"Comrade Baiyi, what did you say?"
Although she heard it clearly, Lin Wanru still felt that she had misheard.
A sixteen-year-old gay man actually asked her to help him while he was the chef. Lin Wanru felt that this world was too crazy.
"I said I'll be the chef."
Yang Baiyi thought that he spoke too softly just now, so Lin Wanru didn't hear it clearly.
"Can you cook? Not many gay men can cook."
Lin Wanru asked with some doubt.
The concept of "gender equality, women hold up half the sky" was only proposed not long ago, and men nowadays are generally somewhat patriarchal.
The same goes for parents at home. Girls have to learn housework from a young age, but boys do not have so many requirements.
"Is it weird for a gay man to cook? No one says the cook has to be a lesbian, right?
You see, most of the chefs in state-owned restaurants are men, which shows that men are more talented in cooking than women.
My grandma's home is in the Sichuan and Chongqing area, and both of my uncles cook very delicious food.
She's especially good at making bacon and smoked fish. I learned the real tricks from my grandma when I lived there."
Yang Baiyi started to make up stories about his uncle again.
"You really have two good uncles who taught you how to hunt and how to cook."
The image of the two uncles as omnipotent gradually became fuller in Lin Wanru's heart.
"Let me do it."
Lin Wanru cut the vegetables quite neatly, but too slowly, which made Yang Baiyi a little anxious.
"I've been in school all my life, and I only know how to cook."
Lin Wanru said with some grievance.
"I know, Comrade Wanru, you've done very well."
While Yang Baiyi was comforting Lin Wanru, the knife in his hand fell on the chopping board like raindrops.
Cut the green and red peppers into shreds, slice the bacon, and mince the ginger and garlic. The kitchen knife seemed to come alive in Yang Baiyi's hands.
"You might as well not comfort me. I'm not being comforted at all. I'm going to light the fire."
Lin Wanru sat by the stove, but glanced at Yang Baiyi from time to time.
"Sure enough, a focused man is the most attractive."
"Lin Wanru, do you still have any shame? It's so embarrassing."
Lin Wanru was constantly lost in thoughts, her face felt like it was on fire, so hot it was scary.
"Comrade Wanru, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"
Yang Baiyi had made all the preparations and was about to heat the oil in a pan when he suddenly noticed that Lin Wanru's face looked a little strange.
"No, no, I was just smoked by the fire and felt a little hot."
Lin Wanru felt guilty as if she had been caught cheating on an exam by her teacher.
"It's a bit hot to burn fire in the summer."
Lin Wanru's explanation was very reasonable, and Yang Baiyi didn't think much about it.
Heat oil in a pan, sauté onions, ginger, and garlic until fragrant, stir-fry the broad bean paste until fragrant, then add the bacon and stir-fry...
All the movements are as smooth as flowing water.
"Comrade Baiyi, I really can't imagine what else you can't do."
Lin Wanru looked a little dazed.
"There are many things I don't know, for example, I can't do needlework."
Yang Baiyi was concentrating on cooking and did not notice Lin Wanru's changes.
Stir-fried beans with bacon, spicy chicken, smoked fish with soy sauce, Northeastern cold dishes, and a big pot of sorghum rice were quickly completed by Yang Baiyi.
The four dishes were all in large bowls, enough for the ten of them.
"Okay, put out the fire. I'll go call them to eat."
Yang Baiyi wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel around his neck.
"Yeah, okay."
Lin Wanru responded shyly.
Now Lin Wanru feels that Yang Baiyi's voice is so sexy and charming.
"It's time to eat."
Yang Baiyi stood in the yard and shouted, and everyone rushed out from the main house and the west wing.
They sat on the train for three days and hadn't had a proper meal for three days.
"Brother, can I sleep with Sister Yingying tonight?"
Yang Xiaoxiao pulled Yang Baiyi's trouser leg and begged.
"Can."
In just a moment, no one knew how He Yingying coaxed the little girl.
"Comrade Baiyi, please go to the main room to eat. The west wing is the boudoir of the female comrades, it is not appropriate for us to go in.
And we were planning on drinking, so there would probably be a smell of alcohol in the evening.”
Cui Jinfa asked for instructions.
"Okay, I didn't realize that Comrade Cui Jinfa is very attentive!"
Everyone worked together to bring the food to the main room.
"Where are we going to eat? On the ground?"
A group of people carrying food looked at the empty room and looked at each other in confusion.
"Comrade Cui Jinfa, put down the dishes first. Let's take down the door panel and use it as a dining table temporarily.
Comrade Fan Jin, go to the pile of firewood in the yard, pick up a few stumps, and use them to prop up the door."
Everyone worked together, and the two door panels were removed, and a simple dining table stood in the middle of the room.
"I'm going to call the old educated youth. It's our first meal together, to deepen our relationship."
Yang Baiyi turned around and walked out of the house.
"How can I do that? We were supposed to be hosting a welcome party for you today, but unfortunately, we're broke. I'm so ashamed!"
Han Fei said embarrassedly.
"Captain Han, you've all been here for five years, and I fully understand the hardships of rural life.
We just arrived today and have plenty of money on us. It's fate that we're all here together. Captain Han, you're welcome.
You go with your sister-in-law, I'll go call Comrade Zhang Hui and the others."
Without giving Han Fei a chance to continue refusing, Yang Baiyi turned around and left the house.
"Comrade Baiyi, we won't go. Look, our meal is almost ready."
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