The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s

74 cups of green tea

Wen Rugui returned from the clothes drying yard, her ears were still hot.

He had the dream of being played hooligan again last night, and woke up in the morning to find that the quilt was a little dirty.

Last night he actually dreamed that she pressed herself to the floor, and the pants under her body were...

When he woke up, he was surprised for a long time, how could he be so shameless?

This kind of dream must not be known to Tong Xuelu, otherwise she will definitely think that she is an old hooligan.

But at this time Wen Rugui was very thankful, fortunately he didn't pour water on the quilt, and fortunately he didn't take the quilt out to dry directly, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Walking halfway, Jiao Yunshi came to meet him.

Wen Rugui walked past her directly.

Jiao Yunshi froze for a moment and called him to stop: "Comrade Wen, please wait a moment."

Only then did Wen Rugui stop, frowning slightly and looking at her: "Are you...?"

Jiao Yunshi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm Jiao Yunshi, by the way, Comrade Wen, my dad said he has something to ask you, and asked you to go to his office."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

After Wen Rugui finished speaking, he walked away.

Jiao Yunshi looked at his back, feeling very calm.

She went to school recently.

As the oldest student in the class, many people find it very strange to see her going to primary school at "a young age".

The feeling of reading is really good, soaring in the ocean of knowledge, I feel that every day is very fulfilling, and I am not as worried about gains and losses as before, always worrying that I am not good enough for the other party.

Now she is more and more glad that she didn't say anything at the beginning.

Since the restaurant launched the seasoning packs, the effect has been very good. Many restaurants in Beijing have come to buy seasoning packs from Tong Xuelu.

When it is less, it can sell twenty or thirty packs a day, and when it is more, it can sell hundreds of packs.

Can a restaurant sell so many seasoning packets?

Obviously unlikely.

Although private sales are not allowed now, as long as there is a need, there will be sales. Absolute prohibition cannot be prohibited.

Otherwise, the black market would not be banned repeatedly.

After these restaurants bought the seasoning packs, it is absolutely impossible to use them only in the restaurants. Relatives and friends may help to buy them, or they may be given to others as gifts.

Of course, there may be people who have channels, and then sell it to other provinces after buying it.

Of course, Tong Xuelu didn't pay any attention to these things, as long as the money came into the account anyway.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the month again, and Tong Xuelu took the report to the Ministry of Commerce to report to work.

This time when she entered the conference hall, many people took the initiative to greet her.

"Manager Tong, when will you sell beef balls and fish balls?"

"That's right, many customers who went to our store said that there is no beef balls from you, Malatang tastes boring!"

"It's strange to say that the master chef of our restaurant can also make this fish ball, but the taste is always a little bit worse."

As soon as these words came out, many people immediately echoed them.

Whether it's beef balls or fish balls, in fact, many chefs know how to make them, but the taste is much worse, and they don't have that kind of springy feeling at all.

A middle-aged man was watching everyone talking, and he was very quiet.

Hearing this, he suddenly said, "Even with the same ingredients, different chefs can make great differences in taste. Don't forget that Manager Tong is a first-class master chef."

Everyone nodded after hearing the words, and felt that this was indeed the truth.

Tong Xuelu looked at the middle-aged man, who was about thirty-four or five years old, tall and thin, with a rather elegant appearance.

Seeing Tong Xuelu looking over, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he nodded friendly towards her.

Tong Xuelu also nodded towards him.

After a while, the leaders came over.

The content of the meeting was similar, and it made people want to sleep.

But Tong Xuelu put on a very serious look, and brought a notebook to keep the minutes of the meeting, recording down the main points of the meeting one by one.

When Minister Lin scanned over, he happened to see Tong Xuelu taking notes.

The people who took notes in the entire venue can count on the palm of one hand.

Tong Xuelu is serious and prudent in her work, flexible and innovative in thinking, bold and careful, very good.

After the meeting, Minister Lin asked Tong Xuelu to go to his office.

Tong Xuelu thought he was going to tell her about the seasoning package, but she didn't want him to say, "Manager Tong, are you interested in coming to the Commerce Department as my secretary?"

The voice fell to the ground, just as Secretary Zhuo walked in with two glasses of water.

She shook her hand, and the enamel jar fell to the ground with a "bang".

Minister Lin frowned: "What's going on?"

Secretary Zhuo turned pale and said, "I'm sorry, I sprained my foot and couldn't stand still. I'm going to pour two more glasses."

As she spoke, she picked up the enamel jar on the ground, and when she walked out, she gave Tong Xuelu a complicated look.

Tong Xuelu cursed in her heart, sighed on the surface, and said, "Minister Lin's eyes are as bright as a torch, and I am very happy to be recognized by Mr. Lin, but my ambition is not here. I have liked cooking since I was a child, and now I can cook As the manager of the hotel, I am very satisfied."

"And I think Secretary Zhuo is more suitable for this position than me. Although I don't have much contact with Secretary Zhuo, I can feel that she is very capable at work. She can remember all the arrangements and work of Minister Lin very well. clear."

