Chapter 97 Chapter 97 Invitation

I guess this is what Wang Nian just talked about, jealousy.

The color is light pink and translucent. As Xu Chenghai's steps swayed, the sour and sweet smell in the air seemed to become stronger.

"What's so good about vinegar?"

Li Maohua felt that his old friend was making a big deal out of nothing. The way he showed off while holding the can of sweet water showed that he had not seen much of the world.

"Don't be fooled by the name of this vinegar, it's really good..."

Facing the questioning gazes of his two old friends, Xu Chenghai put down the glass jar and pulled out the cork with a smile.

"Who among us who has been to the battlefield doesn't have some stomach problems? Don't you?"

Looking to the left, Li Maohua curled his lips and nodded helplessly. Xu Chenghai then continued: "Normally, let alone big fish and meat, even if I eat a little more, I will have a burning sensation and can't sleep at night..."

Now I don’t have to worry about food and drink, but my body won’t allow me to eat too much. When I come across braised pork elbow, I can only look at it and dare not touch it at all.

If you let your mouth feel comfortable, your stomach will definitely have some problems at night.

"After drinking this vinegar for a week, I can eat fatty meat and fried fish, and nothing happens after eating them!"

At that time, Wang Nian said that this beauty vinegar was good for digestion. Xu Chenghai also drank half a cup with doubt, but the effect was not very obvious at that time.

The effect was obvious after the sixth day of drinking. I no longer had acid reflux and heartburn after eating, and the number of stomachache attacks was much less than before.

Wang Nian said that there must be some bacteria or something in the vinegar, but it must be something good for the stomach.

Xu Chenghai has tasted the benefits and now wishes he could have a bowl of it every day.

"Is it really that magical?" Zhang Yu rubbed his aching stomach and looked at the jar of strangely colored vinegar.

"If it weren't for that person, he wouldn't be able to drink it!" Zhang Chenghai sighed truthfully.

If it weren't for the friendship between the two of us, I wouldn't give you this good thing to drink.

"Then pour some for us all." Li Maohua tapped the table with his index finger, then he took two glasses from the table and pushed them over: "Give us a little less to taste first."

It is called vinegar, but it actually does not contain acetic acid. It tastes like a fruit-flavored soda without any carbonation, sour and sweet with a hint of fermentation aroma.

To Li Maohua, it was just like sweet water, but his wife liked it very much. After drinking it, she took the initiative to ask for half a bowl.

After I finished drinking the vinegar, the noise in the kitchen stopped.

"If there is not enough noodles, add more. The instant noodles will be cooked soon." Wang Nian put down three bowls of noodles, turned around and went to the kitchen to bring back a bowl of vegetables that Xu Chenghai specifically ordered.

Noodles with pickled mustard tuber and shredded pork.

The simpler the dish, the more it can test the chef's skills. This bowl of shredded pork noodles fully demonstrates Wang Nian's cooking skills.

"How's the house going?"

"Uncle Xu, you pass by there every day, so you should know it better than me." Wang Nian smiled.

The house has been in disrepair for many years, and repairing it to a habitable state is almost as difficult as rebuilding it. This is assuming that Wang Nian does not plan to rebuild the second floor.

Shi Xiangming asked a colleague in the design institute who was in charge of architectural design to help take a look at the house and decided to rebuild the house frame first.

Wang Nian estimated that the house would be uninhabitable within two years.

"I see a lot of noise all day long, the house hasn't been repaired, but the vegetables you planted in the backyard are growing really well."

Pick up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and slurp it into your mouth. The noodles are cooked soft but not watery, especially suitable for elderly people with bad teeth.

The pickled mustard tuber is crispy and the shredded pork is tender. It is delicious enough even without excessive seasoning. The bone soup makes ordinary noodles taste delicious.

“Can you still eat the noodles?”

"You're awesome!" Xu Chenghai gave a thumbs up and immediately looked at the two people beside him: "I didn't lie, did I?"

