Zhao Baoxuan rolled her eyes to the living room with a weak heart.

Through the wall, she couldn't see any movement over there.

But she bragged to Zhang Wuwei and Saiwen, saying that she already had a boyfriend, and she was afraid of being heard by them when answering this question at this time.

Wang Cuiyu misunderstood: "Where did you go today? Why don't you take them to the restaurant for dinner?"

This is the first time I have brought a male colleague to my home for dinner.

I haven't even brought back male classmates before!

When she was in kindergarten, Bao Xuan didn't play much with boys, Wang Cuiyu thought that her daughter didn't like boys, and she was quite happy at first, so she didn't have to worry about it, and she didn't always have to tell her daughter to guard against bad guys.

Later, when someone asked your daughter why she didn't talk to the boy and ignored others, Wang Cuiyu paid a little attention to it, and suddenly found that something like that.

Let's talk to other aunts and aunts, other people's daughters are the same as flowers, and someone has made up their minds early, or they have no intention of studying, they like to dress up, they like to watch love, and some simply sneak up on early love, looking at people who are in a hurry to die.

With such a comparison, Wang Cuiyu found the seriousness.

In her heart, she already felt guilty about Mo Zhi, and she was particularly concerned about the dreams she had when she was pregnant, and she only thought that her daughter could grow up safely, and she would help her find a partner as soon as she graduated from college.

Looking at my daughter's major in the university newspaper is archaeology, I am really angry, and there are few men who have been in contact, and they are all digging soil, and it is not good to say that they are cultural people who face the loess and face the sky.

So after filling in the school major in the college entrance examination, Wang Cuiyu began to ask Zhao Baoxuan to go on a blind date.

A few years have passed, and it still hasn't come together!

Finally, there is one who does not resist, people still take a fancy to Baoxuan, such a good opportunity is not to be missed!

In the morning, when she received a call from Mrs. Mu to order food, Wang Cuiyu was busy calling her daughter, but there was no answer for a day, and she also found an excuse to mention her daughter's description during dinner.

Originally, I came back in the evening to talk to my daughter, and I knew what to say when I met Mrs. Mu next time.

Seeing that her daughter was afraid that Zhang Wuwei would hear them talk, Wang Cuiyu did think a little too much, she thought that her daughter didn't answer the phone because she was with Zhang Wuwei and was afraid that he would misunderstand - but that's fine, it's better to have a few more people chasing than no one at all.

"Are you still free these days?" Wang Cuiyu was relieved, and her tone was much better: "Mrs. Mu will come to the Jade Kitchen Restaurant for dinner these days, if you don't go on a business trip, take the time to come over, she still asks about you today." ”

Zhao Baoxuan's heart is a little sweet, and it really feels good to be remembered: "I should be free." ”

Wang Cuiyu looked at the joy on her daughter's face that couldn't be concealed, and she was a little uncertain: "If you can come, just say hello to me early, and I'll tell Mrs. Mu." It's rude to come halfway. ”

We're not particularly important big people, and people are always waiting for you to meet when they have nothing to do.

Zhao Baoxuan thought for a while: "Wait a minute, I'll ask the boss, there should be nothing special tomorrow, I'll see if I can get off work half an hour early." ”

Wang Cuiyu was no longer verbose: "Okay." ”

The fact that my daughter can say this is basically a guarantee.

......

Zhao Baoxuan washed her hands and went to the living room with Wang Cuiyu.

Wang Enzheng was happily talking about the fact that most of the silver artemisia had come back to life: "I rented that piece of land, and Lao Wu said that he would plant it for me this year." Qingshan, Lao Wu is really good, he is a person who cherishes the land. ”

Zhao Qingshan was praised by his father-in-law and smiled: "Yes, Lao Wu is a real person, his vegetable field has to rest for half a year, the soil is very fat, and the dishes he sends are particularly popular with guests. ”

Wang Enzheng smiled: "Yes, Lao Wu still praises you, saying that he has been growing vegetables for so many years, and you know his hard work." ”

Zhao Qingshan smiled: "Then how can I not know? As long as any vegetables are in my hands, I can see at a glance whether the soil is good or bad." ”

The perception of the quality of raw materials is trained by many years of experience.

Striving for perfection is the main purpose of the Jade Kitchen Restaurant.

Without the heart of cherishing talents, you can't make treasures, no matter how good the chef is, you can only call the spoon, cooking is art, art!

