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"Would you like to invite your colleagues to eat? There is more rice, and it won't taste good when it cools down." Master Yu took the initiative to mention it.

"Can you?" Yang Rui still remembers the rules that Academician Zhu said before. In fact, it can be understood that Master Yu is no longer in his prime, and if he wants to rectify the dishes of multiple people every day, the workload will be too great.

Yu Xianyao only opened a hole and smiled and said, "Today I made rice. There is a lot to be done. This is a special case. You will have simple meals in the future, and you can find one or two people to taste it occasionally."

"Great." Yang Rui slapped his thigh and said, "The rest will be used as a reward."

This time it was Yu Xianyao's turn to not understand, and asked: "What is the reward?"

"How can you eat such a delicious thing for no reason? There must be a threshold." Yang Rui first gave himself a chopstick-sized piece, and thought while eating, then said: "It is still distinguished by the progress of the project. Okay, that's it."

Although he didn't understand what he was talking about, Yu Xianyao nodded first.

Anyway, he has finished lunch today, and he doesn't care how to distribute it.

"The next bowl, I want to eat lard." Yang Rui ate the last grain of rice in the bowl with enjoyment, and was drawn into the laboratory like a gust of wind. After half a minute, another gust of wind rolled back.

Yu Xianyao and his disciples and grandchildren were as unclear as they were watching ants dig pits. However, just like few people care about how ants dig pits and why they dig pits, they don't care why Yang Rui is in trouble.

Although they came to the ion channel laboratory several times, they still did not understand what exactly the ion channel laboratory is researching, and what Yang Rui’s work is. In contrast, Yang Rui’s current performance is obviously not the laboratory itself. strange.

In order to arrange for more people to sit down, a corner of the restaurant was requisitioned, and it was dragged closer to the stove, but it was still relatively empty.

Yang Rui saw the young man helping to arrange the table, patted his forehead, and walked over: "Look at my memory, Yu Liquan, are you the grandson of Master Yu?"

"Yes." The young man was pretty well-behaved, standing hand-in-hand, obviously trained.

Yang Rui nodded and asked, "It's your little uncle who is burning the fire?"

"Yes, Ye Shishu is my grandfather's closed disciple."

"Closed-door disciples should focus on training. How hard work is for your uncle to do it, and you should do it lightly."

"Burning fire is a big job, and I am not qualified to do it." Yu Liquan said with an aggrieved expression: "Cooking rice, pounding rice and burning fire are all big jobs, and I can't do it."

"Yes, I was wrong. Interlacing is like a mountain." Yang Rui scratched his head and smiled: "Thank you for calling your little uncle out. I have something to say."

Yu Liquan was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Director Yang, did I do something wrong?"

"No."

"Did my junior uncle do something wrong?" Yu Liquan became more nervous, and said, "Director Yang, please criticize him lightly. My junior uncle is very strong. If you go out to work with your grandfather, you will make a mistake..."

"He's right. I criticized him for what he did." Yang Rui waved his hand and said, "You hurry up and call someone to go. I'm still waiting to eat lard bibimbap. Don't delay the effort. The lard will freeze after a while. ."

"Grandpa said he will refine lard when you sit down."

"Come on now, the rice won't work even when it gets cold." Yang Rui missed the rice milk that q bounced even more.

"Grandpa put a small fire under the rice, which makes it more boring."

"are you going?"

Yang Rui stared straight at her angrily.

After a while, Ye Yuanjia wiped his hands and walked over.

Ye Yuanjia’s name is a bit similar to Huo Yuanjia’s name, which has made him famous in the last year. Since the CCTV broadcast of "Huo Yuanjia" at the end of 1984, anyone who has seen him can remember him. Ye Yuanjia’s name, as well as funny, will play a set of Mizong Quan in front of Ye Yuanjia—of course he created it. In this era, there is a figure who practiced Mizong Quan hard beside every well. The types of Mizongquan Ye Yuanjia had seen had already surpassed the types of pigs he had seen.

"Mr. Yang." Ye Yuanjia has a lot of visitors from the south, and he is used to such a name. There are officials and directors everywhere in the capital. It is also very popular to call people "Mr.". Of course, his cooking skills are always the most popular.

"Master Ye, I have worked hard for you today." Yang Rui smiled politely.

"It's no hard work. The chef is diligent. If this job is hard, you can't do this business." Ye Yuanjia's expression was calm.

"Calling you to come here, nothing else, just considering that everyone has come to the laboratory to be busy in the past few days, I want to thank you." Yang Rui said, drew a red envelope from his back pocket and placed it on the table. .

Ye Yuanjia was surprised and hurriedly said, "Mr. Yang, this is not necessary. We came here because of the arrangement of the agency and it is not a private act."

Various ministries, central enterprises, and other institutions have or similar institutions, which either provide an overview of logistics or manage them separately. Until the 1990s, there were many service institutions and individuals that belonged to various types.

In some large institutions, there are not only chefs, but even hairdressers, masseurs, and back rubs... When everyone is working in public office, the traditional service industry is also deformed.

However, in this era, those who can continue to persist in the service industry are either really passionate, such as cooking, haircut, and back rubbing, or they are stepfathers. As far as work skills are concerned, they are not weak. of.

Yang Rui naturally knew that Ye Yuanjia came here because of arrangements, but she still shrugged and said: "I just wanted to invite Master Yu. Although you were brought here by Master Yu, after all, you spent a lot of time here. It’s not my style to work for nothing, it’s a little compensation, you just accept it."

"Then how..."

"Master Ye ever worked as a chef for the International Hotel?" Yang Rui interrupted the other's humility.

