Chapter 1214 Don’t You Like It?

Chapter 1214 1214. Don’t you like it?

Just smelling the aroma, everyone was already dizzy, and no one cared about the three or five slices of meat.

At this moment, he could only nod his head, and even Chen Yuan kept swallowing his saliva. While waiting for Qiao Qiao to get rice noodles, he didn't even dare to say anything.

The driver on the side was honestly at the end of the queue, drooling and not daring to move forward. He thought that if he could catch such a meal today, it would be enough for him to continue playing for another three to five years!

Just smell the aroma!

Everyone in Yuncheng is a gourmet, and they gather wherever the food is delicious!

But he has traveled all over the world, and he has never come across such delicacies - is it a domestic offering?

This must be the legendary internal confession, right? !

God! No wonder so many people are taking the civil service exam. It turns out they are able to get along and eat so well!

He was holding the bowl and standing on tiptoe, looking as eager as if he were begging for food.

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It has to be said that although Qiao Qiao is young, if she wants to attract people, she can naturally find the most suitable one!

In the morning of winter, when everyone is running back and forth, it is the time when we are tired, nervous, not accustomed to the acclimatization, and may not have a good appetite.

He took out this bowl of rice noodles, whether it was spicy and delicious rice noodles or sour rice noodles, the best rice noodles ground from his own rice, with the same good side dishes, as well as the delicious fried eggs and meat slices...

When Chen Yuan came to his senses, the bowl full of rice noodles had been scooped out. He raked the soup with his chopsticks and scooped it out. When only a few chopped green onions were left, he finally realized -

This is the first meal at the boss's house.

After eating his first meal, he looked so greedy. He didn't dare to think about what others thought of him?

Look at the colleagues around me, okay? They are all holding bowls and they look a little confused.

Chen Yuan gritted his teeth and decided to put down his chopsticks——

"There are also steamed buns here, why don't you eat two? The ones stuffed with radish and lard are so delicious!" Qiao Qiao came over and looked at everyone curiously.

He was really curious. After all, no one who came to his home for dinner only ate one bowl per meal.

However, his ordinary question made Chen Yuan struggle painfully.

It’s just steamed buns, I can eat two more. But he just finished the big bowl of rice noodles in such a hurry. If he continues to eat more and can't hold it back, will he look like a slut?

Wouldn't this disgrace Xiao Du and the others?

Look around again, everyone is holding empty bowls, their speed is the same as what they have practiced for many years, and their expressions are similar to those of struggle.

The balance in his heart swayed hard.

And Qiao Qiao is still asking: "Don't you want to drink porridge too? The fragrant rice porridge is really sweet and warm."

As he spoke, he stirred the thick white porridge in the pot with a big spoon.

Chen Yuan:......

The balance in my heart finally fell to the ground with a clang. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll eat some more."

Only then did Qiao Qiao laugh: "Okay! I made these myself. I saw that you all only ate one bowl, so I thought you didn't like them."

dislike? ! !

No no no, impossible! Chen Yuan shook his head, stretched the bowl to the edge of the pot, and scooped out another chopstick of rice noodles.

This rice noodle soup is also really appetizing!

Eat a little more!

Wulan also looked over, fearing that the young man would be too thin-skinned to be able to eat his fill, so he quickly urged:

"Eat them all, open them up and eat them! Eat more! This meal will make you full!"

"Okay, okay! You must be full!" It was the driver on the side who said this.

He looked at the young guys in front of him who were all silent (because they had eaten too much and were too aggressive, and felt a little embarrassed to speak), and he responded very quickly at this moment.

He was holding a bowl of rice noodle soup in one hand and drinking it in a daze, and grabbing a big bun with the other hand. His mouth was full of oil after eating.

What a pity! He has never enjoyed such a blessing in his life.

Delicious, really delicious!

In such a low-key village, with such a low-key family, if he hadn't taken this business by chance, he might never have known the taste of good food in his life!

No wonder rich people pay millions for any dish they eat. It must taste like this!

Definitely is!

If he had money, he would eat too!

In just one meal, the driver's thoughts crossed from politics to business, creating an unforgettable experience.

After the meal was finished, and watching him drive away reluctantly, Chen Yuan immediately stood up: "Let's go help clean up the kitchen."

