Chapter 10 Banshi Dish
After a night of silence, Xu Boan slept soundly.
It seemed like I hadn’t had such a solid sleep for a long time.
When he was young, Xu Boan was busy working hard on the construction site, staying up late to dust, drawing, and writing work diaries.
After a few years, it evolved into staying up late drinking, playing cards, and even staying up late to be terrified.
Finally reached the end of the road for most engineering people, project manager. Xu Bo'an never had a full night's sleep.
Of course, if going to bed at four or five in the morning and getting up at noon to go to bed is considered lazy, the previous sentence can be invalidated.
After all, as the leader of the project, most of the time, although he cannot decide his own bed time, he can decide his own wake-up time.
But in those years, he no longer had that much sleep to sleep.
Firstly, there are many things that require racking your brains to deal with, and secondly, there are really too many ways for people to maintain their health in middle age.
Take a dip of ginseng, deer antlers, Ganoderma lucidum, wolfberry, and dendrobium officinale, and eat a tonic soup, dragon and phoenix soup, and crucian carp soup.
I don’t know if the food is real or not, and I don’t know if the cooking method of the construction site chef is authentic or not, but the quantity is really sufficient!
Just like this, people took turns giving him lots of food and drinks, which made him almost have a nosebleed. How could he sleep?
During his tenure as deputy chief engineer, he felt free and relaxed, but that was only a superficial job.
In terms of mental health, Xu Boan found that he was angry, irritable, internally distraught, melancholy, and even a little shy to meet people.
It seems that I am even more tired. In this state, it is even more difficult to have a peaceful sleep.
So after the night passed, when Xu Boan woke up naturally, no one started to do morning exercises.
Xu Bo'an opened the refrigerator and took a piece of bitter melon to make it cold, then heated up a steamed bun and an egg, and sat on the coffee table to start eating breakfast.
In fact, Xu Boan has always eaten in the canteen of the company or project. This is one of the few benefits that construction site dogs can get. After all, many companies and units do not have their own canteen.
It’s just that since Xu Boan was promoted and demoted secretly, he has never eaten in the company cafeteria again.
Because the canteen is basically a separate room for the leadership team.
When dining in this room, Xu Boan basically has to face his superiors, as well as the managers or helpers who have promoted him overtly or covertly. After all, if there is no company for this kind of thing, The top management nodded, who can do it?
But, you still can’t do anything to others, whether you want to make them angry or not!
And as long as you come to eat, you will sit around a round table, and it is inevitable to start chatting.
How can you eat this meal when others basically ignore you?
Don’t even think about it, there is only one possibility for this state.
The company leader hates you! You will be isolated by people intentionally or unintentionally.
Others in the company may not feel it intuitively, but Xu Boan's current state is so embarrassing.
Therefore, Xu Boan stopped asking for trouble and simply stopped going to the company cafeteria to eat in the morning.
As for noon and evening.
Haha, aren’t all the lunches, dinners, and even late-night snacks for the engineering boss made by reservation?
Either you are invited as an uncle, or you are invited as a grandson, or you are invited by brothers and units to talk to each other and build relationships.
If breakfast wasn't a good time to treat guests to dinner and talk things over, they might not have had the chance to eat breakfast in the cafeteria! Not to mention at home.
Of course, the marginalized Xu Boan is not among them.
So, for convenience, he ate in the cafeteria at noon and evening.
Although people will point fingers behind his back, it doesn’t matter. As long as Xu Boan says the food is bland, someone will come over and re-add salt for him; as long as he says he wants to eat garlic, he will immediately do it for him. peel.
Only at this time, Xu Boan will grit his teeth and tell himself that you have not lost yet, you are still in this circle.
Perhaps, this is the meaning of many people striving to climb up. After all, the lower limit is there, so how much worse can it be?
While eating, Xu Boan looked at the living conditions of the little people in the bonsai.
The villagers in the bonsai got up much earlier than Xu Boan.
Xu Boan has already seen the smoke rising from the kitchen, and the big guys seem to be taking some action. Basically, several men with good physical fitness are getting up.
Xu Boan listened for a while and found that the villagers were discussing going to the market to buy some sugar.
“If we sell the salt, won’t we get money for sugar?”
“This is not possible. This is something given to us by Grandpa Mountain God. How can we sell it casually without the consent of Grandpa Mountain God? Get out."
"That's right, and if you sell this high-quality salt, the thieves will probably be concerned about it. Besides, it's hard for us to explain the source when asked by the government officials."< br>
"Yes, the court does not allow the sale or manufacture of private salt."
"What should I do? Otherwise, ask Grandpa Mountain God for some candy."
"How can you be so thick-skinned? We have hands and feet, but we always trouble Grandpa Mountain God to do something."
Hearing this, Xu Boan was very pleased, feeling that his own children would grow up and be sensible. The feeling.
"It doesn't matter, I'll take care of the sugar problem."
Soon, Xu Bo'an spoke, got up and walked to the kitchen.
I didn’t expect that the moment I stood up, a small piece of bitter melon held between the chopsticks in my hand fell down and fell right into the bonsai.
Xu Bo'an's heart almost rose to his throat. Before he could reach out to grab it, the piece of bitter melon fell on an open space not far from the villagers.
Xu Boyan felt scared for a while.
If this piece of bitter melon hits a little person, it may not kill anyone. You must be more careful in the future.
When the villagers saw something new appearing, they thought it was a new gift from the mountain god, and hurriedly gathered around to take a look.
By the time Xu Boan took out the sugar from the kitchen, the villagers were already chatting again, and Li Qingshi even opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to spit.
“Bah, bah, bah, what is this? It tastes so bad, so bitter.”
“Don’t talk nonsense, the gift from Grandpa Mountain God is a gift from God, you little stone. I don’t understand anything,” said an uncle in his fifties.
"Third Master, I didn't mean that. I respect Grandpa Mountain God very much, but this thing is really bitter."
"Oh, you kid doesn't know. This thing is called half-life vegetable, the younger it is, the younger it is." The less people like to eat, the more bitter they feel when eating. When you feel that it is not bitter or even delicious, you are no longer a young person and you have passed half of your life.”
< br>After the uncle finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, and several of his peers beside him also sighed and nodded in agreement.
Xu Boan was a little dumbfounded, with an expression of knowledge.
That makes sense.
I don’t seem to like eating bitter melon since I was a child. It seems that ever since I started paying attention to health, I actually asked the kitchen to make bitter melon and ate it. I would also order bitter melon when I go to restaurants.
Half-life dishes!
What a nice name.
Xu Boan had just lamented for two minutes when the phone rang.
Xu Boan frowned slightly, quite surprised.
It seems that my cell phone has not rang at such an early time for a long time.
As soon as Xu Boan answered the phone, he heard a rushing voice on the other end of the phone.
"Mr. Xu, no, something big has happened."
(End of this chapter)