Chapter 127 The little fat guy finally put less salt in the dish!
That family recipe book wasn't anything particularly special. The most important things in it were a few braising spice recipes and filling recipes. Apart from that, whether you could replicate the authentic taste of the other recipes depended on the chef's skill.
As for Lin Xiuqin in the book, she didn't care about the recipe. Instead, she gave the braising sauce and filling recipe to Chen Ruifeng's sister, Chen Xiaomei, which won her sister-in-law's favor. The two sisters-in-law sold braised meat and buns together, with Lin Xiuqin taking a certain share.
Now that Lin Xiuqin herself hasn't appeared, Zhao Yangyang has taken the mute child home, and this time it was Zhao Yangyang who got the recipe.
Lin Xiuqin's face turned a little pale. She thought to herself that Zhao Yangyang was too lucky, or rather—was it possible that anyone who became Zhao Yangyang would encounter the same things that Lin Xiuqin in the book would encounter?
It's fine if you don't get the benefit yourself, but it's really upsetting to let others get the benefit.
Moreover, with so many people in the family compound, apart from Lin Xiuqin, no one else knew that saving this mute child would earn them a cookbook, let alone the value of that cookbook.
Lin Xiuqin felt heartbroken and wished she could replace Zhao Yangyang and take the recipes with her.
Zhao Yangyang has no skills or expertise whatsoever, yet even with this recipe, she can still win over her sister-in-law and get a share of the profits in the future.
Gao Rong: "This Zhao Yangyang is really silly, but she is also kind-hearted, just like our factory director Qin Xiangxiang. Our factory director Qin is a good factory director of the people, and he always has a genuinely kind heart."
Lin Xiuqin felt like vomiting. Whether it was Qin Xiangxiang before she transmigrated into the book or the Qin Xiangxiang she described in the book, she might have a kind heart, but she could never be the so-called good factory director.
Can leadership and kindness coexist?
However, you can only believe 70% of what Gao Rong says. That bastard Gao Rong never says anything true; she's a master at making things up.
Lin Xiuqin felt very painful. This time, the incident with the mute child made her realize that the protagonist had a chance, but she was not in the family compound and could not encounter such a chance at all. The events in the book all happened in the family compound.
Without access to the family compound, she would miss out on the opportunities and could only watch as an observer witnesses the joys and sorrows of the residents... and even their future fortunes.
Qin Xiangxiang, Chen Ruifeng, Li Jianzhi, Zhao Yangyang... none of them will remember that Lin Xiuqin ever existed.
Only Gao Rong, standing right in front of her, remembered her!
Does she also want to find a way to marry into the family compound?
After learning about the mute child, Mr. Ma went to many homes to inquire if anyone had a missing mute child. "Do you have a missing child in your family or among your friends? Around four or five years old, and is mute?"
"Is there a lost child in anyone's home? Four or five years old, can't speak yet."
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"No, Lao Ma, we don't have any lost children here."
"That kidnapper is a real bastard."
After inquiring for two or three days, Mr. Ma heard nothing about a lost child, so he gave up. A few days later, a new family moved into their alley. A well-known master lived there, and Mr. Ma and his wife discussed when to visit him.
The wife sighed, "Since he's a master, we can't be disrespectful when we visit. We need to prepare some nice gifts."
Mr. Ma sighed and shook his head. Although he earned a lot of money every month, he had a large family to support, so he was really struggling financially. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken on so many jobs to earn money.
The family that moved in was surnamed Huang. The one with gray hair was respectfully called Master Huang. He was a well-known master of flower-and-bird and landscape painting in China. To avoid trouble, he had stopped painting for several years, but he was doing alright.
At this time, the Huang family moved here with their son and daughter-in-law, but lost their grandson along the way, leaving the Huang family with a face full of sorrow.
"I shouldn't have taken Xiaoyun out that day. That damned kidnapper! He's so young, he can't even talk yet!"
Huang Boyuan and his wife had a child, Huang Shuyun, after many years of marriage. Even though their child became mute due to illness when he was young, the couple still cherished him dearly. During this move, while packing their belongings, their child was unexpectedly abducted, leaving the couple filled with remorse.
"Your family has lost a child?"
"Wasn't it Old Ma or someone else who came out earlier to ask whose child was missing? Apparently, the child was mute and couldn't speak."
Huang Boyuan and his wife were jolted awake. A lost child? A mute? Could it be Xiao Yun?
The couple rushed to Mr. Ma's house to inquire, "We heard you were asking around about a lost child? Was it a four or five-year-old child who couldn't speak?"
Mr. Ma nodded: "I heard they were kidnapped by human traffickers and taken to the island."
"Oh my god!" Huang Boyuan and his wife were so excited that tears almost fell. "That must be our Xiaoyun. Poor thing, we finally found out where the child is."
How can I contact them?
Mr. Ma said, "Don't worry, the child is fine now. I'll call Director Qin later to confirm that the child is yours, and then you can discuss a time to pick him up."
"Thank you so much, thank you so much."
Mr. Ma called Qin Xiangxiang and told her about the Huang family. After speaking with the Huang family, Qin Xiangxiang also learned who this master of traditional Chinese painting was. In addition, Huang Boyuan and his wife worked at the Mingzhou Cultural Center and a newspaper, respectively, and were both cultural figures.