"No, no, no!" Ulan waved his hands repeatedly:

"This is not your job! You just came here and you are already tired. Can you take a rest?"

Aunt Lianhua went to a relative's house today to hold a funeral and give gifts. So I have to wait until tomorrow to get to work. But even so, there are so many people in the family, and everyone will wash and wash together, so they won't be too tired.

Who knew that just as she said this, she saw Chen Yuan leading everyone into the kitchen.

I can't move without moving, I'm really worried!

Everyone knows how much they want to eat, and now they have eaten so much all morning that if they don't speed up their consumption, they won't be able to walk.

Although it was too stretched to be suitable for work, it was better than standing there and digesting it stupidly.

Everyone has a clear division of labor and cooperates tacitly. Those who collect the dishes collect the dishes, those who wash the dishes wash the dishes, and those who tidy up the stove... Some people even tidied away the scattered firewood.

There was someone nearby who quickly found a disposable rag and stood by the stove waiting to wipe the dishes.

More than 20 young men, up and down, inside and out, in less than half an hour, the whole kitchen was shoveled clean.

The kitchen is usually clean enough, and Uncle Qi is quite particular about this. But now, it looks like a deep cleaning!

The firewood piled in the corner was neatly arranged again, and the little spider that just poked its head out in the corner of the high beam has now lost even its last strand of silk.

When it comes to work, it really has the essence of several relatives around Xiao Zhu's grandfather!

Wu Lan and others stared at the sparkling kitchen in front of them with wide eyes, then looked at the young men who were rubbing their hands seriously by the sink, their mouths opened and closed, and they didn't know what to say.

After a while, Song Tan finally responded:

"Everyone has a lot of luggage, and it's tiring to travel all the way...Mom, why don't you take them to the dormitory on the mountain to settle down first?"

"I'll tell you the specific work content after lunch."

If they stay in the yard, the yard will probably be cleaned up soon.

It would be good to have someone to help clean up, but these people came from other places, and it seems that some of them arrived at the station early this morning.

It's not her style to use people like this.

"Okay, okay!"

These guys are too diligent. They started to look at the yard and the living room again. Wulan still felt a little psychologically stressed. At this moment, she nodded repeatedly and rode the tricycle smoothly.

"Come, put your suitcases here."

At the same time, he called out to Song Sancheng: "Hurry up, ride your bike to pull them up. Tantan, you drive too, otherwise we can't pull them up."

Everyone got on the three-wheeled vehicles, one red and one dark blue, in silence, and then looked at the pickup truck. At this moment, their expressions were quite serious.

On the other hand, Wulan was riding a bike, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face, and he cried out "Ouch":

"The dormitory has air conditioning, but air conditioning is not as comfortable as the furnace room in our countryside. You just arrived here and don't have much to do. You can go up and down the mountain to warm up the fire and chat when you have nothing to do. Don't be shy!"

"Okay." Everyone answered obediently.

The young men who used to be like little poplars now squatted in the back pockets of the tricycles quietly listening to orders, and they actually looked more like mushrooms.

Fortunately, the back mountain was not far away, and the tricycle arrived after riding for a while.

As soon as Song Tan stopped the car, he was called over by Yan Ran, who lived in a single dormitory on the hillside next door.

The rest of the people were led by Wu Lan. At this moment, they looked up and saw several white buildings clustered together on the top of the mountain, with high walls and gates outside.

"This is our processing plant. We usually make some chili sauce and the like. Our chili is too spicy. If we cut it by hand, it won't stand it. We still have to use machines."

"This place on the left is the canteen. We eat three meals a day here, and there are supper at night."

Master Jiang was sitting at the door of the kitchen peeling radishes. While peeling, he stuffed a piece into his mouth. After chewing, his brows relaxed.

Seeing Wu Lan, he just asked:

"Is this radish the quality of the ones in the village?"

"Yes!" Wu Lan laughed: "A few days ago, several families in the village who grew radishes and cabbages sent them over, saying that they were specially kept. I thought that since it's New Year's Day, we should all have a good meal together, so I brought it over."

"Okay, okay!"

Master Jiang's brows relaxed: "We have to eat it quickly, otherwise the radishes will easily become rotten when the weather gets warmer... Is this the new security guard?"

