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Chapter Seven The Train Needs a Good Cook

Chen Yan's way of expressing her excitement was to hit people with her fist, so after patting Zhou Zhou's shoulder affectionately, she clenched her fist and hit him lightly on the chest a few times: "You should be more or less happy for such a happy thing.

A little expression?"

"How do you express it? If I hit you with my fist, that would be called using violence."

Zhou Zhou glanced at her helplessly, somewhat suspecting that this girl was prone to violence.

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. Aren't I worried about not having enough ingredients? Looking at the sales situation at noon today, I'm afraid I need to prepare no less than two hundred servings for dinner and tomorrow's breakfast, but I'm afraid there aren't even a hundred servings of ingredients in the kitchen.

We can’t get it together.”

"Yeah, why didn't I think of this problem?"

Chen Yan frowned and said: "This is an unplanned supplement for us. I'm afraid we need the train conductor to come forward and contact the logistics department. The same goes for you, Lao Zhou. You obviously have such a high level of cooking skills, why do you hide it? Are you afraid of being betrayed?

Stole it?

If I had known you had this skill, our car should have prepared enough ingredients when we left the Magic City. Now that we are out of the Magic City Bureau, it would be too troublesome to contact our brother bureaus to replenish the ingredients."

"It's a little troublesome, but it won't trouble your Aunt Xia, right?"

The crisp and hearty voice was accompanied by a faint smile, and at the same time, there was a fragrant breeze in the dining car.

"Aunt Xia!"

Zhouzhou Chen Yan and the conductors stood up one after another.

The conductor's name is Zhang Xia. She is in her early forties. Because she is well-maintained, she looks like she is in her thirties. She has a beautiful face, a tall figure, and high-heeled leather shoes and trousers with silk trousers. She is a very charming conductor.

Regardless of her age, the conductors would affectionately call her Aunt Xia.

This is a sincere respect for her. This beautiful train conductor who once won the title of March 8th Red Flag Bearer dedicated her most beautiful youth years to the railway. In the past twenty years, she has no warmth and how many people she has helped.

Passenger, if it weren’t for her, I’m afraid the green train x164 would have been lost long ago.

Legend has it that in order to keep this green train, Zhang Xia even slapped the table with it. What China lacks now is not the fast high-speed trains and high-speed trains, but the slow feelings of the past and the affection of gathering here from all corners of the world.

If we always use the development of the times as an excuse to abandon the beauty of the past, that would be a kind of betrayal!

This is simply an iron lady, even the big guys above would give her a thumbs up.

Zhang Xia and Chen Yan both had the same problem. They walked up to Zhou Zhou with a smile and gave him a punch in the chest: "You bastard, you've been hiding deep enough. It's been two years, and to this day

Aunt Xia just knew that you have good cooking skills.

A total of fifty lunch boxes... It was only when old Master Chen was here that we had such brilliant sales, but you guy actually did it, it's amazing!"

The punch was quite heavy, and Zhou Zhou even suspected that Aunt Xia was a practitioner. He coughed after being hit so hard, and said with a bitter smile: "Actually, I didn't mean to hide it on purpose...

In the past two years, every time I came to Tibet for a shift break, I would learn cooking skills from an old chef who lived in Tibet. However, the chef kept saying that my cooking skills were not up to his requirements and I was not allowed to go outside.

Show it, otherwise he will lose his face.

I was very resistant to being a cook on the train. Now that the master has said this, of course I will comply with his wishes.

But when I arrived in Tibet last month, I found that the chef was missing. He only left me a letter, saying that he was so strict with me before just so that I could concentrate on cooking and not be tempted by various outside interests.

Wrong way.

The chef also said that I am a talented child and hopes that I can become an excellent chef; and an excellent chef should start from the lowest level and should not care about the platform where he works, nor should he choose his guests...

..."

My cooking skills have suddenly become so good, if I don't find an excuse, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

When it came to the emotional part, Zhou Zhou's eyes became a little wet, as if he was missing his mentor.

Sure enough, the conductors all looked at Zhou Zhou with sympathy. It turns out that Xiao Zhou still has this unknown story?

The chef profession is about inheritance, which is similar to traditional Chinese medicine. No wonder his cooking skills have become so good. It turns out there is a mysterious master!

