The commune canteen is quite big and has a lot of employees.
In addition, there are things like this and that.
You come here today and he comes tomorrow.
The commune canteen is too small to serve.
No, militia training is about to begin this year.
Not only are there no places to stay, but the canteen where they can eat is also in short supply.
The kitchen area is actually not big, but there are several stoves with complete functions, the pots and pans look new, and the cooks look like cooks, who are fatter and fatter than ordinary people.
As the saying goes, "A cook who starves to death weighs two hundred pounds", but these are not the same.
However, in the 1960s and 1970s, people who could work in canteens, especially chefs, had very strong connections.
It’s convenient for you to eat and take, and more importantly, the leaders, their families and children can’t go hungry either.
Therefore, if you don’t arrange for your own people to go in, it will be inconvenient if you want to have a full meal and take care of your family.
Rumei came earlier to help with the cooking.
Treating guests at home, how can you not move forward?
The commune canteen is in a separate courtyard.
Several large Paulownia trees cover the courtyard, making it cool, shady and very comfortable.
The yard has a moon gate, which is very beautiful.
There are four big characters "March 8 Canteen" carved in cement on the Moon Gate.
There are couplets on both sides of the door.
The upper couplet is "Collective Life" and the second couplet is "The Canteen is like my home."
Rumeihan is full of traces of commune life.
The canteen has been informed by the Minister of Armed Forces that there will be a dinner party in the evening.
They only said that they would prepare meals for five or six people.
Who knew that ten people came?
The chef's face looked a little ugly.
He looked at the opportunity and asked the Minister of Arms to mutter: "Half more people, what do you think we can do with this?"
Rumei entered the kitchen and saw that everyone was busy, so she hurriedly said: "The chefs are all busy.
I am the host, my name is Rumei.
Take a look, what can I do?"
The cooks all turned around and saw a beautiful little girl standing tall and graceful.
They were a little confused for a moment and no one answered.
Just as I was in a daze, the Minister of Arms and the chef came in, "There are many people at night, so let's stay busy for a while.
We have meal tickets, and the director said it will be done for ten yuan."
Rumei said hurriedly: "You are too busy, I can also cook."
After saying that, he took out the money and handed it to the chef, "This is the food expenses.
I don't have food stamps at home, I'm sorry. ha."
The Minister of Armed Forces pushed Rumei's hand, "I told Jiang Jun that this is a farewell meal for him, and we will leave the commune.
You can sit outside and talk to Jiang Jun."
Rumei hurriedly shook her head and said, "How can that be done?"
She bent down to pick up the vegetable basin and sat down to wash the vegetables.
After the chef received the order, he had nothing to say and went on cooking.
No matter who pays for it, as long as he has money, it will be fine if we have a meeting tomorrow, otherwise, we won’t be able to use all the food today.
The meal was mainly vegetarian, with only two meat dishes, which showed that there was really no meat.
Rumei helped wash and cut the vegetables, and even helped clean up the chopping board when she saw an opportunity.
When the dishes were ready, she didn't become a waiter, but served them.
She was so busy.
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The chef looked at the shredded potatoes that Rumei had cut and praised, "The craftsmanship is good."
Rumei came back, weighed the trash can in the corner of the house, and went to take out the trash behind the house.
Of course there was no light behind the house, but there was still enough moonlight.
Rumei was walking toward the big hole one step at a time, when she suddenly stopped.
Hearing the rustling sound behind her, Rumei put down the trash can and turned to look over.
Sure enough, there was a female ghost with messy long hair and fluttering clothes.
She was following him swaying, and the fallen leaves blown by the dark wind she carried with her were everywhere.
Rumei held the mahogany sword tightly and asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"
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