"At least the trip was not in vain." Li Maohua ate the noodles very quickly. He finished it in just a few words and was picking up the bowl to scoop the pickled mustard and shredded pork from the soup.

After trying for a long time but not getting much to eat, he finally found the biggest flaw of the noodles: "It would be better if the shredded pork was cut a little bigger."

"Just eat it as if it were your own food! They have to pay attention to the costs when doing business." Zhang Yu would retort whenever he had time.

Wang Nian smiled and didn't interrupt.

"Then you guys eat first, I'll go prepare the food."

"Please leave some food for us at noon. It doesn't have to be very good, just two meat and two vegetable dishes." Xu Chenghai said hurriedly.

“Stir-fry alone or fast food?”

Wang Nian walked to the kitchen, picked up a piece of chalk and wrote down today's fast food dishes on the chopping board.

"A normal meal will do." Xu Chenghai replied.

In addition to the a la carte dishes, the family restaurant also offers three kinds of fast food at noon.

The student meal consists of one meat and two vegetable dishes. It is cheap but only available to students.

The price of regular meals is twice that of student meals, and the dishes are more diverse, including sour, sweet and spicy dishes.

As for the senior meals, they are a new set meal specially developed by Wang Nian to take care of elderly uncles and aunts, and they focus on being light and easy to digest.

For Xu Chenghai, the dishes in the regular meals are of course more delicious.

After finishing the noodles, Xu Chenghai paid for three bowls of noodles. The beauty vinegar was something Wang Nian gave to the old man alone.

"Then let's come early after we finish playing chess."

Xu Chenghai was jealous and said hello to Wang Nian happily and prepared to leave.

At the same time, someone pushed the door open.

"Breakfast is sold out!"

"I have something to ask the boss." The man nodded with a smile, his bald head so shiny that it seemed to reflect light.

After answering, he strode to the kitchen door.

"Boss Wang, Boss Wang."

"Who are you? A friend of Zhong Yan's father!" Wang Nian's excellent memory allowed him to immediately guess who this person was.

I heard that the friend who came to have lunch with Mr. Zhong was also a chef.

"Just call me Lao Gu." Lao Gu put one hand on his belly and picked up some fruit with the other hand and handed it to Wang Nian: "I just bought some fruit on the road."

"Brother Gu, you are too polite."

The reason why Wang Nian remembered Lao Gu was because he was obviously from the same industry, and thanks to the smell of oil and smoke today, he recognized him immediately.

But they were obviously not familiar enough to visit each other.

There is only one possibility...a colleague came here today with a request, and it's about cooking.

"Then I won't beat around the bush! After thinking about this matter over and over again, I think only a girl can help me..."

To sum up, the restaurant where Lao Gu worked was urgently looking for a Sichuan cuisine chef, and Wang Nian was the chef who was invited.

"You decide what dish to cook, and I will fully cooperate with you in providing any ingredients you need! You just need to prepare a dinner reception..."

As long as Wang Nian agreed, she would be the restaurant's extra-staff chef, and would go to the restaurant to cook whenever southwestern dishes were needed.

The salary is paid on time, and there is a car to pick him up and drop him off, so Wang Nian doesn’t have to worry about anything.

"This time, the guests are very important, but the meals must be Sichuan home-cooked dishes, without complicated preparation processes!" Lao Gu added.

This is why he finally chose Wang Nian after being introduced by various friends.

Although the dishes cooked by those chefs are delicious, their presentation is more important than their taste and they fail to leave a deep impression on people.

"I'm just an amateur chef. I'm really not capable of taking on such an important reception task." Wang Nian waved his hand to decline.

Representing a government agency to receive foreign investment clients, she considers herself not a professional chef and naturally would not take on this hot potato.

But the next moment after he finished saying this, Wang Nian suddenly felt his heart tighten, as if some kind of vibration in the space affected his heart.

Could it be that...

Lao Gu already knew that it would not be so easy to convince Wang Nian, so he sighed silently in his heart and continued to persuade him.

"It will only take up half a day of your time. The salary for half a day is 800 yuan. It won't affect your restaurant business and you can make a small profit... I promise that no one will interfere with any decision you make in the kitchen."