"Minister Lin doesn't know something. My brain was injured before, so if I don't write things down in a notebook, I will forget it in a blink of an eye. My forgetful personality is really not suitable for a secretary."

Secretary Zhuo came in again with water, just when she heard Tong Xuelu's words, she was shocked a lot.

Just now she thought that Tong Xuelu would definitely agree to Minister Lin, and then take her job away.

Although being a secretary sounds less dignified than being a hotel manager, the benefits of getting to know a lot of people are definitely not comparable to that of a hotel manager.

Of course, more importantly, she knows nothing but being a secretary.

If Tong Xuelu took this job away, what could she do?

Minister Lin was taken aback when he heard Tong Xuelu's words: "I didn't expect you to have such a problem. It's really a pity."

In addition to being careful, a good memory is very important for a secretary, especially when going out for meetings, he needs to be reminded of something from time to time.

But she can't bring a notebook with her on all occasions. If she doesn't have a notebook, wouldn't she be in a hurry?

Tong Xuelu also nodded regretfully: "Yes, otherwise I wouldn't bring a notebook with me every time I come here, just because I'm afraid I won't be able to remember."

Secretary Zhuo cares about this position, but she doesn't.

In fact, even the position of hotel manager is not rare for her. When she can do business next year, she will definitely run away.

But it's one thing not to be rare, and she certainly won't show it in front of them.

Although she doesn't plan to go into politics in the future, it is very necessary to have a good relationship with these officials.

Coming out of Minister Lin's office, Secretary Zhuo was still a little embarrassed when she saw Tong Xuelu.

In order to make up for her villainous heart, she revealed an inside message to Tong Xuelu.

"Manager Tong, Beijing will hold a city cooking competition in half a month. If you can win the first place in the competition, you will have the opportunity to entertain foreign guests!"

Entertain foreign guests?

Tong Xuelu's eyes lit up when he heard the following words.

To entertain foreign guests, it must be a first-class state-owned hotel.

The state-run hotel under her name now belongs to the second class, and is not qualified to entertain foreign guests.

But if she can win the competition, the restaurant may be upgraded.

The benefits of upgrading are many. Firstly, wages will rise, and secondly, restaurants can get funds to expand and redecorate.

Third, and most importantly, restaurants can install telephones!

There is no telephone in the place where she lives or works now. If a telephone is installed, it will be much more convenient to contact Wen Rugui in the future.

Tong Xuelu smiled with red lips: "Thank you, Secretary Zhuo, we will go shopping and buy clothes together when we have time."

Secretary Zhuo's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll go find you after the holiday!"

She thinks that Tong Xuelu is not only beautiful, but also very good at dressing up, so let her give her a reference when the time comes.

Tong Xuelu naturally had no response.

Coming out of the Commerce Department, Tong Xuelu was thinking about how to qualify for the competition.

Soon she figured out a way.

**

At the beginning, Tong Jiaxin felt very excited that he didn't have to go to school, but gradually he felt that something was wrong.

Every day at dawn, I have to get up and cook. After cooking, I have to wash the dishes and clothes, clean the whole family, and clean the chicken coop.

It's autumn now, and there are fallen leaves that can't be swept cleanly in the yard. At three or four o'clock, he has to queue up to buy vegetables and meat, and he has to start cooking again when he comes back.

At the end of the day, not only did he not have time to rest, but he was also as busy as a spinning top.

Now the weather is getting colder every day. He has to wash clothes in such a cold day, and his hands are about to suffer from frostbite these two days.

Tong Jiaxin regretted it.

He really didn't expect that doing housework is more difficult than going to school.

When Tong Xuelu came back from work that day, Tong Jiaxin told himself that he wanted to go back to school.

Tong Xuelu looked at him coolly: "Do you regret it?"

Tong Jiaxin's face was embarrassing, and he nodded: "Yeah."

Tong Xuelu said: "Sorry, there is no turning back when you start your bow. I told you to think clearly at that time. You have dropped out of school now. Even if you want to go back, there is no place for you."

Tong Jiaxin's face turned pale immediately: "Then what should I do? I don't want to stay at home and work, sister, please help me go to school and intercede with the teacher!"

Tong Xuelu smiled softly: "Why should I intercede for you? You caused trouble at school, and every time I help you deal with the aftermath, do you think I will follow you all your life to wipe your ass?"

"You are not young, you should be responsible for the decisions you make. I am your sister, but not your servant. I have so many things to do every day. I don't have time to follow your ass every day to clean up troubles." !"

Tong Jiaxin bit his lip, which turned white from the bite.

Tong Xuelu: "I have given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. There are many times in life that you can regret if you want to."

After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at him and went to the room to get clothes to take a shower.

As soon as Tong Xuelu walked out, Tong Jiaxin's tears fell.

He was the only one left in the hall, as if everyone else had forgotten his existence, and no one came to comfort him.

