Yang Yuhua invited her into the house.
This house has three bedrooms and a living room. Yang Yuhua hurriedly poured tea for the two of them.
"Auntie Yang, you don't have to bother us, we are not thirsty!"
"What are you busy with? It's just a piece of cake." Yang Yuhua continued, "You guys sit here for a while. I'll go outside and buy two more dishes."
"Aunt Yang, I brought some food." Cheng Yunan laughed and said, "It happened that my fourth brother bought a piece of pork belly at the supply and marketing cooperative today. I heard from Uncle Feng that the braised pork made by Aunt Yang is soft, tender and fresh. After hearing that, I was impressed by your cooking skills. You can't keep it to yourself."
"Why does this old guy always talk nonsense about everything? All right, let him try my cooking today." Yang Yuhua took a look at the cigarettes and alcohol on the table, as well as the large piece of pork belly, and knew that he was very particular.
Without saying anything, he rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to start working.
"Aunt Yang, let me talk to you!" Cheng Yunan followed Yang Yuhua to the kitchen.
In the living room, Feng Youde and Lu Jianshe also started chatting.
Yang Yuhua learned from Cheng Yunan that she was the director of a food processing factory at such a young age, and the way she looked at her changed.
"Girl, you are so handsome! You are amazing!"
"Hey! I'm not that great. I just have some ideas. Our president thinks highly of me, so he lets me do whatever I want. It's just a coincidence that I encountered the chicken plague.
Uncle Feng also helped me a lot, otherwise I wouldn't have been so happy to meet Secretary An. Secretary An is a good secretary. He supports our factory's business very much and even ordered a batch of Mid-Autumn Festival gift boxes from our factory."
"Mid-Autumn Festival gift box? The kind that your uncle Feng brought back yesterday?" Yang Yuhua asked.
Yesterday, Cheng Yunan specially left a box of mid-range gift boxes for Feng Youde. The kind wrapped in paper, it only contained braised chicken, salted bamboo shoots and salted tofu, but it didn't have the flavor of braised chicken.
"Yes, no. Uncle Feng only brought back one of our stewed foods. We have divided it into three gift boxes, with several flavors. There are also mixed gift boxes. In short, we will make adjustments based on customer needs."
"Oh, I like spicy food. I told your uncle Feng that it would taste better if the stewed food had a spicy taste. I didn't expect it to be so.
That's great. Okay, I'm going back to my parents' home in a few days. How about you send me three... no, five boxes of that spicy gift box someday? Is that okay with you?"
"Okay! No problem. What grade do you want, high, medium or low?" Cheng Yunan replied with a faint smile.
"Just three boxes of the mid-range ones and two boxes of the high-end ones. Everyone in my family likes spicy food." If Yang Yuhua really wanted to take the food to visit relatives, she would only take it to her mother's family, so she naturally understood their tastes.
"Okay, I have another batch of goods to send to the textile factory tomorrow. I'll have you deliver it to Uncle Feng later."
"Okay, thank you very much!" Yang Yuhua nodded in agreement.
"It's no trouble. I also want to thank Aunt Yang for supporting my business."
Even a mosquito leg is good, and she doesn't think it's too little.
After the two finished chatting, Cheng Yunan said nothing more and helped carry the dishes to the table.
Feng Youde and Yang Yuhua had two children, both sons.
Feng Youde's two sons got married late. In the past few years, Feng Youde was in the army and could not go home often, so they had children relatively late. Even though Feng Youde was 45 years old, his eldest son was only 10 years old and his youngest son was only 13 years old.
However, the two sons were well educated by Yang Yuhua, and they were very polite when they met the strange Cheng Yunan.
The meal was placed on the table. Yang Yuhua took half a bowl of braised pork and asked her eldest son to run errands to the yard opposite.
"Across the street lives Chen Hongliang, the owner of the First Chicken Farm. His wife is the head nurse in the hospital. He suddenly fell ill two years ago and his children are not with him. Chen Hongliang's cooking skills are only ok, so he often brings the dishes to me and I help him."
Yang Yuhua has another idea.
She heard yesterday that Old Feng mentioned Cheng Yunan's kindness to our family, and the factory also ordered Mid-Autumn Festival gifts from our food factory, so she wanted to help and get another order for us.
It looks like the holiday gifts from the First Chicken Farm haven’t been distributed yet, so I’ll just try my luck.
"Ask your uncle Chen and tell him that there are guests at home and ask him to come over and have a meal."
Not long after, Chen Hongliang came over with Feng Youde's eldest son, carrying a bottle of wine.
"Oh, who did I think I was? It turns out Miss Cheng is here. If I had known, I would have come earlier!" Chen Hongliang walked in happily.
"Come on, Mr. Chen, take a seat."
Chen Hongliang obviously came here to eat often, and he sat next to Feng Youde without hesitation.
"Sister-in-law, the food you cooked is so delicious. It's really thanks to your help. Come on, I'll lend you this glass of wine to toast you tomorrow."
Although Chen Hongliang said this, Yang Yuhua also received money, giving her five yuan a month for food expenses, and the meat and vegetables every day were also brought to her by Chen Hongliang, and she would do the cooking.
It's not really that helpful.
"Old Chen, you and my old Feng have a close relationship, so it's awkward to say these things!"
Feng Youde also nodded, "That's right, there's no need for us to talk so much, let's build brothers and have a drink."
They toasted each other and had finished half of the food and drinks.
Yang Yuhua suddenly asked, "Nannan, how many days will you stay here?"
"The goods will be delivered tomorrow, and if there are no problems, we should go back!" Cheng Yunan said, "The textile factory agreed yesterday to bring the goods over tomorrow, so we can save an extra trip."
"What goods?" Chen Hongliang asked.
Yang Yuhua took over the conversation, "The stewed food processed by Nan Nan in the food factory in Hongfeng County is delicious. I couldn't bear to finish it yesterday. Wait, I'll cut a plate for you."
As Yang Yuhua spoke, she went into the kitchen, took out the half braised chicken that was left over from yesterday, heated up the broth, and added a little water.
In less than five minutes, a bowl of hot braised chicken was served on the table.
"Hmm! That smell!" Chen Hongliang's eyes became bright. "I said I didn't smell it wrong. Yesterday, I could smell this overbearing fragrance through two walls. I almost fainted. I said I wanted to ask you about it, but your sister-in-law scolded me. I didn't expect that the chicken I had been thinking about all night would be eaten the next day."
As Chen Hongliang spoke, he picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks.
When you eat it, the fragrance lingers on your teeth. It is simply wonderful.
"Oh, no, I'm not exaggerating. The taste was really good yesterday. My second child, a greedy cat, couldn't help it and secretly drank the broth for several days. I added water the next day, otherwise the taste would be even purer than it is now."
Chen Hongliang smacked his greasy lips and said, "Oh my god, it smells so good that I want to swallow my tongue. It smells even better than this. What does that smell like!"
I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out!
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