What his friend said last time completely woke Lao Gu up. Since he had decided to hire a chef from outside to take charge of the cooking, he would definitely hand over the power.

At this time, Wang Nian was not paying attention to what Lao Gu said. The first thing he saw when he entered the space was the spice rack hanging high in the air.

The lower layer covered by the mist was indeed shaking, as if it was about to come out but was restrained by something and was struggling.

Wang Nian raised his eyebrows slightly, and his consciousness quickly exited the space.

"Master Gu." Wang Nian smiled, his attitude suddenly changed, and he even showed a hint of impatience: "I am willing to be the chef."

"You again..." Lao Gu paused, then his eyes widened as if he suddenly realized something, not understanding which words had moved Wang Nian.

But none of this matters, as long as things get done, everything will be fine.

"But I have to say this first. I only agreed this time. We'll see what happens next time."

"Of course, of course." Lao Gu smiled and waved his hand.

We’ll see whether we’ll meet again next time. The important thing is to get through the current difficulties. Lao Gu didn’t take this statement to heart at all.

Wang Nian will contact us by phone once she has decided on the specific dishes and ingredients needed. Right now, everything is just a verbal agreement.

Only then did Lao Gu leave with satisfaction.

"You two can watch over the casserole in the kitchen for a while. I'm going to change my clothes."

Taking off his apron and hanging it on the wall, Wang Nianchong gave instructions to the three people who were picking vegetables at the door, and returned to the bedroom impatiently.

As soon as the bedroom door was closed, the whole world became quiet.

With a crisp click, the spice rack broke free from its restraints amid the violent vibration and slowly rose up.

A new level appears before our eyes.

As this layer appeared, the area that had been shrouded in fog and mist disappeared completely, and the entire spice cabinet was finally revealed in its entirety.

The last layer is very empty, so empty that you can see the lonely jar in the middle at a glance.

There was a word "兌" written in the middle of the outer wall of the jar. The moment Wang Nian looked over, the jar seemed to respond, and the golden word "兌" suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light.

One word is enough to summarize the function of the jar.

The jar can be exchanged for anything you want, even a house or a car can be exchanged through contribution points.

Contribution refers to the food made from the ingredients on the spice rack, and different contributions will be obtained depending on the difficulty of making it.

Wang Nian opened this spice rack fifteen years ago, but it was of little use due to the shortage of supplies at the time, and it was only gradually put to use after she got married.

"One hundred and seventy-three thousand one hundred and twenty-seven points..."

The specific number that came to Wang Nian's mind was her total contribution over the past fifteen years.

I don’t know how it was obtained? There is no place to study how many points each dish can get. Anyway, the number is Wang Nian’s contribution.

What on earth can the 170,000 yuan be exchanged for?

As soon as the thought popped up, the items that could be exchanged and those that could not be exchanged immediately appeared in my mind.

Wang Nian brushed aside all the things in real life one by one. Why bother saving points when you can buy them with money?

Read ten lines at a glance and look down.

"etc……"

Suddenly, he finally found something that Wang Nian was quite interested in.

sugar?

Its name is sugar. It can not only repair body cells and make people younger and healthier, but also detoxify various poisons, snake venom, plant toxins and various... relieve and reduce various viruses.

"Is there such a good thing?"

The first thing Wang Nian thought of was Shi Xiangming.

Shi Xiangming is nearly ten years older than Wang Nian. He is devoted to his work and his brain ages faster than that of an average person.

A few days ago, I accidentally noticed that I had some white hair in my hair, and the wrinkles on my forehead could not be smoothed out no matter how much I massaged.

Wang Nian didn't want to have an old man by her pillow before she got old, so this candy appeared at the right time.

Although... the contribution required is really not cheap.

Fifty thousand contribution points can be exchanged for one candy. The points that Wang Nian has accumulated over more than ten years are enough to buy three candies.

But...so what.

Wang Nian exchanged it without any hesitation.

