Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Delicious." Yang Rui didn't bother to say anything after stuffing the first piece of fatty sausage into his mouth.

I don't even want to think about it.

It's just delicious.

In the words of biologists, this is the most primitive instinct of human beings to call for oil, and it is the awakening of the memory imprinted in the human body's genes.

The body constantly stimulates the brain, giving it rewards to encourage the brain to continue this efficient intake.

Delicious means food that is good for survival.

Millions of years of human history have been condensed in the invisible genetic world.

Sweet fruit, fat fat, the more one is familiar with them, the harder it is to awaken the bodily reward.

"Delicious." Yang Rui picked up the second piece of fat intestines, chewed comfortably, couldn't stop at all, swallowed it all, couldn't help but sip the wine, raised his thumb and praised Chef Xu: "Superbly delicious."

"Yang Daxun speaks with a cultural flavor. I've memorized this word. It's supremely delicious." Chef Xu smiled cheerfully, quite proud of himself.

Yang Rui shook his head while taking advantage of his energy, and said: "They say it's hard work. After a busy day, come back and eat such a meal, so much hard work is made up for."

"This has a sense of leadership." The leaders at the table all laughed.

Yang Rui also laughed, really envious.

Otherwise, everyone cried and shouted to be transferred to Xibao Meat Factory. Before the 1990s, such a company was simply comfortable and unnecessary.

I have heard of farmers who starved to death, but I have never heard of workers in a meat factory who died of starvation.

In the era of planned economy, such factories not only won't make people fat, but will eat healthier and finer food. The reason is simple, the quantity does not increase much, but the quality increases a lot. The meat joint factory sells both internally and externally. People in the factory also have to pay for meat, which controls the quantity. However, the people in the factory can choose the good things first, just like Chef Xu picking the large intestines. The pigs that are slaughtered every day are all sent out after being selected by him first. Neither does the hotel.

After a while, several plates of fat intestines were swept away.

The waiter then served two plates of vegetarian dishes for everyone to clear their mouths.

Then, I saw Chef Xu coming over with a plate.

Director Li asked: "Are you in the middle?"

"Yes, the middle part is tough, not so fat, but chewy." Chef Xu still sandwiched the most central piece for Yang Rui this time.

Compared with the thick one in the first plate, the Jiuzhuan large intestine in the middle is firmer, and the puff pastry on the outside is still slightly sunken, with a beautiful wine red color. The fat inside no longer bulges out, but clings to the puff pastry somewhat restrainedly, and when chewed, it resists a little, making the beauty of the fat more appealing.

Chef Xu waited for Yang Rui to eat a piece, and then said: "Generally, when making nine-turn large intestine, they discard the thin section and only keep the part above the middle section. However, when they cook, they cook the middle section and the upper section together. I am not, I do it separately, the fat and thinness are different, the cooking time must be different, and it is not fine enough to do it together.”

"There are Lu cuisine masters who only make the upper part and discard the middle part. It's not a waste, it's stupid." Director Li obviously prefers this kind. He stood up and picked up a piece, and after chewing comfortably, he laughed. : "I like the color made by Lao Xu the most. Look, this red is beautiful. If we make it at home, the old woman will do it.

Put soy sauce, the taste will be heavy when it is made. Why is Lao Xu a master chef? They use cinnamon for coloring. "

Old Xu was very pleased with the praise, and said with a smile: "It is not difficult to color cinnamon, but it is difficult to make it look good. The reason why Jiuzhuan Dachang needs Jiuzhuan is to have a good color and fragrance, and there are five flavors, and it is easy to taste. , the balance is difficult."

"In short, it's just a good job!" Yang Rui's mouth was full of oil, and he didn't need to pay attention to vocabulary.

Old Xu smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, and was habitually modest: "Stay in the slaughterhouse and make hundreds of nine-turned large intestines a day. Everyone should learn."

Yang Rui couldn't help but laugh.

"Actually, Master Xu is not only good at Jiuzhuan Dachang, but let's whisper it here, and no one is allowed to say it..." Director Li pretended to be mysterious.

More than a dozen people at the same table laughed and cooperated.

"Master Xu, what do you say?" Director Li asked with a smile.

"Every time you said it, I told you once..."

Factory Manager Li picked up a glass of wine and said with a smile, "I'll drink a glass myself and pay the penalty, but I told you, you have to do it."

"Do it, definitely do it, as long as Yang Daxue likes it, I'll do it."

"Then I'll tell you." Director Li took Yang Rui's hand and said with a smile, "Old Comrade Xu has another dish that is well cooked, but most people don't know it, it's called money meat."

As soon as he said that, everyone laughed, and everyone's eyes became manly.

