Chapter 272
When Feng Xiaoyun heard what they said, he also took it seriously, "Uncle Cheng's craftsmanship is indeed remarkable. His reputation as an imperial chef is not just for bragging. He doesn't want to go out of the mountain. Otherwise, his reputation would have spread all over the country."

Ye Jingyuan asked Ye Qingguo about their situation in Beijing.

Feng Xiaoyun replied: "They are all very good, Uncle Ye is a very smart person, he knows what to do is the best, don't worry!"

Ye Jingyuan said to Feng Xiaoyun and Ye Zhen again: "Lanlan and I plan to go to the capital for a few days, and invite relatives and friends over there to have a glass of wedding wine. Uncle Feng, Aunt Zhenzhen, will you go back with us? "

As soon as Feng Xiaoyun heard that Ye Jingyuan was going to the capital, he immediately asked him, "Ayuan, the research institute in the capital has been looking forward to your passing. How long do you plan to stay in the capital this time?"

Ye Jingyuan thought for a while and replied, "About a week or so!"

Feng Xiaoyun immediately asked again: "Then can you spare a few days to go to the research institute to guide and guide the work? If you agree, I can justifiably ask for a special plane to take you to the capital."

Ye Jingyuan and Song Lan looked at each other, and finally nodded, "Okay, I can take a few days to visit the research institute."

"Great! Then I'll call them right away and get them ready."

After Feng Xiaoyun finished speaking, he immediately entered his room, picked up his private plane, and dialed the number in the capital.

After hanging up Feng Xiaoyun's phone, he immediately ordered the people below to quickly prepare for the bottleneck that trapped them, and when Ye Jingyuan came over, he asked him to help solve all these problems.

When the people in the capital heard that Ye Jingyuan was coming, they were all very excited. They hurriedly prepared the research materials on hand, so that they could find Ye Jingyuan to solve the problem.

Ye Zhen looked helplessly at the figure of Feng Xiaoyun rushing into the room, smiled a little embarrassedly and said to Song Lan and Ye Jingyuan: "Your Uncle Feng is like this, when you encounter work, you don't remember anything."

Song Lan smiled and said something nice for Feng Xiaoyun, "Uncle Feng is dedicated."

Ye Zhen sighed softly, "Sometimes, I wish he wasn't so dedicated, and I would be happier if he could spend more time with our mother and son."

Song Lan explained to her, "It's a good thing for a man to be ambitious. Now that you are still young, you can work hard for a few more years. When you are older, you can apply to be transferred back to the capital and live a stable life. However, in recent years, I think it is better for you to stay here, the south is relatively comfortable and free."

Ye Zhen nodded, "We also heard from my brother and my father-in-law that we should stay here for a few years and not transfer back for now."

The wind and rain are coming, and everyone lives their lives carefully and dutifully, not daring to do anything out of the ordinary.

Ye Zhen asked Song Lan how they were doing in Hong Kong City.
Song Lan also smiled and told Ye Zhen roughly what she had done.

After Ye Zhen finished listening, he looked at Song Lan in amazement, "Alan, you are really amazing! Your ability and courage are really unmatched by women, so admirable."

Song Lan smiled modestly: "Aunt Zhenzhen, please stop praising me. I still have a lot to work on."

After Feng Xiaoyun made the phone call, he told the time when the special plane would come to pick them up, and it was set at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

Song Lan was a little surprised, "So fast?"

Feng Xiaoyun looked at Ye Jingyuan with a smile and said, "There's no way, those old fellows in the research institute have been looking forward to A Yuan's arrival, and they can't wait to tie A Yuan to the research institute every day and not let him go."

Then he asked Song Lan, "Is there anything else you need to do here?"

Song Lan smiled, "It's nothing, I just want to go back to Huzhuang, and invite the folks to have a cup of wedding wine for me and A Yuan."

Feng Xiaoyun immediately said to her: "That's good. After you have dinner with me at noon, you will drive my car back to Huzhuang and invite them to dinner. How about it? If you treat guests at noon, they will still have to go to work , on the contrary, they are not as comfortable as inviting them to dinner at night, even if they are drunk, they can go home and rest right away."

Song Lan and Ye Jingyuan looked at each other, "Okay, let's do this!"

During lunch, Song Lan and Ye Jingyuan were very satisfied with this Buddha jumping over the wall, and kept praising Cheng Jinshao.

Ye Jingyuan also poached the wall in front of Feng Xiaoyun, "Grandpa Cheng, why don't you go to Hong Kong City with us? I'll give you a monthly salary of 1000 yuan, how about it?"

They thought that with such a high salary, Cheng Jinshao would at least be tempted.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Jinshao directly declined with a smile, "No, no, we are living a good life now, and at this age, we don't want to leave our hometown and go outside."

Song Lan immediately said to him: "Grandpa Cheng, Hong Kong City is also the land of our motherland. Although it is still under the control of foreigners, they will return it sooner or later. Even if we are in Hong Kong City, we are also in the motherland." On the land!"

Cheng Jinshao waved her hand, "You don't have to persuade me, we are where Xiaoyun is now, no matter how much money you give me, I won't be tempted. What are you doing with so much money?"

When Cheng Jinshao's words came out, Feng Xiaoyun was deeply moved.

Over the years, Cheng Jinshao and Grandma Cheng have spent more time with him than his father and mother.

They treat him like a parent and child and take good care of him.

Feng Xiaoyun also regards them as his own parents, and is willing to support them and provide them with care until the end of their lives.

Song Lan and Ye Jingyuan also admired Cheng Jinshao, and Song Lan gave Cheng Jinshao a thumbs up, "Grandpa Cheng, I really admire you!"

Ye Jingyuan's salary of 1000 yuan can be said to be the highest in China at this time.

I heard that the salaries of high-level leaders are only 600 yuan.

But the old man refused the monthly salary of 1000 yuan without blinking an eye.

Seeing that he couldn't convince Mr. Cheng, Song Lan had no choice but to give up.

She thought about going back to the portable mall to look for those books. There are many books and videos about food in modern times. She learned a few tricks, and she might be able to make an extremely delicious Buddha jumping out of the wall.

Originally, she wanted to ask Mr. Cheng for advice, but many of the cooking skills passed down in the family were refused to be passed on to the outside world.

Song Lan didn't ask any more questions.

After finishing lunch at Feng Xiaoyun's place, Song Lan and Ye Jingyuan borrowed Feng Xiaoyun's jeep and drove towards Huzhuang.

Halfway to a remote place, Song Lan stopped.

She took out dozens of catties of pork ribs, dozens of catties of pork belly, thirty pre-cooked roast chickens, thirty packs of ready-made stewed beef, thirty catties of shrimps, thirty perch, and dozens of catties of pork belly from the portable shopping mall. Fried peanuts, dozens of catties of red dates, two large boxes of wedding candies, two large boxes of wedding cakes, and five large boxes of apples were all placed in the rear compartment of the jeep.

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