"It looks like the restaurant will have to do it morning, noon and night in the future."

If you want to redeem something like Rebirth Cake or Myriad Worlds Recipe that requires hundreds of thousands of contribution points, you can definitely accumulate contribution points much faster by opening a restaurant than by eating and drinking with your family.

So after exchanging the candy, Wang Nian did not turn the pages any further, but continued to work with great energy.

***

As the sun sets, a large golden halo gradually appears in the sky. Before the light gradually disappears from the wall, the sound of a key finally rings at the door of No. 15 Guanghua Street.

As the sound of the falling sounded, Shi Xiangming appeared at the door of his home.

The dim light from the glass windows of the living room flickered, and laughter could be heard from inside the house. It was obvious that Shi Feiying was imitating the shouting of the people in the cartoon again.

It was obviously very noisy, but my tense nerves seemed to relax suddenly, and an emotion called joy slowly emerged in my heart.

"There was a sound of a door opening. It must be your dad coming back!"

A gentle voice floated over, and Shi Xiangming suddenly felt inexplicably aggrieved, and even wanted to lean on Wang Nian's shoulder to complain about the difficulties and hardships of his work.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but smile.

He hasn't been home for only half a month, but he's already like a child, happy at one moment and sad at the next. If Wang Nian found out, she would definitely laugh at him.

"dad."

Shi Feiying leaned on the window and immediately shouted happily. The next second she jumped off the sofa and rushed to open the door.

Shi Xiangming was not the only one who missed his family. The three children also came to the door to welcome the return of the "head of the family" as if they were meeting again after a long separation.

"dad."

"dad."

Wang Nian leaned back on the sofa and watched Shi Xiangming come in with a smile on her face.

"Have you eaten yet?"

“No.”

"That's great. I'll go cook."

When passing by, Wang Nian suddenly raised his hand and stuffed something into Shi Xiangming's mouth, then raised his eyebrows: "Specially for you."

"Mom, what delicious food did you give Dad to eat?" Shi Feiying immediately jumped in front of the two of them, staring at Shi Xiangming's mouth.

If you dare to move, you'll probably jump up and shout that it's unfair the next moment.

Unfortunately, Shi Xiangming did not give him a chance. The moment the sugar entered his mouth, it turned into water and flowed down his throat with his subconscious swallowing.

Not only did Shi Feiying want to know what to eat, he also wanted to know.

There was no taste or smell, and even my tongue couldn't feel any texture... I just swallowed it.

"Would you eat this poison that can kill a child?"

A faint voice came from outside the door, which made Shi Feiying grimace in response.

"Go put the bag down for Dad."

Having not seen them for half a month, the children seemed to have grown taller. When Shi Shuwen spoke, Shi Xiangming did not recognize that it was his eldest son.

The hoarse voice sounded like a duck, and it was clearly the voice change period that all boys go through.

"Show me your homework books."

Shi Xiangming took off his coat and hung it on the hanger at the door, rolled up his sleeves, and did not sit down immediately. Instead, he checked on the academic performance of his three children.

“…”

The excitement just now disappeared in an instant. Except for Shi Shuwen who was still full of confidence, the other two were as wilted as eggplants hit by frost.

"Dad, do you have to check my homework as soon as you come back?" Shi Wan pouted and buttoned her trouser seams unhappily.

Originally she had a lot to say to her father, but now she just hopes that she can finish her homework smoothly, otherwise she won’t be able to go out and play on the weekend.

Since the second one spoke first, she would of course be the first one to be examined.

"Bring me your math book so I can see your progress."

Shi Wan: “…”

While my daughter was dawdling to get the book, I took the time to ask Shi Feiying, "Is everything ok at home these days?"

The reason why I chose to ask him was, of course, because this kid has the strongest desire to talk and can describe any trivial matter at home in vivid detail.

As long as homework is not mentioned, Shi Feiying will have endless things to say.

"Dad, you haven't seen how good our restaurant business is..."

The last glimmer of light gradually dimmed, and the night enveloped the entire house with its fragrance.