I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 402 401. A Pot of Sweet Potato Noodles (I really want a monthly ticket)

After    boldly left, Wang Yi put the labor insurance gloves and rubber gloves under the counter.

   Now Tianya Island has become the center of the surrounding islands. Many people watch TV at night and come to the store to buy something by the way.

  Some things can be sold to outside team members, and some things cannot be sold.

  It is inconvenient to put things outside that cannot be sold.

   is too rude.

  Wang Yi will put them in the counter. When there is no outside team members to buy things during the day, the team members will come to buy these good and cheap things.

   In the evening, the cold wind blew the trees and trees on the mountain with a rustling sound.

   The bleak autumn wind makes people sad.

  The howling cold wind brought the sour and spicy taste of kimchi water, and Wang Xianghong's voice sounded from the loudspeaker:

"Please pay attention to all members, please pay attention to all members, after you take the pickled water back, are you ready to pickle the pickled vegetables? If you are ready, follow the steps below, ahem, listen to me step by step. The introduction of…”

  Wang Yi printed a piece of paper for Wang Xianghong with the steps to pickle various kimchi.

   They are all pickled pickles, and the taste and texture are different depending on the program. Wang Yi directly asked the pickle chef to buy the recipe, and the step-by-step process was very clear.

  Every household is different, some are ready, some are not ready, so the steps of pickles are broadcast on the loudspeaker, some people listen with their ears pricked, and some people mess up:

   "Wait, my house isn't ready yet."

   "Captain, I just received pickle water!"

   "His aunt, you got it anyway, look at us here, we are still queuing up!"

   Xiang Yuhuan's family received pickled vegetable water, but their carrots and long beans were not cleaned. At this time, the loudspeaker sounded the steps, and Xiang Yuhuan suddenly became nervous.

   She is not mentally capable. Once she is under pressure to do things again, she will be numb.

  Take daily life as an example, she can't have anything to do, if something happens, she will not sleep well that night.

   A few days ago, she went back to her mother's house to pay off the sea bill. It was such a trivial matter that she didn't sleep well the night before, so she only got angry before she went out that day.

At this time, she had brought back pickle water to prepare to wash the vegetables and slowly study how to pickle the pickles - Wang Yi told the team, don't just throw the vegetables in and pickle and it's done, but also with the onion and **** in proportion Garlic, but also to deal with vegetables.

   For example, pickled cucumbers, you can't directly throw the cucumber slices in, the taste will not be crispy enough.

   So when Wang Xianghong broadcasted here, she was nervous and didn't know what to do: "I, me, this, this, it's broken, me, me, where are the cucumbers? No, these carrots—hey!"

  Wang Kai went home and took a steamed sweet potato and devoured it without peeling it. He was very satisfied and kept laughing.

   In the past, children could find food to fill their stomachs when they came home hungry, which would make Xiang Yuhuan proud.

   In her childhood and teenage years, it was a good time to be hungry and full. She often lived with six meals in three days, and she couldn’t handle sorghum cakes when she came home hungry.

   But today she was busy and flustered, and she was very upset. Seeing her son eating and drinking hehehe made her upset.

   So she picked up a chili pepper and smashed it over: "Hey what? Why are there so many strange movements while eating?"

  Wang Kai was very innocent and asked aggrieved: "Mom, didn't I laugh enough to eat sweet potatoes? Why are you hitting me?"

   Xiang Yuhuan said angrily: "Don't you see that I'm too busy here? Eat, eat, eat!"

   Wang Kai's father, Wang Dongbao, was about to enter the door after work. When he arrived at the door, he heard his daughter-in-law scolding his son. He decisively changed from striding to tiptoe, and cautiously went to the door and looked inside.

   Seeing the daughter-in-law pinching her hands on her waist and glaring at each other, she quickly moved out laterally against the door.

   Go to the store for a drink first!

  Wang Kai couldn't run here, so he had to hurriedly say: "Mom, I'll help you, what do you want me to do?"

   Xiang Yuhuan said in a distraught: "Don't be rude, the team is broadcasting how to make pickles..."

   "It's called kimchi." Wang Kai explained, "It's not the same as the pickled vegetables in our house. The kimchi is delicious and crunchy."

   Xiang Yuhuan scolded: "Eat, eat, and eat! Look at you, and bother me to listen to the radio in the team about how to make pickles!"

Wang Kai said, "Why are you yelling so loudly? Why do you want to listen to the team broadcast on how to make kimchi? I have heard Mr. Wang say it, and this is the method he asked the master in the city to inquire about. He copied it down for the captain and read it to the big guy."