Ye Yuanjia proudly said, "Of course I did."

The international hotel here is not a small second floor that can be opened under the name "La Zhaizi Township International Hotel". In the 1980s, all international hotels were all foreign-related hotels, and they were of higher grade, often similar to foreign hotel facilities. hardware. It is a long-faced thing to be invited to do one or two noodles in such a hotel.

Yang Rui nodded and said, "Since you have stayed in the International Hotel, you should know that many foreigners are tipping. This red envelope should be my tip, okay?"

"You are not a foreigner..."

"Okay, take it, I'm a bit richer than most foreigners." Although the milestones to iron ketone have not been fully realized, Yang Rui's net worth is also tens of millions of dollars, and he is really richer than most foreigners. .

Without waiting for Ye Yuanjia to continue to give in, Yang Rui waved his hand and said: "I'm short of time and don't have time to stuff money. You can just take it obediently. In addition, share it with your nephews. Don't swallow it by yourself."

When he said this, Ye Yuanjia couldn't refuse any more, so he had to express his gratitude.

Yang Rui ignored him, went into the operating room inside, sat in front of Master Yu, and continued to stare at him to refine lard.

The delicious lard is refined from pork suet. After ten or twenty years, no one will buy pork suet. In the age when pork belly could sell for 13 or 4 yuan, and ribs could sell for 17 or 18 yuan, Pig suet is about three yuan is enough. If you buy more at one time, butchers are willing to empty out these extremely liquid assets.

But in the 1980s, pork suet was a god-level product. Its price was more expensive than pork, of course it was more expensive than pork ribs, and much more expensive than pork belly or lean meat.

Pure fat pork suet does not have a trace of lean meat. Its biggest use is oil refining, and it can provide special taste of oil residue.

Yu Xianyao had prepared the iron pot a long time ago. Seeing Yang Rui coming in, he immediately slipped the prepared suet sticks and said, "It will take a little longer to boil the lard and it will be delicious, wait a moment."

After that, Yu Xianyao stared at the iron pan.

After a while, Xu Zhengping, Fan Zhenlong, Su Xiankai and others all ran out.

A table of people gathered around a pot of rice, full of doubt and confusion.

"One person has two bowls, there is not much left." Yang Rui said calmly.

"Dry rice?" Su Xiankai asked strangely.

"You can add soy sauce or lard." Yu Xianyao replied.

Gu Qiang frowned and said, "What kind of ceremony is this?"

"Of course not." Yang Rui glared at him and said, "Have you seen any ceremony where rice is eaten?"

"I love noodles, I can't eat two bowls of rice." Gu Qiang said honestly: "Without vegetables, I can't eat a bite."

Yang Rui glanced at him contemptuously, and said, "Do you think rice and rice are the same? Just let a bowl come out if you don't want it."

"I let it out. I let both bowls." Gu Qiang moved quickly.

Yang Rui sneered and took a bowl over, and said, "Let the bowl be ready, don't say I didn't warn you, it will cost a lot to get this bowl back."

"Anyway, I don't like to eat, whoever likes to eat will eat."

"En." Yang Rui didn't say much, and gestured to Ye Yuanjia, then straightened his posture and looked at Yu Xianyao.

"Wait a little longer, the lard boiled over a small fire is more delicious, and the color is better." Yu Xianyao looked at the others and said, "If you choose soy sauce, eat it while it's hot..."

"Which people choose soy sauce?" Ye Yuanjia stood up, holding a soy sauce bottle, like a perverted version of Guanyin.

Xu Zhengping and Wang Sisheng asked for soy sauce. Su Fan thought about it and asked for soy sauce.

The three picked up the bowl suspiciously, and moved their chopsticks under the gaze of others.

In the first mouth, they were a little concerned about the gazes of the people next to them, but from the second mouth, the looks of several people changed completely.

For a moment, Gu Qiang seemed to realize something unusual.

"Does the rest require lard?" Yu Xianyao asked amiably.

"We want too." Xu Zhengping, Wang Sisheng and Su Fan raised their bowls together, and their voices were a little vague because of the rice in their mouths.

Yu Xianyao laughed twice and said, "Okay, everyone has it. The lard that I boiled is specially selected. It is a farm pig that is more than two years old. It's fast, it's quite fat, but it's too fast and the taste is too weak..."

As he said, he poured the boiled clear lard directly on the rice.

For every bowl of rice, he poured very little lard, but the fragrance came out all at once.

Gu Qiang's nose twitched twice, and he unexpectedly discovered that his saliva was secreted.

Half a minute later, Gu Qiang had the first delicious rice in his life.

real,

delicious,

rice!

"How?" Yang Rui won't let go of this "I said it" opportunity~lightnovelpub.net~ Gu Qiang stared at his second bowl of rice complaining and sighed: " Compared with this, the rice sold in Shanda’s canteen is nothing but pig food. Well, I still have a bowl of rice..."

"It belongs to the group with the fastest research progress, and it will be the same in the future. The group with the fastest research progress can share the perfect craftsmanship of Master Yu." Yang Rui stood up and said: "This afternoon, I will make The detailed schedule, everyone also go home to tidy up and arrange the life at home. If necessary, you can take another day off tomorrow. From the day after tomorrow, we will start our work with a scientific research competition attitude. Do you understand what it means? ?"

Everyone nodded silently.

If the siege is the most creepy and most exciting battlefield meat grinder for soldiers, the scientific research competition is the most shocking and most inspiring meat grinder for researchers.

Research dogs are always single dogs for no reason.

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