Chapter 98 Acting Pickle Pepper can only do one more big episode
Yu Zhile looked towards Zhou Yuesheng and asked, "Looking for me?"
"Yes, an old man named Chen." Zhou Yuesheng replied.
Yu Zhile then remembered that he had mentioned before that he would invite Mr. Chen to Haiyu Village to select a site for kelp farming, but he had been busy some time ago and had forgotten about it.
However, she didn't expect that Mr. Chen would come directly to her.
"Is it the old gentleman who gave you the scroll before?" Zhang Wenxin let go of his hand.
When Mr. Chen came to the stall before, she was cooking noodles. Yu Zhile later told her about the conversation between them.
"Yes, I'll go and receive him, you——" Yu Zhile looked at Zhang Wenxin.
Zhang Wenxin took her arm, glanced at Zhou Yuesheng, and said, "Of course I'll go with you. Then, what's in the pot."
"Cook for another ten minutes, and use this to filter out the residue." Yu Zhile grabbed the bamboo scoop on the stove and put it in Zhou Yuesheng's hand. "Put the soup into a cracked earthenware jar, and hang it in the well to freeze it."
Zhou Yuesheng nodded.
Watching her leaving, he couldn't help but recall the conversation he had with Yu Haiguang at the beach a few days ago.
The last time Yu Zhile went to a state-owned restaurant to teach cooking, he went to the armed forces department to find Ning Tan and learned that his grandparents were under surveillance.
While investigating the mutiny of a team member, the army found some evidence that was unfavorable to him and his parents.
At that moment, he truly realized that the trap was set up for him and that Yu Zhile was framed because of him.
"I will go back to Beijing with Dr. Hu." Zhou Yuesheng turned his back to Hai Guang and stared at the flowing water.
At that time, Hu Qulian decided to provide free medical services in the surrounding villages, so she decided to stay for a while.
Yu Haiguang thought that this was enough time for him to deal with family matters, and said, "Okay, since there is no trace of those people in Hai County, it's time to go back and report."
From the third day after the operation in Huaxi Village ended, one of them conducted an investigation around Haiyu Village as the center, while the other conducted an investigation radiating from the shipyard and supply and marketing cooperative to the surrounding areas.
After working for a long time, they didn't find any suspicious people.
Zhou Yuesheng was silent for a long time before he spoke again: "Return to the team alone."
"Why?" Yu Haiguang looked puzzled.
Amidst the lightning and thunder, he recalled that something was wrong with Zhou Yuesheng after he returned home, grabbed his collar, and asked, "Did you get any news from Ning Tan?"
"Everything is directed at me." Zhou Yuesheng replied.
He repeated Ning Tan's words and pointed out the trap that the mastermind had set for Yu Zhile.
Liu Mingcong, Zhang Zhenhua, Gao Liangyi, and Wu Sheng, each of them wanted to kill her, just because he appeared in Haiyu Village and appeared by her side.
"If it was someone else who saved me, these people wouldn't have appeared." Zhou Yuesheng lowered his eyes.
Yu Haiguang immediately understood the twists and turns. He gradually reduced the strength in his hands and said nothing.
Zhou Yuesheng raised his eyes and looked at him: "I don't want to implicate anyone."
"You, you bastard!" Yu Haiguang swung his fist.
The fist hit Zhou Yuesheng's cheek, causing him to take two steps back.
At the same time, the sound of dead branches being stepped on was heard not far away, and the two men's eyes quickly swept over there.
Afterwards, they took Zhang Wenxin to the riverside and told her not to tell Yu Zhile about what happened.
When the recollection ended, Zhou Yuesheng smiled unconsciously and twirled his fingertips lightly.
Eventually she found out about it and got angry. Fortunately, Wu Lan made a scene and diverted her attention.
Early this morning, he asked Hu Qulian about the day she would return to Beijing, and went to the town's train station to buy three tickets.
At this time, there seemed to be a lingering fragrance of green grass in his nose, the fragrance was no different from the water that Yu Yue drank.
Zhou Yuesheng knew that she bought the ointment at that place, but he didn't know if he was the first person to use it.
As he thought about it, his thoughts began to wander.
She will probably be angry that I left without saying goodbye this time.
How to coax her? But, will they have a chance to meet again?
July 7th is coming soon, her twentieth birthday, and he hasn't decided what gift to give her yet, but he will be leaving in three days.
"Brother Zhou, the sea anise is ready, it's time to scoop out the residue." Chen Zhao's voice brought him back to reality.
Zhou Yuesheng came to his senses and took out the firewood.
"Cover the mouth of the pot." He handed over the bamboo scoop and lifted the pot with the loofah.
The steaming turbid soup slipped through the gap and fell smoothly into the earthenware jar.
Zhou Yuesheng picked up the earthenware jar and walked out of the kitchen. He looked around the yard but did not see Yu Zhile.
"Sister took Lao Chen to see the sea." Chen Zhao noticed his actions and explained spontaneously.
Zhou Yuesheng pulled off the rope wrapped around the windlass drum and said, "I'm looking for Xiaobao and Papa."
Chen Zhao was stunned. Why did he feel that these words were familiar?
At this time, Yu Zhile, Zhang Wenxin and Mr. Chen were walking on the beach of Xiaoxihai, and Mr. Chen was talking about the reason why they came to Haiyu Village.
