eyes were mixed with tears, and they lowered their heads in shame.

Yi Qiushui kept stabbing Yang Jun with his hands beside him, and Yang Jun simply stood up directly and walked to Zhao Juhua with his hands behind his back.

"Sister Chrysanthemum, this is not a question of whether to deduct the money or not, do I care about that money? I just don't want to eat like that anymore. ”

"Mr. Yang, please......"

Yang Jun saw that this was almost over, so he said: "Sister Chrysanthemum, you don't think this will work out." ”

"How about you quit and let your two sons come and cook for me?"

Zhao Juhua was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Yang Jun with puzzled eyes.

Now his two sons are working as chefs in the factory canteen, how to say the treatment, not up or down, starvation and not fortune, she also considered letting her two sons take over his shift, after all, Yang Jun's salary is more than three times that of the factory. But she also knew Yang Jun's rules, and she must not let men stay in the inner house, so for this reason, she didn't open this mouth.

"Mr. Yang, are you breaking the rules for me?" Zhao Juhua asked.

"Of course you can't break the rules."

Yang Jun said: "You also know, we are going to move recently, and it just so happens that there are a few cooks in the canteen of that community, so let your son come over to help." ”

"Don't worry, I won't treat them badly, the salary is the same as yours, Sister Chrysanthemum, what do you think?"

There is a hall in the villa community, and there are swimming pools, billiard rooms, gymnasiums, etc., which are all responsible for special personnel, and there is also a canteen in the community, which specializes in cooking for people in the community.

You know, there are a lot of people who live in this community, they are very rich, and they basically don't cook by themselves, so it is necessary to have a canteen in the community, and when you don't want to cook, you can go to the canteen to eat, even if you invite guests to drink and have dinner or something, it is also very convenient.

Zhao Dacheng and Zhao Ercheng's cooking skills are still trustworthy, and they learned good cooking skills from his grandfather, who was a cook in the State Guesthouse, and the meals they cooked were not far behind.

"Mr. Yang, thank you!"

When Zhao Juhua heard this, she burst into tears and smiled, and bowed deeply to Yang Jun.

When Zhao Dacheng and Zhao Ercheng heard this, they hurriedly thanked them in unison.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang."

A few people understood why Yang Jun was embarrassed by Zhao Juhua just now, just to let Zhao Juhua retreat, in addition, he is also a nostalgic person, and he did not treat Zhao Juhua badly, and also found a good livelihood for her two sons, you must know that Yang Junkai's salary is not low, almost three times that of the factory, follow Yang Jun, she will never have to worry about her two sons in the future.

"Okay, okay, it's all your own family, don't be so polite."

Yang Jun said: "You two can go and resign first, we will move in these two days, and then you can go directly to work over there." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Yang."

Zhao Dacheng and Zhao Ercheng bowed again.

"Oh, by the way, you are a chef, you know a lot of people, help me pay attention, if there is a female chef with good cooking skills, if there is, help me dig it up, the salary...... Same with you. Yang Jun said.

The two listened and said in unison,

"Wei Jing!"

After the two finished speaking, they looked at each other and smiled.

Zhao Dacheng said: "Our brothers thought of going together. ”

After speaking, he turned back to Yang Jun and said, "Uncle Yang, this Wei Jing's cooking skills are really amazing, and the food he makes is even better than my grandfather's cooking, but it's ......."

After speaking, he said with a sad face: "But now he is a first-class chef in the State Guesthouse, so he may not give up such a good treatment to cook for Uncle Yang." ”

Hearing this, Yang Jun nodded.

Zhao Dacheng was telling the truth.

In these years, the concept of iron rice bowl is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, no one is willing to give up the iron rice bowl and work for private people, not to mention, the treatment of the first-class chef of the State Guesthouse is not low, as far as Yang Jun knows, the treatment of the first-class chef seems to be more than ninety yuan, and the eighth-level craftsman is about the same.

"That's it, you brothers bother, no matter what the price, you must dig this Wei Jing for me. The salary is 200 yuan for the time being, and if it doesn't work, you can increase it again. Yang Jun said.

In these years, there are too few female chefs, basically all of them are men, and it is difficult to find a private female chef like Yang Jun.

Although Zhao Juhua's cooking skills are good, she can't continue to work when she is sick, as for Miao Juan, she is now a chef at Nalan Qingmeng, and she can't be transferred.

Once Zhao Juhua resigned, then only Ma Xiangxiu and Kuhe were left in the family, since Yang Anguo invested in the distillery and made money, Ma Xiangxiu resigned to be a full-time wife at home, and only Kuhe was left, and Kuhe went to her daughter's house to bring her grandson after her daughter Xiaoduo got married, and now there is no one to cook at home.

