The so-called Liao cucumber refers to the sea cucumber produced in Liaodong. It is not particularly big in size but has thick flesh. It is the best sea cucumber. Therefore, many dishes use Liao cucumber to refer to sea cucumbers to imply the high quality of sea cucumbers.

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But in fact, most dishes with the Liao Ginseng brand, due to cost considerations, do not use real Liao Ginseng, but imported mixed ginseng.

When I came outside with the plate, a group of ladies were already waiting.

"Wow, this sea cucumber smells so good."

"I thought it was sea cucumber roasted with green onions, but I didn't expect it was made from abalone juice. I love the golden color."

"This is a great beauty product. Mom, please eat two more."

"Director Zeng, please don't rob me. It's not like I don't have you."

"Don't worry, wait until I finish taking the photo. I see other people posting this and that in their WeChat moments, so I have to post it too. Sea cucumbers are unsaleable. Please help us."

"..."

While everyone was chattering and rushing to eat, Chen Yan took a small bowl with a lid, scooped out a large spoonful of sea cucumber from the plate, put it in, about four or five pieces, and then poured some abalone juice, a whole small amount.

Bowl.

She closed the lid and handed the bowl to Che Zai:

"Put it in the steaming cabinet to warm it. Don't eat it secretly. This is reserved for Yuanyuan. She leaves early and comes home late. It's suitable to eat more sea cucumbers."

Che Zi smiled bitterly:

"Even if we wanted to eat it, we wouldn't have the courage."

This is reserved for the boss's cousin. Who dares to get into trouble like this?

Not far away, in front of the booth where the back chef was eating, Qi Siliang, who was pulling rice with blood sausage, touched Zhuang Yizhou with his elbow and asked in a low voice:

"Who is this Yuanyuan that Mr. Chen is talking about?"

"She is the boss's cousin. She works at Ziqiang Shengjian. She arrives at the store before seven in the morning and gets off work after eight in the evening. It's rainy or windy, so the store makes delicious food, and Mr. Chen and the landlady will give it to her.

Leave some."

Qi Siliang doesn’t understand:

"Since she is the boss's cousin, why don't she just become a manager in the store? Why go to work at Ziqiang Shengjian? Isn't this asking for trouble?"

Zhuang Yizhou said helplessly:

"Not everyone wants to be a follower of their relatives. Sister Yuanyuan has ambitions. When she first came to the capital, a lot of companies wanted her to work. However, they thought her diploma was not good enough, so she took the initiative to work as a salesperson at Johnson & Johnson Jian.

Shai never complains."

Qi Siliang compared his behavior at Yanjing Hotel and felt a little regretful for a moment:

"I was the one who dragged my cousin down, if not..."

"It has nothing to do with you. Your cousin was harmed by his damnable master. He accepted his son, arranged for pomp and arrangement, and arranged for brothers. He stepped on all the thunder in the industry. If he is not unlucky, who is unlucky? But the old man also deserves it. It is said that

I was chased and scolded by my boss’s master. I almost had a cerebral hemorrhage due to the scolding, and I am still holding my body in the hospital.”

The events that occurred at the Yanjing Hotel during this period were enough to be made into a TV series.

The old chef surnamed Meng has been secretly planning for several years. In order for his son to successfully take over the kitchen of Yanjing Hotel, he did not hesitate to destroy his eldest apprentice.

However, in the end the chicken flies over the egg.

Not only did he send his son to jail, but he himself was also in danger.

On the day when he was chased and scolded by Uncle Gao, Guo Xinghai's grandfather Guo Jichang, as well as retired masters such as Mr. Dai, Mr. He and Mr. Qiu from Diaoyutai, after watching the excitement, immediately held a simple memorial service for the chef surnamed Meng in the group.

Declare this person socially dead.

At that time, all the famous old chefs in Beijing were in the group, but no one spoke for Chef Meng.

Obviously, this old man sold his apprentice for his son, and at the same time wanted to retaliate against his junior's words and actions, which more or less hit everyone's bottom line.

Zhuang Yizhou glanced at Qi Siliang:

"Now that you have come to Linji, you will work and study honestly. Since the boss asked you to come, you will not hold grudges anymore. But don't ever think about using the back door for your support relationship at Yanjing Hotel. Otherwise, the boss will definitely

Let you go back to where you came from."

