In the steel rolling mill, He Yuzhu came to the cafeteria as usual, and saw Nan Yi cutting the ingredients with a frown.

"What's wrong? It looks like the factory director is dead?" He Yuzhu said jokingly.

"It's better if he dies." Nan Yi said with a wry smile. "I just received the order. The leader from my company is coming to our factory for inspection. This leader has only one hobby, which is that he especially loves to eat quail."

"Why, Director Xiao told us that we must get this dish no matter what!"

"Oh, you said, this winter has just passed, where can we find him quails? Isn't this pushing people to death?"

He Yuzhu also frowned and said, "That's right. There may be some in Guangdong and Guangxi now, but how could we have this thing in our Sijiu City?"

He Yuzhu felt that this must be Xiao Chen stuttering himself and playing with him.

Bullying Nan Yi?

I really think too much!

He Yuzhu patted his butt and came to see the stranded ground. At this time, Director Yang was already a breeder in the stranded ground.

As a top student at Jiangnan University, although Yang Feng has been the director of a steel rolling mill for so many years, he has never forgotten the knowledge he has learned.

The trapped land seemed to be his farm. He fed chickens and raised ducks every day. He kept giving advice to the researchers at the institute and lived a very comfortable life.

Not only did the chickens and ducks have changed significantly, but he, the breeder, has also become much more plump.

This made He Yuzhu a little confused. I remember that Fatty Sun fed the elephant, but the elephant became thinner, and he was twice as fatter than before.

Now Director Yang feeds chickens and ducks, but the two have gained weight together. Where can you make Fatty Sun go and make sense?

Seeing He Yuzhu coming, Yang Feng put down the wooden barrel in his hand and said with a teasing voice: "Director He is here, it's a mistake to welcome him."

"My Director Yang." He Yuzhu also asked with a smile, "If you say that, then I will turn around and leave."

He Yuzhu said and turned around and walked two steps: "I'm really leaving?"

Yang Feng didn't say anything, but just waved his hand very simply.

Damn, Director Yang is a little relieved.

He Yuzhu walked upside down to Yang Feng, took Yang Feng's hand and placed it on his arm, and said "struggle" and said, "Don't pull me, I'll leave!"

Under He Yuzhu's operation, the haze between Yang Feng's eyebrows gradually faded.

He smiled and pointed at He Yuzhu and said, "Tell me, why are you running to me if you have nothing to do?"

"Okay, I can't hide anything from you." He Yuzhu and Yang Feng said as they walked into the house, "I heard from Nan Yi that a leader was coming to inspect the factory. Director Xiao asked us to make some quails for him. This is chilly spring, where can I do it for him?"

"Quail?" Yang Feng frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly realized, "I know who it is."

He Yuzhu stared at Yang Feng with a look of wishing to hear the details.

"If I guess correctly, Li Hangmei and Li Xingzhe from Comrade You Yong's Secretariat."

Li Hangmei, Li Yuanchao, No. 1 Courtyard.

This series of things made He Yuzhu understand instantly.

What is the inspection work? It is clearly the case that comes to the rolling mill to cause trouble.

Li Xingzhe?

Even if Sun Xingzhe comes, he has to stay with me obediently.

Wanting to make trouble is simply a delusion!

He Yuzhu himself did not notice that after yesterday's incident, a trace of hostility was emitted invisibly by his body.

Yang Feng looked at the two horned roosters outside the door and said, "This Li Hangmei lives in the No. 1 compound. I heard that she has loved Journey to the West since she was a child. She pulled white sheets and wore them on sticks every day. She called herself Li Xingzhe. She called it like this after a while."

Yang Feng frowned and continued, "This guy is here to come to the steel rolling mill now, maybe he is going to have some trouble."

"Don't care." He Yuzhu stretched out and said, "As long as it wasn't for those above who came here, I wouldn't be afraid of the rest!"

He Yuzhu dared to brag about this because of his current reputation in the steel rolling mill and his own identity as a worker.

As long as I don’t break the law, Marxism and Lenin will have to call me "Brother of Workers" when they come!

I want to eat quail, but today I want to make a bitter meal!

Thinking of making it, He Yuzhu said to Yang Feng: "Old factory manager, eat more at noon this day, and the evening meal will probably not be as good as your taste."

Yang Feng didn't understand what He Yuzhu meant and said with a smile: "We have all experienced the Year of Disasters, so what are the flavors or not?"

He Yuzhu smiled and looked at Yang Feng and said, "I've said this, please be more at ease."

After saying that, He Yuzhu came to the cafeteria without stopping.

As soon as he entered the door, He Yuzhu called Nan Yi and the others to come for a meeting together.

Although He Yuzhu is the deputy director, because the atmosphere in the canteen is very good, everyone knows He Yuzhu's personality, especially Nan Yi is still an honest person who is not very concerned about power.

Everyone put down their friends and surrounded the table in the middle of the cafeteria, waiting for He Yuzhu's instructions.

He Yuzhu picked up the enamel jar and drank water and said, "After lunch is over, everyone will go to the trapped ground to dig some wild vegetables, get a bag of bran, and make some brown rice. Let's make bitter rice today!"

"Remember the bitter rice?"

Everyone looked at He Yuzhu in confusion, not understanding the meaning of this.

It turns out that the bitter rice will appear gradually in the next few years, aiming to prove the legitimacy of a happy life by virtually experiencing the social poverty of the flower planter before its establishment.

The selection of ingredients is also adapted to local conditions. Some use cornmeal, dried potato and sweet potato flour to steamed steamed steamed buns; some use bran and cornmeal to steamed steamed steamed buns; some use rotten vegetable leaves, taro flowers, pumpkin flowers, radish tassels or wild vegetables to cook rice bran.

However, He Yuzhu's grassroots bark's life surprised everyone.

Nan Yi was nervous after all, so he asked in a low voice: "Zhuzi, aren't you afraid of offending the factory manager like this?"

"Director Nan is right." Liu Lan didn't agree too much, "We can't let the factory director get out of Taiwan just because we can't get quails."

"I don't care." Ma Hua raised his head, pouted his mouth, and said with his arms crossed, "Anyway, I'll do whatever my master asked me to do."

Two to two, everyone's eyes fell on Master Yang.

Master Yang, who used to follow the crowd, found that he suddenly played a decisive role and was somewhat at a loss.

"I... well..." Master Yang felt uncomfortable when he was staring at these people, and he said hesitantly, "I think Director He must have a reason for doing this."

"As long, then we'll make it." He Yuzhu pointed to the basin full of cooked vegetables and said, "When making lunch, Liu Lan will give the workers a little more. I will write the dishes I'll cook tonight on the small blackboard later, and it will be available for free!"
Chapter completed!