   "Then I'll go to Teacher Wang tomorrow to borrow the paper for the transcription method. Can I copy you a copy?"

   "When the time comes, you can watch it slowly, soak it slowly, and other people will soak it first tonight, and you can ask them for tips tomorrow, then you will definitely be able to marinate better when you marinate, right?"

   Xiang Yuhuan was taken aback.

Then she calmed down, went up and touched her son's head with a smile: "My dear boy is so smart, you are a good idea, okay, go ahead and eat, save some for your dad, why hasn't your dad come back yet? ?"

   Wang Kai asked, "Will he go to the store for a drink?"

   Xiang Yuhuan said angrily: "He dares, if he doesn't go home to drink after work, then let him live in the sales department, don't go back to this house!"

  Wang Kai got anxious and asked, "Mom, can I also go to the sales department to live? I, I think it's good to live in the sales department."

   Xiang Yuhuan was furious: "Go away!"

  Wang Kai took a sweet potato and ran out: "Okay!"

  It was quite lively outside.

   Most people in the production team have prepared vegetables in advance, and this will listen to Wang Xianghong's instructions to process vegetables step by step and prepare overnight pickles.

   This thing is made early and enjoyed early.

  Mr. Wang asked for the pickled vegetable water and the pickled vegetable recipe that the master in the city asked for. He definitely didn’t say that. After that, it’s cold in the morning and come with a pot of cornmeal porridge and a small plate of kimchi. It’s so comfortable!

  The days are short, and the sunset soon falls down the mountain.

   Every household smoked from the cooking, and the aroma of the rice began to overwhelm the sour and spicy taste of the kimchi mother liquor on Tianya Island.

  It was cold and windy, and the members huddled together to watch TV after eating.

  Wang Yi assigned homework for Wang Xinguo, Yang Wenrong and others to go home to warm up and do their homework, while he returned to Tingtao Residence.

   Qiu Weishui came to relatives, and won't come to see Wang Yi these two nights, so Wang Yi went back for 22 years.

  In 22 years, there are still many things going on here. Some exploration teams searched for groundwater veins on Tianya Island to determine where to drill wells, and some survey teams wandered around the islands to find suitable places to set up brick kilns.

  The groundwater veins have not yet been determined, but the islands suitable for building brick kilns have been determined, or have been selected.

The    investigation team sent an electronic document to his mailbox. A total of five islands were selected. The advantages and disadvantages of setting up factories on these five islands were compared, and the details of the five islands were also explained one by one.

  Wang Yi wanted to study it carefully, but opened the document and took a look:

  The number of words is 100,000+, and the reading time is more than five hours!

   The print out is a booklet!

  Wang Yi didn't have time to watch it in 22 years, so he printed it out and prepared to take it to 1982 to watch it.

   Now his work focus is on 1982. In 1982, the work was quite busy and there were a lot of goods in demand.

   So Wang Yi sent another document to Qiu Danian, which contained various commodities and materials needed.

   Qiu Danian called him after receiving the message, saying that Rao Yi wanted to contact him recently, and Yuan Hui also wanted to find him.

  Yuan Hui came to him because he has already asked for next year's annual leave. It is next month, and he can receive photos of copper coins and prepare to carry out treasure appraising work for him.

  Wang Yi pondered for a while, he and Rao Yi had not been in touch for a long time, so he called Rao Yi and told him that he was busy collecting copper coins recently.

   Hearing that he had some copper coins in his hand, Rao Yi was refreshed.

   Come and live!

  Rao Yi's platform is good, Qinggu Group has a lot of people and experts, Wang Yi plans to send a copy of the copper coins photo to Rao Yi, and let Rao Yi send someone to help identify the treasure.

  If there are valuable copper coins and Qinggu's bid is right, then he is also willing to sell it to Qinggu.

  The 22-year affairs were done hastily, and the sky was bleak at this time.

He brought the information back to 1982, and when even the dog fell asleep at midnight, he went back to the 22-year-old warehouse and carried some squatting pans, crutches and other commodities from the warehouse to Shanghai in 1982. In Warehouse No. 101 at Shiliupu Wharf.

  Chen Jintao has the keys to the two warehouses. Tomorrow, he will call Chen Jintao to find a laborer to move the goods out of the 101 warehouse, and then bring them back to Tianya Island through Ma Liu.

   It was early morning after all the work, Wang Yi wiped the sweat and went back to the bedroom bed, and soon began to sleep soundly.

