Compared with the surprise and incomprehension of the other people in the cafeteria, Master Zhu and Master Mao already had plans in their hearts.

The vacant positions have been replaced.

And Su Qingfeng not only has connections, but now Sun Gong's attitude towards him is also good.

They won't offend Su Qingfeng, the new master, because of something that has already been decided.

Not to mention...... Su Qingfeng did have a brush.

From the casual conversation of several people, they also learned that Su Qingfeng had already passed the eighth-level certificate at a young age, which was even more important to be reckoned with.

Dong Laxi pulled for a while, and seeing that Su Qingfeng had finished the meal, they hesitated again and again, but still said with a red face:

"Master Su, I'm not embarrassed to say it. Our canteen used to make big rice packets. It's affordable and anti-hunger, but it doesn't taste good when we do anything......"

Su Qingfeng was stunned.

He thought something was going on.

This thing is big and big, and small and small.

For Su Qingfeng, in the era of the information explosion in the previous life, short videos of food emerged in an endless stream, and various practices were gathered on the Internet.

But now in this era, between workers and craftsmen, most of them are masters and apprentices.

When the master teaches the disciples, he will keep one hand, for fear that the disciples of the church will starve the master to death.

Not to mention the fact that it is between the two divisional factions.

He thought about it and thought of a compromise.

Then I saw him take out a small bottle from his small satchel.

"This is the sauce I used to mix the eggs, you can figure it out."

Horizontal and vertical are produced by the system, and I don't know what these people can figure out.

His generous attitude made Master Zhu and Master Mao a little embarrassed.

They came forward to ask this, and they knew that they were a little presumptuous, but the desire to improve their cooking skills finally made them shy and asked this question.

Seeing that the two of them were like treasures, they cherished the small bottle of soy sauce and planned to study it well later.

Master Mao even took the initiative to wash the lunch box, ran over, and filled a bowl full of potato and beef stew.

In the end, he also intimately closed the lid of the lunch box, for fear that the heat would run out.

Master Zhu simply helped Su Qingfeng clean up the stove.

Wei Youcai over there looked at this scene, his face was simply shocked.

He opened his mouth slightly and muttered, "For so many years, I haven't seen Master Zhu take the initiative to wipe the stove. ”

Su Qingfeng glanced at him.

There was no sound.

No wonder this kid is still a vegetable cutter after so many years.

……

The time spent in the cafeteria and feeling the smell of fireworks always passes quickly.

When Su Qingfeng was leaving, Master Mao was stunned and stuffed him with two lunch boxes, a box of potato stewed beef and a box of bean stewed rice, all of which were really good things.

On the way home, Su Qingfeng was carrying a net bag, and as soon as he walked into the village, he saw a group of old men and women, chatting under the big trees in the village.

In the middle of the crowd, there was also a black box sounding.

Su Qingfeng took a closer look, wasn't this the radio he bought in the provincial capital.

When I listened closely, I heard a familiar voice sound.

I only heard that the little old lady was holding an insole in her hand, and her mouth was not idle.

"Eh, this iron box is so noisy and shouting all day, my head is almost in the paste. My stinky boy just loves to show off. What's wrong with this money, you have to give me and his grandfather a whole one, it's not a bad money ticket. ”

A few ladies who were sewing clothes next to them twitched slightly.

This old lady of the Su family, why didn't she find out before, she talks so much, so Ai Xuan?

Isn't it great to have a radio at home?

Don't talk about it!

That's when there was a radio, and that's amazing!

Wang Guihua listened to it on the side, and the sour taste was almost skyrocketing.

Since the last time she showed off her little leather shoes, she was robbed of the limelight, and she doesn't like to wear them.

Especially when she returned home, she looked at the scratches and abrasions on her small leather shoes, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt diaphragm.

These little leather shoes...... It can't really be crossed, right?

Seeing that the little old lady was being held by everyone, treating the radio as if she were a baby, Wang Guihua was so angry that she almost didn't say anything.

Wait for her!

When the time comes, when he advances to the door, the bride price is at least eighty-eight, and it must also bring three turns and one ring.

Envy this group of long-tongued women!

Mrs. Su was talking energetically, and a voice came from the ridge over there: "Milk, are you still nagging?" Go home, go to dinner! ”

By the light, the old ladies under the tree could see that Su Qingfeng raised his hand and held a net bag in his hand.

When he shook his arm, there was a crisp sound between the two lunch boxes in the net pocket.

With a slight guess, everyone can immediately think of it, and it is probably a lunch box.

Su Qingfeng is the master chef in the town, and everyone privately acquiesces that the master can pack some unwanted meals every day.

No wonder the people of the old Su family have been getting better and better recently.

Not to mention this old lady who is walking like a fly, just talk about the granddaughter-in-law of their big house - Xiang Hongying.

When Xiang Hongying was pregnant before, she stayed at home all day, and when she occasionally came out, she also looked like a skeleton, as if she could be blown down by the wind.

But after such a period of time, she finally has a little more meat on her face, and she doesn't look so frightening.

After Mrs. Su walked to the ridge with a smile, took her grandson's hand, and went home slowly, many aunts didn't have the heart to patch their clothes.

One of them said with some envy, "This is really lucky, and I can't stop it." The old Su family used to be so depressed, for this grandson, they also provided Deng Xiaoya to study, and their lives were tight, who didn't say they were stupid at that time. ”

"After raising it for so many years, who would have thought that the fool at the beginning would still be able to sober up and become a master in the town, and there is no shortage of oil and water at home every night, and this day seems to be more and more promising."

When the lady said this, she deliberately glanced at Wang Guihua.

No matter how thick-skinned Wang Guihua is, it is inevitable that there will be a hot feeling of being burned by fire at this time.

She snorted coldly and said dryly, "Who will say anything about the future?" ”

After speaking, she felt bored, her pace quickened, and finally she walked away like Fei.

Behind her, the ladies burst out laughing.

Someone even rolled their eyes, "What about the future?" Why didn't she want to think about how the Su family used to provide Deng Xiaoya with education, and during the great famine year, she helped them a lot. Bah! That's it for the white-eyed wolf. ”

Su Qingfeng didn't know anything about what was behind him.

Maybe even if he knew, he would just laugh at it.

In his opinion, the matter of He Qianjin and Deng Xiaoya is a temporary stumbling block, but it is not necessary to spend all his time and energy on them.

He looked at the family members who couldn't help but exclaim in the face of such a rich dish after opening the lunch box, and the curvature of his mouth expanded slightly.