"Miss, if you like to eat, I will send someone to Dahara immediately to buy more for you?" said Manager Xie.

"No need, you have to eat this kind of braised pork just out of the pot; not to mention that this was not cooked by Zhou Yi himself, but just used the brine he left behind..."

Gu Yun looked at Qiu Zhonghou and the elderly man thoughtfully: "Mr. Cheng, you can go back. Qiu Zhonghou just offended Zhou Yi. The mistake he made would not be demoted. I will say hello to the relevant departments and restore his position. However, Shanyin cannot go, so I will go to other provinces..."

"Miss, thank you very much."

The elderly man and Qiu Zhonghou stood up and thanked him repeatedly. Seeing that Gu Yun just nodded, he seemed a little impatient, so the two of them stopped talking and quickly retreated.

"Xie Feng, go and call Uncle Shang."

Manager Xie is a common name, but in fact, there is no such position in the new society; he is also affiliated with the Central Special Service Office, and his work is to be responsible for part of Gu Yun's life and safety. Therefore, Gu Yun only calls him his name and does not refer to "Manager".

After appointing Xie Feng to find Old Man Shang, Gu Yun glanced at the greasy horse manure paper and sneered slightly: "You want to hit my ass? You are really arrogant. You were in trouble, but because you still have a good cooking skills, I can let you go, it depends on whether you know the appearance or not!"

Soon, the old man Shang, who had two rat beards, walked into the pavilion. His identity was completely different from Xie Feng. When he entered the pavilion, he smiled and said, "What's wrong, my eldest lady? Xie Feng said, you are very satisfied with the braised pork made by Zhou Yi, and you can't stop eating it? Haha, this kid is a talented man. No wonder he dared to hit Zhong Da, and he even said frivolously to the lady. It turns out that he is arrogant because of his talent..."

"It was not his own. According to Qiu Zhonghou, it was the brine he left behind. It was cooked by others. If he made it with his own hands, it would definitely taste better..."

Speaking of this, Gu Yun couldn't help licking her tongue, as if she was still feeling unsatisfied.

"Haha, no wonder I met Cheng and the others just now, and saw the young man smiling. It seems that the eldest lady agreed to help him. That's right. It's okay to make our eldest lady feel happy. Isn't it a trivial matter to restore the official position?"

"Look at Uncle Shang you mentioned, I'm so delicious?"

"Haha, the lady is not delicious, but she knows how to eat, and she is more tasteful than any gourmet."

Old Man Shang smiled and said, "But that Zhou Yi is crazy enough. After defeating Mr. Zhong, he asked him to send a message. He dared to offend you. The eldest lady should not let him go easily? I have received the news. Zhou Yi returned to Yunshui Mountain; he has now sacrificed his ancestors. No one can tell me if we want to take action. Why don't you tell me to go there first and measure how much this kid is? If my old bones are not good, it wouldn't be too late for the eldest lady to take action personally."

"No need to go to Yunshuishan..."

Gu Yun smiled and said, "Whether I go in person or Uncle Shang, you go, that's all for him. I originally had ten thousand ways to force him to come to Kyoto to find me by himself, but today I changed my mind after eating his braised pork. I called Tang Bao and said that my yard lacked a chef and was preparing to hire him at a high salary. If he was willing to come, everything would be done, otherwise I would take action again. The Tang family would not be able to say anything."

"Miss is so tall! No matter how much money he has or what status he has, he has a good cooking skills, so he is a chef in our eyes. We are sincerely hiring him, let's see if he knows whether he is polite..."

Old Man Shang laughed and said, "What's more, he is the flirty lady in front of him. We have taken advantage of the truth. Even if we make trouble for Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang would not help him, so I will do this!"

The old and the young looked at each other and were very happy.

***

Zhou Yi has been having a very comfortable time during this period.

His return immediately gave the nursing home a qualitative leap. Even when making big pot rice, the big pot rice he made was different. No matter whether the elderly, young men or women, they all gave thumbs up after eating. Many people simply stopped firing at home and ran to the canteen of the nursing home to make meals when they arrived at meal time. Anyway, when Li Jucheng left, he injected a huge sum of money into the nursing home, and this little money was nothing at all.

When he was fine, Zhou Yi would help the elderly check their bodies, and even taught the Yang-style Tai Chi he had learned to some interested elderly people. These elderly people were taught by wise teachers and really practiced some things. They ate them all deliciously. Once they were good, their interests became more widespread, such as walking birds and playing chess and cards, and peeking at the foot of the wall to peek at the old lady into the thatched cottage. They all seemed to have lived a new life, and their youth was invincible!

When he woke up early in the morning, Zhou Yi prepared the old man's breakfast as usual, ate some of it himself, changed into sportswear and played Tai Chi, then took Jin Yangyang and a group of pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks, ran to Baiquan Valley, and fought back and forth. At first, only Jin Yangyang and the dark blue black sheep could keep up with him, and the chickens and ducks and so on only half a journey, and then he had to twist his butt back to his nest. Gradually, he practiced for a few days, and these beasts gradually ran farther and were very good at training.