When the fresh ingredients arrived in Zhao Qingshan's hands, it was like a sculptor getting a stone, what it was carved into was all based on inspiration, and how the dish was cooked was determined by the state of the ingredients at the time.

Each dish, for Zhao Qingshan, is a work of art.

Therefore, there is no absolute standard for the dishes he makes, and he can't be on the menu of a five-star chef, but in the eyes of gourmets and foodies, it is a unique boutique.

True gastronomy is the art of mutual respect.

Zhao Baoxuan was stunned: "Dad, you are so talented!"

It turns out that her father is so particular!

It is not to cater to the guests in a low voice, but out of respect for the guests, and also respect for the people who cherish the land and grow vegetables with heart.

Zhang Wuwei said: "There is no way to measure some things with standards, in fact, the standard is a reference value, there is no absolute." Cooking is not about building a house, the house needs to be rigid and can give people a sense of security. But if you cook too well, it's not fun at all. ”

Zhao Baoxuan nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, that's what I think!"

She has never wanted to take over, but she thinks that the Jade Kitchen Pavilion is just a restaurant with a little characteristics, and she wanders around the restaurant every day, thinking about buying vegetables and selling food 24 hours a day, which is a nightmare for her who would rather not eat.

There is another reason why she is reluctant to talk about it, the Jade Kitchen Pavilion is a testimony of Zhao Qingshan's Wang Cuiyu's affection, and those two people will join forces to deal with her when they get better, she looks upset.

But her father's words just now impressed her.

Zhao Qingshan glanced at his daughter with a smile: "Why do you want to do so much? It's not good to be like your mother, she doesn't have to cook in her life, just say what she wants to eat, you can do it in the future!"

Mrs. Mu's family came to eat twice, and every time she commented on the dishes, she pointed out his intentions just right, Zhao Qingshan felt like meeting a bosom friend, who knew how to pay attention to eating, if his daughter married him, he wouldn't have to worry about it.

To be honest, what if you have money to make a full banquet every day?

Respect and appreciate each other is the fun.

Saiwen sighed: "Bao Xuan, your skills are not bad!"

It's so much fun to be a child in such a skilled family.

To put it bluntly, the struggle in life to the end is just to eat more freely.

Zhao Baoxuan modestly said: "Where, I haven't learned, it's just cooking food." ”

Cooking is not something you can learn by just looking at it.

Now that I think about it, maybe it's the respect for food that Grandpa and Dad really feel when she cooks.

They chatted for a while, Zhang Wuwei and Saiwen said goodbye, Wang Enzheng was going to pick the silver artemisia that had not been planted successfully, preparing to boil the medicinal juice, and Zhao Qingshan went back to the room to rest.

Wang Cuiyu called her daughter to stop: "Baoxuan, have you dealt with the things on Xiao Zhang's construction site?"

The construction site of the Grand Theater has been suspended, and it is now a hot topic in the fishing city.

Zhao Baoxuan shook his head: "No news yet." ”

Her mind was full of Zhang Wuwei's past.

Just now when she sent Zhang Wuwei Saiwen out to take the elevator, she felt that she admired Zhang Wuwei more and more, because such a person seemed much calmer than her, an outsider.

But she wasn't going to talk to her mom about it.

She waited for her mother to tell her about the blind date.

Sure enough, Wang Cuiyu said: "Since you don't have to go to work tomorrow, you can go directly to the hotel when you have enough rest at home, and then you look at what you want to prepare, and you can add it temporarily." ”

This is already a clear indication to her daughter, to see if she wants to prepare something separately, so that the family can understand what she means.

Of course Zhao Baoxuan wanted to, but she didn't understand anything: "No need, right?"

The voice was a little hesitant, in case people couldn't understand her, wouldn't it be in vain?

Wang Cuiyu saw that there was a play, and hurriedly said: "Or what do you want to eat, you tell me first, and I will prepare it for you first." ”

Young people, when you exchange what you like to eat with others, you make good friends, and when you want to cook food for each other, you like it.

Zhao Baoxuan thought about it, and didn't seem to have anything special to eat: "Maybe it's dessert!"

After listening to the story for an afternoon, I felt very bitter, so I had some sweet balance, which my grandfather said, which can dispel dampness and reduce swelling.

"Alright, you should rest early. When Wang Cuiyu heard this, she happily went back to the house to share the good news with Zhao Qingshan.

......

Zhao Baoxuan was busy for a long time to finish writing about the experience of this period, and it was already two o'clock in the night.

