Chapter 9 The Bad Wife in the 1950s (9)

Director Wang looked at Zhu Yun's handwriting again. Oops, the words are like the person he is. It is indeed the wisdom of the elders. There are not many words, and each one is as crooked as a flea. I wish I could jump out of the page and be as dedicated as its owner.

Go in front of others and slander their eyes.

"That Xiao Zhu, the word "cooking" is wrong. Cooking means one bean to one inch under the factory. You forgot the word "inch", and there is no prefix for "craft".

“How did serving the people here become a mistake for the people?”

"If you are in the third grade of elementary school, you can't make typos throughout the article, right? Just say that you don't know how to read and miss out radicals. If you don't know how to mark the pinyin, why do you include all the homophonic words?"

"A scholar from Dongshan can read half of it, but he doesn't have the ability like you!"

The guys were reluctant to leave at first, wanting to find out what kind of work they could be assigned. They also contacted the new director on the way, but none of them left. Now after hearing the director's depressing and heartbreaking words, they couldn't help but feel depressed.

Smiling and shrugging his shoulders.

Zhu Yun blinked and looked at the words on the paper with a horrified expression, feeling that she had been tricked by the people from the Space-Time Administration!

Which of the female supporting roles she takes over is not a coquettish bitch? She has an attractive appearance and a powerful background. She is meant to be the most expensive stepping stone for the male and female protagonists. She has no worries about food and clothing, and is happy when she plays the role.

Whisperingly stumbling upon the protagonist.

It can be said that apart from her untimely death and horrific death, there was almost no fault to be found. She was allowed to indulge herself in enjoying her youth and squandering all kinds of money.

Regardless of whether the original owner likes to read or not, she can read and her handwriting is barely passable. This is the first time she has received a semi-literate character!

Zhu Yun had a toothache, and all the few things in her head were packed up and temporarily stored. Except for some of her lazy temperament and some common insights from all the tasks, she couldn't find a single thing in her mind.

as cultural things.

The Four Elements Are Empty has never been so clear.

However, Director Wang is a person with strong receptivity. Before everyone could react, he comforted himself and said: "It's okay if you can't recognize all the characters. Xiao Zhu should study harder in the future. After all, he is holding the iron rice bowl rewarded by the organization. No matter what, he has to ask for help.

The organization’s call comes closer to strive for literacy success.”

"Let's do this. I'll sign up for you later and go to the literacy class in the evening." Director Wang also had a literacy class task in hand, so he filled in Zhu Yun's name on the form without even asking.

"Although it is said that you don't need to be literate to help in the kitchen, but who doesn't want to climb up? These words are your steps. Don't you also have to be able to read the names of dishes?"

Zhu Yun nodded indifferently, "Director, what tasks do you want to assign to me?"

Director Wang looked at the cooking skills column she filled in and then looked at her place of origin. He wondered what kind of cooking skills someone from the countryside could have, so he asked nonchalantly: "What can you cook?"

"It's too much," Zhu Yun finally puffed up her chest and raised her chin slightly. She was so frustrated that she finally had something to take out, so she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Although we are not rich over there, we are.

It’s the place where the whole Xiahua cuisine is produced. Not to mention other things, I can make hundreds of different kinds of pasta!”

"I'm willing to be invited to serve at weddings and weddings from all over the country. Every dish is delicious, and the dishes are cleaner than a dog licking them. The owner of the house really loves me and hates me."

A few women burst out laughing first, "Director, just listen to her bragging. She has a mud-legged person, and the food she cooks smells earthy. If she is allowed to take charge of the cooking, it is estimated that our No. 1 canteen will be closed soon."

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Although this canteen is the latest to be built, other canteens have made way for it, one at the back of the order. Who made it special to serve factory office leaders and foreign guests?

Director Wang is also among a group of people with great backgrounds, and has overcome obstacles all the way to achieve today's glory.

He must have valued the development of the No. 1 Canteen, but he was unwilling to break the self-imposed rules by opening his mouth. He waved his hands in an official tone: "Hey, you can't say that. Our canteen is a unified recruitment, and the rules are all set in advance.

Okay, no matter how good Xiao Zhu’s skills are, we still have to go through the procedures together in the afternoon.”

Zhu Yun didn't say much. Seeing that nothing happened, she asked about the time in the afternoon, then walked all the way back and bought some dry apples on the roadside, but five of them cost one yuan, which was more expensive than a pound of meat. But she

I think it's cheap, but the apples don't look good.

I remembered that I wanted to make prune and vegetable pancakes for my neighbor, so I exchanged two apples for some dried vegetables from the farmer. I served the noodles at home, and then I carried a bamboo basket to the back mountain.

It turned out to be a military unit here, built on the mountain. The terrain is like a gourd. The mountain is not high but it stretches endlessly. It is connected with other places. The forest is dense and there are ferocious beasts in the depths. You can often hear it at night.

Until the wolf howls at the moon.

The wind in early spring was very strong, and because of the dense vegetation, there were not many flying sand and rocks. There was a few trodden paths at the foot of the mountain, and there were a few aunts and sisters-in-law carrying baskets and picking wild vegetables on the outside.

Everyone straightened up and glanced at her, and the three of them continued to talk together. Only one cheerful lady shouted: "Comrade, I see you are unfamiliar, are you a new relative from some family?"

Just pick something along the dirt road, but don't go too deep, or the wolves will pick it up."

"Yes, bears are very ferocious at this time..." Others couldn't help but add a few words.

Zhu Yun smiled and responded loudly, then tightened her trouser legs and chose a place where the grass had been trampled and there was no path yet.

The original owner was a good picker of wild vegetables and knew everything. She picked most of the basket in a short time. Knowing that she was strong, she also put a stone brick for the wellhead and a few fist-sized stones in the basket.

It's for self-defense, and I want to see if I can kill a few hares and pheasants on the way.

She specifically picked up areas where no one had walked and where the weeds were not too high. She accidentally walked further and further, and heard a thumping sound in her ears.

Zhu Yun was startled, and then she quietly touched it. It turned out to be a trap that was not big but deep. There were several stones around it to mark it. There were two plump gray rabbits inside, as well as an irritable pheasant that flapped its wings from time to time!

She grinned, quickly looked around, and when she saw no one was around, she stepped forward and gave the pheasant a brick on its head, then took out the chicken and two rabbits and stuffed them into the bamboo basket.

The mountain belongs to everyone, and whoever touches it belongs to everyone. She has no psychological burden at all, and has already started to go through several meat dishes in her mind.

There was a growling sound from her stomach, and Zhu Yun hurried back happily without any delay. She also pulled a large bundle of grass on the way and went back to feed the rabbits.

I rolled up my sleeves and got into the kitchen and started messing around for a while. The chickens nowadays are all native chickens, which are delicious and strong, but they fell down a notch when compared to pheasants.

A third of the chicken was simmered with potatoes and mushrooms, leaving a portion hanging in the well to keep it fresh, and the rest was made into chicken essence, a small variety of seasonings.
Chapter completed!