Yang Rui is a student of biology, so he didn't care about this. Instead, he asked curiously: "Is the money meat a donkey whip? Western Union factory also slaughters donkeys?"

"Slaughter, why not slaughter? In the early years, the counties still had the task of collecting donkeys. If we don't slaughter donkeys, the leader will go to the sky to catch dragon meat to eat." A deputy factory manager next to him laughed.

Factory Manager Li also laughed and said, "We don't kill as many donkeys as we do pigs, but Lao Xu's handicraft of Shandong cuisine can't be wasted."

"Money meat is a Guizhou vegetable."

"Isn't donkey-hide gelatin from Shandong? There are a lot of donkeys killed over there! The bastard is back." Director Li pondered.

"I learned it from Master Qiancai. In the past, this was a must for rich people when they held banquets." Old Xu explained quite seriously.

Director Li nodded again and again: "Back to what I said just now, just to eat Lao Xu's money meat, we have to kill a hundred donkeys a month, right?"

"It's not Lao Xu's money meat, it's Lao Xu's money meat." Master Xu said angrily: "Every time you talk about this, you can't talk about it properly."

"Don't talk, don't talk, let Lao Xu grow fat for a while, and eat Lao Xu's money meat tomorrow." The people at the wine table laughed, and then began to toast.

Yang Rui drank two cups and didn't want to drink any more. He pulled Director Li and said, "Director Li, I usually drink less, so I can concentrate on eating."

"Drink less, drink more." Director Li habitually persuaded him to drink.

"Alcohol hurts the liver. I'm going to get the catalyst in the afternoon. It's easy to make a mistake when you get dizzy." Yang Rui immediately took out the catalyst as a shield.

Since ancient times, only the superiors poured the wines of the inferiors, and no subordinates poured the wines of the superiors.

Today, Lao Li is Yang Rui's subordinate, he can only let Yang Rui eat and drink well, and cannot force Yang Rui's wine.

After laughing, Lao Li drank the wine by himself and said: "It's better not to drink, we are old alcoholics, we can't help it, Yang Rui is still young, eat more meat, drink less, don't get drunk, and have to go to the workshop in the afternoon .Ha ha……"

With peace of mind, Yang Rui put a new plate of Jiuzhuan Dachang in front of him, and ate it with his chopsticks aside.

Old Xu sat down with a smile, explaining to Yang Rui his nine-turn large intestine, and at the same time introducing the money meat that Yang Rui was preparing.

In Lao Xu's mouth, there is a distinction between good and bad Jiuzhuan large intestines on a plate. As for money meat, there are even more distinctions. It not only tastes good, but also has remarkable effects.

Yang Rui listened, and suddenly felt that he was a bit like Hong Qigong, who was being seduced by Huang Rong with delicious food, but the Huang Rong in front of him looked a bit shabby.

After drinking for three rounds, another waiter brought belly soup. The strong pepper flavor made the half-drunk men hooked.

Yang Rui was also sweating profusely, screaming happily.

Factory Manager Li was very happy to see it, and said with a smile: "If you like it, come here to eat, come every day, let's squeeze out Lao Xu's tricks. There are not many good things in our Western Union factory, but the pigs are full. For example, pig skin is very fragrant when boiled, fried pork skin is more fragrant, crispy, fragrant and oily, but it is easy to get fat, so you can’t eat more..."

"Then I must try it." Yang Rui was obviously full, but after listening to it, he unexpectedly regained his appetite.

"Come and try it at any time. I think it looks like this. Tomorrow we will focus on money meat, the day after tomorrow we will get some hard vegetables, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, stir-fried pork tenderloin or something, and then we will get a fish from the mountain stream behind us. The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow we will eat the head and tail." , Roasted pig's head, roasted pig's tail, served with fried pig's skin!"

"I'm going to be fat." Yang Rui smiled and shook his head again: "I can't do it the day after tomorrow, I have to go home the day after tomorrow."

"Go home! Why are you going home again?" Director Li was so frightened that he couldn't choose what to say. He worked so hard to prepare delicious food just to keep Yang Rui, and staying for only three days would not satisfy him.

Yang Rui shrugged and said: "No way, my parents just moved, and the dormitory of China Merchants is in tatters. I want to go back and find two people, help them paint the walls, fix the floor and so on. Besides, I still have I want to take a look at the house in front of me, the dormitory is a dormitory after all, and it won’t last long, so it’s better to change it for them now than to change it in two years.”

"Changing the house is a major event, and it needs to be sorted out." Director Li pondered and didn't say much. There are still two days left, and he has to make a few phone calls to decide how to do things.

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