Scene Of A Boxed Rice Box, Visitors Fill The Whole Road!

Chuanshan Town, the top of the mountain.

A small courtyard of self-built bungalows.

Doorway.

"Xiao Pan, I really thank you this time, I bought all the small vegetables grown by our family, otherwise the old woman of our family designated to go down the mountain to sell vegetables again~

" "Uncle Zhang, what are you talking about, I also act according to the rules, you really have to thank, then thank our boss!"

Pan Tiezhu was carrying a large bag of vegetables and was talking to a middle-aged man with slightly curly hair and dark skin.

The middle-aged man's name is Zhang Zhihua, who works as a chef in a five-star hotel in Pengcheng.

This month, he went home to visit his elderly mother, and also persuaded her to enjoy happiness at home.

Stop going down to sell vegetables.

Ay!

The old man is idle, and every day he either pours in the fields or hikes down the mountain to sell vegetables.

To know.

Mount Kawakawa is more than 1,200 meters above sea level, and it takes six hours for an adult to descend the mountain.

Not to mention an old man in his ancient years.

The old lady always went down the mountain in the early morning and stayed up all night in order to be able to go out at six or seven o'clock in the morning.

When she finished selling her food at noon, she spent another six or seven hours hiking back to the top of the mountain.

The older generation is always like this, diligent and thrifty, but also idle, and wants to find something for himself to do every day.

I don't know how to retire, let alone enjoy.

They are used to working every day, so they will feel very satisfied, but in the eyes of the younger generation, it is unfilial piety.

How can the old man of the ancient age still be running around?

Zhang Zhihua persuaded her several times to let her feel at ease at home for the elderly, but the old man just didn't listen, and she was worried about the waste of vegetables at home.

After all, there are so many vegetables grown at home, and her old man can't eat much, so she can't bear it...

Ay!

Whenever the old lady said this, Zhang Zhihua was always speechless.

Yes, thrift and thrift are traditional Chinese virtues.

Selling vegetables is not a bad thing.

But.

Zhang Zhihua is most worried about the old man's body!

In fact, the old lady is also worried about her son.

The money she earned from selling vegetables was all tied with leather bands.

Ten, five, one, horn...

She was reluctant to spend this money, and kept it all for her son.

Although the denomination is not large, the old lady has saved more than ten years, and she has also saved thirty or forty thousand in her hands.

If her son is short of money, she will take it out and use it urgently.

Zhang Zhihua and her are flesh and blood relatives, why don't you know about this?

It's just that no matter how much you persuade, you can't persuade.

In fact, Zhang Zhihua thought quite clearly.

Money is something outside the body, and family is the most important thing.

If you don't have a family, what's the use of asking for money?

He would rather work hard and be poorer than let the old mother work so hard!

It's just that there is no way to take the old man all the time....

This time, Pan Tiezhu came to the mountain to purchase ingredients, which can be regarded as a big favor to Zhang Zhihua.

"Which boss?"

Zhang Zhihua had just returned for two days, and he only knew that Pan Tiezhu was shopping in the village these days, and he had not heard of any bosses.

When Pan Tiezhu heard this, he told Zhang Zhihua about his job search, and did not forget to frantically praise Sunset.

High emotional intelligence, good personality, handsome, delicious cooking!

Anyway, all the words of praise under the sky, he wanted to use on Sunset's body.

"And such talents?"

For a time, Zhang Zhihua became deeply interested in this young man called "Sunset".

But he also couldn't figure it out.

Cooking is delicious, why do you have to set up a stall?

It's not fragrant to go to a big city to be a chef~~~~

As a chef in a five-star hotel in Pengcheng, Zhang Zhihua's salary now exceeds 10,000, and there are many apprentices under him.

It is a little famous in the industry.

Many business elites, rich second generations and celebrities, banquets and dinners will appoint him as a chef, a table is a thousand yuan, the money is immeasurable ~~~

This is not more than going back to the hometown to earn a stall?

......

Zhang Zhihua drew his attention back to reality.

He looked at Pan Tiezhu and pondered in his heart: Smelly boy, what panacea did your grandmother feed you, you look so white and fat!

Don't say it, it's quite cute ~~~

"Uncle Zhang, it's not early, I should go back." Pan Tiezhu broke the calm.

He waved his hand, picked up a large bag of side dishes, and turned to move back to the van.

Right at this moment.

An old hand with rough calluses rested on his arm.

"Xiao Pan, it's six o'clock now, or do you want to stay and eat?"

Zhang Zhihua brought a lot of native products back from Pengcheng a few days ago.

Today I am preparing to make something delicious for the old lady to increase nutrition.

It happened that at this time, Pan Tiezhu came over to buy small dishes, just in time for him to stay for a meal and express his gratitude.

There are many pairs of bowls and chopsticks in the house, and it is also lively.

"Uncle Zhang, no... No need, my boss prepared me dinner and it was in the car. Pan Tiezhu explained the reason for the refusal.

"What?" Zhang Zhihua had some doubts.

Isn't Xiao Pan busy shopping in the village all the time?

When was dinner prepared?

Looking at Zhang Zhihua's face full of doubts, Pan Tiezhu explained:

"What my boss prepared for me at noon, it will not be cold in the thermal box."

"So it is."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihua bowed his head slightly, and after understanding what happened, he paused for a few seconds, and then said:

"The meal prepared at noon, even if it is not cold in the thermal box, it will lack flavor, you better eat it at my house."

"No, no need, Uncle Zhang..." Pan Tiezhu waved his hand.

He knew that Zhang Zhihua was a chef, or a chef in a big city, a five-star hotel.

Even if you haven't eaten the dishes he cooks, if you think about it, they must be delicious.

But well~

Even if it is a five-star chef, compared with Sunset, it is slightly inferior.

This is the moment.

Pan Tiezhu just wanted to go back to the car early and eat the hot meal made by Sunset.

It's just that.

I'm afraid Zhang Zhihua won't let him get his wish....

"Oh~" Zhang Zhihua grabbed Pan Tiezhu. "You grew up watching everyone, what's so embarrassing."

Pan Tiezhu rolled his eyes and casually thought of an excuse.

"Uncle Zhang, it's not that I don't want to eat, it's that I really can't eat it."

"I think you can also see that my weight is here, this time my boss made me a fat loss meal, he very much hopes that I can lose weight, so that I can work sharply."

"If I eat and drink nonsense, I'm afraid I will be fired."

Pan Tiezhu's trick was very effective, and he took his own work out to lie down the gun, and Zhang Zhihua also hesitated.

If you leave him at home to eat again, I am afraid that Pan Tiezhu will lose his job in the future, and he will also rely on him.

But he has also seen the world.

Naturally, he will not be bluffed by this kid Pan Tiezhu.

Zhang Zhihua was silent for a long time, and then spoke:

"In this way, you bring your fat loss meal, let's eat it together, and I will help you see if the nutrition of the fat loss meal is in place."

"I've been in the kitchen for more than 20 years, and I've made a lot of fat-loss meals, so I can give you some advice to lose weight sooner."