Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 6

Despite the scorching sun at noon, people on the field ridge were still busy working.

In the process of harvesting wheat, as the sickle was waved, large beads of sweat rolled down from the forehead and fell on the fertile and oily black soil.

Su Qingfeng held Pandi's little hand and walked on the path with lunch.

Pandi held a piece of fruit candy in her mouth, which was sweet and cold, as if it could soak into her heart.

She quietly raised her eyes and glanced at Su Qingfeng. He always had a smile on his face.

A sense of security suddenly arises.

She likes this kind of fourth brother.

Unlike my mother, who would rob her and her sister of their food, thinking they were losers, and would always move all the food at home to my grandma's house.

Speechless all the way.

By the time we reached the edge of the field and under the shade of a tree, it was already time to finish work at noon.

It's just that there is a lot of work during the autumn harvest. If you have to go home from work, you will waste a lot of time going back and forth.

So the young adults in the village, and even the aunts and aunts, all sat under the shade of the trees, eating steamed buns and wild vegetable dumplings.

If the conditions at home are better, white flour will be mixed with the steamed buns, and even one or two pieces of bacon will be added to give it a meaty taste.

For those who are more particular, there will be one or two drops of sesame oil in the wild vegetable dumplings.

But today...it seems a little different.

An indescribable and delicious fragrance floated in the air from nowhere.

There is a feeling that makes people drool.

Seeing a figure walking in front of her, the wife of the village party secretary was surprised, "Oh, Qingfeng, your injuries are not fully healed, how come you are out?"

Su Qingfeng smiled, walked to the little old lady, and said with a smile, "I think about it, idleness is also idle. A man who can walk and run, even if he can't get off the ground, can't be paralyzed on the bed, right? ? So I thought about it and decided to just cook, which would also be considered as helping me to nurse my mother."

Hey!
Is the Su family idiot cooking?

Can I eat this meal?
After hearing Su Qingfeng's words, this was the first thought that came to everyone's mind.

Wang Guihua sat aside, curled her lips, and couldn't help saying angrily, "Qingfeng, don't tell me that my aunt's speech is unpleasant. All the cooking is done by old women. What are you talking about when you, a young man, are busy working on the stove?" ?”

The little old lady was not used to Wang Guihua, "The chefs in the state-owned restaurants in the city are all men. Do you dare to say that they have no future?"

So why is there no future?
During the great famine, he was almost reduced to a handful of bones from hunger, but the restaurant chefs in other cities were still chubby.

This is enviable enough.

Wang Guihua didn't dare to tease her anymore, so she could only mutter, "Bah! I've never cooked before, and I still want to be a cook. What a toad..."

Huh?
The aroma in the air seemed to be stronger.

Everyone's eyes moved around, as if they were looking for something, and finally settled on the steamed bun in Su Qingfeng's hand.

A flatbread made from mixed grains and cornmeal.

The slightly spicy and refreshing kimchi will instantly increase your appetite the moment it blooms on the tip of your tongue.

Stir-fried radish leaves as green as emeralds seem to heal your eyes just by looking at them.

These things, in the previous life, would have been labeled as organic vegetables from a farm.

The golden and green eggs are fried with cucumber. When you take a bite, you can clearly feel the oily and moist feeling of the eggs exploding in your lips.

Combined with the refreshing and crisp taste of cucumber, it is satisfying and full without being overly greasy.

Especially the large piece of ground three fresh vegetables at the end poured on the flatbread. The soup is thick and has a rotten and mushy feeling. When you eat it, the green pepper is crispy and the eggplant is delicious. Just bite into the big flatbread and it's delicious. Everyone in the family just thinks that the gods will not change.

It’s so... so delicious!
"Gudong."

I don’t know who among the crowd swallowed.

Aunt Li, the daughter-in-law of the village party secretary, came over and said in surprise, "Qingfeng, aunt has long known that you are a lucky person. You have been stupid for so many years, but your cooking ability is better than mine. Let me tell you, this dish of yours is better than mine." There is more than enough on the table." Bai Jing sat aside, eating delicately but not slowly.

So delicious!
She even felt that compared with her son's craftsmanship, what she ate at home in the past... was all pig food!
She turned around and saw that, sure enough, her sisters-in-law were eating without even raising their heads.

The little old lady was reserved at first, but later she was attracted by the aroma and more people came around, so she just grabbed the small stool and sat among the crowd, her eyebrows dancing.

"Hey, yes, my grandson did it."

"Hey, I didn't want to let him cook. It's this guy who insists on being filial to me and insists on cooking for me."

"Does it taste good? Look at how oily it is, isn't it delicious? Hey, it costs more..."

The old lady was talking about throwing away the money, but there was a hint of joy in her eyebrows and eyes.

There is a big show off for three days and three nights.

[Complete the side mission and you will be rewarded with two and a half kilograms of pork belly. 】

A heart finally fell into place.

Only then did Su Qingfeng have the heart to listen to this series of harps. When he came to his senses, he felt quite dumbfounded.

I don't know who was holding the oil bottle yesterday, talking about it for a long time.

I can't wait to vomit out the oil and water I swallowed.

Wang Guihua looked at the old lady and snorted coldly.

What are you talking about?
Now that I know how to cook, don’t I still have to dig in the ground?

When Xiaoya and Qianjin get married and have an iron job, she can naturally live in the city.

Thinking of this, Wang Guihua no longer felt sour in her heart.

I don't know if it was an illusion or something, but when she thought of Deng Xiaoya, Wang Guihua actually saw two figures walking together on the yellow mud road at the entrance of the village.

One of the figures resembled Deng Xiaoya.

When she got closer, she saw that it was her daughter and her son-in-law from the city.

Deng Xiaoya and He Qianjin were dressed decently, but a closer look revealed that their faces were sallow and their eyes were black, as if they had not slept well and lacked energy.

When He Qian walked on the yellow mud road, there was disgust and disgust in his brows that could not be concealed.

When Deng Xiaoya saw Wang Guihua's eyes looking over, she subconsciously smiled and moved to the side, wanting to get closer to He Qianjin.

Unexpectedly, He Qianjin pinched his nose and asked impatiently, "Why does everything smell like pig shit?"

The scene was quiet.

The people under the shade of the trees are not the same if they eat all at once or if they don’t eat.

Su Qingfeng chewed the steamed bun and laughed twice, "You'd better stop opening your mouth. When you open your mouth, you will spray manure. I don't know if I thought you were fertilizing the fields."

Damn, when this kid said it, this brown bun looked more and more like shit...

Su Qingfeng took two more hard bites.

He Qianjin heard someone choking at him.

His face suddenly lost its expression.

When I looked up, I saw that it was Su Qingfeng again!
The flesh on his face trembled again and again, and he smiled softly, "Su Qingfeng, I think you are already well, and it seems that you don't need any compensation. I want to sue you! Sue you for blackmailing me!"

Su Qingfeng glanced at him, swallowed the dough in his mouth, and then patted the crumbs on his hand unhurriedly.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and lay directly on the big rock, "Oh, my head hurts, it hurts like the world is spinning!"

Finally, he opened his eyes and glanced at He Qianjin.

It’s you who’s being blackmailed!
How to drop!
　Today's first update~Second update, let me look for typos. I have too many typos...sometimes I can't find them after searching two or three times. If you find something, you can point it out.
　　
　
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