   It's good to sleep after a hard day's work.

  Sleep soundly!

   The next morning, he adjusted his class and went to the public restaurant with the sales team.

  Sweet potato ovens, chestnut frying ovens, etc. all exist in popular restaurants. Every evening, the sales team will send the stoves after the business ends, and then go to carts out in the morning.

   There are three people in a car, one person is busy roasting sweet potatoes, another person is busy frying chestnuts and peanuts, and another person is busy settling accounts and collecting money.

   Each has their own division of labor, no matter how busy they are.

  The restaurant has made progress now, not only serving Chinese food and dinner, but also opening breakfast items.

   There is a lot of vegetable oil in the team, so they can fry fried dough sticks and fried oil cakes, and also provide dumplings and wonton noodles. When Wang Yi went, Wang Dongmei brought people busy making dumplings and wontons and sent them to the freezer for preservation.

   This is for next day stock.

   Seeing Wang Yi entering the door, Wang Dongmei wiped her hands with her apron and smiled, "Mr. Wang, why are you here? Which gust of wind brought you here?"

   Wang Yi said: "The Siberian cold wind, this wind is too strong."

  Wang Dongmei couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, this year's cold snap came very fast, it's just that the late autumn has not entered the winter, and it will freeze at night!"

   "But it's also good for cold weather. Vegetables, pork, and chicken are not easy to spoil. You can store them in the freezer without wasting electricity. Just hang them in the back of the house, and they can be frozen overnight!"

   A waiter opened the freezer with a drawer of dumplings and said with a smile, "Yes, it's just for freezing dumplings. It's cold now. It's very comfortable to eat a bowl of hot dumplings in the morning, and our dumplings are more delicious and delicious!"

  Wang Yi saw that the team was going to make dumplings and asked, "What seasonings do you use to make dumplings? Do you need dumplings and buns? I am now related to the Hudu Foreign Trade Group, so I can get you some good seasonings."

  Wang Dongmei was very happy when she heard it and said with a smile, "Okay, Mr. Wang, you can always help us solve our urgent needs!"

   "There is a shortage of materials on the market now, and many seasonings have to wait for purchase. Our restaurant has a good business and uses a lot of seasonings. Recently, the kitchen is having a headache!"

"And are there finished dumplings and steamed buns? Just as we are about to launch steamed buns, many people are reluctant to eat in restaurants when it's cold. I think making buns will definitely make money.”

   Wang Yi nodded.

   The idea is okay.

He exchanged a few words with Wang Dongmei, and talked about the study progress of Wang Xinguo and Wang Xinzhao. Then he saw that it was time for the foreign trade group to go to work, so he called Chen Gu and asked Chen Gu to send a message to Chen Jintao. Goods from warehouse 101.

   Having dealt with this matter, he was about to withdraw, but he had a face-to-face with a young man who had just entered the door:

   "Hey, Teacher Wang!"

   "Hey, Comrade Yao Dangbing!"

  Wang Yi did not expect to meet Yao Dangbing here, once a capable general under Xu Jinjin!

  The two hadn't seen each other for a while. Yao Dangbing was very happy to meet this time. He reached out and grabbed Wang Yi's wrist to prevent him from leaving.

   "Mr. Wang is such a coincidence that I bumped into you today, hey, hey, what do you really say? It's a chance to meet you thousands of miles away."

   "The two of us are destined. I originally planned to come to eat at noon today, but I wanted to see how the meal was prepared in advance, but I bumped into you by accident!"

   Listening to his murmur, Wang Yi smiled and said, "Speak slowly, speak slowly, aren't you transferred to that unit?"

   "The Overseas Chinese Federation, the Returned Overseas Chinese Federation." Yao Dangbing said.

  Wang Yi nodded: "Yes, Gaosheng..."

   "Hey, what kind of promotion." Yao Dangbing gave a helpless smile, "I was actually on secondment, I guess I can't stay in the Overseas Chinese Federation, and I have to go back to the supply and marketing company in the future."

   Wang Yi asked, "What's wrong?"

   Yao Dangbing hesitantly said, "No, nothing, hehe, everything is fine, so what, even that sales company is fine."

  Wang Yi saw that he suddenly changed his words and asked, "What's the matter? I don't think you're in the right mood."

Yao Dangbing saw that there were diners around, he took Wang Yi to the kitchen at the back and said in a low voice, "The work of the Overseas Chinese Federation is not easy to do, I am a seconded Ye Luzi from the past, not part of the regular army, people don't look down on me, special Make trouble for me."

