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"Brother Wang, I heard from Brother Yuan, aren't you doing design work outside? You look like you went to New Oriental to learn it." Li Wanruo looked at Wang Zhong curiously, but she didn't stop making dumplings in her hands.

Although Li Wanruo's dumplings are not very fancy, just the simplest Yuanbao dumplings, his speed is not slow and his technique is quite skillful.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Nothing but my familiarity!"

Li Wanruo smiled lightly and said, "Is it possible that you really went to New Oriental to study?"

Wang Zhongdao: "I have never been to New Oriental, but I have learned from several chefs."

"Have you learned from the chef?" Li Wanruo blinked his big, watery eyes, his long and sparse eyelashes trembling slightly, and his clear and transparent eyes were filled with curiosity.

Wang Zhongdao: "In the beginning, I mainly wanted to find something to do after get off work. Plus, I also like to eat, so I started researching it. Later, by chance, I learned a few tricks from several chefs."

Li Wanruo looked at Wang Zhong's skillful movements in rolling out dumpling wrappers and said flatly, "It's not like you've only learned a few tricks."

Wang Zhong said: "This may be talent!"

Li Wanruo has no doubt about this. There are very few people who can't cook nowadays, but whether the food is delicious or not really depends on talent.

They also learn how to make it by watching videos on the Internet. Some people make it delicious, but some people make it unpalatable.

Although in reality it is not as exaggerated as in movies and TV shows, and there are not so many people who can't tell the difference between salt and sugar, seasoning and heat do require certain skills and experience.

The two of them talked in vain, and five hundred dumpling wrappers were already taking shape under Wang Zhong's hands. Looking at the dumpling wrappers covered with flour on the chopping board, Li Wanruo couldn't help but glance at Wang Zhong secretly.

"Making dumplings!"

"We're here to help too!"

Yuan Xiao and Li Qin, who were still bickering just now, seemed to have talked it over, and they also came over with a smile and helped make dumplings together.

With the fillings and dumpling skins ready, Wang Zhong happily handed over the task of making dumplings to the three of them and turned to prepare other dishes.

It's winter, and the only fresh vegetables left in the fields are cabbage and radishes. There is also no shortage of side dishes such as coriander and green onions.

For today's banquet, Wang Zhong prepared a lot of good things in advance. The chickens and ducks were bought from several villagers who were engaged in breeding in the village. They were usually fed with whole grains. The chickens were free-range chickens raised in the mountains. , the duck is a teal placed by the river, and there are a lot of ingredients left in the kitchen.

Wang Zhong took half a chicken, cut it into small pieces, stir-fried and then boiled it, and only added salt and pepper for seasoning, then added dried mushrooms, poured it into a casserole and simmered it over low heat to make a mushroom stewed chicken. alright.

Wang Zhong didn't take the mutton, but took more than a kilogram of beef tenderloin, and sliced ​​it into evenly thick slices. He also took a tendon, cut it into small pieces, stir-fried and then boiled it to make beef hot pot.

The staple food is still rice. After all, in the habits of southerners, except for breakfast, dumplings are basically not used as a staple food, but as a dish.

After washing a little of the radishes and cabbages that the three of them had picked personally, Wang Zhong took two more bowls of radishes and peppers that he had personally picked, and a sumptuous dinner was ready.

The four of them sat around the Eight Immortals table, with a burning charcoal fire under the table.

"You're welcome, use your chopsticks!" Wang Zhong greeted several people with a smile.

Yuan Xiao was the first to raise his chopsticks, pick up a piece of beef, and put it in the bowl of Li Qun sitting next to him, "Eat a piece of beef."

The joy in Li Qun's eyes flashed away, and Li Wanruo picked up the spoon, scooped out a bowl of chicken soup and left it aside, then used a colander to scoop out a few pieces of chicken and mushrooms.

"Drink something?" Wang Zhong looked at Yuan Xiao and asked.

"Then let's drink some!" Yuan Xiao turned to look at Li Qun next to him. Seeing that Li Qun didn't say anything, a smile appeared on his face. He rubbed his hands expectantly and asked, "Last time, did you drink Fenjiu?" Is there any more?"

Wang Zhong said: "What, you want to drink Fenjiu?"

Yuan Xiao said: "That one tastes delicious!"

"I still have quite a few. When you leave later, take a few bottles with you and give them to your uncle to try when you go back."

"We'll talk about what's going on later. Hurry up and get the wine first."

Wang Zhong brought the wine over, and several people started eating dumplings.

"Wang Zhong, how did you prepare this filling? Why is it so delicious?" Li Qun saw Wang Zhong coming out with wine and immediately asked impatiently.