Just now, Zhang Wuwei quietly gave her a look, asking her not to mention that she went to Jincun today, so as not to worry her family.

Then, before leaving, he specially told them that they didn't have to go to work tomorrow.

The middle-aged woman she saw in Jincun should be Wang Cuiyu's classmate, she especially wanted to ask just now, but the atmosphere at home was so good, and Zhang Wuwei's hints, she had to quickly write down the thoughts in her heart in a notebook, and when her boss thought about giving her instructions, she hurriedly asked.

......

Zhao Baoxuan dreamed again.

She didn't even know if she was asleep or sleepwalking, because everything around her was lifelike and within reach.

She was still thinking to herself, if it was in a dream, I wouldn't have to walk to get to that place, I could lift up no matter how heavy the stone was—but now that I'm holding this big rock, I can't walk no matter what, so I'm certainly not in a dream! So how did I get here? What am I doing here?

Zhao Baoxuan looked around, the surrounding environment looked familiar, but she couldn't remember when she had been here.

She tried to walk around, but found that she couldn't move at all.

On closer inspection, she was not holding the stone herself, but was pressed to the ground by the large stone.

It turned out that the familiar environment was the sky she was used to looking at, or to be exact, the painted vault depicted as heaven.

It was far away from her, and she felt that she had only longed for it for many lifetimes, but had never been there.

Zhao Baoxuan thought, I want to leave here, I can only wait for others to save me.

As soon as her thoughts came to her, Zhang Wuwei appeared.

With a slight lift of his two hands, he lifted the big stone that was pressing on her, and reached out to pull her up, and patted the dust on her body to see if she was hurt somewhat.

Zhao Baoxuan found that there was no injury or pain on his body, only a burst of relaxation, and he was very happy to ask Zhang Wuwei what he was doing here?

Zhang Wuwei pointed around: "I'm traveling here." ”

Zhao Baoxuan looked at his hand and found that he had actually come to Stonehenge.

God, she just thought about it before and didn't see it with her own eyes.

"How did I come to Europe? I'm not dreaming, am I?" she heard herself muttering to herself.

Zhang Wuwei told her: "This is the shrine of the Indians. ”

Zhao Baoxuan was taken aback, the sites of the Indians were all on the American continent!

"Are they sacrificing? Am I their sacrificial offering?"

It would be terrible if it was an Indian, and it is said that the Indians used living people in their rituals to worship the gods.

When I was crushed under a big stone, was it just a sacrifice to the heavens?

Her boss saved his life again!

Zhang Wuwei shook his head solemnly: "You fell asleep just now, they were afraid that you would be cold, now you go to dinner with me, they have already cooked." ”

Zhao Baoxuan asked in horror: "What to eat?"

Why do you feel like you're someone else's dish?

Zhang Wuwei took her hand and walked into the crowd, waiting in line to receive the meal.

A big stone tripod, the fire under it is vigorous, the top is steaming, and the fragrance of zongzi leaves is wafting.

"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and each person has two zongzi. If you can eat sweet or salty, you are blessed by the patriarch. Zhang Wuwei told her: "The zongzi are all freshly pinched, very hot, you stand behind me, if it is hot, you will throw it into my hands, and you must not fall on the ground." ”

Zhao Baoxuan looked curiously at the people who were queuing up like her, and saw that everyone's faces were painted with oil paint, and their heads were decorated with colorful birdtails, and their eyes showed joy.

She was eager to ask what their names were and where they lived.

But after watching it for a long time, no one made eye contact with her, and everyone was staring intently at the person who made the zongzi.

Finally it was Zhao Baoxuan's turn, and she saw the person who made the zongzi skillfully pick up a zongzi leaf and put cooked rice in it.

"Isn't this a rice ball?" she poked her head to look at the rice pot, trying to determine what was sweet and what was salty.

It is said that it is a dumpling, but in fact, it is a ball of rice on the dumpling leaves, which is not wrapped at all.

Zhao Baoxuan stretched out her hand to take it, and was suddenly awakened: "Ah!"

She jerked herself up from the bed.

The phone on my stomach fell to the floor with a dull ringing sound.

Zhao Baoxuan was stunned for a while, bent over the edge of the bed and picked up the phone.

The phone is still hot!

She sent a text message to both Xu Promise Yan and Zhang Wuwei before going to bed, and fell asleep while waiting for a reply, and the program in her mobile phone was running all the time, causing the battery to be hot.

(Revised later)