   "In contrast, I was more comfortable when I was in a supply and marketing company. My colleagues were happy, and Manager Xu was upright and principled... Forget it, don't say it, there's nothing to say."

   A look of exhaustion appeared on his face.

   Apparently, the work in the new unit made him deeply unhappy.

  Wang Yi patted him on the shoulder to comfort him and said, "If you feel uncomfortable in the new unit, then go back to the old unit. All you want in life is to be comfortable, there is no need to force yourself too hard."

   Yao Dangbing gritted his teeth and said, "I have thought about this, and I have also discussed this idea with my old colleague, but I don't think I can just go back like this!"

   "When I left the supply and marketing company, I joined a government agency from a public institution. The company specially held a farewell party for me, and danced dragons and lions and set off firecrackers. They were all proud of me."

"Now if I go back in a daze, what is this? Our manager Xu is a cadre who has changed his career in the army. He hates defeating battles and being a deserter the most. I can't be a deserter. "

  Wang Yi asked, "What's a fair and upright way? I'll find someone to get you two plaques, one with light and one with uprightness. You can go back with the two plaques, okay?"

   Yao Dangbing said with a smile: "Haha, that's definitely not possible, I want to complete my work in the Overseas Chinese Federation perfectly, and then apply for transfer back to the supply and marketing company."

"When the time comes, I will tell everyone that I, Yao Dangbing, and Manager Xu's capable generals are not vegetarians. It's not because I couldn't get along and returned to the old unit. I did a good job in the new unit and took the initiative to ask to return. Go to the old unit to serve the people!"

  Wang Yi asked: "Then what kind of trouble are you in? What trouble can your Overseas Chinese Federation have?"

   Yao Dangbing's smile disappeared when he heard this.

   He said angrily: "The work of the Overseas Chinese Federation is related to the returned overseas Chinese. Some of the overseas Chinese were driven out at the beginning, and some people could not survive in the country and secretly went abroad."

   "Now they have returned to their hometowns, alas, there is resentment in their hearts, and it is very difficult to deal with."

   "But the country's economic development needs their foreign exchange and investment to help. From the province to the county, we all ask us to entertain people well, to quell their grievances, to unite their forces, and to contribute to the economic construction of the motherland."

   "It's not easy to do this job, it's not my turn to do it, and in the end, what I've been assigned to is some bad things that make people a headache!"

   "Take the most difficult thing in my hands right now, Mr. Wang, do you still remember when I said last time that there was an overseas Chinese who came back to our county, and he always remembered the sweet potato noodles in his hometown?"

   Wang Yi said: "Remember."

   In fact, he forgot it long ago, but he felt that Yao was a soldier now and needed to talk, so he went on with his topic.

Sure enough, Yao Dangbing complained: "This person was originally a fisherman from your outer islands, from Dayu Island, probably around the eve of liberation. He couldn't eat and followed others to go abroad to work, so he went to Lijiapo and stayed there later. already."

   "Lijiapo is similar to our Wengzhou. It is a big island, but it is extra large. He made a fortune in Lijiapo by relying on the fishing skills he developed in his hometown and started a big fishing farm."

"Now that the reform and opening up, he is also old, and he pays attention to returning to the roots. He came back when he missed his hometown. After he came back, he didn't want to eat anything, but wanted to eat sweet potato noodles and noodles. Sweet Potato Noodles."

   "Our unit mobilized the good chefs in the county to make sweet potato noodles for him, but he ate bowl after bowl, only one bite each time, and then said it wasn't that flavor, so he didn't eat it!"

   "This is really a huge waste. A huge waste of sweet potato noodles also wastes our manpower, material resources and energy!"

Listening to his complaining, Wang Yi vaguely remembered this incident and asked, "I remember the last time you mentioned this matter was three or four months ago? It's been three or four months, and you have been giving This guy makes noodles?"

   Yao Dangbing said: "Yes, it was three or four months ago, but he didn't stay in our county all the time. He went to various provinces and cities to inspect investment projects, and just came back this month—"

   "He came back to his hometown to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, because he has been away from his hometown for 40 years, and he hasn't looked at the moon in his hometown for the Mid-Autumn Festival for 40 years!"

   "This is a big businessman, very rich and well-connected. When he was in our county, our section chief was responsible for receiving him, but our unit could not meet his needs, so the relationship with him has not been advanced."

   "Now our unit has handed this hot potato to me, and let me be responsible for receiving him, alas!"

   He wanted to scold his mother.

