Chapter Thirty-Three Can Only Use Salt (Third Update)

  The Land Rover Discovery is like a country girl from the south, with a very good price-performance ratio. Its excellent shock absorption system makes it feel smooth even on bumpy mountain roads, and won't give you a "bumpy" feeling.

  Even the 'flowers' were more vibrant than last time, on one hand pointing to the scenery outside the window and telling Guan Weichen about the beauty of Jianma Lake, the safety of green food, the simplicity of fellow villagers, and the beauty of village girls; On the other hand, don't forget to criticize Comrade Xiaohua a few words, no more than you see how powerful Zhou Yi is, squatting in the mountain ditch can still squat out a Land Rover, and you are just a deputy department head... Hmph!

  Every time this happens, Zhu Xiaohua would look at Zhou Yi with great grievance, you bastard, even the 'flowers' have been ruined by you...

  Fen Nan is the provincial capital of Su Province. When it comes to traffic jams and heartaches, Guan Wei, as a slave to housing, cars, and his wife, is the most deeply moved. So when he arrived in the midst of the great mountains, the thoughts of this city's bitter man, who had just given Zhou Yi a half-night ideological education lesson, began to change gradually.

  Listening to Liu Hua's "Men Cry, It's Not a Sin", looking at the Xiamen Lake embedded in the mountains and plains like a beautiful jade, seeing the occasional smile of village girls passing by outside the car window, Guan Wei suddenly felt that he was the one who should be educated.

  "It turns out that Yunshui Mountain is so beautiful, Old Three is really clever..."

  Guan Wei took a deep breath, looking at Zhou Yi who was sitting in the passenger seat with his arms around him and his eyes closed, using Xiao Hua as a free laborer. Suddenly, he felt that he had been living a somewhat empty life for all these years, and a sense of melancholy rose up in his heart, thinking that people were compared to each other until they died, and goods were compared to each other until they were discarded.

  His feelings became even stronger as the Land Rover Discovery drove directly into Yunshui Nursing Home.

  That Mr. Li, a wealthy merchant from Hong Kong, has such strong feelings for the imperial city and built this nursing home to resemble a royal palace, with each of its siheyuan courtyards making people feel even more envious in this sweltering summer.

  Hexagonal well, artificial hill pond, grape arbor with a shadow inviting magpies, and the ground paved with bluestone that can evoke memories of people born in the 70s and 80s... suddenly made three people who had been polluted by the city for many years stunned.

  Fresh, heavy, romantic...

  Three people have three different minds, but in the end they all come together as one word - 'praise'!

  Damn it! Even the usually gentle and elegant 'flower' who advocates for verbal sparring rather than physical fighting, internal conflict rather than external waste, and being a lady at home and a gentlewoman outside, couldn't help but curse in her heart: "Fuck, Zhou Yi is really good at enjoying herself, I've been wrong about our little flower all along."

  "Lao San, is this a nursing home or a sanatorium? You're always living here?"

  Zhu Xiaohua envied and resented, if he wasn't reluctant to give up this official position, he would have come here to muddle along. A courtyard like this, if it were in Kyoto, even with a few billion in assets, might not be able to afford to live here? Those who can move in are either famous nationwide tycoons or provincial and ministerial-level veteran cadres.

  "Lao San, I used to think you were just going through the motions, so that's why I said those things yesterday... Now it seems, this is your state of mind... Er Ge, I admire your insight and envy your good fortune."

  Guan Wei couldn't help but sigh repeatedly, his face filled with envy.

  Picking chrysanthemums by the east hedge, I see the Southern Mountain at leisure. The more we enter modern society, the more this kind of life makes people yearn for it. Guan Wei is also a literary person, how can he not be a little melancholic at this moment? Of course, it's the melancholy of Li Sao.

  "Hehe, this is the small yard arranged by the nursing home for me. For now, there are fewer old people, so I can still temporarily live here. If one day there are more old people, I'm afraid I'll have to go live in the staff quarters, so don't be envious..."

  When Zhou Yi said this, a wicked idea sprouted. Wait for the brothers to finish building their homes, and then invite them over to envy fiercely. By the way, at that time, there will also be a big meal personally cooked by me.

  "Damn it..."

  Zhu Xiaohua glared at him fiercely and rubbed her belly, saying: "Old Three, it's almost lunchtime, let's head to Secretary's house?"

  "Let's not bother him today, Secretary is in a bad mood."