These are all delicacies on the table in the future... Since the cooking skills have been promoted to the cooking art, Zhou Yi has begun to plot against these beasts. Although the realm of "Xiaoyaoyou" is high, the better the ingredients, the better the dishes. He is preparing to make a few dishes first to try. In addition, to properly solve Yang Cai's problem, it is also essential to open the way of food. Zhou Yi has already made a comprehensive plan, and must not only fulfill his promise, but also not to hurt the catkins. He must kill two birds with one stone.

But now is not the time to kill chickens and sheep, because the harvest season has come.

It was already early June, and the mood of the farmers was like this weather, and they began to feel hot... The winter wheat planted last year had already been soaring ears. It has absorbed the essence of earth energy for more than half a year. Now it is golden, as if there are extremely well-made rich men, who have plated a layer of twenty-four k gold on the ground. Many families have started harvesting two or three days ago.

Among them, there is naturally Zhou Yi's "rolling up a thousand snow piles". This is also a different species in the system. I wonder what it will feel like when I use it to grind flour and make it into buns, steamed buns or noodles? I feel greedy when I think about Zhou Yi.

It's today.

When he returned to the nursing home and made today's lunch for the elderly, Zhou Yi ran back to "Tingfeng Xiaozhu" and took out a sickle. "Cranking up a thousand snow piles" is no better than ordinary wheat seeds. He cannot be ruined by a harvester, he must do it himself.

Li Yuanfang and Erlaizi had already harvested their own wheat and stared at Zhou Yi's two acres of land for several days. When they heard that he was going to harvest wheat, they all took some guys to help. When the villagers heard that the wheat from "Mr. Zhou's family was finally going to harvest, they all gathered over. Zhou Yi saw that this was great. There were more people than wheat...

After a lot of competition, the villagers selected more than a dozen young men and Zhou Yi to go to the fields. In fact, these two acres of wheat are just like playing in Zhou Yi's hands, and they don't need the help of the villagers. He cannot refuse everyone's kindness. The country people are honest and honest. If he refuses it, he is afraid that they will not have a good night's sleep for several nights.

With Zhou Yi, a human-shaped harvester, the two acres of land were cut in less than twenty years. The villagers helped him put the wheat on the threshing farm. They said goodbye and left, but Erlaizi lingered and stared at the wheat and swallowed: "Uncle, your wheat can bully grass, and the ears are twice as big as ordinary wheat. It's such a fresh thing... Otherwise, I'll help you thresh. I want to see it."

"Okay, I'll give you two pockets to give you a serious experience." Zhou Yi laughed and pointed to the wheat divided into two piles and said, "I want to grind the noodles on the left, you should thresh and peel it; don't peel the pile on the right, just break the wheat grains, you remember it..."

"Oh." Erlaizi touched his head, which was already 'floating' with a conditioned reflex. He said in wonder: "Uncle, do you want to bake these unskinned ones to eat? But there are too many of them..."

There is a way to eat it in the countryside, which is to roast the shelled wheat grains on an iron pot and then peel them off to eat. This will best retain the original flavor of wheat. But this is just for eating and playing, so there is no need to leave so much?

"Who said I want to eat the wheat grains? This is used to make wine."

Zhou Yi smiled slightly. After waiting for so long, he just had to wait for the harvest of "rolling up a thousand piles of snow", otherwise the "green and green fragrance accumulation" he stored would become moldy.

"Really, Uncle Zhou, you want to make wine? This is so good!"

Erlaizi was also a person who had the honor of drinking Zhou Yi's private brew. According to his words, after drinking my Uncle Zhou's wine, he was very excited to go to bed with his wife at night. This was once a beautiful story in Yunshui Mountain, which made Zhou Yi even more overwhelmed. Today, when he heard that Zhou Yi was going to make wine again, this guy was so slandered: "Uncle, what's your new wine called?"

"Five God Brews!"

Zhou Yi was not humble this time. This time, the word "God" was added to the name of the wine.

This time, he received the protection of his ancestors and realized the way of cooking in one fell swoop, lit up the word "kitchen path" under the Youran hero. Zhou Yi's heart was also enlarged. He wanted to use this time to make wine again to see if he could have some insights into the way of wine. Taking the name of wine as a god, it also had the intention to build confidence for himself and want to gain something.

Erlaizi didn't know that he had these ideas, but knew that if the wine had the word "five" in it, it would have to be good wine. Now Uncle Zhou wants to brew good wine, so he is blessed. So he worked harder. His head was not very smart, but he was good at doing farm work. In an afternoon, the wheat that should be threshed and the wheat that should be grinded was cleaned up.

Looking at the snow-white flour, Erlaizi drooled again: "Uncle, I have never seen such a white noodles. If I use this noodles to steam the steamed buns, it will definitely be delicious!"

"Look at your promising prospects. Okay, I will collect the flour and wheat grains first. Today, Uncle Zhou will reward you with you, and I will steam buns for you to eat in the evening..." Zhou Yi said with a smile.
Chapter completed!