Wang Zhong raised his eyes and saw that Li Wanruo's cheeks were bulging and he was still squirming like a large hamster.

"I'll write up the recipe and send it to Lao Yuan later, and you can go back and study it yourself."

"But in addition to the filling of this dumpling, the dumpling wrapper is also the key to the taste."

As Wang Zhong spoke, he opened the wine bottle and poured a glass for Yuan Xiao first.

"The dumpling wrappers we sell outside are all made by machines and are incomparable to those made by hand." Li Wanruo interjected.

"It's not easy to roll out dumpling skins by yourself." Wang Zhong said: "Kneading the dough is a technical job. Too much water will make it too soft, and too little water will make it too hard."

"Why don't you just write down the ratio and send it to me later." Yuan Xiao couldn't wait any longer and took the lead in picking up the wine glass: "Come on, one of us will go first."

"Okay!" Wang Zhong picked up the wine glass and touched it with Yuan Xiao. The wine was still a little cold at the entrance, but it passed through the esophagus and flowed into the stomach. Within a moment, starting from the stomach, the chest slowly began to feel warm.

"It is worthy of being the national drink. It tastes no worse than Moutai." Yuan Xiao is a drinker.

"Where did you buy this wine?"

Wang Zhong said: "I asked a friend to buy it before. It was originally intended to be given to my uncle, but the old man's health was not good and he gave up drinking, so he kept it. It's hard to say whether it's available or not now."

Yuan Xiao said: "You can ask me later. If there is any, I will buy a few boxes, whether you want to drink it yourself or give it to others."

"Okay, let me ask you later." This wine is indeed good. After all, it is aged for thirty years. It is not that easy to buy on the market now. Fortunately, Wang Zhong saved some in the space and came out of the dungeon world. Previously, more than a thousand cubic meters of space were directly used by Wang Zhong as a warehouse. Gold, silver, jewelry, jade and jade only occupied a few cubic meters. The rest had long been divided by Wang Zhong and contained a large amount of daily necessities.

The four of them were eating and chatting like this, and the sky gradually turned dark without realizing it. Wang Zhong and Yuan Xiao shared a bottle and stopped drinking. After all, although wine is good, it should be done in moderation. If it is exceeded, it will be harmful to the body.

He put the three of them in the car and packed up the cabbage and radishes they picked during the day for the four of them to take back. Wang Zhong also put two boxes of Fenjiu in the trunk.

After Yuan Xiao drank, it was natural that Li Qin could only drive.

"Sister-in-law, the mountain road is not easy to walk on. Drive slowly on the road."

"Don't worry!" Wang Zhong had never seen Li Qin's driving skills, but Yuan Xiao and Li Wanruo were relieved to let her drive, so Wang Zhong naturally wouldn't doubt it. "Brother Wang, let's leave first!" Li Wanruo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, lowered her head and waved goodbye to Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong said: "Come back next time when you are free!"

"I'll definitely come when I'm free!" Li Wanruo replied with a smile, two shallow dimples looming on both sides of his cheeks.

"I won't send you away!"

"No need to send it away, it's cold outside, go back quickly!"

"See you later!"

"See you later! Bye!"

Yuan Xiao's car was a fully automatic black Buick Regal, and Li Qin drove it smoothly. Wang Zhong returned to the house after watching the Buick Regal drive into the darkness and disappear around the bend of the mountain road.

An hour later, Wang Zhong's authority received a new message, which was sent by Li Wanruo.

"Brother Wang, we are all home! Thank you for your hospitality today."

Wang Chong replied: "Stop saying these irrelevant things. Come back often when you have time."

After chatting with Li Wanruo for a few words about prestige, Wang Zhong originally planned to end the conversation, but unexpectedly the little girl took the initiative. After exchanging a few words, she first praised Wang Zhong's cooking skills, and then praised the scenery of Wang Zhong's hometown. .

Wang Zhong is not an innocent young man who has never been treated by others, so why can't he understand this girl's thoughts?

The key is that Wang Zhong had a good impression of this girl, so he started chatting with her about her prestige.

As they chatted more, the topic naturally gradually changed. Wang Zhong has experienced many dungeon worlds and has hundreds of years of experience. It is no exaggeration to say that he is well-informed. His profound knowledge is far better than those so-called Expert professor.

No matter what the topic that little girl Li Wanruo said, Wang Zhong could pick it up steadily.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Zhong said good night to Li Wanruo. After washing, he began his daily meditation practice.

In the urban area, in a community near the prosperous area of ​​​​the new city, in the room, Li Li, who was wearing cute bunny pajamas, was leaning on the bed, with his lower body and belly wrapped in the quilt, looking at the news on WeChat, with a hint of sadness on his face. With a silly smile, he exited the chat interface, found the contact with the note 'Qin', clicked on it and played a video.

