National Treasure Artist

Chapter 97 The Unbearable Tranquility (Please recommend for collection)

Time flies, and months pass in the blink of an eye.

At the beginning of December, the season gradually entered the cold winter from late autumn.

In a private chat group, there is a conversation going on with suppressed strong expectations:
"Mr. Cai, my plan is ready. I don't know when to start the attack?"

"Mine is fine too. The transformation of this apartment type is indeed a bit of a challenge. It is not too much to call it a paper building."

"My aisle-like home plan has been completed, what's Mr. Cai's next move?"

"Young designer leader? Haha, you're about to become the leader of young designer jokes!"

"After this time, the few of us should be able to gain a lot of fame as long as we operate properly."

"If it weren't for the pressure of a few veterans in the institute, we would have soared to the sky with our abilities, so why wait until now?"

Cai Qingshan is what they call Mr. Cai, which means Mr. Cai, and the implication is that they hope that after this time, she can reach the top and become the chief engineer and chief engineer of the entire OBO.

"In the future, I will have to rely on Mr. Zhou's care."

"Where is there, Mr. Zhang joked, help each other, help each other!"

"Greetings to all the bosses."

"Hey, Mr. Li is here too, is the proposal deadline yet?"

"Well, the renderings, text and model are all completed, and the result is quite satisfactory."

"Looks like it's almost done, just wait for Mr. Cai's order!"

There was a lot of compliments in the chat group, calling each other the boss, and the emotions of complacency, joy, and anticipation were almost unbearable.

Outsiders may not know the meaning of this mutual complaint to the boss in the group.

These designers come from Shanghai Modern Architectural Design Company, Railway Survey and Design Institute, Muller Design Institute, Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provincial Architectural Design Institute, Huanuo Design Institute
Almost every design institute is a large courtyard, which can be ranked first in China.

If you want to be the chief engineer in these large courtyards, you will have a high status in the circle. You belong to the upper level of the pyramid, and the ones who preside over the design are all domestic landmark buildings.

"What is President Cai busy with?"

"Why didn't you answer for so long?"

"Don't worry, if this happens, we will all have to call Mr. Cai a benefactor!"

Cai Qingshan erupted without keeping a few people waiting.

"Keep all the bosses waiting!"

"Xiao Cai was just talking on the phone with the designer friend from the Shanghai Home Furnishing Group to learn more about the situation."

In this private chat group, Cai Qingshan obviously had a higher status. As soon as she spoke, everyone immediately came out.

"Soon, soon, it will always be our honor to wait for Cai!"

"President Wang's words have reached my heart. Not everyone is qualified to wait for the first female head of Oubo in the future."

"Boss Cai is too modest, who dares to call you Xiao Cai."

Compliments rang out one after another.

Cai Qingshan read the news one by one, and the corners of her mouth lightly lifted, a little enjoying it.

The designers she invited were of equal or even higher status than hers, but right now they were all flattering her.

"Bosses, I just received news that Bai Gongtong's six entrusted cases are coming to an end."

"It is estimated to be completed in about half a month."

In design institutes in Shanghai, Beijing, and Hangzhou, a designer with an average age of 40 read the news with joy on his face.

"The young man is so courageous that he dares to command six cases at the same time."

"Haha, otherwise, where did we get the chance!"

"I'm more looking forward to what kind of reaction there will be when we see the messy works of young designer leaders."

"By the way, Mr. Cai, when will we start the official sniping?"

someone asked.

"Bosses, don't worry, it's not yet time."

"We need to make some preparations."

"When the time comes, the bosses will send it out together!"

After the words fell, all the designers laughed and sent out messages one after another quickly.

"Thanks to President Cai's promotion this time, next time, when President Cai comes to Shanghai, I will be the host!"

"Mr. Cai, I will set a table at the Capital Hotel tomorrow, so you must do me a favor."

"Cai can always think of us, because we have accumulated great blessings in our previous lives."

"Cai is always our bole!"

"Boss Cai, it's interesting!
Buyi people in Banwan Village.

Gong Tong, Lu Er and the others communicated the news one by one, and walked out of the house after learning that everything was going well.

The foundation project of the village in front of him has almost been completed, and finishing work has begun for both the new village and the old village.

The work in the hands of Gongtong's team is much lighter, but everyone is still not idle.

No, Gong Tong saw Zuo Chao walking out with a bag on his back.

shouted:
"Zuo Chao, where are you going?"

"Head."

Zuo Chao stopped, looked at Gongtong and shouted, then scratched his head: "Aunt Li's table and bench are broken, I'll go and have a look."

"Hey, you kid, you've become a carpenter."

"Old work, inheriting the skills of our ancestors!"

"go Go."

Davidia Davidson showed a thumb.

"Girl Qianhe, where are you going?"

As soon as he turned around, Duan Qianhe, who was in a ponytail, rushed out and almost bumped into Davidia involucrata.

"Brother Tong!"

"It's too late, I'll tell you more about it when I get back."

"Several uncles and aunts are waiting for me to take pictures of them!"

Duan Qianhe didn't stop with the camera on his back, and ran out again, waving his hands from a distance, and his voice was full of joy: "There are also a few dolls who asked me to take pictures of them, saying that they are for parents in other places Look!"

Davidia Davidson stood in the yard shrugged and smiled.