Zhao Dacheng and Zhao Ercheng were shocked when they heard this.

The salary of 200 yuan a month is simply sky-high, even the eighth-level workers in the factory can't get this salary, however, they are envious, but they can't replace Wei Jing, because Yang Jun is not allowed to have men in the house, however, they can get more than 100 yuan a month is considered a high salary, Yang Jun is very generous, they are very grateful.

"Uncle Yang, don't worry, our brother will definitely help you dig Wei Jing over." The two said in unison.

"Good, good."

Yang Jun responded a few times, and then turned back to Zhao Juhua and said: "Sister Chrysanthemum, it's not terrible to be sick, let's treat it, no matter what, we all have a ten-year fate, so let's do it, after you retire, you can still get a pension of 1,000 yuan from me every year, what do you think?" ”

When Zhao Juhua heard this, she hurriedly excused herself and said: "No, no, how can there be any reason not to work and get money." ”

Yang Jun smiled: "Why not, the workers retire and have pensions, although I am not a factory here, but we must have some of them." ”

"Mr. Yang......"

"Okay, that's it, I'll get a pension from me every month in the future."

Seeing this, Yi Qiushui hurriedly persuaded: "Sister Chrysanthemum, don't shirk it, this is a little bit of our mind." ”

Zhao Juhua looked at them gratefully with tears on her face.

"Mr. Yang, Madam, I ...... I don't even know how to thank you enough. ”

"What is there to be grateful for, you deserve it." Iqiu waterway.

Hearing this, Yang Jun sighed deeply.

State-owned enterprises and private enterprises are different, in this era, there are very few people who can get retirement wages, especially at the turn of the eighties and nineties, 99% of state-owned enterprises are facing enterprise reform, merger, bankruptcy, many workers have not been able to survive until retirement and are unemployed, so they can not expect any retirement wages, many workers are laid off, make their own living, and live desperately every day, not to mention what to mention to enjoy the happiness.

Zhao Juhua is very grateful to Yang Jun, not only let her retire with dignity, but also solve her son's worries, and now let her have a retirement salary every year, her life is complete.

"Okay, Sister Chrysanthemum, pack up your things today and go home with your son, and enjoy Qingfu at home in the future." Yang Jundao.

"That'...... So who's going to cook for you these days? Zhao Juhua asked anxiously.

When Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui heard this, they glanced at each other, and there was a trace of emotion in their eyes.

is worthy of being a person who gets along day and night, and before leaving, he was still thinking about their meal.

The two of them felt more and more that no matter how much they took care of Zhao Juhua, they couldn't take too much of it.

"Sister Chrysanthemum, you can go back with confidence, we won't starve to death, my husband doesn't have to be bad for you to cook." Yi Qiushui took Zhao Juhua's arm and said.

When Yang Jun heard this, he had a black line.

originally belonged to his lines, but Yi Qiushui took the lead.

"Mr. Yang, can you?"

Faced with Zhao Juhua's question, Yang Jun could only bite the bullet and say, "Of course you can." ”

"Sister Chrysanthemum, let me tell you, the food I cook is much better than yours."

As soon as the words fell, several people burst out laughing.

Yang Jun is a master who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers, it's okay to let him eat, and it's better to let him cook than to ascend to the sky.

"Mr. Yang, why don't I ask Dacheng to come over and cook for you in the next two days?" Zhao Ju flower road.

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "No need, you can go back with confidence, can our family still starve to death?" ”

"Cheng, since you have said so, then I am relieved, and if necessary, feel free to notify me."

Subsequently, Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui personally sent Zhao Juhua to the door.

After their mother left, Yi Qiushui and Yang Jun looked at each other.

Then, Yi Qiushui suddenly said, "What's that...... I still have something to do in my unit, so I'll leave it to you first, and I'll leave the matter of dinner to you. ”

After speaking, regardless of Yang Jun's resentful eyes, he and Sun Zhaodi jumped into the car and disappeared.

After Yi Qiushui left, Yang Jun went back to the courtyard alone.

Locked the gate behind his back, and went to the backyard alone.

Now the family is completely quiet, everyone is gone, and he is the only one left.

In the middle, Yang Huai, the fifth child, went home, but was scolded by him and ran away.

As for Wang Yuying, Yang Liu gave birth to another child, and she went to take care of the confinement child.

Yang Jun had nothing to do in the backyard, read a spare book for a while, and then fell asleep unconsciously, and when he woke up, he looked at the time, and it was almost time to get off work.

So, I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and then went to the front yard in good spirits.

"Big brother, open the door for me, I'm hungry."

Yang Huai knocked weakly on the door outside.

When Yang Jun heard this, he was angry.

