Portable Museum

Chapter 359 A New Beginning, A New Beginning
"Master, I am very happy. I made several new friends today." Sophie Marceau happily talked about her experience on the first day of school.

Today is September [-]st, the school season, and Sophie Marceau's first day of school.

"That is, our little princess Sophie is so beautiful, she will definitely be very popular." Zhang Junping laughed.

Sophie Marceau's life was completely changed by Zhang Junping.

Sophie Marceau was once approached by a director to make a film, and Sophie Marceau's mother was also very tempted. Few people could refuse to be a star and earn a lot of money.

However, Zhang Junping only said one sentence: I can call those famous stars you think, and they will be ravaged by me with a single phone call, and you have to please me with a smile.

It completely shattered Sophie Marceau's mother's star dream.

Then Zhang Junping arranged for someone to bring Sophie Marceau and her mother to China, so as to save her from going out again.

If we say that accepting Sophie Marceau at the beginning was purely for his dream of chasing stars in later generations, for evil fun.

Later, Zhang Junping really fell in love with this eccentric girl, who is too talented in painting.

Not counting his two precious daughters, Sophie Marceau is the tallest among all Zhang Junping's apprentices.

"Are you back? The two girls have been staring at their watches since they woke up in the afternoon. Half an hour ago, they ran to the gatehouse just to wait for you." Qiu Wenyan said rather jealously.

"Haha! My precious girl, do you miss Dad? Will Dad take you to work tomorrow?" Zhang Junping asked with a doting smile.

"Okay! I like going to work with my dad the most."

"I like it the most too!"

Chunni and Chunniu kissed Zhang Junping's cheeks hard, and then giggled happily.

"Your father just got off work, and he kissed before washing his face, and he didn't think it was dirty." Qiu Wenyan teased the two daughters on purpose.

"Father's face is not dirty at all." Chun Ni stared at Zhang Junping's face for a while before saying seriously.

"It's not dirty, Dad's face is clean." Chun Niu wiped it with her hands, and then said.

"Okay, your father's face is clean, don't let me sleep in your arms at night." Qiu Wenyan said with a straight face.

"No!" Chunni Chunniu immediately struggled to get off the ground when she heard this, and ran to Qiu Wenyan and said coquettishly.

These two little girls couldn't kiss Zhang Junping during the day, but at night, they wouldn't be with anyone except Qiu Wenyan, and neither could Zhang Junping.

Zhang Junping went into the bathroom, washed his hands and face, and then came to the cradle to see his son.

The son was spitting out bubbles and sleeping soundly.

Zhang Junping turned around and left the bedroom again.

Come to the yard.

"Shall we eat noodles with fried sauce tonight?" Qiu Wenyan said.

"Okay!"

"I want to eat what you made!"

"I also want to eat the fried noodles made by my father."

"I want to eat too!"

"Okay! I'll do it!" Zhang Junping smiled and got up and went to the backyard, ready to make fried rice noodles.

Grandma and grandpa have moved away.

The houses of the eldest cousin and the second cousin have come down, both of which are 160 square meters.

The uncle was also picked up.

Grandpa and grandpa also moved there.

In the concept of the elderly, the elderly still have to follow the son.

For this reason, Zhang's mother bought them another house in the community for their grandparents and uncle to live in.

The uncle didn't want to live or die, and Zhang's mother said that she was filial to her parents.

The two couldn't stop arguing, and in the end, grandpa and grandma took out a large yellow croaker and patted it on the table, saying that he bought the house.

Zhang Junping was very surprised, he didn't expect his grandparents to have such a rich family background.

This is the perfect solution.

Grandma and grandpa have moved away, which is just right, otherwise Sophie Marceau, mother and daughter, would really have no place to live.

It's not that there is no room, but that the main house in the middle courtyard cannot be lived in for her.

The main house in the backyard cannot be given to her.

It happened that grandpa and grandma moved away, and they lived in the east wing room where grandpa and the others lived.

Zhang Junping came to the backyard kitchen, took out a piece of pork belly from the refrigerator, put it in a basin, poured water, and thawed.

Then start boiling water.

The soul of Zhajiangmian lies in this cold boiled water.

It's a pity that there is no well in the yard, otherwise the effect of using well water would be better.

In the old BJ Sijiu City, there are very few sweet water wells, and most of them are bitter water wells.

Sweet water wells are generally concentrated in the Wangfujing area.

After boiling the water, pour it into a basin and put it under the fan to dry.

Zhang Junping started to meet face to face.

Zhajiang noodles have to be rolled out by hand, so that they taste stronger.

Zhang Junping did some calculations, good guy, there are now eight apprentices living in the house, plus the two of them, and two daughters, a total of twelve people.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother don't come back to eat at night, they always eat in restaurants.

Among the seven restaurants, the newly built restaurant outside Guang'anmen is the main store. Zhang's father and mother usually stay in the main store, and occasionally visit other restaurants for inspection.

Although Zhang Junping has said many times, professional things should be left to professional people.

Each restaurant has hired a professional manager to take charge, they only need to listen to the report and check the accounts.

As a result, the two of them didn't listen at all, and would sit in the restaurant every day. Although they didn't intervene in the specific management, in their words, sitting in the restaurant, even if they didn't do anything, they felt at ease.

