The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s Chapter 217

Chapter 217 - He had no choice but to go and get Tong Xuelu (2)
Edited by: Lulu
Since Liu Dongchang often remained in the restaurant and Tong Xuelu didn’t want to have any conflicts in her workplace, Tong Xuelu’s hand did not shake when she handed out food to Tan Xiaoyan. Tan Xiaoyan got the same amount as everyone else.
Because of her unusually full plate, Tan Xiaoyan thought that Tong Xuelu was worried about Liu Dongchang, and after ‘discovering’ that fact, she became haughty all over again.
This afternoon, several sedans stopped in front of the government restaurant, and about 7 to 8 men alighted not long after.
All of these men were in traditional long garbs, and a few of them had suitcases under their arms.
They all looked like important government officials.
The workers at the government restaurang were currently having lunch at that time, and all of them had their faces buried in their bowls.
Tan Xiaoyan was no exception. It was just yesterday when she said she wouldn’t have Tong Xuelu’s cooking even if someone begged her. It had only been one day, but she was acting like she had amnesia and was eating faster than a pig.
When the group of men walked inside, Liu Dongchang, who was just about to say that they weren’t open yet, accidentally bit his tongue when he saw the important-looking men.
It hurt so much that his face was twisted. At least, he was able to stop himself from blurting the unwelcoming, improper words that he was about to say.
Tong Xuelu, too, noticed that the men who had walked inside were no ordinary people. She stood up and politely greeted them, saying, “Welcome. What would you like to have?”
Indeed, all of the guests were government officials. With their authority, they had always phoned and placed their orders ahead of time when they visited government-operated restaurants in the past. No servers anywhere would dare to be rude to them.
As such, they were not surprised that Tong Xuelu’s attitude was very nice. They merely found the “welcome” part very refreshing.
The group had already smelled the aroma all the way from the entrance. Once they had walked inside, the smell became even more prominent and traveled straight to their noses and into their stomachs. It made them very hungry.
A man who was dressed like a secretary took a look at what they were eating and asked, “What are those that you are eating?”
Unhurriedly, Tong Xuelu answered, “Mapo tofu, house pig feet, and hot and sour potatoes.”
As she listed them out, the men gulped at each of the dishes.
A bald man then said, “We want all of them. Give us an order for each dish!”
Tong Xuelu acknowledged him, turned, and walked into the kitchen.
Guo Weiping quickly put down his chopstick and followed behind her to help out.
Meng Qingqing could sense that her colleagues’ attitudes were different, but she couldn’t tell that these men were government officials. Nevertheless, she also put her chopsticks down and went to collect money and tickets.
Tan Xiaoyan was the only one who was still eating nonstop like a fool. In fact, she even called Tong Xuelu name. “Brown-noser.”
When Liu Dongchang heard that, he gave her a vicious stare. He only wished he could dump the mapo tofu over her head!
All the necessary ingredients had already been prepared in advance, and the pig feet were all cooked at the same time earlier. All Tong Xuelu needed to prepare were the mapo tofu and the hot and sour potatoes.
Tong Xuelu had Guo Weiping peeled the potatoes, while she quickly sliced them up into strips.
As usual, she did her work skillfully and with alacrity. Her knife was fast and precise such that all of the potato strips were of the same size. Guo Weiping was stunned when he witnessed her skills.
“Sister Xuelu, how long have you been practicing to cut like this?”
“Less than a year.”
Truthfully, it was way longer than that. She had spent 7 to 8 years honing this skill in her previous life.
But the original owner had never cooked before, so it would be too odd if she said she had been practicing for years.
Guo Weiping’s jaw dropped open when he heard that. “That’s incredible, Sister Xuelu. The chef said that it will take someone at least 7 to 8 years to master their knife skills, but it only took you less than a year to become so proficient. That’s amazing!”
Without missing a beat, Tong Xuelu said, “Don’t compare yourself to me. I have always been talented.”
Guo Weiping did not feel that she was bragging at all. He nodded repeatedly and said, “I agree. You are such a genius. I am so envious. I wish I am half as good as you!”
The little fried meat was so gullible. Tong Xuelu felt a little bit guilty for lying. Thus, she encouraged him, “Practice makes perfect. You will get to my level if you work hard at it.”
Guo Weiping’s eyes were bright like that of a baby dear. His cheeks blushed from excitement.
What an innocent child.