"So that's how it is... No wonder you run away without a trace every time you arrive in Tibet. Aunt Xia thought you were just having fun. It turns out you went to study hard, so she mistakenly blamed you.

It's great if you can figure it out now. It seems that we are going to have a chef on x164!

Tell me, Xiao Zhou, is there anything missing in the kitchen? Aunt Xia will try her best to help you make up for it."

Zhang Xia is really happy. Her obsession comes from her childhood memories. How good were the green leather cars of that era? Every table in the dining car is covered with a neat white floral tablecloth, which not only provides passengers with a variety of delicacies.

dishes, and even the children’s favorite ice cream.

Even ordinary lunch boxes are very delicious, no less delicious than those served in big hotels.

What she loved most back then was to go to work with her father, because she could ride on the train and eat delicious box lunches. Now that her father has passed away long ago, there are only a few green trains left on the railway, and even these fruitful trains are the only ones left.

It’s hard to get delicious train meals on green trains.

In the 21st century with rapid development, green leather cars represent more than just feelings. People don’t want to sit on the fast high-speed train and rush through this beautiful journey to heaven, right?

x164 was finally retained due to her fight. Now what she lacks is a good chef with superb cooking skills who is willing to stay on the green car.

"We need a large soup pot, preferably two, and some commonly used ingredients, as well as spices... Let me think about it carefully and make a list for Aunt Xia.

By the way, Aunt Xia, how long will it take to replenish these things?"

A pot of stock is a must. It is the basis for making all kinds of delicious food. Always using MSG is not the right way to cook.

And since there is no braised vegetables in this world, Zhou Zhou also wants to make some. Having braised vegetables can relieve him a lot of pressure. After all, he is now the top leader in the kitchen. If he only relies on cooking, he will be exhausted?

It's just that there is no recipe for braised pork, which can't be found on mobile phones and search engines in this world. I'm afraid he can only rely on the cooking skills of a senior chef to slowly explore it.

"There is no problem in replenishing the things and ingredients you want, but it is no different now than it was in the last century, because high-speed rail trains do not require such cooking utensils and ingredients, and the logistics department of the railway bureau rarely provides them.

If necessary, you must inform in advance, otherwise people will not have time to prepare.

There is no hope at Jinling Station and Pengcheng Station, and we have to reach Zhongzhou Station as soon as possible. I have a few old friends at the Zhongzhou Bureau, so it’s okay to ask them to help."

Zhang Xia is famous for being quick and resolute. She took out her mobile phone and made a few calls. She smiled and said: "The soup pot will be put on the train when it arrives at Zhongzhou Station. You can make a list of the rest as soon as possible. I will ask them to try their best."

It’s all ready.”

Zhou Zhou smiled and said, "Thank you Aunt Xia."

"Thank you for what? You are not contracting a food truck now, you are still working for the government.

The sales of the dining car are high, and more than half of the profits earned are considered as extra income for the train, which is a welfare for everyone. Speaking of which, we also need to thank you, the chef."

Zhang Xia smiled and said: "But if you have confidence in yourself, you can also offer to contract the dining truck. At that time, you will not only contribute to our x164, but also earn a career for yourself.

You are all young men in their early twenties. In a few years, you will be marrying a wife, right? If you don’t have a decent career, which girl will marry you? "

Sure enough, even the 'Iron Lady' has a bit of a mandarin duck hobby. Maybe this is a common problem among women all over the world, right?

Zhou Zhou blushed a little and said with a smile: "Let me think about the contracting matter. After all, the responsibility is too big. Even if I have some ideas, I have to listen to my parents' opinions."

Zhang Xia clearly meant to tease him and deliberately said with a straight face: "You kid, don't evade the important and take the easy. It's right to listen to your parents' opinions on contract matters, but what about personal issues? I don't think you have to follow your parents' orders, right?

Isn’t there a girl on the train who would be suitable for your boy?”

As she spoke, she glanced at Chen Yan with a smile, and Chen Yan quickly picked up her phone and ran to the toilet at the end of the carriage.

Facing a middle-aged lady who still retains her charm, a young man cannot take advantage of her. Zhou Zhou looked out of the car window with a red face and quickly changed the subject: "Jinling Station is here.

Aunt Xia, let me go to the platform and take a breath."
Chapter completed!
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