Zhang Junping knew that this was caused by too fast development. His parents always had an unreal feeling about everything in front of him, so he wanted to stare at it himself. go the same.

Zhang Junping had no choice but to let them be happy.

Zhang Junping's speed is very fast, enough noodles for twelve people to eat.

Kneading noodles is very important for hand-rolled noodles. Whether the noodles taste good or not depends on kneading the noodles.

The reason why Qiu Wenyan and the others like to eat the noodles made by Zhang Junping is because Zhang Junping's hands are strong, and the noodles that come out are even stronger.

After reconciling the noodles, use a rolling pin to roll the dough into a skin, then use a knife to cut into thin strips, and the noodles are ready.

Putting the noodles aside, Zhang Junping looked at the pork belly.

In summer, it thaws quickly.

By the time Zhang Junping rolled the noodles, the pork belly had already thawed.

Zhang Junping cut the pork belly into cubes.

After the country is heated, add oil, then put rock sugar, wait for the rock sugar to melt, put the pork belly and garlic into the pot and stir fry.

After the meat is colored, add the sauce, stir-fry several times, add water, and wait for the water to boil.

The sauce, of course, is Liubiju's yellow sauce.

Zhajiang was being boiled here, Zhang Junping took another pot, started to boil water, and served noodles.

Slice cucumbers.

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"Dinner is ready!" Zhang Junping stood in the backyard and yelled after the noodles were ready, and suddenly a group of people came running over.

Zhang Junping first took a big bowl, filled it up by himself, and then opened the bowl of noodles that everyone was vying for, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Speaking of which, he rarely has the opportunity to cook, and he just cooks occasionally to satisfy everyone's hunger.

No matter how big a man's career is outside, he will eventually return to his family.

Home is the permanent post.

Naturally, he doesn't need to wash the dishes himself, and his apprentice will do it for him.

Now several apprentices have all gone to junior high school.

There is no problem with cleaning pots and washing dishes.

In the evening, after supervising the apprentice's evening class, he chatted with his parents and Judy who came back from the hotel for a while before going back to the room to sleep.

"Are the kids asleep?"

"Sleep! Go take a shower." Qiu Wenyan nodded.

Zhang Junping's heart was burning hot. It has been two months since Qiu Wenyan gave birth today.

After giving birth, Qiu Wenyan, although a little more fleshy, has a young woman's demeanor that is even more charming, and her every move has a charm that seduces people's souls.

Zhang Junping went into the bathroom, took a quick shower, and returned to the bedroom naked.

He flung himself on the bed.

The two daughters had already been carried to the crib by Qiu Wenyan, and the son was also in the cradle, so there was no need to worry about disturbing them.

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The next day, Zhang Junping ate breakfast refreshed, and brought his two daughters to the art company.

Now the art company has moved into a new office building.

Zhang Junping and Wu Xinping occupied the entire ninth floor.

"Notify the heads of all departments to hold a meeting in the conference room on the ninth floor at [-]:[-]." Zhang Junping instructed his secretary after arriving at the company.

Don't get me wrong, Zhang Junping is using a male secretary, he is not crazy enough to use a female secretary.

"Okay Chairman!" Secretary Song Xiaoming agreed, and turned to give the notice.

Nowadays, art companies are also following the trend. They are no longer managers and deputy managers, but chairman, supervisor, general manager and deputy general manager.

"Baby, Dad will have a meeting later, you can just draw and play in the office obediently, okay?"

"it is good!"

Zhang Junping took out the easel, fixed the easel for the two daughters, hung the canvas, prepared the dyes, and watched the two of them paint.

For the girl, Zhang Junping is absolutely extravagant. On the canvas for the girl to draw, Zhang Junping has already outlined the drawing with a pen in advance, and the girl only needs to paint on it.

The girls are willing to follow him because Zhang Junping never gets angry and scolds them, even if the two of them paint their faces with dye, and their clothes are also covered with dye, Zhang Junping will not scold them.

Zhang Junping sat on the side, instructing the two daughters to paint and fill in the colors.

"Chun girl, why are your clouds black?"

"Because it's cloudy! It's going to rain, so the clouds are black."

"Oh!

Chunni, why are your clouds colorful? "

"Because the rain stopped, the rainbow came out and dyed the clouds into colorful colors."

Zhang Junping taught his daughters how to draw, never restricting their imaginations, letting them develop by themselves.

After watching for a while, seeing that the time was almost half past nine, Zhang Junping stood up.

"Baby, Dad is going to a meeting, you guys draw pictures obediently, you are not allowed to run around, you know?"

"Understood, goodbye, Dad!"

"Goodbye, Dad! Come back soon!"

Zhang Junping waved to the two daughters, and walked into the next meeting room with a teacup.

His and Wu Xinping's offices are at both ends of the corridor, with the conference room and their workspace in the middle.

"Is everyone here?" Zhang Junping sat down in the middle of the meeting room.

"It's all here!" Song Xiaoming replied.

"I called everyone over today, the first thing is about the [-]th Arts and Crafts Competition that we are about to hold.

Mr. Chen, please tell me. "

　Someone saw me fast forward and asked me if I was about to finish the book.

　　Just to clarify, I'm just fast-forwarding so the story can unfold.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)