   But considering that he is considered a state cadre anyway, he didn't have the embarrassment to scold him.

  Wang Yi asked: "It's just a bowl of sweet potato noodles, and as a result, you haven't had a good relationship with him? Is it because of a bowl of sweet potato noodles??"

   He was stunned.

   Damn, are rich people so self-willed?

  Is the hobby so unique?

Yao Dangbing sighed again and again, and said, "Well, it can be said almost like this, mainly because this person left our country before the founding of the People's Republic of China. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the country redistributed the fields and houses, and his house became an ownerless thing, so it was distributed. to others."

   "Now that he came back, the family's ancestral house has long been demolished. He may be very dissatisfied with this, so he embarrassed us with the sweet potato noodles."

   "But it's really a breakthrough. If the sweet potato noodles we made can meet his needs and let him experience the so-called 'mother's hand-made noodles'-like fragrance, then our relationship with him can ease a lot."

   Hearing this, Wang Dongmei, who was listening silently beside him, couldn't help but said, "Oh, Comrade Yao, is this why you asked our restaurant to prepare sweet potato noodles?"

   Yao Dangbing nodded.

Wang Dongmei poked Wang Yi and said, "Mr. Wang, we can't really help him. I've tasted our roasted sweet potatoes. It's so delicious and sweet. We use our sweet potatoes to make sweet potato noodles. Absolutely delicious!"

   "I don't believe the hand-rolled noodles his mother made for him back then were even better than the sweet potato noodles in our team!"

   Yao Dangbing's eyes lit up.

Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "First of all, what people want to eat is mother's hand-rolled noodles. Second, the sweet potatoes in our team are all fresh, let alone sweet potato noodles, even if you want to take out a dried sweet potato. arrive!"

  Wang Dongmei said as soon as he heard it: "Yes, I forgot about this matter, our sweet potato has only been unearthed a few days ago."

   Hearing this, Yao Dangbing's expression darkened again.

  Wang Yi couldn't bear to see it, and asked: "Has this overseas Chinese made any requirements for sweet potato noodles? Can't it be done according to his requirements?"

Yao Dangbing said with a wry smile: "Without any requirements, he just said that his main purpose for returning to China this time is to visit his hometown, burn incense sticks for his deceased parents and burn some paper, and then he recalled his mother's life when he was offering sacrifices to his parents. Rolling noodles by hand, I remember this mouth!"

   "Afterwards, we made a lot of hand-rolled noodles for him, and he shook his head when he ate it! He threw his chopsticks after taking a bite! It's so outrageous!"

   "We really tried our best," he continued to complain when he mentioned this. "We even went to his hometown, Dayu Island, to find out how his mother made hand-rolled noodles."

"Sweet potato noodles are not delicious. His mother's hand-made noodles are really good. Why? Because in the old society, his mother worked as a cook for a boat owner on Big Fish Island. There is no shortage of chickens and ducks.”

   "His mother used to make chicken noodle soup for the boat owner at that time. Think about it, this sweet potato noodle soup is made with chicken soup, will it taste good?"

  Wang Dongmei nodded and said, "Understood, his mother used chicken soup to make noodles for his son..."

   "No!" Yao Dangbing's face showed a bleak look, "We also guessed so, so we served him noodles with chicken soup."

"What happened? In the end, people threw the bowl on the ground and said, 'Are you all in your head? The poor people in my family could only be sold as slaves to others, and my mother could cook it for me with chicken soup. bar to eat'?"

  Wang Dongmei was startled first: "Such a temper?"

   added: "That's right, it makes sense, but since his mother made chicken noodle soup for the boat owner, wouldn't she secretly bring chicken soup from the boat owner's house?"

   Yao Dangbing pointed his finger at him, and laughed again: "I said just now that our section chief was the first to be in charge of this overseas Chinese, right? Why did he change someone later?"

   "Because they couldn't solve the needs of the overseas Chinese, they gave you the hot potato." Wang Dongmei said.

Yao Dangbing said: "This is another matter. At first, our section chief received the overseas Chinese, but after he served the chicken soup and sweet potato noodles, the overseas Chinese pushed him away, saying that their family was poor at the time and could not eat chicken soup, so he Mother wouldn't cook sweet potato noodles with chicken soup for him."

   "And our section chief said the same thing to you! He said that his mother secretly brought out chicken soup for him to order!"

"As soon as he heard this, this overseas Chinese threw the bowl. He was furious and said, 'You mean my mother is a thief?' The section chief was replaced!"

