Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Tranquility That Can't Bear to Destroy (Collect, Recommend)

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At the beginning of December, the season gradually moves from late autumn to cold winter.

In a private chat group, there is a conversation going on with suppressed strong expectations:

"Mr. Cai, my plan is ready, I don't know when to start sniping?"

"Mine is fine, the renovation of this apartment type is indeed a bit challenging, and it is not too much to call it a paper building."

"My aisle-like home plan has also been completed, what is Mr. Cai's next move?"

"Young Designer Leaders? Haha, I'm about to become a young designer joke leader! ”

"After a few of us this time, as long as we operate it properly, we should be able to increase our fame a lot."

"If it weren't for a few old qualifications in the institute, we would have soared to the sky with our ability, so why wait until now?"

......

What they call Mr. Cai is Cai Qingshan, which means Chief Engineer Cai, which means that she hopes that she can reach the top after this time and become the chief engineer and chief engineer of the entire Oubo.

"In the future, I will have to rely on Mr. Zhou's care."

"Where, Mr. Zhang said and laughed, help each other, help each other!"

"Greetings to the bosses."

"Yo, Mr. Li is also here, has the plan been closed?"

"Well, the renderings, the text, and the model are all complete, and the result is quite satisfactory."

"It seems that it's almost over, just wait for Mr. Cai's orders!"

......

There was a compliment in the chat group, calling each other the boss, and the emotions of pride, joy, and anticipation were almost unbearable.

Outsiders may not know the meaning of this mutual complaint to the boss in the group.

These designers come from Shanghai Modern Architectural Design Company, Railway Survey and Design Institute, Muller Design Institute, Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provincial Architectural Design Institute, Huanuo Design Institute...

Almost every design institute is a large compound, and it can be ranked first in China.

In order to be the chief engineer in these compounds, the status is high in the circle, belonging to the upper echelons of the pyramid, and the presiding over the design are all domestic landmarks.

"What is Mr. Cai busy with?"

"Why haven't you answered for so long?"

"Don't worry, if this thing is done, we will all have to call Mr. Cai the Engong!"

......

didn't let a few people wait for a long time, Cai Qingshan bubbled.

"I've kept you waiting!"

"Xiao Cai has just been on the phone with the designer friend of Shanghai Home Furnishing Group to learn more about the situation."

In this private chat group, Cai Qingshan obviously has a higher status, and as soon as she spoke, everyone suddenly came out.

"Soon, soon, it's always our honor to be able to wait for Cai!"

"Mr. Wang's words have come to my heart, but not everyone is qualified to wait for the first female head of Oubo in the future."

"Mr. Cai is too modest, who dares to call you Xiao Cai."

......

Flatterments rang out.

Cai Qingshan read the news one by one, the corners of her mouth were lightly raised, and she enjoyed it a little.

The designers she invited were equal to or even higher than her, but now they are patting her ass.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I just received the news that the six entrustment cases on Bai Jingtong's side are also about to come to an end."

"It will be completed in about half a month."

In a design institute in Shanghai, Beijing, and Hangzhou, designers with an average age of 40 looked at the news and showed joy on their faces.

"The young man is really bold and dares to command six cases at the same time."

"Haha, otherwise where would we get a chance!"

"I'm looking forward to what kind of reaction I will have when I see the messy work of the young designer leader inside and outside the circle..."

"By the way, Mr. Cai, when will we start sniping officially?"

Someone asked.

"Don't worry, bosses, it's not time yet."

"Gotta do some more preparations."

"When the time comes, the bosses will send it out together!"

When the words fell, a group of designers laughed, and one message after another was quickly sent.

"Thanks to Mr. Cai's promotion this time, wait for the next time, Mr. Cai will come to Shanghai and I will be the east!"

"Mr. Cai, tomorrow, I will set up a table at the Beijing Hotel, and you can definitely appreciate your face."

"Cai can always think of us, it is because we have accumulated great blessings in our last life."

"Cai is always our Bole!"

"Mr. Cai, that's interesting!

......

Banwan Village Buyi Nationality.

Jue Tong and Lu Er and their group communicated the news one by one, and walked out of the house after learning that everything was going well.

The foundation project of the village in front of him has almost been completed, and the new village and the old village have begun to put the finishing touches.

The work in the hands of the Hengtong team is much lighter, but everyone is still not idle.

No, Jue Tong saw Zuo Chao walking out with a bag on his back and a little hurriedly.

shouted:

"Zuo Chao, where are you going?"

"Boss."

Zuo Chao stopped, looked at Jue Tong and shouted, and then scratched his head: "Aunt Li's table and bench are broken, I'll go and see." ”

"Oh, you kid, you've become a carpenter."

"Old life, inherit the skills of your ancestors!"

"Go, go."

The dove tree is more than a thumbs up.

"Qianhe girl, where are you going?"

As soon as he turned around, Duan Qianhe, who was tied with a ponytail, rushed out and almost bumped into Juetong.

"Brother Tong!"

"It's too late, I'll tell you more when I get back."

"A few uncles and aunts are waiting for me to take pictures of them!"

Duan Qianhe didn't stop with the camera on her back, ran out again, waved her hands from afar, and her voice was full of excitement: "There are also a few dolls that I also asked me to take pictures of them, saying that they want to show their parents in other places!" ”

Standing in the courtyard, she shrugged her shoulders and smiled.

