She is no longer a female supporting character in period novels

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Chapter 11: The Wife of the Fifties (11)

  Every dish tasted good. After taking a bite, my tongue would bounce with joy, but my stomach would become hungrier. Before I knew it, I had eaten up all the food on the table!

  Even the millet porridge was thick and fragrant, making people feel satisfied.

  "Not bad, not bad," the leader sitting in the middle smiled and praised, "The food on this table tastes very good. If all kitchens are of this standard, who would cook at home in the future? Wouldn't they have to come here to get food?"

  The others also nodded in agreement. Even the young handsome man who looked hungry in Zhu Yun's eyes had a kind of laziness and satisfaction from having had enough wine and food.

  The greatest sense of accomplishment for a chef is the support of diners!

  Yes, Zhu Yun felt the glares from the people around her. Before she officially started working, she had become the target of public criticism.

  Not surprisingly, she got the highest score.

  Director Wang announced the number of chefs selected and ordered the top two to go upstairs to cook small pot dishes. He still couldn't come back to his senses at this moment, and kept looking at Zhu Yun.

  Maybe her face was black because she had been guarding the stove for many years and was blackened?
  However, for him, as long as someone's cooking skills were good, he would be one of his warriors!
  So when everyone left, Director Wang also said to Zhu Yun: "Xiao Zhu, work hard, I am very optimistic about you, the development of our first canteen depends on your spoons!"

  Zhu Yun smiled and nodded.

  In the next few days, as one of the chefs on the second floor, she was busy. First, she recruited her own kitchen assistants and vegetable washers, and then communicated with the purchasing department to see if there was anything else that needed to be purchased.

  In addition, she had to familiarize herself with the various new kitchen equipment, and during this period she met a young man. He

  still looked serious, his voice was clear and powerful, and his appearance was particularly pleasing to the eye. Zhu Yun felt that if she had a meal in front of such a face, it would definitely be very appetizing.

  He was tall and slender, but when he bent over to check the machine, his work clothes fit him tightly, outlining his explosive muscle lines, and he looked like a hanger who looked thin when dressed and muscular when undressed.

  His fingers were slender and powerful, and he demonstrated the use of the oven very skillfully, "Comrade Zhu, have you learned it?"

  Zhu Yun came back to her senses, blinked, looked at the machine a little blankly, and then nodded, "Yeah, I understand, thank you."

  Then she turned around and went to do other things. If you want to use new pots and new knives for a long time and smoothly, you have to be patient and go through the procedures.

  And she also thought about making more seasonings, such as chicken essence, chili sauce, pepper water, bean paste, and pickled some pickles.

  Chu Shenyu was slightly stunned. Whether it was his appearance, work ability, education, or age, he was one of the best in the entire factory. It can be said that he has been particularly attractive to peach blossoms since he was a child.

  He was so annoyed by this that the expression on his face became more and more monotonous. He cultivated his cold aura to perfection. Few female comrades could withstand the pressure and get close to him.