Chapter 101 Competition Teacher Hu wants to postpone his departure for one day
Ning Tan raised his eyebrows and put down his chopsticks.
"Sheng Lanyue performed outstandingly in the exchange activities of the Beijing Military Region Art Troupe and was promoted." He did not keep Zhou Yuesheng in suspense and answered Zhou Yuesheng's question directly.
These days, he received hundreds of messages from Beijing every day, and he came across this message by chance.
Information shows that Sheng Lanyue started to go back to the provincial capital military district to handle formalities on July 5. He will have a few days of vacation during this period and will report to Beijing in the middle of the month.
Ning Tan saw that Zhou Yuesheng didn't respond, so he asked, "When are you leaving?"
"July 5th." Zhou Yuesheng replied.
Three days later, in the morning, he would take the train back to Beijing with Dr. Hu and Xiao Hu.
Ning Tan's mouth twitched twice. He stopped looking at Zhou Yuesheng's expression and buried his head in eating.
The half-cold spicy fried seafood didn't taste as good as when it was freshly cooked, but in order not to waste food and to not bear to see his brother's embarrassing scene, he ate up both portions of food.
After finishing the meal, he cleared the dishes and took them to the yard to wash.
It was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the sky had almost completely lost its natural light, appearing a dark blue.
"I'm leaving." Zhou Yuesheng passed by Ning Tan and said hello.
Ning Tan suddenly said, "Brother Zhou, have I ever told you about Teacher Qiao?"
Zhou Yuesheng stopped and the two brothers stood back to back, neither of them looking back.
"How could I not have told you? Now the entire military compound calls the jujube tree in my house Teacher Qiao." He joked.
As he spoke, he took a big step to the side.
The next second, a splash of water flew past where he had just stood and finally hit the door panel of the courtyard.
"Goodbye, I won't see you off." Ning Tan said unhappily.
Zhou Yuesheng pushed the door open and walked out, his figure disappearing into the vast night.
When we returned to Yu's courtyard, it was already dark, and the only sound in the courtyard was the sound of water made by the swimming of seafood.
Tomorrow is the big market, Yu Zhile and Zhang Wenxin are going to set up a stall, so everyone went back to the house early to rest.
Passing by the long table, Zhou Yuesheng smelled a faint fragrance and discovered that a small stove had been placed on the table.
There was a small clay pot used for stall operation on the stove, and sparks occasionally flew out from the dark bottom of the stove.
He felt a note and lit a candle to check it.
[Spicy fish powder, for you. 】
Yu Zhile's handwriting is slightly elegant, light yet powerful, very stylish and easy to recognize.
Zhou Yuesheng took the small pot down, tasted a bite of the fish, and was immediately swept by a burning sensation on the tip of his tongue.
At the same time, he heard the creaking sound of a door being pushed open and looked towards the direction of the sound.
A small figure walked out of the west room, ran to his legs in a daze, and murmured, "I'm hungry. I need to eat."
Zhou Yuesheng picked up the shoeless Yu Chi with one hand, went into the kitchen, poured a bowl of boiled water, and rinsed the fish meat and flour before he dared to feed him.
The two of them slowly finished a pot of noodles.
After a while, Yu Chi fell asleep on his shoulder.
Zhou Yuesheng had no choice but to carry him back to the house first, and then go out quietly to wash the dishes and wash up.
At four o'clock in the morning, everyone in the sideline group gathered at Yu's house on time.
Yu Chuyue had to drive a ox cart back to the village to deliver seafood, so she needed to go with them. She yawned in front of the long table as she sorted out the old accounts in the village.
The day before yesterday, she started to serve as the village accountant, intending to sort out the old accounts as soon as possible to facilitate subsequent work.
In the small courtyard, several movable stoves are lined up in a row, steaming rice noodles simultaneously, emitting a steady stream of steam.
"Hey, I think we should build a new yard." Yu Chuyue heard Yu Zhile's footsteps and looked up from the account book. "It won't affect your family's rest, and there will be enough space for activities. It will also be good for future development."
As she spoke, she drew a simple diagram on paper, clearly arranging the locations of the stove, warehouse, etc.
Yu Chuyue continued, "We will start working on the mud now, and it will be completed in about a month."
"Add another room for Mr. Chen." Yu Zhile went over the plan in his mind.
In early August, she and Zhang Wenxin will hand over the stall to the Zhang sisters and devote themselves to the kelp farming business.
"Then add it here." Yu Chuyue added a few words on the paper, "Then I will hand over the budget to the village at noon today, and it will be just in time to bring it up at the voting meeting."
Yu Zhile wanted to talk to her about the cost of fish meal, but was interrupted by Zhang Wenxin.
"Let's stop talking and have breakfast first." She brought two bowls of rice noodles.
One bowl is the pickled pepper noodles ordered by Yu Chuyue, and the other bowl is the seafood rice noodles ordered by Yu Zhile.
The preparations entered the final stage, and everyone's noodles were served on the table. Everyone quickly finished the tasks at hand and sat down to eat breakfast.
After breakfast, the group moved the kitchen utensils, ingredients, etc. into the car, ready to set off, but Chen Zhao showed up for a long time.
Today is the day that Chen Zhao goes to the cannery to take an exam. Many people in the village have signed up, but he doesn’t want to squeeze into the ox cart and wants to go into the city with the sideline group.
"You go first. Wenxin and I will go to the cowshed to check it out." Yu Zhile looked at Ge Tai.
Ge Tai led the team and the two turned to the cowshed at the fork in the road.
There was a faint candlelight coming from the yard of the cowshed, and low voices could be heard.
