Chapter 79. Chaos in No. 79 Middle School

So in the afternoon when school was almost over.

The principal's office issued a notice: A food tasting event will be held on the second floor of the school cafeteria at 7pm today. Faculty and staff are requested to attend as much as possible.

No. 3 Middle School is very large, with many faculty and staff. The news of the food tasting at noon was mainly circulated among school leaders and the senior grade group. Other faculty and staff were not aware of it, and the news was not even spread as widely as among students.

So after receiving the notice, most teachers and staff had expressions of old people, subways, and mobile phones.

And they complained a lot, saying that it was just a school cafeteria, not a big restaurant, so why was there any need to taste the food?

It also takes up time after get off work. Is that inhumane?
This school is no longer viable. The stupid leaders will be fired sooner or later.

Some people curse and swear, and don't care about whether they are tasting the food or not. Ignore them and they are in a hurry to go home and cook after get off work.

Those who knew the inside story, except those who really couldn't leave, had already arrived on the second floor of the cafeteria with their food bowls in hand.

Soon, starting from 6:30 in the afternoon, the faculty and staff of No. 3 Middle School, who were in a state of tension, came to the cafeteria one after another.

Once they reached the second floor, everyone did the same thing: they suddenly stopped, squinted their eyes, sniffed hard, and then looked around with wide eyes.

What smells so good and so overbearing?

The fragrance cannot be described as strong, but rather overbearing.

Rich is passive, filling the space for you to smell.

Domination is proactive and goes straight into the nose.

Then the next action is to hold the stomach, blush, call friends, quickly find an empty seat, sit down, and wait anxiously for the meal to be served.

There's nothing I can do, my stomach is growling. We are all role models, and it's embarrassing to have my stomach growling because of greed.

And in the kitchen.

Master Wang finally had his fill.

He was alone in charge of four large pots, with seven or eight kitchen helpers surrounding him to help.

I was busy dicing, dicing, shredding, and slicing ginger, and smashing garlic.

Chef Wang started to show off his skills, frying, stir-frying, and deep-frying to prepare twelve dishes, all of which were from the canteen's big pot.

Give him something beautiful. He has great skills, so he deserves good materials. What kind of stuff has he been using in the past few decades? Bah!

Enduring, waiting, hoping, and enjoying.

The high-quality vegetables nourished by spiritual energy, plus Master Wang’s decades of craftsmanship, 1+1> 2, it is a perfect match.

The dishes we cooked tasted three times better than the one we had at lunch.

Therefore, the waiting time is three times more painful, or more than three times more.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Chef Wang even wanted to add a sense of ceremony. The dishes in front were clearly ready, but he just didn't put them on the table, leaving people staring at him.

The people outside were so angry that they wanted to snatch it.

I endured and endured, and finally it was seven o'clock.

Master Wang put one hand behind his back and waved the other hand casually.

He is so handsome and stylish, even in his white chef uniform he looks elegant.

Too bad no one watched it.

They were all staring at the pots on the stove.

Twelve dishes were quickly served on the table.

At 7:20, all the pots and bowls were clean, not even any soup was left.

There are more than 270 faculty and staff in the entire No. 3 Middle School. Except for those who cannot come to the evening self-study class, those who are on duty in the power distribution room, security room, and dormitory cannot leave their posts.

Except for those who are really stubborn and don't give the principal face and just leave after get off work.

More than 160 people were present.

It took twenty minutes to eat up a full 150 kilograms of vegetables, as well as a lot more meat and eggs than this one.

There are also four large pots of rice steamed in a 30-liter rice pot, enough for two hundred people.

He didn't even eat any of it; he just ate it all.

Now they calmed down, rubbing their stomachs and panting on the chairs, and they were still crying and saying that there was not enough food. Finally, Master Wang came out of the kitchen with an empty basket. To be honest, there was no more food. This stopped the complaints of the faculty and staff.

But then, when they heard that this dish was specially for high school students.

There's a fuss again.

What are they doing?

It's all because of the high school students' dissatisfaction. We just heard about the good things from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, including mountain snow water for irrigation and wild pine needle humus for fertilizer.

It's incredible. This is a good thing specially provided for scientists of the Academy of Sciences. Who knows how many nutritional ingredients it contains.

Plus, I just tasted it and felt it myself, it is indeed a good thing, I have never seen it outside, let alone heard of it.

Every extra bite is a win.

Senior high school students are important, but teachers are not important?
After dedicating so many years to your work, what's wrong with eating some good supplements?
Shouldn't it?

The principal is so regretful. He should have just given you some special treatment secretly. Now he is letting you show off and causing trouble for yourself!
But now that the public is angry, we have no choice but to deal with it.

The principal had no choice but to consult a professional, Chef Wang, to see if he could carve out some share for the faculty and staff.

Chef Wang was also worried and spent a long time playing with a calculator.

After much deduction and reduction, and by consulting the senior class together, we finally came to a conclusion.

There are 8 classes in the senior year of high school, with 376 to students in each class, for a total of students.

If we only provide one lunch at noon, each student will be given 320 grams of vegetables, plus plenty of meat, eggs and staple foods, which should be enough for nutrition.

By being frugal, we can save 30 kilograms of vegetables to distribute to faculty and staff.

After the allocation is completed, the principal will announce it personally.

First of all, the nutrition of senior high school students must be guaranteed. This is non-negotiable.

Secondly, after the senior high school students are satisfied, a maximum of 30 kilograms can be provided to faculty and staff every day.

Senior high school students use meal cards to charge their meals, so the price of this high-priced food remains unchanged. However, the 30 kilograms of food for faculty and staff need to be purchased by themselves, and the price is based on the purchase price, 15 yuan per kilogram.

No one has any objection to spending their own money. Compared with the quality of the dish, fifteen yuan per pound is really not expensive and everyone can accept it.

The problem is that there are more than 270 faculty and staff, but only kilograms of vegetables.

Who should be given and who should not be given, and how to distribute it?
Yes, how to divide it?
Some people say draw lots, but they don’t believe in supervision.

Some people say that it’s based on job titles, and those with low job titles won’t do the job.

Some people said it should be based on teaching experience, but non-teaching employees disagreed.

Anyway, there were always people who opposed it no matter what, and it was almost like a quarrel.

The principal was so angry that he took off his shoes and slammed the table, pointing at the students below and scolding them: "What kind of people are you? You don't even look like role models!"

The scolding will only last for a while, the problem is not solved, so you have to keep arguing.

No, it's called a slightly heated discussion.

But no conclusion was reached.

There are more than a hundred people, and even if only one person says a word, they can talk until dark.

Forced into a corner, the principal took sole control and divided people according to age.

It was directly marked as 55 years old.

Only faculty and staff aged 55 and above are eligible to buy groceries.

According to statistics, there are 55 faculty and staff members over 44 years old in the school, so it is first come first served, and each person is limited to purchasing one kilogram.

"That's it, disband!"

Well, everyone had nothing more to say, so they all dispersed and went home after get off work.

Dividing by age is the most acceptable way for most people. It's about respecting the old and loving the young, and taking care of old comrades. After all, everyone will grow old one day.

The most important thing is that the principal is 51 years old this year, and this allocation excludes him.

The principal of No. 3 Middle School finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that this was only the first wave and there would be more worries later.

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