Chapter 1291 Going Again

"The luggage is left with a friend."

Ke Baijia said oh, and vaguely recalled that when he came to Chuncheng to attend the study meeting, he asked his friend to get some local food and food, bought it and took it to Heping Town.

"That's good." The things she arranged were absolutely appropriate.

Shang Zhenqing had to wait to get to Licheng by car, so he left before he stayed for a long time and didn't want her to send him away. He said that he remembered this place and would come directly next time he came.

Ke Baijia stood by the door and watched him. His little eyes almost kept Shang Zhenqing.

The Women's Day is coming in a flash. Outside the Chefs Association, a little Ronaldo from the Licheng Committee, was sent to see the joke of the Chefs Association.

But after waiting, I only waited for the local newspapers to go to the Chefs Association and took pictures of them.

After asking, I learned that the Chefs Association had distributed it to the women who had bought Jiachu garlic pounders for Chuncheng two days ago. Each of them sent a pack of snacks with printed flowers and also held activities in major canteens and side food stores. They gave women who had eaten and bought Jiachu garlic pounders for free a piece of printed cake to try it.

They originally made more than a thousand and thought it was too much. Unexpectedly, the dim sum was too delicious and had a special meaning. Many men who were usually willing and had no money also urged their wives to get free dim sum. After a while, the whole city knew the name of Jiachu, and the Chefs Association also made a name again. How could the newspaper miss such a topic? Several people came directly to interview.

Ke Baijia couldn't dodge and was pushed to the reporter, answering a bunch of questions with a polite smile.

When asked if such meaningful activities will be carried out in the future, Wan Qiaoyun naturally responded: "Of course, our association..."

Balabala talked a lot, and Ke Baijia just said yes, yes, right, that's enough.

When I learned that this young chef was Jiachu who had visited local newspapers and was also the drawing provider for the garlic pounder, everyone was more interested in her and wanted to make friends with her, so they left the newspaper's address and correspondence address.

Ke Baijia accepted it, but she didn't give her an address.

The one who met again was not her. She didn't want to reveal what was wrong with her family address.

Anyway, that's it. Ke Baijia went to the newspaper again on March 8th.

This led to the incoming invitations from the Chefs Association.

Wan Qiaoyun laughed and chose among the many invitations. Finally, she chose a disabled person helping institution in Chuncheng and a school's Qingming outing to commemorate the martyrs.

During the meeting, Ke Baijia learned some of the questions and cases of later generations by himself. Although she didn't say much, she hit the nail on the head and the solution she proposed was almost immediately responded.

First of all, the disabled helping institutions will adopt a different way of every table and every dish. The delicious dishes are numerous and meaning that every individual is unique. As long as they are united, they will still be a strength and can still create a better future.

During the school outing, Ke Baijia's idea was still adopted.

Put a glass of bitter gourd juice directly at everyone's hand, and then start to taste the delicious food. Everyone understands the meaning.

Without the sacrifice of the martyrs, without their struggle and carrying forward with burdens, now and in the future, all grassroots people will definitely be in the bitter water, and they can only grow up in the bitter water.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!