"Two days ago, I went to a neighboring province to attend an exchange meeting." Chen Lao looked tired, but his eyes were shining with excitement. "Some colleagues suggested that raft aquaculture technology could be used to grow kelp."
As he spoke, he began to gesture and explain the specific method to the two.
Simply put, it is to build a raft on the sea and fix the kelp on the raft for cultivation, which is convenient for management and harvesting, and can also reduce labor costs. [1]
"As for fertilization, we can use the clay pot method." Mr. Chen became even more excited when he talked about the knowledge in his professional field.
Yu Zhile and the other person listened attentively and nodded as they listened.
Then, Mr. Chen systematically explained to the two the process of kelp cultivation and told them that June and July are the seasons for collecting naturally mature kelp spore sacs.
"In other words, we have to find a breeding farm to order kelp seedlings now?" Yu Zhile asked.
"Yes, you need to write a letter and send the deposit now." Chen Lao responded, lowering his head and flipping through a palm-sized notebook. "I have the addresses of several breeding farms in neighboring provinces. The advantages and disadvantages are listed, waiting for you to choose."
Yu Zhile and Zhang Wenxin looked at each other and suddenly felt that time was becoming urgent.
"Mr. Chen, can you do us another favor?" Yu Zhile asked.
Elder Chen smiled cheerfully: "Just tell me, I will do my best to help you if I can."
"We want you to help us act out a play." Yu Zhile's brain raced as he arranged the plot. "You may need to come two or three more times."
"It's nothing. I quit my job at the cultural center and have plenty of time." Old Chen looked a little curious. "Nier, just tell me how to act."
Within a few minutes, Yu Zhile gave the script for the first scene.
"That's really interesting." After listening to her ideas, Mr. Chen nodded repeatedly.
Afterwards, the three of them strolled around Xiaoxihai for another ten minutes.
"The location for kelp farming needs to take into account many factors such as water flow, water depth, transparency, wind and waves, etc. The conditions here are not so suitable." Mr. Chen gave a preliminary assessment.
Then, Yu Zhile took him to the sea in the east.
At this time, there were many people on the beach carrying small bamboo baskets to catch seafood. They all looked at Mr. Chen, who was wearing a Zhongshan suit and holding a notebook, with curious eyes.
In everyone's perception, this is the exclusive dress of intellectuals, and intellectuals usually sit in offices and will never appear in places where they walk barefoot in the mud.
Mr. Chen looked serious. He looked around and then lowered his head to write and draw.
As time went on, everyone's curiosity reached its peak and they stared at him blankly, while the child followed Mr. Chen on his own.
Yu Zhile winked at Zhang Wenxin, and Zhang Wenxin understood and slowed down his pace.
After a while, she distanced herself from Yu Zhile and Mr. Chen.
Soon, she was surrounded by curious villagers, and everyone asked her questions about Mr. Chen.
"Xinni, who is this person? A town official?"
"What is he doing? Why is he writing with a pen all the time?"
"He's from the province. Remember, remember what?" A young wife scratched her head, having really forgotten the word. "He's the one who got everyone to put him in the newspaper?"
As soon as she said this, everyone remembered that Liu Ying had led people to present a progress banner, and they showed expressions of approval.
At that time, the staff brought by Liu Ying took a group photo of everyone.
Another young clerk took a notebook and asked people about the process of the Zhang sisters' division, saying that he would write an article and send it to the provincial newspaper.
"No, it's not." Zhang Wenxin stammered, "Don't, don't ask."
"Who is he then? What's there to hide?" the woman closest to her asked. "A high-ranking official from the city? What is he doing in our village?"
Zhang Wenxin responded: "You will be unhappy if I tell you, but Lele and I will send him away."
"Just say it. We won't be unhappy, right?" The old lady looked at the onlookers for recognition.
The others nodded in agreement with her words.
Zhang Wenxin pretended to be embarrassed, then showed a hesitant expression and asked, "Are you really not angry?"
"Of course not. Don't you trust what Second Aunt says?" The aunt patted her chest and assured.
Zhang Wenxin confirmed again and again, glanced in the direction of Yu Zhile, and waved for them to come closer.
A group of people formed an irregular circle, bent forward slightly, and tilted their ears as if listening.
"That person is here to inspect the site, and he will go to other villages later." Zhang Wenxin said softly, "He heard that we are a progressive village, so he is very optimistic about our village, and the first one he inspected is our village."
Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and asked, "What is he looking at the ground for?"
"He was studying kelp cultivation at the Provincial Agricultural University before, and he wants to choose—"
Hearing this, everyone's face changed and they interrupted her.
"What are you looking forward to? Even growing kelp will make you lose money. This is pushing us into the fire pit." Someone said angrily.
The others nodded repeatedly.
"The university professors may not even care about Shanghai Yucun." Zhang Wenxin shrugged, "Maybe they would be more willing to guide the neighboring villages to grow kelp."
After saying that, she quickly caught up with Yu Zhile and said with a smile, "It's done. I acted very well. It's up to Mr. Chen later."
"I promise to complete the task perfectly." Mr. Chen said with a stern face, pretending to be serious and doing his job.
The three of them chatted and laughed as they walked to where the fishing team's boat was docked.
Yu Chuyue saw her, walked closer, and said with a bit of regret in her tone: "Lele, our pickled pepper powder can only be made once more."
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