Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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"Do you want to invite your colleagues to eat? There is still a lot of rice, and it won't taste good when it cools down." Master Yu volunteered.

"Is it okay?" Yang Rui still remembered the rules Academician Zhu said before. In fact, it is understandable that Master Yu is no longer in his prime, and if he is required to fix the dishes of multiple people every day, the workload will be too great.

Yu Xianyao also only opened a mouth, and said with a smile: "Today, I cook rice, and I have to make a lot of it, which is a special case. In the future, there will be simple meals, and you can occasionally find one or two people to taste them."

"That's great." Yang Rui slapped his thigh and said, "Use the rest as a reward."

This time it was Yu Xianyao's turn not to understand, and asked, "What's the reward?"

"How can I eat such a delicious thing for no reason? There must be a threshold." Yang Rui first picked up a chopstick-sized chopsticks for himself, thinking while eating, and then said: "It's still based on the progress of the project to distinguish Well, it's settled."

Although he didn't understand what he was talking about, Yu Xianyao nodded first.

Anyway, he has already finished lunch today, so he doesn't care how to distribute it.

"The next bowl, I want to eat lard." Yang Rui happily ate the last grain of rice in the bowl, and was swept into the laboratory like a gust of wind. Half a minute later, he was swept back like a gust of wind.

Yu Xianyao and his disciples and grandchildren seemed to be watching ants digging holes, but they didn't care about how and why ants dug holes. They didn't care why Yang Rui was so hot.

Although they have come to the ion channel laboratory several times, they still haven't figured out what the ion channel laboratory is researching, and what is Yang Rui's work. In contrast, Yang Rui's current performance is obviously not as good as that of the laboratory itself. strangeness.

In order to accommodate more people to sit down, a corner of the restaurant was requisitioned and moved closer to the stove, but it was still relatively empty.

Seeing the young man helping to set the table, Yang Rui patted his forehead, walked over and said, "Look at my memory, Yu Liquan, are you the grandson of Master Yu?"

"Yes." The young man looked obedient and stood with his hands tied, obviously trained.

Yang Rui nodded and asked, "Is it your little uncle who lit the fire?"

"right,

Master Ye is my grandfather's closed disciple. "

"Closed disciples should focus on training. Let your uncle do the hard work, and you can do the easy ones yourself."

"Keeping a fire is a big job, and I'm not qualified to do it." Yu Liquan looked aggrieved, and said, "Cooking rice, pounding rice and lighting a fire are all big jobs, and it's not my turn to do it."

"Yes, I was wrong. Every other line is like a mountain." Yang Rui scratched his head and said with a smile, "Please call your little uncle out, I have something to say."

Yu Liquan was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Director Yang, did I do something wrong?"

"no."

"Did my little uncle do something wrong?" Yu Liquan became more nervous, and said, "Director Yang, please criticize him lightly. My little uncle is very strong. If I go out to work with my grandfather, I will make a mistake..."

"He's not wrong, what did I criticize him for?" Yang Rui waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and ask someone to go, I'm still waiting to eat lard bibimbap, don't waste your time, the lard will congeal soon .”

"Grandpa said that we will make lard after you are seated."

"Go, it's even worse when the rice is cold." Yang Rui missed the rice milk that popped out even more.

"Grandpa put a small fire under the rice, and it will be more delicious when it is stuffed."

"are you going?"

Yang Rui stared angrily.

After a while, Ye Yuanjia walked over wiping his hands.

Ye Yuanjia's name is a bit similar to Huo Yuanjia, which has made him famous in the past year. Since the end of 1984, when CCTV started broadcasting "Huo Yuanjia", anyone who has seen him can remember to call out Ye Yuanjia’s name, and the funny one, would fight a set of Mizong Fist in front of Ye Yuanjia—of course it was created by myself. In this era, there is a figure practicing Mizong Fist beside every well, The types of Mizong Quan that Ye Yuanjia has seen have long surpassed the types of pigs he has seen.

"Mr. Yang." Ye Yuanjia had contact with many southern guests, and he was used to this address. There are officials and directors everywhere in the capital, and it is quite popular to address people as Mister. Of course, his cooking skills are always the most popular.

"Master Ye, you have worked hard today." Yang Rui smiled politely.

"It's nothing hard. The cook is hardworking. If this work is hard, this job will not last." Ye Yuanjia looked calm.

"I called you here. I have nothing else to do. I just want to thank you for the fact that everyone has come to the lab to be busy in the past few days." Yang Rui said, pulling out a red envelope from his back pocket and putting it on the table .

Ye Yuanjia was surprised, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang, there is no need for this. We came here because of the arrangement of the bureau, and it is not a private act."

All ministries, commissions, central enterprises, and other agencies have or have similar agencies that either provide an overview of logistics or manage them separately. Until the 1990s, there were many service agencies and individuals that belonged to various organizations.

In some large government units, there are not only chefs, but also barbers, masseuses, and back rubs... At this time when everyone wants to work in public office, the traditional service industry has also been deformed.

However, in this era, those who can continue to persist in the service industry are either those who really love cooking, haircuts, and back rubs, or they are stepfathers. In terms of work skills, they are not weak of.

Yang Rui naturally knew that Ye Yuanjia came here because of an arrangement, but he still shrugged and said, "I just wanted to invite Master Yu. Although you were brought here by Master Yu, after all, you spent a lot of time here. It's not my style to work for nothing, this is a small compensation, you just accept it."

"Then how..."

"Has Master Ye ever worked as a chef for an international hotel?" Yang Rui interrupted the other party's humility.