They have stayed in this ancient village for half a year, and they have already integrated into this mountain village.

At first, they felt tormented and wanted to get back to the city earlier.

But right now, they are really about to leave, but they are reluctant to give up, trying their best to do more things for the villagers in the village!
"Ban Xia, we should go too."

Gongtong turned around and went into the next room, shouting before entering the door.

Wearing a rustic padded jacket, but it is still difficult to conceal the stunning beauty.

Ban Xia walked out and rolled her eyes at Gong Tong: "You can just torment Ma Ye."

Gongtong chuckled, then refused to accept it and said:

"Also talk about me, every time I don't see you eating less!"

The two walked side by side into the mountain, which was the familiar road.

The lush trees on the mountain are gradually bald, and the ground is covered with withered and crisp leaves, and you can hear crisp sounds when you step on them.

Hearing Davidia involucrata's words, Banxia swallowed, her pretty face flushed slightly.

No one expected that Ma Ye would be so arrogant and possess such comprehensive skills.

From two or three months ago to today, from one dish a day at the beginning to one dish every three days, it has never stopped.

Even in the mountain village, the old restaurants belonging to Ma Ye had been built early, but they were all kept secret.

"Master!"

Entering the main room, Ban Xia ran up behind Ma Ye familiarly, stretched out his hand to press the old man's shoulder.

"Master, today, what are you doing so much?"

Davidia involucrata also entered the room, looked at the table, ate pieces of oblate pieces on the porcelain plate, touched her chin: "It looks like dessert."

"Bobo sugar, also known as Luokou crisp."

The old man still had a stinky face, but he agreed.

Davidia Davidson approached, spoke with chopsticks, and looked carefully: "How did you do this?"

The bobo sugar does not look obvious, the edge is shaped, and it is wheat yellow.

"The main raw materials are maltose processed from glutinous rice and sesame powder peeled and fried."

Ma Ye shook his goatee, tapped his shoulders with a cigarette stick, and signaled Pinellia to pinch it:

"Heat the caramel to about [-] degrees Celsius, then add sesame powder, and then the caramel will be crispy layer by layer."

"Then roll the crispy sugar skin into an oblate shape. The white crispy sugar is like waves in the spring breeze, so it is called bobo sugar."

"This is an old dessert of the Buyi people that came out in the late Qing Dynasty."

Hearing this, he nodded.

Without hesitation, he just stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as the bobo sugar falls into the mouth, it gradually disappears silently. The fragrance of sesame seeds and the sweetness of caramel permeate and turn in the mouth.
Fragrant, sweet, crisp, but not greasy at all.

Even Davidia involucrata closed her eyes comfortably while eating.

"Girl, what's going on with you, I'm not feeling well at all."

"Go, go, I don't need you anymore!"

Ban Xia couldn't help swallowing, and was caught in the eyes of the old man.

Master Ma immediately waved his hands and said with a bad face.

After eating, the dishes were cleaned, and the two stood in front of Master Ma.

"Why don't you go away?"

Ma Ye stared and scolded.

"Ma Ye, I want to invite you back to the village to host the restaurant in the village!"

Davidia involucrata smiled and said crisply.

When the old man heard this, he didn't react.

"Maye, your craftsmanship belongs to this!"

Davidia Davidson gave a thumbs up and said again.

My good fellow, Ma Ye came to his senses now, and almost pulled off his white beard in agitation.

"Don't go!"

I thought Ma Ye would follow the trend and agree, but I didn't want to. I saw the old man raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and refused.

Dove Tong and Pinellia looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

This old man has been waiting for this invitation, this compliment for months.

But it finally came, and it turned out to be arrogant again.

"Maye, why don't you go, please!"

"No one in the Bouyei people can cook more delicious food than you."

Ban Xia approached, hugged the old man's arm and acted like a baby.

The old man squinted his eyes, obviously he was comfortable, but insisted on insisting: "Don't go!"

When Gongtong heard it, she deliberately repeated it loudly: "Aren't you going?"

Pretending to leave: "Forget it, I'll go find Uncle He, his skills are not bad."

As he said he was going to leave, Ma Ye became anxious this time, opened his eyes, and raised his voice suddenly:
"What kind of cooking can he know?"

Davidson's footsteps stopped slightly.

"Forget it, forget it, for the sake of the girl, Ma Ye, I reluctantly agree to your request."

Ma Ye waved his hand and said impatiently.

After going down the mountain, I took Ma Ye to the specially renovated restaurant in the village.

Ma Ye carefully observed every place.

The overhead layer is the storage space.

Half of the first floor is the kitchen, half of which are old wooden tables, and the partially double-height second floor seems to have the best view of the private seats.
The restaurant is exquisite, and even Davidia Davidson specially designed dishes and tools for each dish.

Of course, these special plates, bowls and tools are obtained after Davidia involucrata personally tasted the dishes made by Maye and listened to the history and methods explained by Maye.
These small designs are the most comfortable and thoughtful, and even tell a story.

Master Ma's body trembled a little, a little excited, and very satisfied.

"Barely not bad, count your kid as something to eat."

Ma Ye said to Gongtong.

Banwan Village is harmonious and peaceful, but it is a pity that the trees want to be quiet but the wind does not stop. As the saying goes, the mountains and rains are about to come, and the buildings are full of flowers.
(End of this chapter)