"It must be Huang Shan, a despicable villain." Chen Zhao's voice was weak, "I was wondering why he suddenly wandered here."
Yu Zhile raised his hand and knocked on the door, and it was Jiang Shangqing who opened the door.
Chen Zhao leaned weakly on the armchair with missing arms and legs, his face was blue and his lips were pale.
"What's wrong?" Yu Zhile walked quickly forward and put the back of his hand on his forehead.
She felt the chill; Chen Zhao's body temperature was low at this moment.
Jiang Shangqing said: "I started having diarrhea in the middle of the night and went to the toilet seven or eight times."
"Is this related to Huangshan?" Yu Zhile asked, paying some attention to buying medicine in the mall.
The next second, a capillary filled with white powder appeared in her palm.
"Well, I saw him leaving when no one else was in the yard." Jiang Shangqing replied, "I was afraid he had connections, so I simply stopped him from going."
Huo Tianhe came specially to inform that many people thought that Chen Zhao had connections and wanted to arrange the recruitment in advance through him, but they gave up after being sternly rejected many times.
Yu Zhile went to the table to get a cup of water, sprinkled the powder into the warm water unnoticeably, shook it well, and handed it to Chen Zhao.
"Drink some hot water and then go to sleep." She watched Chen Zhao finish drinking before leaving.
The two men quickly caught up with the main force and briefly explained Chen Zhao's situation.
Because this incident delayed them for more than ten minutes, they became the last sideline group to arrive.
As soon as he entered the market, Yu Zhile discovered that the sauce stall on the south side had turned back into the stall of Taohua Village, and they had added a lot of manpower.
"Everyone, cheer up and memorize our delivery rules." Xu Yu was mobilizing the employees.
When the people in Haiyu Village saw the wooden menu sign of Taohua Village, their expressions looked as if they had eaten a fly.
Taohua Village copied Haiyu Village's menu word for word, even imitating Zhang Wenxin's handwriting.
"What a smart student." Zhang Wenxin deliberately raised his voice.
After hearing what she said, Xu Yu's expression became arrogant, and his eyes were full of provocation.
"Set up a stall." Yu Zhile patted Zhang Wenxin's shoulder.
Yu Chuyue comforted him, "Don't be angry, just let them show off for a while, and then they won't be able to laugh anymore."
"Yueyue, draw a good position and piss them off to death." Zhang Wenxin snorted.
Yu Chuyue nodded and helped to move things.
The stove, tables and chairs were just set up here, and Taohuacun started to make a fire and cook pickled peppers.
The unique sour and spicy smell of pickled peppers spread over the market. At first smell, the taste was no different from that of Haiyu Village.
However, as Xiao Li cooked the noodles for a longer time, the salty taste gradually took over, covering up the sour and spicy taste.
Zhang Wenxin has been learning from Yu Zhile for more than a month. Although her cooking skills have not improved much, her sense of smell has improved and she has learned some tricks of tasting.
"It seems that you haven't learned enough from being a smart person." She smiled slyly.
Ge Xiaoju smiled innocently and said, "I don't think their smell is as good as ours."
Zhang Haimei and Zhang Ling nodded at the same time.
At this time, workers gradually walked into the market to find food, and some went straight to the stalls in Haiyu Village and skillfully ordered their favorite noodles.
Many of them brought their own lunch boxes.
"Pickled pepper powder, authentic Sichuan pickled pepper powder, spicy and appetizing, only 20 cents." Xu Yu began to shout.
His shouting attracted the attention of some people, and they stopped in front of the stall.
With his best efforts in lobbying, the guests filled the table.
"Nier, there's nothing new at this market?" The old customer said familiarly after placing his order, "The state-owned restaurant serves a new dish every week."
"Next time at the market, we won't be selling pickled pepper powder. We'll be selling spicy fish powder instead." Yu Zhile responded, "I guarantee it will suit your taste."
She remembers the taste of every regular customer, and the lady in front of her prefers spicy taste.
"Huh? I just like pickled peppers, you don't sell it anymore." Another customer passed by and joined the conversation.
"Uncle, don't worry. If you want to eat it, you can come to our stall and buy the base ingredients to cook at home." Zhang Wenxin said loudly, "It's 50 cents a can. One can can be kept for several days, enough to cook four or five times."
When the people in Taohua Village heard her words, their expressions looked unhappy, and Xu Yu's face turned black.
Zhang Wenxin glanced at them and continued to warm up: "Only fifty cans will be sold at each fair, first come first served."
"Then I'll have to come earlier next time." The uncle was very interested. "Fifty cents is a good deal for a family of four to have two meals."
The other guests also heard the conversation between the four people and talked about it.
As they were talking, the first batch of noodles from Taohua Village was served on the table. The floating red oil made the guests salivate and they couldn’t wait to start eating.
Some people thought it tasted good, while others frowned while eating it.
During the entire peak period, Xu Yu promoted the product vigorously and even had people run to the entrance to shout.
The price advantage has attracted a lot of customers for them, but Haiyu Village is still doing well thanks to its excellent reputation.
After half past eight, the blue figures gradually left the market, and villagers who came to the market poured in one after another.
Soon, the stalls in Taohua Village were filled with people, making Haiyu Village seem deserted.
"A bowl of pickled peppers, for the record."
"Two bowls of hot and sour noodles, for the record."
"Stir-fried rice noodles with three eggs, for the record."
The noisy sound reached the ears of Yu Zhile and others, and Zhang Wenxin laughed out loud.
"Serves them right. They used this excuse to cause trouble last time." She was in a very good mood now.
As soon as she finished speaking, the people in Taohua Village started arguing.
At the same time, Xiao Hu walked towards them, talking.
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