He looked at this group of energetic young men and asked more enthusiastically: "Should we have braised pork belly with radish or braised pork for lunch?"

The meal had just been digested a little bit, and now he asked this fatal question...

Everyone looked at each other: "Hello, Master Jiang, we will eat whatever you cook, we are not picky."

"Okay, okay!" Master Jiang smiled: "Don't worry, anything is fine! Wait - by the way," he suddenly asked with experience: "We just had breakfast at Old Song's house, right?"

Seeing everyone nod, he then asked considerately: "Then should we wait until one o'clock for lunch?"

Can it be like this?

Everyone looked at Wu Lan.

Wu Lan was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was no work now anyway, you can eat whenever you want! Could it be that hiring someone to come here will make you poor because of eating?

She is not the kind of person who cares about how many grains of rice she has used.

So at this moment, he nodded blankly: "Whatever time you want to eat, isn't this what Master Jiang decided?"

Chen Yuan was overjoyed, thanked Wu Lan at this moment, and looked at Master Jiang seriously:

"Thank you very much!"

Master Jiang smiled and sighed: "It's okay, I've eaten it all, I've been full... Forget it, I'll make you a hawthorn soup at noon to whet your appetite and aid digestion!"

The chefs working here are so considerate!

With this understanding, everyone carried their luggage, thinking about all kinds of things they had secretly speculated in the past few days, but it was different from the scene they thought of.

To be honest, everyone was still relieved.

After all, people who have experienced it know how arduous the real security task is. If they were physically healthy, it would be fine, but now, everyone is afraid that they can't bear this responsibility.

Now it seems to be just an ordinary farmhouse, from the host to the chef, they are all warm and considerate, which is good.

Wu Lan led them to the building on the left side of the factory: "This is the men's dormitory. The door to the women's dormitory opposite is locked. Men are not allowed to enter."

Although there are only Zhai Xiaofeng and her daughter in the room, the rules must be made clear in advance.

The people following Wu Lan nodded and took note of it together.

Song Sancheng also followed and took out the key at this moment: "I will arrange for you to stay on the first floor. There are several spacious rooms here, which are just right for you."

There are no elevators in the buildings here. Many of them have inconvenient legs and feet, and it is not easy to climb up and down. Therefore, the twenty-three people and six dormitories are all connected on the first floor.

Opening the door, you will see a spacious four-person room.

It is really spacious, with four bunk beds, the upper bunk has a cabinet, and the lower bunk is used for sleeping.

Each bunk is separated by a combination cabinet. There is a bathroom and toilet in the room, as well as an air conditioner.

Although the sparrow is small, it has everything.

What's more, these dormitories are really larger than other dormitories. Chen Yuan and others are already quite satisfied!

They have lived in this environment for many years. Although they don't like it very much now, there is absolutely no pressure to adapt again.

Especially, when the conditions here are obviously much more comfortable. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to thank Wulan and Song Sancheng.

Song Sancheng handed over all the keys: "There are only four keys to each room, you can choose the room yourself."

Facing this group of unfamiliar young men, he spoke much less and was a little reserved at this moment. After thinking for a while, he said:

"In fact, although our village is a little remote, there is basically nothing to do and it is quite peaceful."

"I invite you to come here. To be honest, I don't think there will be any big prospects, but there is just one thing, we eat well and sleep well here, anyway, you will know after working for a while."

He didn't say this empty words. So many people came and went in his house, and everyone said that they slept very well here.

Song Sancheng is so old, he thinks that being able to sleep well is also a very important thing.

It's rare to say such sincere words at this moment, so that everyone doesn't know how to respond.

Chen Yuan laughed: "Uncle, you are too polite. In my current state, I have not thought about any future. I am satisfied with a good job."

"Yes." Everyone agreed.

In fact, in their current state, if they must work, the city can find a way to arrange it. But...

How to say it? Sometimes being far away from home is not necessarily a bad thing.

In particular, not all parents and relatives are like Chen Yuan's parents, who are full of their children's pain.

Some of them left with their families reluctant to leave, and some dragged their luggage by themselves, and they may only have a few hundred yuan left.

Two in one! I did too many things today! Too many! Good night!

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