Song Sancheng found an excuse out of helplessness, but his appearance this year had changed a lot!
Originally, he was short and thin, with dark skin and a few white hairs on his head. He looked no different from other villagers.
But what about now
His family has been busy recently and we haven't seen each other much. Now at first glance, I feel that he looks fatter than before, and the wrinkles on his face seem to have been stretched out!
The white hair is still there, but the rest of his hair is black and shiny. He walks with his back straight, and there is no sign of the retracted bones of an old person. He looks so energetic!
Besides, his complexion is invisible and intangible, but everyone can feel that he is healthy... How come he ate so many good foods in the early spring this year? How come he is so healthy
Just thinking about this, everyone was full of confidence and expectation about what he said, "Ulan's cooking skills have greatly improved."
One of the ladies who helped plant the trees was still thinking:
"If you ask me, you should eat more at noon. Do you remember what Tan Tan looked like when he came back? He passed by my house on a motorcycle. I saw him. There was a white gauze on one side of his head and his face was pale."
"Now look at this girl, fair and rosy—"
The auntie wanted to find a good adjective, but after thinking about it, she remembered Song Tan carrying a large basket and walking briskly. In the end, she could only sum it up in one sentence -
“… He’s very strong!”
Everyone agreed with this.
Song Tan works so efficiently that when she's around, everyone else looks like they're being lazy.
It can be seen from this that—
"The food at Song Sancheng's house must be nutritious! Qiao Qiao looks even prettier now. Oh, it's a pity for this young man—cough."
We can’t talk about this topic anymore, it’s really annoying. But everyone who was working started looking forward to lunch at the Song family’s.
This made Song Sancheng feel a little confused again.
He just said that casually... My wife's cooking skills have been the same for decades, mainly because the dishes are good this year! But the good dishes are all sold for money, how can we eat them
And at the foot of the mountain.
Song Tan's pickup truck stopped at the door of the house. Qiao Qiao had already wiped the tears from her face. She got out of the car first and looked at Song Tan with expectation.
Song Tan: …
In fact, she wanted to ask Qiao Qiao to help with some work.
but…
Oh, now I actually feel a little bit of self-blame and pain for spoiling my child!
Because she finally succumbed to this pitiful look:
"Come on, go to your sister's room. I'll turn on the computer for you later. You can only watch one episode at noon."
Just one episode at a time!
Qiao Qiao rushed into the house cheering.
But Song Tan did not immediately follow, but waited for the seventh uncle and the seventh grandmother to get off the car, and then greeted: "Mom, I asked the seventh uncle to come to our house as a chef. His house still needs two days to clean up, so he has to stay at our house today..."
Everyone has come back, what else does Ulan not understand
At this moment, she threw away the half-cleaned dishes. She was as enthusiastic as a sunflower, and she just wanted to follow her seventh cousin and his wife around:
"Oh, my cousin is here! Come on, come on, you must be tired. I'm tidying up the house. I just dried the quilt a few days ago, I'll spread it out for you..."
With her enthusiasm, Uncle Seventh's originally confident mood was further relaxed. When Aunt Seventh followed him into the house, he walked around the yard without hesitation, looking at the three dogs chewing on a bone in the corner, and he became happy:
"These little guys look pretty energetic."
The puppies are so energetic, they must not be stingy with their food.
Turning his head, he saw the bamboo shoots that Wulan had just thrown away after peeling them halfway. He couldn't help but pick them up and look at them over and over again. He then reached out and peeled off two pieces of bamboo shoot skin and stuffed them into his mouth first.
After chewing it twice, he silently broke off a small piece of bamboo shoots.
Then his expression became serious and he began to look around the vegetables in the yard.
At this moment, two aunts who were helping out came in. They were stunned for a moment when they saw my seventh cousin, and then they realized what was going on.
"Hey, isn't this our former Chef Song?"
Back then, my seventh cousin was a well-known chef in the village. If anyone invited him to a banquet, it was a sign of sincerity! He was also a well-known figure.
The two of them were instantly excited. What's going on? Chef Song is going to cook the lunch today? That's a treat!
The seventh cousin nodded as a greeting, and finally moved closer to take a look at the locust flowers they had placed in the winnowing basket. The bluish-white flower buds on them were fresh and fragrant, and a breath of wildness filled the air.
Without tasting it, Uncle Seven knew that this Sophora japonica flower was the same as the one Auntie Song sent to his home. Turning his head, he saw another aunt holding a bowl of freshly washed lettuce, and his brows knitted into a knot again.
The lettuce was green and crisp, but when he got close and smelled it, he knew it was no different from the vegetables sold in ordinary markets.
If it were when I was a chef in the past, there would be nothing wrong with this dish.
But now, first it’s bamboo shoots, then it’s sophora japonica flowers. The comparison is like the palace Buddha Jumps Over the Wall on one side and the beggars’ gang’s rotten rice on the other…
Isn’t this gap too big
He lowered his head again and looked at the pot of food on the ground.
Spinach, black and white cabbage, garlic sprouts, onions, coriander, leeks, carrots, garlic sprouts, lettuce...
"Why is there still astragalus here?"
Wasn't this originally used to feed pigs and cows? It was only when he first started out that the environment was difficult and everyone ate this.
What’s going on? Not only do people in the city love wild vegetables, but people in the countryside are also reminiscing about the good of the past
Song Tan was just unloading the things from the car, and he casually said, "The Chinese asparagus in the field is delicious this year, but because we want to grow vegetables, we have to turn it all over. There are only some left on the edge of the field, and my mother picked them specially this morning."
Vegetables are too expensive now!
The seventh cousin didn't respond. He just took a bite of each dish and tasted it. Then he reached out and ordered all the dishes.
"Did you buy the carrots and garlic sprouts? They smell like greenhouse vegetables."
"The rest are not grown from the same plot of land. Also, whose vegetables are the astragalus and chives?"
The two helpers looked at each other in surprise:
"Chef Song, no wonder your cooking is so delicious. Most people can't compare to your tongue. How come it's still so sharp after all these years?"
"You're right. The astragalus and chives were all cut by Wulan from his own field. The rest were just some vegetables that were gathered together from the vegetable garden in our village."
Wu Lan was just coming out of the house holding bedding. When she heard this, she looked at her seventh cousin again, and her eyes were shining!
What do you call this? This is real skill!
If her son learns cooking from such a chef, he can support himself even if he only has half the skills!