  "Let's go to the dining hall and try Master Hong's cooking. After dinner, I'll find a fellow villager to borrow a boat, and we can go fishing on the lake. Tonight, I'll ask Brother Yuanfang if he can arrange a courtyard for you and 'Flower' to stay in for two days, and then we can leave after the grand banquet."

  "Good grief!"

  "Huā duǒ" heard Zhou Yi's arrangement, excitedly blushing. To express her own excitement, she actually pressed down Xiao Huā comrade's head and kissed him heavily on the forehead.

  "Oh, my love, I'm so happy I could die!"

  Known as the master of the green bubble among the ten thousand flowers, Xiaohua comrade cooperated with his wife and it was simply a familiar path, directly embracing the slender waist of 'the flower', and fiercely kissed her back.

  "Alright, stop showing off your love already! There are still people watching here..."

  For some reason, seeing Zhu Xiaohua and his wife's loving scene, Zhou Yi suddenly thought of the willow catkin still floating in Yun Province, his heart suddenly felt a little sweet, and also a bit sour...

  ***

  Master Hong had also received the notice from Li Yuanfang and knew that Kong Dacheng, who was supposed to be the head chef of Yunshui Village, had changed his mind at the last minute and wasn't coming. Originally prepared to be the second chef, he had to take on the task of confronting those famous chefs, including Chef Kong Jie, in an emergency.

  This is happiness and also a huge pressure for a second-tier chef.

  From morning till now, Master Hong has lost count of how many times he mistook mantou for rice and gave it to the elderly men and women, only to be scolded time and again...

  "Hong Master, I'm back, and I've brought a few friends with me. Today, you'll have to trouble yourself to make a few more of your signature dishes..."

  Zhou Yi walked into the cafeteria, smiling and saying: "The flavor must be authentic, otherwise I will pick a quarrel."

  "Don't worry, with Old Hong's craftsmanship, you won't be able to find any flaws?"

  Master Hong smiled and said: "Xiao Zhou, thank you for the recommendation. With your trust, today I'll show off my skills!"

  He didn't exaggerate, and when several dishes were brought up, the room was immediately filled with color. Zhu Xiaohua and Guan Wei were also considered to be worldly people, but just looking at the dishes, they couldn't find any fault.

  Yunshui Mountain is located in Shandong Province, so Master Hong's specialty is also Shandong cuisine. Originally, he had more than a decade of experience, and recently, when chatting with Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi would occasionally mention a few words, which would suddenly enlighten him, making his culinary skills grow unconsciously.

  Although he is still not a top-notch chef now, he already has the standard of a first-class chef, only that he himself doesn't know it yet.

  I Ching also nodded slightly, it seems that Master Hong is also actively preparing for battle. Just looking at the dishes, at least the first item of color, fragrance and taste can get 90 points.

  "It's a pity that the fire timing is still off, after more than a decade it's still at this level, I guess that's just a matter of natural talent."

  He picked up a piece of the wood ear meat with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, but after chewing for a bit, Zhou Yi secretly shook his head. Master Hong was able to improve the dish's color within a relatively short period of time, but this fire control wasn't something that could be mastered just by having enough time or diligence; it mostly relied on innate talent. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to hold back in this cooking competition after all.

  "There's too much greasy food, I'll go get something lighter."

  Zhou Yi said to Zhu Xiaohua, who was eating with his head down, and walked into the back kitchen of the cafeteria. He said to Hong Shifu, who was studying the menu with his head down: "Hong Shifu, today's dishes are a bit too greasy, can we have something lighter?"

  "Alright, what else would you like to add, Little Zhou?"

  "Hehe, then let's have the simplest one, stir-fried cucumber."

  Zhou Yi took the menu from Master Hong's hand, glanced at it, and gently placed it on the table: "However, I have a requirement, only oil and salt can be used, no chicken essence or flavor enhancer is allowed, not even high soup."

  "Huh?"

  Master Hong was shocked: "Xiao Zhou, did you say it wrong or did I hear it wrong? Stir-fried cucumber with only oil and salt, how can that be delicious?"

  PS: Thanks for the reward from 'Brain Damage Certification' 'Speechless Boiled Egg' brother, thanks for the support, bro!

  Everyone, a new week has arrived, and the three books that were stuck in our heads have finally been obtained by Sanjiang. I'm dizzy, what kind of fate is this?

  It's hard to get up there... but no matter how hard it is, can't we young people of the new era overcome it? Let's fire on all cylinders, recommend and vote with all our might, offer up our collections, rely on you guys for light and darkness, rely on you guys for leisure.

  You guys go ahead!

  Nobody can't do it?

  Haha.

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