This bastard boy has nothing to do all day, and when he is full, he goes outside to make trouble, and when he finishes his trouble, he goes home to eat, a proper rice worm.

However, today, fortunately, this guy didn't cause trouble outside, otherwise, he would not be the only one who came back after him.

Yang Jun just wanted to open the door for him, and suddenly thought of something.

"You wait outside for a while, I still have two dishes that haven't been fried."

"Big brother, you're all at the door, and you can't delay your stir-fry when you open the door."

Yang Huai saw through the crack in the door that Yang Jun had arrived at the gate, his little eyes were rolling around, and his two hands were knocking on the door rhythmically.

"Tell you to wait a minute, where is all this nonsense?"

Yang Jun reprimanded him, then turned around and went to the kitchen.

Come to the kitchen, put the things on the table aside, and then sit on the chair next to you.

With the eyes closed, the person's consciousness has entered the space.

It had been a long time since he had taken food out of the space, and he had forgotten where the food had been placed.

It took a while to rummage through a pile of ingredients to find a prepared meal.

He remembered that these meals were all made and copied in the space ten years ago, but he didn't expect that ten years later, these meals were still steaming as if they had just come out of the pot.

He first took out a stack of attractively colored lion heads.

The lion's head was still steaming, and he pinched one with his hand and put it in his mouth.

"Well, it still smells like that."

Yang Jun sighed, the space function is really powerful, I thought it would have expired after such a long time, but I didn't expect it to be like it just came out of the pot.

He stuffed the remaining half of the lion's head into his mouth, and then with a thought, he took out another saliva chicken, then boiling water cabbage, sauced beef, Dongpo meat, Buddha jumping over the wall, pine nut corn, quail Wuxian, Wensi tofu, anchovy shrimp balls, red oil bullfrog, Fu vegetable meat balls, sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour loin, roast goose, roast duck, squirrel mandarin fish, golden and jade full hall, scallion oil chicken, West Lake vinegar fish, Hangzhou beef tenderloin, vinegared cabbage, shredded taro, egg yolk tofu, white cut chicken, white peony base shrimp, grunt meat, steamed sea bass, saltwater shrimp, nine turns of large intestine, Four happiness meatballs, braised eggplant in oil......

"Wocao, careless."

Yang Jun exclaimed.

Looking at the dozens of dishes on the table, he was in a trance.

I rummaged through the space just now and found that there were a lot of delicious dishes, but I didn't expect to take out so many at once, the whole table couldn't be placed, and there were more than a dozen dishes still on the ground.

Yang Jun wanted to take some back, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it.

So, he got up and brought up the dishes on the floor and put them on the table next to him, and then took out a jar of top daughter red from the space.

After doing this, he looked at the delicacies on the table, nodded with satisfaction, and then went to open the door for the fifth child.

As soon as the door opened, I saw that Yang Yu, Yangmei and Yi Qiushui had already returned.

"Big brother, are you going to starve me to death?"

Yang Huai sat on the steps at the door, looking hungry and weak.

"Starve to death you count the ball." Yang Jun didn't have a good airway.

When Yang Huai heard this, he immediately wrinkled and cried.

"Big brother, you weren't like this."

"Ever since you had a son, you don't care about me anymore."

When Yang Jun heard this, he snorted coldly, ignored him, and then turned back.

When everyone saw this, they entered their homes one after another.

Seeing that Yang Huai was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up, Yang Yu sighed and patted Yang Huai's shoulder.

"Fifth brother, they are all such big people, why haven't they recognized the reality yet, Boss Yang is no longer the Boss Yang of the past, we are just his younger brothers and sisters, not his son, why do people love you for a lifetime?"

"Fourth sister, you're not married, you haven't changed, have you?" Yang Huai hugged her leg and said coquettishly.

Yang Yu's expression changed when he heard this: "No, no, no, I have also changed, and the change is greater than that of Boss Yang." ”

With such a thing as Yang Huai on the stall, no one can resist it.

Yang Yu didn't want to be entangled by this younger brother, so he hurriedly shook him off and walked inside.

"Fourth sister, why have even you changed?"

Yang Huai sat on the ground, wanting to cry without tears.

At present, almost everyone in this family does not want to see him, and even his mother Wang Yuying sighs when she sees him.

"It's not us who have changed, it's you who have changed." Yang Yutou didn't reply.

……

At the dinner table, everyone looked at the table full of sumptuous dishes in shock, and they didn't dare to move their chopsticks.

"Brother, are all the dishes on this table prepared by you?" Yangmei swallowed.

Yang Jun poured the wine and said, "It's not me, can it be the snail girl?" ”

"Brother, you're too good." Yang Yu said with a thumbs up.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "Don't pat yourself on the back, do you think I didn't hear the bad things about me just now when I was talking badly about me behind my back?" ”

"Brother, you must have heard it wrong, just now I and Lao Wu praised you behind your back." Yang Laosi denied it seriously.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes when he heard this.

