Fang Da never expected that the amazing person who made fried rice would become his neighbor. Wouldn't that mean he could take advantage of his proximity to the source?
Because of his job, he spends most of his time on construction sites. He can tolerate everything else, but the problem of eating every day is a real headache.
He has plenty of money, but there's really nothing good to eat here.
You'll be in for a treat from now on.
"Haha, welcome Brother Fang to come and support me tomorrow. By the way, I'll be having a barbecue in the yard tonight. If you don't mind, you can come and try it and give me your valuable feedback."
Liu Yihang was quite happy that he gained fans so quickly.
"Great, great, thank you so much! I just bought a few bottles of beer and some fruit, consider that my meal payment!"
Fang Da placed the plastic bag he was carrying directly on the table where Liu Yihang had put his things.
Liu Yihang accepted it with a smile without any hesitation.
After chatting for a few more minutes, Fang Da went back to his room to wash up.
Tenants came and went one after another, but no one spoke to him anymore.
While Liu Yihang was cutting the meat, Liu Xiangdong and Lin Guihua also came over carrying a plastic bag.
"Hanghang, I forgot this morning that we don't need to cook lunch or dinner, so I steamed too many steamed buns. Bring them over and we'll eat them together tonight, otherwise they'll go bad tomorrow." Lin Guihua put down a bag of steamed buns.
"You bought meat? What are you doing?" Guihua looked at the table full of dishes her son had laid out with a puzzled expression.
Liu Yihang's eyes lit up when he saw the steamed buns that Lin's mother brought over. He felt he was missing some staple food, as eating only meat and vegetables wasn't enough to fill him up.
Unexpectedly, Lin's mother brought over some steamed buns. Steamed buns can be eaten directly or baked.
"Dad, Mom, I'll make you a barbecue tonight. You two take a break, I'll be done in a minute."
Liu Yihang skewered the cut meat onto the skewers.
"Why are you going through all this trouble? You have to set up your stall tomorrow. You must be exhausted today." Lin Guihua picked up a bamboo skewer and, imitating him, helped skewer the meat.
Liu Xiangdong didn't say anything, silently washed his hands and came over to help.
“Mom and Dad, I think it’s too much of a waste of time to only do business at noon. I can also set up a stall in the evening. I just found a barbecue grill, so I can sell barbecue in the food street.”
I'll cook something for you to try today.
"You silly child, you haven't even made anything significant with your fried rice yet, don't lose sight of the big picture and focus on trivial matters."
What kind of barbecue is this? There's so little stuff on a skewer, would anyone buy it?
"You should just stick to selling fried rice. Mom saw your business was pretty good at lunchtime, you're making money." Lin Guihua's habitual worry and complaint.
Liu Yihang wasn't angry. Lin's mother was a typical rural woman who didn't know anything about business and had limited vision, so he could understand.
Just like before he made fried rice, she was worried about this and that.
"You can decide for yourself. It's okay to give it a try, but don't force yourself if it doesn't work out. Our family can afford to send you to school now."
Although Liu Xiangdong is not good at expressing himself and doesn't understand business, he has one good point: he doesn't use his own perspective and mind to restrict his children.
Liu Yihang said happily, "Okay, Dad."
"You're just spoiling him!" Lin Guihua glared at Liu Xiangdong.
Liu Xiangdong gave a simple, honest smile.
As night fell, a dim light quietly flickered on in the courtyard.
Liu Yihang grilled the skewered meat, and his skillful movements caught Fang Da's eye as he came out.
The combination of spices and lard creates an enticing aroma; the smell of roasted meat is mouthwatering.
"It smells so good! Such skillful cooking!" Ren Fangda had eaten many delicious foods, but he was completely won over by the taste.
It seems there are many hidden masters out there; I just haven't met them yet.
After Liu Yihang introduced them to each other for a few minutes, he invited his parents and Fang Da to sit in the yard and served them a freshly roasted pork belly.
On the simple table where Liu Yihang set up his stall, there was a plate of grilled meat, a basket of lettuce, a plate of washed plums and grapes, and several bottles of beer.
Although the environment was simple, enjoying the delicious barbecue at this moment felt like one of life's greatest pleasures.
Fangda wrapped the freshly baked pork belly in lettuce. The aroma of the lettuce and the fragrance of the pork belly made it taste absolutely delicious.
He swallowed with satisfaction, letting out a soft, comfortable sigh.
Seeing the look of enjoyment on his face, Lin Guihua couldn't help but laugh. Although she also thought her son's cooking was delicious, she had no idea exactly how delicious it was, because she had never tasted anything better.
"Auntie, this is really delicious. Is your family's cooking recipe a family tradition?" Fang Da asked with a smile, not embarrassed at all.
“No, we’re from the countryside, we don’t have any family traditions. These are all things my son researched on his own. He just got into university, and we’re poor, so we came out to work to pay for his tuition.” Lin Guihua spoke of her son with eyes full of pride.
"A college student? Not bad, not bad. Which university did you get into?"
Fang Da started working after graduating from high school. He learned some drawing skills from his brother-in-law, who had gone to university, and is now considered a semi-educated person.
His brother-in-law used his connections to find him a job sitting in an office on a construction site, and he's making quite a bit of money now, but deep down he envies those who are actually college graduates.
Lin Guihua said shyly, "Tianzhou University."
"Auntie, what did you say? Did I hear that right? Tianzhou University?" Fang Da felt a little confused.
Liu Yihang took a handful of freshly grilled chicken gizzards and vegetables and put them into a plate.
"Brother Fang, please excuse my poor family background. I have no choice but to come out and earn some money to pay for my tuition."
Fangda was utterly shocked to receive such affirmation.
This poorly dressed, unassuming young man actually got into the best university in China?
The key is that not only is he good at studying and hardworking, but he also cooks so well. He believes that no matter what this big boy does in the future, he will do well.
"Young man, you have a bright future ahead of you! Come on, let me toast you, and I wish you a bright future." Facing a prospective college student from Tianzhou University, Fang Da couldn't help but start to use his words carefully.
"Thank you, Brother Fang."
Liu Yihang picked up a beer bottle from the table and clinked it against his.
The group chatted and laughed while enjoying beer and delicious grilled skewers.
The courtyard was filled with the aroma of cooking fires, beer and barbecue, people drinking and chatting, enjoying the lively atmosphere of the marketplace – it was truly delightful.
In the end, the four of them ate all the meat and vegetables that Liu Yihang had prepared, and there was no beer or fruit left. Even the toasted bread slices were welcomed and completely devoured.
Well, there's no need to ask for opinions; just look at the results to see how delicious his barbecue was. Fang Da even dipped a slice of steamed bun in the barbecue sauce that was stuck to the plate and ate it.
After eating and drinking their fill, the group cleaned up the battlefield together and then went home to rest.
Liu Yihang asked Liu Xiangdong and his wife to stay behind to discuss matters.
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