Ye Yuanjia said proudly: "Of course I did."

The international hotel here is not a small second floor that can be opened with the name of "La Zhaizi Township International Hotel". In the 1980s, all international hotels were foreign-related hotels, and their grades were higher, often with facilities similar to those of foreign hotels. hardware. To be invited by such a hotel to do one or two dinners is a very impressive thing.

Yang Rui nodded and said: "Since you have stayed in an international hotel, you should know that many foreigners give tips. This red envelope is my tip for you, is that okay?"

"You're not a foreigner..."

"Okay, take it, I'm richer than most foreigners." Although the milestones of deferiprone have not been fulfilled, Yang Rui's net worth is tens of millions of dollars, and he is indeed richer than most foreigners .

Before Ye Yuanjia continued to push back, Yang Rui waved his hand and said, "I'm short on time, and I don't have time to come and go to stuff money, you just take it obediently, and in addition, share it with your children and nephews, Don't swallow it by yourself."

When he said this, Ye Yuanjia couldn't refuse anymore, so he had to express his gratitude.

Yang Rui ignored him, went into the operating room on his own, sat in front of Master Yu, and continued to stare at him as he refined lard.

Delicious lard is refined from lard. In another ten or twenty years, no one will buy lard. In the era when pork belly can be sold for 13 or 4 yuan, and ribs can be sold for 17 or 18 yuan, Pork suet only costs about three yuan. If you buy a lot at one time, butchers are very willing to clear these extremely illiquid assets.

But in the 1980s, pork suet was a god-level product. Its price was more expensive than pork, of course it was much more expensive than ribs, and it was much more expensive than pork belly or lean meat.

Pure fat pig suet, without a trace of lean meat, its biggest use is oil refining, and can provide a special taste of oil residue.

Yu Xianyao had already prepared the iron pot, and when he saw Yang Rui coming in, he immediately slipped the fried dough sticks he had prepared, and said, "It takes a little longer to boil the lard, it tastes better, just wait a moment."

As he said that, Yu Xianyao stared at the iron pot.

After a while, Xu Zhengping, Fan Zhenlong, Su Xiankai and others all ran out.

A table of people surrounded a pot of rice, full of doubts.

"Two bowls per person, not too much." Yang Rui said calmly.

"Dried rice?" Su Xiankai asked strangely.

"You can pour soy sauce or lard." Yu Xianyao replied.

Gu Qiang frowned and said, "Is this a ceremony?"

"Of course not." Yang Rui glared at him, and said, "Have you seen any ceremony where rice is eaten?"

"I love noodles, and I can't eat two bowls of rice." Gu Qiang said honestly, "I can't eat a single bite without food."

Yang Rui gave him a disdainful look, and said, "Do you think rice is the same as rice? Just let a bowl come out if you don't want it."

"I will give it up. I will give up both bowls." Gu Qiang moved quickly.

Yang Rui sneered twice, took a bowl over, and said: "Let me have a bowl, don't say I didn't warn you, it will cost a lot to take this bowl back."

"Anyway, I don't like to eat, whoever likes to eat will eat."

"En." Yang Rui didn't say much, and motioned to Ye Yuanjia, then straightened his posture and looked at Yu Xianyao.

"Wait a little longer, the lard boiled over a low fire tastes better and has a better color." Yu Xianyao looked at the others and said, "If you choose soy sauce, eat it while it's hot..."

"Which ones choose soy sauce?" Ye Yuanjia stood up, holding a soy sauce bottle, like a perverted version of Guanyin.

Xu Zhengping and Wang Sisheng asked for soy sauce, Su Fan thought about it and ordered soy sauce too.

The three picked up the bowl suspiciously, and moved their chopsticks under the gaze of the others.

At the first sip, they still cared a little about the eyes of the people around them, but from the second sip, the expressions of several people changed completely.

For a moment, Gu Qiang seemed to realize something unusual.

"Do you want lard for the rest?" Yu Xianyao asked kindly.

"We also want to." Xu Zhengping, Wang Sisheng and Su Fan all raised their bowls, their voices were a little muffled because of the rice in their mouths.

Yu Xianyao laughed twice, and said: "Okay, everyone has it. The lard I boiled is specially selected. It is all farm pigs that are more than two years old. The feed sold on the market now feeds pigs that are big or small. Fast, it's quite fat, but too fast, the taste is too weak..."

As he spoke, he poured the boiled clear lard directly on the rice.

For each bowl of rice, he poured very little lard, but the aroma came out all at once.

Gu Qiang's nose twitched twice, and unexpectedly found that his saliva was secreting.

Half a minute later, Gu Qiang ate the first delicious rice in his life.

real,

delicious,

rice!

"How?" Yang Rui will not let go of this opportunity of "I told you earlier".

Gu Qiang stared at his second bowl of rice full of complaints, and sighed: "Compared to this, the rice sold in Shanda canteen is simply pig food. Well, I still have a bowl of rice..."

"It belongs to the group with the fastest research progress, and it will be like this in the future. The group with the fastest research progress can share Master Yu's perfect craftsmanship." Yang Rui stood up and said: "This afternoon, I will formulate Detailed schedule, everyone should go home to clean up and arrange life at home. If necessary, you can take another day off tomorrow. From the day after tomorrow, we will start working with the attitude of a scientific research competition. Do you understand what it means? ?”

Everyone nodded silently.

If the siege battle is the most terrifying and soul-stirring battlefield meat grinder for soldiers, then the scientific research competition is the most thrilling and soul-stirring energy meat grinder for researchers.

It's not for nothing that scientific dogs are always single.

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