If it weren't for the fear of being called too wicked, he would have exposed their old roots.

Everyone was full of wine, and Yang Jun held the wine glass and said,

"Our mother is not at home, I am the biggest here, I will say a few words."

Yang Jun paused, and then said: "The new house has been renovated, and we can move in from tomorrow. ”

"However, there is no urgency in this matter, and we will gather all the people for a meeting tomorrow night."

As soon as Yang Jun's words fell, he heard Yang Huai say: "Big brother, can you still eat such a table of dishes tomorrow night." ”

The meal was so sumptuous, and it was the first time they had seen such a sumptuous dish, and there were all kinds of dishes on the table, and there were dishes from all factions, which they had never heard of.

"You know how to eat?" Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think the snail girl is very idle?" ”

"Haha!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and Yang Laosi cared for Yang Huai with idiot eyes.

Yang Jun glared at him, and then said: "What about you, prepare for the next two days, pack up what should be packed, pack up what should be packed, and start moving after tomorrow." ”

"Got it, big brother."

Everyone said in unison.

"Come on, let's do it."

Yang Jun roared, and everyone began to move their chopsticks.

"Hey, hey, Yang Laosi, you are also the director of the rolling mill, can you be a little bit of a look?"

"Meizi, pay attention, your ladylike image."

"Qiushui, and you, saliva is flowing out."

“……”

A sumptuous dinner made these people reveal their true form, eating or not, sitting or sitting, and the family simply stood up with a bowl and ate the mobile meal.

"Old five, leave me one for Sixi Pills."

"Meizi, it's too much, the roast duck is all your saliva, how can others eat it?"

“……”

Everyone rushed to eat, almost no one spoke the whole time, and the restaurant was full of the sound of bars.

The old god Yang Jun was sitting there, drinking a little wine without a sip, so many meals, he didn't believe that they could eat a little left?

It's no wonder that they rush to eat, after all, these meals are made by the first-class chef of the State Guesthouse, and ordinary people have never tasted it at all, even the bayberry with a good life They also rush to eat it.

Yang Jun watched the scene of his brothers and sisters fighting, and his face was full of warm smiles.

If it weren't for the loess and white bones, he would have guarded this family for a hundred years.

……

Early the next morning.

Yang Jun was exercising in the morning, and a guest came to the door.

The person who came was Zhao Dacheng, and he was followed by a twenty-one-twelve-year-old girl.

"Uncle Yang, it's early."

Zhao Dacheng was carrying a bag of fruit in his hand, crossed his hands, and stood in place to greet Yang Jun respectfully.

"Dacheng, it's early."

Yang Jun stopped training, walked over, and pointed to the heroic little girl behind him.

"Who is this?"

"Oh, Uncle Yang, let me introduce you to ......"

Before Zhao Dacheng could finish speaking, the little girl behind him took the initiative to step forward and stretched out her hand with a smile.

"Hello, big leader, my name is Wei Jing, the first-class chef of the Chinese restaurant in the National Soldier Pavilion, please take care of me."

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this.

"Oh, so you're Wei Jing."

"Long admiration, long admiration."

Yang Jun hurriedly shook hands with her.

"Oh, the big leader has heard of me?"

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

It was originally a polite remark, but I didn't expect this Wei Jing to take it seriously.

However, he quite likes this little girl's cool personality.

No pretentiousness, no hypocrisy, just say whatever you want.

It's good to get along with such a person, and it's also very happy.

Yang Jun smiled: "If I want to say that this is a polite sentence, will you be unhappy?" ”

When Wei Jing heard this, her red lips pursed slightly.

"Definitely, I didn't expect the big leader to be a bad person."

Seeing her like this, Yang Jun suddenly laughed: "Haha, I'm kidding you, the Dacheng brothers praised your cooking skills in front of me, saying that you are a heroine, and you are one of the best in the State Guesthouse. ”

"Really?"

Wei Jing jumped up happily, and then patted Zhao Dacheng on the shoulder: "Dude, I didn't expect that in your mind, my position is not low." ”

Zhao Dacheng smiled bitterly and stood there with an embarrassed expression.

He was just illiterate, and Yang Jun's boastful words were not what he said at all.

However, in front of Yang Jun, he couldn't deny that he hadn't said this, wouldn't that make Yang Jun unable to come to power?

"Yes, yes, otherwise I wouldn't have recommended you to Uncle Yang, wouldn't I?"

"Dude, thanks."

Wei Jing said with a big grin: "No matter whether this thing can be done today or not, I will invite you to eat Yangchun noodles when I go back." ”