"I know, I know, my cousin has told me this many times... By the way, Brother Zhuang, I'm living at my cousin's house now, but I always feel it's inconvenient. What do you think about me going to live with Master Ma, Master Niu and the others?"

Zhuang Yizhou said with admiration:

"That's great... Niu Chuang, come on."

The atmosphere in the store is like this. If you rely on connections, everyone will despise you, but if you rely on your own efforts to gain a foothold in this city, everyone will definitely welcome you with both hands.

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In front of the booth at the door of the kitchen, everyone tasted sea cucumber carefully.

After Zeng Xiaoqi finished eating one, she couldn't help but touch her face:

"My skin feels more tender..."

Dou Wenjing joked:

"Your symptoms are not like eating sea cucumbers, but more like eating fungi from southern Yunnan."

"Xiao Doudou, if you don't tease me, will you die? A poor guy like me has never eaten sea cucumber a few times, how many times will I have to sneeze if I don't like it?"

"Okay, okay, my skin is more shiny, white and rosy, just like a red apple."

After cooperating with Zeng Xiaoqi and saying a few polite words, Dou Wenjing looked at Lin Xu who was fishing out vermicelli from the pot and said:

"In the past two days, Yuanyuan and I have smoothed out the group purchase of Ziqiang Shengjian. At the same time, according to your request, we have contacted the leaders of No. 4 Middle School and are preparing to sponsor 20 students from poor families... The school will be ready when the time comes.

We are holding a ceremony and I hope you can attend. Will you go, boss?"

Lin Xu shook his head:

"I won't go, and your ceremony should be as simple as possible. Don't let those students stand in a row and bow. We support poor students in the hope that they will become successful, but we cannot trample on their self-esteem."

He has seen too many such charity donation ceremonies. Although the ceremonies are very grand and spectacular, they basically trample on the dignity of the recipients.

It's not their fault that their families are poor. There is no need for these inexperienced students to stand on the stage and be criticized by everyone.

Everyone who was eating was stunned. They didn't expect Lin Xu to say that.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that for similar donations, everyone is thinking about how to make the form more grand, more focused, and the atmosphere more touching.

But no one cares about the recipient’s mood or thoughts.

Dou Wenjing did not expect that the young boss would say such things, so she took a deep breath:

"I will re-communicate with the school so that poor students can study with dignity in school without being criticized or pointed out."

Zeng Xiaoqi looked at this scene dumbly.

Other companies donate one dollar and wish they could spend a million on publicity.

Lin Ji is so kind here. He donated money and supported students. Not only did he not intend to make it public, he even considered the self-esteem of the recipients.

She didn't care about eating at the moment and asked curiously:

"Boss Lin, can I make a feature film about this matter? Don't worry, I won't let any students appear on the camera, nor will I film them. I will just follow you in the process of handling this matter, okay? I've always wanted to

I am very moved by your decision to make an in-depth feature film."

There are very few events of this kind of humanistic care nowadays, so she wanted to record it.

This is not for the convenience of eating and drinking, nor is it to gain publicity, it is entirely out of the media's sense of responsibility for public events.

Lin Xu and Dou Wenjing looked at each other and then said:

"Okay, you can film it...but is it suitable for your travel channel to film this?"

Dou Wenjing smiled and said:

"Yanjing is a tourist city. It is normal for our travel channel to report on what happens in a tourist city."

You are such a reasonable person. When the education channel, news channel, and people's livelihood channel come to trouble you, I hope you can have such good eloquence.

When several people were discussing this matter, Shen Guofu and Han Shuzhen looked at each other, their eyes full of relief.

He is indeed the good son-in-law we like, and he did this in a truly authentic way.

A good mood leads to a good appetite.

Comrade Shen was so happy that he accidentally ate three bowls of rice.

Han Shuzhen couldn't help but pinch him several times.

Every time I come to the restaurant to eat, I can't stop the car. If you dare to come here tomorrow, I'll give you a discount!

When Cui Qingyuan and Geng Lele came, the dinner in the store had come to an end. The two of them sat around the dining table with rice in their hands and ate the pig meat in the pot.

"Wow, this blood sausage is delicious, fresh and tender."

Geng Lele sighed in admiration. Today's meal once again verified the theorem that employee meals are the most delicious.

She took a mouthful of rice in the bowl, quickly put the remaining blood sausage in the pot into her bowl, and said while eating:
To be continued...