They have been in this ancient village for half a year, and they have already integrated into this mountain village.

At first, they were tormented and wanted to go back to the city sooner.

But right now, they are really about to leave, but they are reluctant one by one, and they are trying their best to do more things for the villagers in the village!

"Banxia, it's time for us to go."

Jutong turned around and entered a nearby room, shouting before he could enter the door.

Wearing a rustic padded jacket, but it is still difficult to hide the stunning beauty.

Banxia walked out and rolled his eyes at Hengtong: "You just toss Ma Ye." ”

Jue Tong smiled, and then said unconvinced:

"I also said that I didn't see you eat less every time!"

The two walked side by side towards the mountain, the familiar road.

The lush trees on the mountain are also gradually balding, and the ground is a yellow, crisp leaf, and you can hear the crisp sound when you step on it.

Hearing Jue Tong's words, Banxia swallowed his saliva, and his pretty face flushed slightly.

No one thought that this Ma Ye would be such a tsundere and have such a comprehensive craft.

From two three months ago to today, from one dish a day at the beginning, to one dish every three days later, it has never stopped.

Even in the mountain village, the old restaurants belonging to Ma Ye have been built early, but they have all been hidden.

"Ma Ye!"

After entering the hall, Banxia ran behind Ma Ye and stretched out his hand to press the old man's shoulder.

"Ma Ye, today, what are you doing more?"

Jue Tong also entered the house, glanced at the table, ate in the porcelain plate in a flat shape, and touched his chin: "It looks like a dessert." ”

"Bobo candy, also known as drop crisp."

The old man still had a stinky face, but he agreed.

Jue Tong approached, said with chopsticks, and looked carefully: "How do you do this?" ”

Bobose does not look obvious, the edge is shaped, and it is wheat yellow.

"The main ingredients are starch syrup processed from glutinous rice and peeled and fried sesame powder."

Ma Ye shook his goatee, tapped the shoulder with a cigarette stick, and motioned Banxia to pinch it:

"Heat the caramel to about 40 degrees Celsius, then add the sesame seeds, and then the caramel will be crispy layer by layer."

"Then the puff pastry is rolled into a flat shape, and the white halva is like the waves of the spring breeze, so it is called Bobo sugar."

"This is an old dessert of the Buyi nationality at the end of the Qing Dynasty."

Hearing this, he nodded.

I didn't hesitate to follow, and just stuffed it into my mouth.

As soon as the bobose fell into the mouth, it gradually dissipated silently, the fragrance of sesame seeds, the sweetness of caramel diffused in the mouth, swirling...

Fragrant, sweet, crispy, but not greasy at all.

Even if it was a dove tree, he closed his eyes comfortably.

"Girl, what's the matter with you, it's not comfortable at all."

"Let's go, I don't need you!"

Banxia couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and was looked at by the old man.

Ma Ye immediately waved his hand and said with a stinky face.

After eating, the dishes were washed, and the two stood in front of Ma Ye.

"Why don't you get out yet?"

Ma Ye glared and scolded.

"Ma Ye, I want to invite you back to the village to preside over the restaurant in the village!"

Jue Tong smiled and said crisply.

When the old man heard this, he didn't react.

"Ma Ye, your craft belongs to this!"

Jue Tong gave a thumbs up and said.

Good guy, this time Ma Ye reacted, and almost pulled off a white beard in excitement.

"Don't go!"

I thought that Ma Ye would take advantage of the situation and agree, but I didn't want to, but I saw the old man raise his head, raise his eyebrows, and refuse.

Jutong and Banxia looked at each other, their eyes full of smiles.

This old man, for months, has been waiting for this invitation, this praise.

But when I finally waited, I was arrogant again.

"Ma Ye, why are you going, please!"

"No one in the Buyi tribe can cook better food than you."

Banxia approached, holding the old man's arm and coquettishly.

The old man squinted, obviously comfortable, but he had to stiffen up: "Don't go!" ”

When Jue Tong heard this, he deliberately repeated it loudly: "Don't go? ”

pretended to leave: "Forget it, I'll go to Uncle He, his skills are okay.."

Saying that he was leaving, Ma Ye was anxious this time, his eyes opened, and his voice suddenly rose:

"What is it okay with, what kind of cooking can he know?"

The footsteps of the dove stopped slightly.

"Forget it, forget it, for the girl's sake, Ma Ye, I reluctantly agreed to your request."

Ma Ye waved his hand and said impatiently.

went down the mountain and took Ma Ye to the specially renovated restaurant in the village.

Ma Ye carefully observed every place.

The overhead layer is the storage space.

Half of the first floor is the kitchen, half is an old wooden table, and the second floor of the partial height seems to be the best view of the private seat...

The restaurant is exquisite, and even the Dove has specially designed plates and bowls for each dish, as well as the tools for making them.

Of course, these special plates, bowls, and tools are all derived from the dishes made by Ma Ye after tasting them with his own mouth, and listening to the history and practices explained by Ma Ye...

These small designs are the most comfortable, intimate, and even tell a story.

Ma Ye's body trembled a little, a little excited, and he was very satisfied.

"It's barely good, count it as a snack for you kid."

Ma Ye said to Jue Tong.

Banwan Village is harmonious and quiet, but it is a pity that the trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop.