Yang Jun rode his bicycle briskly all the way.

After returning to the rolling mill, it was already past lunchtime.

Yang Jun locked the office door, poured a cup of hot tea, and then took out a large meat bun from the space.

"Well, incense!"

Today is a day to celebrate, how can there be no wine?

After a day's time, the wine in the space was successfully copied, and each wine was doubled, and Yang Jun picked a bottle of Moutai.

"Hah! Spirited and fragrant, all four products are complete. ”

It is worthy of being the national liquor Moutai.

"Buns are wine, the more you drink, the more ......, no, no, it's dumpling......"

As soon as he thought of dumplings, Yang Jun's saliva flowed out.

He decided to eat dumplings tonight, and it had to be meat dumplings.

Thinking of dumplings, Yang Jun suddenly felt that the buns were not fragrant.

After eating the buns in three or two bites, he took the enamel jar and left the office.

When he was about to arrive at the Silly Zhuyi canteen, he secretly took out the two catties of beef that he had copied yesterday, and then entered through the back door of the kitchen.

Find the stupid pillar and ask him to help mix the beef filling.

When Silly Zhu saw the beef, he was also surprised.

Good guy, when you grow so big, you still ate beef with He Daqing once when you were a child, and you only tasted a few pieces at that time, which was not enough to stuff your teeth.

Silly Zhu didn't care whether Yang Juntong agreed or not, with a wave of the kitchen knife, half a catty of beef was drawn to his lunch box.

Bring water to a boil, put star anise and Sichuan peppercorns in the pot, after the water boils, simmer for 10 minutes, then divide the sauce into three times and pour it into the beef filling, stirring in one direction constantly.

During this period, Silly Zhu added some other seasonings to it, and then poured a little oil on it, and the delicious beef filling was good.

Yang Jun returned to the office with an enamel jar filled with beef filling, thinking that Yangmei would go home from work early and make noodles, and then he would be able to eat steaming dumplings as soon as he got off work.

"Why are you alone?"

Yang Jun asked Yang Mei, who was in a daze in the office.

"Brother, they're all looking for food." Yang Mei looked at the empty office and replied.

Yang Jun then remembered that the people in the procurement department were all sent by him to find food, and even Lao Wei personally dispatched.

Yang Jun was quite satisfied with Lao Wei's performance.

Of course, what he is satisfied with is not Lao Wei's work attitude, but his attitude towards Yangmei.

Even if he has eyesight, he didn't send Yangmei out.

Yang Mei spit and said, "Brother, they all went out to find food, I'm ...... Am I left here alone ......"

Yang Mei felt that being taken care of was not conducive to the unity between colleagues, and the people in the office looked at her, and even rumored that there was an affair between her Yangmei and the section chief, so she also wanted to ask to go out to find food.

Yang Jun's eyes widened: "They all went out to find food, and Corey didn't stay alone?" Don't do the rest of the work? ”

Yang Mei felt that Yang Jun was right, everyone went out to look for food, and Corey always had to leave someone to deal with other things, although the task of finding food was important, but Corry's other work could not be stopped.

Yang Jun looked at the enamel jar in his hand, thinking that a plate of steaming beef dumplings would be served on the table at night, so he changed his tone and said to Yangmei,

"Cory, you don't have more, you don't have less, you don't have a lot, you should leave work early today."

"Brother......

Yang Jun shoved the enamel jar into her hand.

"Remember, I want to eat dumplings as soon as I get off work, and they are white noodles, and they are not allowed to be mixed with stick noodles."

"Brother......

Yang Jun didn't allow Yang Mei to refuse, and directly drove her home, and then returned to the office.

Yangmei went back, and the procurement department was left alone.

As he said, Corey always had to keep someone, so he stayed in the office all afternoon.

After reading the newspaper, smoking a few cigarettes, drinking a stomach full of tea, and watering the flowers and plants, I finally heard the bell ring for the end of work.

As soon as the door is locked, push the bike and go.

As soon as I left the factory gate, I felt that the car was sinking.

"Junzi, thank you, add a green pepper beef stir-fry to the rain tonight."

Silly Zhu looked proud and lit up the lunch box in his net pocket towards Yang Jun.

Yang Jun naturally knew what was in his lunch box, and then said deliberately,

"Are you sure the rain can eat beef stir-fry?"

When Silly Zhu heard this, he was immediately a little unhappy.

"Junzi, I have made it clear to Sister Qin that I will no longer send lunch boxes to their family in the future." Silly Zhu thought for a moment, and then said: "You are right, only if you take care of your own family, you can think about anything else." ”

"Brother Zhuzi, I hope you really think it through."

Since the last time the stick terrier stole the chicken, and Silly Zhu didn't carry the black pot for him, Yang Jun knew that the plot of the courtyard had changed, and Silly Zhu no longer blindly licked Qin Huairu, and he also had more responsibility for his sister.

"Brother Zhuzi, the prodigal son will not change his money, congratulations on your rebirth, or let's have a meal together tonight, right?"

Silly Zhu's eyes lit up: "Okay, Junzi, I know that your family will eat beef dumplings tonight, and I will fry two dishes later, and bring a bottle of wine and rain to go over together." ”

Yang Jun: "You don't need to bring wine, you can just come with the rain." ”

"Gotcha."

Back in the courtyard, Silly Zhu immediately went home to stir-fry.

Yang Jun told Wang Yuying about Silly Zhu and Yushui coming to eat tonight, and asked her to stir-fry two more dishes.

The dumplings have already been wrapped, just waiting to be put into the pot.

Wang Yuying was squatting at the door peeling the potatoes, preparing to stir-fry the shredded potatoes with green peppers, chop a few cabbage leaves, and make a vinegared cabbage.

Yang Jun went to the new house to take a look, the fifth child had already gone back, at this moment, the room was full of messy things, the main project was basically completed, and the rest was a matter of tinkering.

In three days, it will be all completed.

The wall is plastering putty, ready to paint the white, because the weather is too cold, the wall dries too slowly, so it takes a while to brush the second white.

Yang Jun decided to find a bigger stove to bake tomorrow, so that it could dry faster.

He thought that there was a big furnace in the Silly Zhu family, which was left by He Daqing back then.

When it's time to eat, mention it to him and borrow it for two days.

Yang Jun swept a clean field with a broom, prepared to lay the floor at night, and then took out a bottle of Luzhou Laojiao from the space, and then returned to the old house.

At this time, Silly Zhu and Yushui came over with two plates of vegetables.

Stir-fried beef with green peppers and shredded radish fungus.

Just as they were about to eat, there were three more figures at the door.

Yang Jun looked up, then pinched two beef dumplings from the plate.

Stuffed one into each of Xiaodang and Huaihua's mouths, and then let them go back, leaving only the stick stalk messy in the wind.

The stick terrier's resentful eyes stared at Yang Jun fiercely, and when he saw that Yang Jun ignored him, he aimed his gaze at the stupid pillar.

Silly Zhu didn't pay attention to him, and only cared about picking vegetables for the rain.

The stick terrier looked at it for a while, and when he saw that no one paid attention to him, he snorted coldly, turned around and went back.