"Xiao Lou... the child is doing well here, don't worry. You'll come to pick him up on Sunday, right? Okay."
Qin Xiangxiang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had finally found the parents and would no longer have to watch Xiao Pang commit such atrocities. She used to think that her own son, Xiao Pang, was a garbage can that would eat anything. Now it seemed that this Xiao Lou was an even bigger garbage can that would eat anything too.
He really appreciated what the chubby boy made!
It's so disgusting!
She and Li Jianzhi were both a little annoyed by what the two kids were eating. They had previously made a salted vegetable and yellow croaker dish with so much salted vegetable and oil, and the two kids ate it with relish.
"We've found the child's home! They said they'll come to pick him up tomorrow!" Qin Xiangxiang told Sister Gao about the situation. Sister Gao is the head of the intelligence department and a very kind person. She was worried that if the child couldn't find his parents for a long time, Li Jianzhi and his wife would argue about it.
These days, nobody wants to raise someone else's child for free.
Now that she heard the child's parents have been found, Ms. Gao is relieved.
Whose child is this?
Qin Xiangxiang said a name, "This is his grandson."
Sister Gao exclaimed in surprise, "This is a master? His parents are also cultured people. No wonder his family seemed well-off before. He really comes from a scholarly family."
"Congratulations, Xiao Qin, you'll definitely be rewarded for your good deeds this time."
Qin Xiangxiang waved her hand, thinking to herself that her family hadn't done anything good either. Having an extra trash can at home was a way to reduce Xiaopang's waste. Judging from the current situation, Comrade Li Xiaopang's cooking skills had improved—all thanks to the two trash cans working together to hone them.
Little Fatty finally put less salt in!
When Old Mrs. Chen upstairs heard that the mute man's parents had been found, she thought to herself, "This child was brought back by Yangyang. Even if we want to express our gratitude, they should give us a thank-you gift."
Zhao Yangyang was disgusted by her words. When she brought the child back, she didn't even give the child a single grain of rice to eat. Now she was asking the family to send gifts. Only someone with a skin as thick as a city wall could say such a thing.
"I can't accept this gift. I'm not that shameless!"
Upon hearing Zhao Yangyang's words, Old Mrs. Chen cursed inwardly: Stupid as a pig!
When Chen Ruifeng returned home, his mother complained to him, "The wife you found is not smart at all. All she knows is how to get cheated and suffer losses. She doesn't know how to gain anything. She's as stupid as a pig! Even a pig is smarter than her!"
"Even pigs fight over swill! Why would she leave something for nothing? She thinks she's so high and mighty. Can being high and mighty put food on the table?"
"Tomorrow I'm going to teach you, you pig-like wife, how to steal swill!"
Chen Ruifeng frowned. He also felt that the old lady was very shameful, but she was his own mother after all, so he couldn't say anything.
The next day, the Huang family came. They came to the family compound on the island to pick up the child, carrying wine, cigarettes, and candy. When they saw Huang Shuyun, the whole family hugged each other and cried.
"Comrade Qin, thank you so much! You are Xiaoyun's savior!"
"Not at all, it's a joyous occasion that the child has successfully found his family!"
As a token of gratitude, Huang Boyuan presented Qin Xiangxiang and her husband with a calligraphy work he had written himself, as well as a piece of calligraphy by his father, Master Huang. "These are my humble works, given to you as a memento."
Li Jianzhi was shocked when he saw Master Huang's painting. He thought to himself that it would be very valuable decades later, especially since it was a masterpiece of peony painting. It would be worth at least a million in the future.
To be honest, their family really got a good deal. Although they only raised Xiao Lou for a few days, he mainly ate... a chubby diet.
Qin Xiangxiang opened the calligraphy drawing and praised, "You write such beautiful characters."
"Not as good as my father."
Qin Xiangxiang shamelessly asked, "If our factory needs nameplates in the future, could you please write a piece of calligraphy for us?"
"Of course, of course."
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"Oh my—how much stuff did you send?" Old Mrs. Chen exclaimed as she came downstairs. "This child was brought home by our Yangyang. If we're going to send a thank-you gift, we should get one too."
"I heard your family are educated people, so you shouldn't do something so shameless as to be ungrateful, right?"
When the Huang family saw Old Mrs. Chen, they hesitated. Zhong Li, from the middle household, couldn't stand it anymore. "How dare you, old woman, stand up like this? If I were you, I'd be so ashamed I'd crawl into a latrine! It's true that your daughter-in-law Zhao Yangyang is a kind person, but you, old woman, how dare you speak here?"
"What did you say that day? You said you'd rather believe the child was kidnapped than believe he was a burden his grandmother threw out! Now that his family is coming to our door, you still want a thank you gift? Why don't you go eat manure!"
Grandma Chen was stunned: "How dare you, a female relative, speak like that?"
"How do I speak? I only speak the truth and justice! I speak like this to everyone! If you're shameless and trying to take advantage of me, you might as well go eat shit!"
"Even if their family wants to express gratitude, it should be to Zhao Yangyang, not you. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Zhao Yangyang had been hiding in the house, unwilling to come out, and even wanted to plug her ears. But when she heard Zhong Li cursing, her blood boiled, and she thought: Well done!
Zhao Yangyang felt that she should learn from Zhong Li.
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