   After listening to his words, Wang Dongmei had no choice: "This person is really hard to deal with. It's just a bowl of sweet potato noodles. What are you doing so embarrassing for people?"

  Wang Yi asked: "Then you didn't ask this overseas Chinese about the process or materials used by his mother to make hand-rolled noodles? You must have asked?"

"Definitely asked! But there is no difference between asking and not asking," Yao Dangbing shrugged and spread his hands, imitating overseas Chinese, "His mother is also very interesting, and every time she made sweet potato noodles for him, she let him go out. He locked the kitchen door to do it himself, so he doesn't know anything!"

   Wang Yi knocked on the table.

   frowned, thoughtfully.

Yao Dangbing said: "Forget it, let's not worry about this matter, this matter will definitely not be resolved. His mother passed away for more than 40 years, who can give him another bowl of the hand that his mother made back then. Rolling out noodles with the same taste, so…”

   "Not necessarily." Wang Yi waved his hand, "I heard you say just now that he wants to eat a bowl of sweet potato noodles that smells like 'mother's hand-made noodles'?"

   "Yes." Yao Dangbing nodded.

  Wang Yi said: "What's right? The point of his words is 'general' and 'general'!"

   "In this way, I'll make a bowl of sweet potato noodles. You can send it to the overseas Chinese and let him try it."

   Yao Dangbing and Wang Dongmei looked at him in surprise:

   "Mr. Wang, what did you figure out?"

   "What are you going to do?"

  Wang Yi said: "I want to be like his mother, no one is in the kitchen when I make this noodles, I have to make it quietly by myself!"

   Yao Dangbing scratched his head in confusion.

   What is this doing?

  Wang Yi said to Wang Dongmei: "Is there sweet potato noodles in the restaurant? If so, ask the master to help me and make a hand-rolled noodle for me. Let's go. Let me arrange how to do it."

   Yao Dang asked tentatively, "Teacher Wang, then I really called him over for dinner at noon?"

  Wang Yi said: "You call, call him."

   He went to the back kitchen and saw that Huang Huihui was helping out in the back kitchen.

Huang Huihui picked the dishes swiftly and said, "Dajun's injury has recovered quite well. Now he can walk on his own. It's just that the injured leg couldn't move for too long before, and the muscles have atrophied. The doctor said that he needs rehabilitation training now. ."

   "He is training himself hard, and he doesn't need anyone to take care of him on weekdays, so I came to help in the kitchen."

  Wang Yi said: "Then you have to be careful, it will hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days!"

  Huang Huihui said with a smile: "Isn't it almost a hundred days? And he mainly injured his muscles, and now it's just a recovery training."

"The main reason is that he wants to help you quickly, because Mr. Wang, you once told him that there will be work to be arranged for him in the future. He took this matter in mind and wanted to help you as much as possible, so Stay in the county for rehabilitation training."

   "Otherwise, the army can go home. He has no problem taking care of himself in life now, and he can also do some light work."

  Wang Yi nodded, then met the chef and asked the chef to help him make noodles.

   When it was almost noon, Yao Dangbing led a middle-aged and elderly man with gray hair and a face full of vicissitudes into the restaurant.

   This man is wearing a straight suit and black leather shoes, holding a civilized stick, and he does have the demeanor of a rich overseas Chinese.

  The main lord came, Wang Yi asked the chef and kitchen worker to leave the kitchen temporarily, he closed the window and closed the curtain, and went into the space-time room to get a box of Shidisheng chicken soup.

  Dried chopped green onion in the pot, clear chicken soup as the soup base, add the noodles prepared by the chef and start cooking.

   At this time, he went to open the door and let the chefs and kitchen workers continue to work. After all, it would be dinner time, and the restaurant was still quite busy.

   Noodles are cooked.

   The aroma is tangy.

   When the noodles were about to be served, the chef suggested: "Sprinkle some chopped green onion leaves, it tastes better."

  Wang Yi shook his head and smiled and said, "I don't need the better taste. It depends on this pot of noodles."

   He poured the noodles and soup into the sea bowls that were often used in the outer islands, and brought them to the overseas Chinese merchant.

  The overseas Chinese businessman looked at the soup in the bowl, nodded and said, "Well, it looks pretty good."

   Yao Dangbing took a pair of chopsticks and handed it to him. He picked up the noodles and blew them into his mouth, chewing slowly.

   Soon, a smile appeared on his face, he held the sea bowl with one hand and started waving chopsticks with the other, Siri snorted and started eating!

   (end of this chapter)