"Why are you looking for me if you're still up so late?" In the video, Li Qin is applying a facial mask and also leaning on the bedside.

Li Wanruo said: "I haven't done anything, I just want to ask you something."

"What are you asking?" As soon as Li Qin finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed and she said meaningfully: "Is it related to Wang Zhong?"

Li Wanruo nodded and said calmly: "Cousin, you know..."

After hanging up Li Wanruo's call, Li Qin looked at Yuan Xiao who had just come out of the bathroom and said hurriedly: "Xiao Ruo is afraid that he has fallen in love with Wang Zhong."

Yuan Xiao was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face: "This is a good thing! I think Wang Zhong is also very interesting to Xiao Ruo."

"You just want to introduce Xiao Ruo to Wang Zhong!" Li Qin had already seen through Yuan Xiao's thoughts, but she never revealed it.

Yuan Xiao said: "Isn't Wang Zhong good? He has money and ability, a bright future, knows his roots well, and has a good character. If Xiao Ruo and her can succeed, they will have nothing to worry about in this life."

Li Qin nodded, but said a little worriedly: "Is it too fast?"

"I think it's good. Anyway, we don't want them to get married directly. Let's talk about it first and try to get along with each other. If we think it's suitable, then we can talk about marriage."

"Besides, hasn't your aunt been urging you to introduce someone to Xiao Ruo? Now you and your aunt can also have business relationships."

Yuan Xiao and Li Qin have been together for more than half a year. However, they are colleagues and it is not easy to reveal their relationship to the public for a while. At least until one of them is transferred, the marriage will definitely not be possible, but the two They have already met their parents, and they are just waiting for work matters to be settled before they prepare to get married.

"Is your classmate reliable?" Although he had met Wang Zhong in person, Li Qin couldn't help but worry because Li Wanruo was his cousin and asked one more question.

"Why, you don't believe me?" Yuan Xiao said.

If it were anyone else, Yuan Xiao might not dare to vouch for Li Qin, but with Wang Zhong, an old classmate who has been a best friend since high school, Yuan Xiao dared to pat his chest and assure Li Qin of his character and temperament.

"After all, so many years have passed," Li Qin said.

Yuan Xiaodao: "You are a person who likes to have random thoughts sometimes. Wang Zhong cannot believe it. How can it be that those men outside who don't know the truth can believe it?"

Li Qin naturally knew this truth, but after all, it was about Li Wanruo, so some worries were inevitable.

Yuan Xiao dried her hair, sat next to Li Qin, took Li Qin into her arms, and comforted: "Okay, Xiaoruo is not a child. She knows her own affairs well. Let's just connect and build a bridge." , it’s not like I have to force her to have sex with Wang Zhong.”

Time flies by a few days. Wang Zhong's farmhouse business has been good these days, but the people who patronize the farmhouse are not city people, but those in the village who have returned from working outside, and many students.

The key is that Wang Zhong's craftsmanship is good. Although the business hours are limited every day, people who come once will basically come a second time. The third time, they can make at least five or six thousand in turnover every day.

However, Wang Zhong also understood that it was the New Year period. After the New Year, young people would go out to work and only the old, weak and children would be left in the village, and business would definitely decline.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong did not want to make money through farm entertainment. On the one hand, Wang Zhong set up a farmhouse to kill time, and on the other hand, it was to stimulate the village's economy.

Apart from anything else, the chicken, duck, fish, and vegetables that Wang Zhong's farmhouse uses every day are all bought from the villagers, especially the vegetables. Wang Zhong directly covered the vegetable plots grown by several elders of the same clan.

Even the rice is millet bought from the villagers.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Zhong drove his pickup truck into the city, intending to purchase seasonings at the largest vegetable market in the city. However, before going to the vegetable market, Wang Zhong diverted to a community in the West District of Dongcheng.

"Brother Wang Zhong!" Li Wanruo, who was wearing a light pink knee-length coat, a white hat, a scarf around his neck, and snow boots, started fighting Wang Zhong with a smile on his face as he rolled down the car glass. Say hello.

"Let's go, get in the car!"

Li Wanruo jumped up to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.

"It's really cold today." Li Wanruo said with emotion as he took off his scarf and coat, fastened his seat belt.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "After we finish shopping later, let's go eat hot pot to get rid of the cold."

Li Wanruo's eyes lit up instantly and she turned to look at Wang Zhong: "I want to eat meat!" She swallowed as she spoke.

Wang Zhong said: "The meat tube is enough."