Chapter 249
The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s
Guo Weiping wasnât the most talented, but he was focused and would give it his best when learning something.
Tong Xuelu felt good about him. More importantly, he was a simple person.Some unexpected guests arrived that afternoon. And they were people that Tong Xuelu knew. The moment the group walked inside, they immediately attracted everyoneâs attention. Young, attractive, tall, and straight. All of them were in green military uniforms, arriving in 5 ~ 6 bicycles. It was the equivalent of a group of White, Rich, and Pretty arriving in a caravan of Maserati in modern times. Fang Jingyuan was the one leading the way. She waved at Tan Xiaoyan when she saw her and asked, âHi server. Is there someone by the name of Tong Xuelu working here?âTan Xiaoyan looked Fang Jingyuan up and down. Her look was filled with envy and jealousy. âWhy are you asking? How are you two related?âFang Jingyuan gave her a look and said, âI am a friend of hers. Where is she? Itâs lunchtime. Why is she not here?âTan Xiaoyan would have snapped had it been anyone else. Nevertheless, in front of this group of âWhite, Rich, and Prettyâ, she felt that she did not measure up to them. Pointing in the direction of the kitchen, she said, âShe is no longer the server. She is sitting in for the chef and is cooking inside.âThe chef?!Fang Jingyuan was stunned right then and there when she heard this information. âAre we talking about the same Tong Xuelu?!âTong Xuelu could cook?That was not possible!Growing up, Tong Xuelu was the type who wouldnât even pick up the soy sauce bottle if it was knocked over, let alone do the cooking!Tan Xiaoyan got impatient. âYou can go see for yourself if you donât believe me. And go get a seat if you are here to eat. Donât just stand there and block others from coming inside!âTong Xuelu, who was walking out of the kitchen, was impressed by Tan Xiaoyan. She had no problems snapping at just anyone!Fang Jingyuan frowned a little. She was just about to snap back when she spotted Tong Xuelu. Her eyes widened. Pointing at Tong Xuelu in surprise, she asked, âYou are not really the chef here, are you?âTong Xuelu nodded. âYes, I am. But it is only temporary.âFang Jingyuan didnât care about whether it was temporary or not. What she cared about was the cooking part. âYou know how to cook? I mean, is your cooking really edible?ââIf what she cooks isnât edible, are you saying that yours is?âTan Xiaoyan beat Tong Xuelu to it. Tong Xuelu almost busted out laughing. Tan Xiaoyan reminded her of a saying on the internet before her transmigration. Basically, it said that it was better to send someone like Tan Xiaoyan out to annoy others than keep her at home and annoy oneself. It was annoying when Tan Xiaoyan snapped at her normally, but it was very satisfying watching her snap at someone else. For a second, Fang Jingyuan was speechless.If it wasnât for her image, she would have definitely taught this server a lesson. The others from the Cultural Troupe walked inside, and one by one, they took a seat. Fang Jingyuan walked over to Tong Xuelu and said, âThese girls were the ones who had helped when you asked me for help last time. They said they would like for you to help them with styling their hair. You better keep your words!âTong Xuelu said, âOf course. I always keep to my words. That being said, it is lunchtime right now. I wonât have time till my afternoon break.âFang Jingyuan told her that she understood, and she segued back to their original topic. âYou really can cook? When did you learn how to do that?âTong Xuelu sighed and gave her a sad look. âThose from poor families must learn to do the housework early. You know about the situation at my home. My siblings are still young. Who else is going to cook if not for me?âFang Jingyuan, ââ¦â¦âTong Xuelu sounded very feeble and pitiful. It made Fang Jingyuan feel bad.