The more Tong Jiaxin cried, the more wronged he became. His tears were like a flood breaking a bank, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.

Tong Jiaming stood by the window for a long time before leaving silently.

When he woke up the next day, Tong Jiaxin's eyes were swollen like walnuts.

But Tong Xuelu pretended not to see it, and went to work after eating.

Tong Jiaming didn't say anything. After eating, he dropped his chopsticks and went to school with his schoolbag on his back.

Tong Jiaxin looked at the back of his second brother, and remembered the scene where the two of them pushed their bicycles to school, and missed the school days for the first time.

He really regrets it.

But his sister refused to help him, what should he do?

Sun Manrou came to Wen's house again with a box of snacks, but she didn't want to be told that Mr. Wen hadn't come back yet.

Sun Manrou handed the snacks to Uncle Zong, and asked tentatively, "Has Grandpa Wen not come back yet? Doesn't he usually eat at home?"

Uncle Zong put the snacks on the table, nodded and said: "Well, the commander will go to the state-run restaurant for dinner."

Sun Manrou was surprised when she heard this answer: "State-run restaurant? I really didn't expect it, but the restaurant where Commander can go every day must have delicious food, so I don't know which one it is?"

Uncle Zong: "It's the Malatang restaurant in the south of the city. The food there is really delicious, but the Commander goes there not only to eat, but more importantly, to see the person who feels at home."

A home away from home!

When Sun Manrou heard this, it was like five thunderbolts, and she was stunned.

Seeing that her face suddenly became ugly, Uncle Zong asked concerned: "Comrade Sun, are you alright?"

Sun Manrou came back to her senses and shook her head: "I'm fine, but why haven't I heard that Comrade Wen has a date before?"

Uncle Zong looked proud: "They have just established a relationship, Rugui's partner cooks delicious food, and is very filial to the commander. She is a very good lesbian!"

Like the commander, he is satisfied with what Nuncao girl thinks, and thinks she and Rugui are a very suitable couple.

Sun Manrou's face turned pale again: "So that's it, Uncle Zong, I remembered that the newspaper office still has something to deal with. I'll come back tomorrow to interview Grandpa Wen. Please tell Grandpa Wen."

Uncle Zong hurriedly agreed, and when he sent her out, he said: "By the way, I forgot to tell you just now, you don't need to bring snacks here in the future. Our commander's mouth has been tricked. He doesn't even eat."

"I ate all the things you sent. You see, I have gained a lot of weight recently. Don't spend money on buying things in the future, just come over."

The smile on Sun Manrou's face could hardly be maintained: "Okay, I'll remember, I'm running out of time, I'm leaving first, see you again, Uncle Zong."

Sun Manrou fled in despair and ran back home.

As soon as she entered the house, she bumped into Sun Wuyang who was about to go out.

Sun Wuyang was knocked back two steps: "Xiao Rou, what are you doing? Why are you so reckless?"

Sun Manrou looked up at him, her eyes were red.

Sun Wuyang was taken aback, and nervously said: "Xiao Rou, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you, you tell the third brother quickly, the third brother is in charge of you!"

Sun Manrou bit her lips tightly: "No one bullies me."

Sun Wuyang: "No one bullied you, how could you cry like this?"

Although Sun Manrou was the daughter of his little uncle, but because the little uncle passed away early and the little aunt remarried later, Sun Manrou has been in their home since childhood.

Sun Manrou is no different from her own sister.

Seeing her crying now, how could he not feel distressed?

Sun Manrou covered her face and cried, "Third brother, I feel so uncomfortable, I think I'm a bad woman..."

Sun Wuyang was at a loss: "What are you talking about? How can you be a bad woman?"

In his eyes, Sun Manrou was beautiful, talented, and very kind. She couldn't bear to trample to death when she saw an ant. How could she be a bad woman like this?

Sun Manrou cried so much that the pear blossoms were raining, and she almost passed out while clutching her heart.

She didn't want to say it at first, but Sun Wuyang saw her crying like this and forced her to say it.

"Third brother, I fell in love with Comrade Wen, but I didn't expect him to have a date. I felt so uncomfortable. The moment I heard that he had a date, I actually thought of snatching him over. I was really too bad." Already!"

Sun Wuyang's eyes were round and he looked shocked.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses: "Xiao Rou, don't cry, you are not in good health, so you can't be so angry."

Sun Manrou wiped her tears and said: "Third brother, forget what I just said, I just talk nonsense because I can't bear the fact for a while."

Seeing that her eyes were red and swollen from crying, Sun Wuyang gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, it's not impossible to do what you just said."

Sun Manrou opened her mouth with a look of shock: "Third brother, what do you mean by that?"

Sun Wuyang: "The Wen family has a very strong background in the military. If you can marry Wen Rugui, it will be of great help to our Sun family. What's more, it's rare for you to be so tempted by someone over the years. I can't bear to let you Disappointed, so—”

"I decided to help you get together with Rugui!"