When Grandpa Zhou and Xiao Liu arrived, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. At this time, a group of teenagers were eating thick porridge with spicy fried radish, hot and sour cabbage, hot and sour tofu and freshly fried white fish, with very happy faces.
Especially the large white fish, with one bone removed and the rest of the fish meat, the meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, so delicious that I almost wanted to swallow my tongue.
"It smells so good!" When the old man walked in, he saw more than a dozen people sitting around the table, each of them eating with their mouths full of oil.
"Hello, Grandpa Zhou." A group of children shouted loudly.
Xiao Liu, who came in later, saw the fried fish in a bowl and gulped down his throat to stop drooling.
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Old Man Zhou and Xiao Liu hadn't eaten yet either. Without Zhou Yan and Xiao Yu having to do anything, fourteen-year-olds Que'er and Xiao Lian put down their bowls and ran to get themselves a large bowl of rice porridge.
The round table by the door was no longer available for seating. Old Zhou and Xiao Liu had to eat at a square table inside the dining room. There weren't any extra dishes left for the evening, so Zhou Yan got up and grabbed a plate of fried peanuts from the cabinet for the old man. Xiao Yu quickly scrambled an egg with pickled radish leaves and heated up some dried tofu soaked in broth.
Seeing his filial grandson and granddaughter-in-law, the old man prepared four dishes for them in the blink of an eye. He thought they had to drink something to go with the dishes.
"Do you want someone to accompany you?" Zhou Yan asked while holding the bowl of rice.
Old Master Zhou glanced at him and said, "You have to look after the kids tonight, why are you drinking wine?" Such a delicious dish, wouldn't it be nice for him to drink and eat slowly by himself? Why did he have to ask someone to grab the food?
Seeing that the old man really treated this place as his own home, Zhou Yan didn't say anything.
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"We're out of tofu, Monkey. You and Dashu should soak five pounds of beans tonight." Zhou Yan thought of what Xiao Yu had said to him in the evening and said to the two boys at the dinner table.
Xiaolian stopped him and said, "Brother Zhou, Que'er and I will make the tea. These two are so careless that they never pick out the small stones. We're going to eat it ourselves. It has to be clean."
"Okay, you two will take care of the sanitation, and they will take care of the grinding. Get up early tomorrow and go back to sleep after you're done. Brother Xiao will be in charge of ordering the tofu."
The monkey and the tree looked at each other without saying anything. They were happy as long as they had something to do.
Mr. Zhou drank his wine, ate his small fish, and occasionally enjoyed a handful of crispy peanuts. His eyes were filled with smiles as he watched the group of young people having fun. It was only Comrade Liu who was a bit underwhelming today. He ate his fish so quickly that he'd devoured half the small bowl in a blink of an eye, even though he still had half a glass of wine.
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After eating and drinking, Mr. Zhou had originally planned to return home after finishing his business. However, Gangzi and his friends had even burned the bath water. Xiao Yu and his two maids had also cleaned up the west wing.
It seems no big deal to rest here for a night.
Mr. Zhou's main purpose was to inform Zhou Yan to go with him to meet someone tomorrow to finalize the rice cooker issue. After Mr. Zhou's "showing off," the higher-ups had already decided to list rice cookers as export products.
As the manufacturer of the rice cooker, Zhou Yan had already submitted the blueprints, but if the recipient wanted to build it right away, it would definitely take a long time. Instead of that, it would be better for the manufacturer to provide personal guidance.
"Guidance definitely comes with money. According to the invention award regulations, you should have received 10,000 yuan, but the Academy is short on funds. 5,000 yuan is the most you can get right now. If the rice cooker becomes a hit after export, you may or may not get more. If not, I've told my superiors, so consider it a donation to the Academy."
Zhou Yan nodded. He had already decided to start researching printers and electric cars next.
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The next morning, the old man was attracted by a tempting aroma as soon as he got up. When he came to the yard, he found out that in order to ensure that Zhou Yan and his group had breakfast before going to work, Xiao Yutian had gotten up before dawn to make tofu.
Now, in addition to soy milk and tofu pudding, breakfast in the kitchen also includes bread and pies freshly baked in the earthen oven. The bread is filled with apple or black dates, which tastes full of fruity aroma.
The pies have two kinds of fillings: cabbage vermicelli and pickled radish. They are so delicious when eaten with soy milk and tofu pudding that you can’t stop.
Because they need to be baked in batches, those who go to work eat them first.
The old man quickly washed up and joined the work group.
Only after he sat down did he realize that the sweet bread was served with hawthorn jam, which, when spread on it, made the bread even more fragrant. The pies were served with hot and sour sauce, and the boys were particularly fond of it. They would eat a whole pie until they were sweating profusely.
After eating, Gangzi and his friends pushed their bicycles out. There are currently three bicycles in the courtyard, two new and one old.
Eight people go to work every day, and there are people sitting on the front bumper and back seats, and there are still some left.
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"What's wrong? Are you afraid that you won't have any food at noon?" The old man stood up after finishing his meal and couldn't help but ask when he saw Zhou Yan quickly packing a hawthorn-flavored sweet bread and six pies.
Zhou Yan handed the oil-paper package to Xiao Liu: "This is for you. Xiaoyu is worried that you will forget to eat."
Mr. Zhou: ...
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After going out to "play" on Sunday, Xiao Yu got up early in the morning. After sending the "office workers" away, he went back to the house and took a nap for more than two hours without hesitation. It was not until ten o'clock in the morning that he slowly went out with his child on his back.
According to the regulations, he had to visit the old man at least twice a week. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get his monthly salary.
For him, cleaning the old man's house was just a matter of one or two talismans.
But you have to pretend occasionally, for example, when the weather is good, take out the quilts and other things to dry in the sun?
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