After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

After Li Qin left, Mrs. Wei's nursing home finally had a new population.

A month ago, Mrs. Wei asked the village chief to help her find a cook to cook for her. Er Maozi really took this matter to heart, but after searching all over the village, he could not find a suitable candidate.

Most of the people in the village cook. If you say it's delicious, you can't say how delicious it is, but if you say it's bad, it tastes okay. The village doesn't have high requirements for food, so the food cooked at home is He didn't delve so deeply. Er Maozi once tried to recommend a few to Mrs. Wei, but Mrs. Wei sent them all back.

Until a few days ago, Uncle Song, who had been a cook in the village for more than [-] years, came back from the city and planned to take care of himself at home. When the village chief found out, he was moved.

Second Uncle Song stayed at home for a few days, and he was not used to it. He had been away for many years, and now his children were working and living in the city. He originally planned to come back to plant some land to raise fish or something, but after staying at home for two days, Second Uncle Song couldn't stay any longer. He had been gone for more than 20 years and he didn't know most of the people in the village. No one talked to him. The village was not like the city, and he could still go for a walk in the park.

After staying at home for a few days, Uncle Song planned to return to the city to continue looking for a job, but the village chief came over.

Second Uncle Song's cooking skills were of course not to be praised, so Mrs. Wei directly granted him the qualification to be exempted from the test.

In fact, the main reason is that she has not found anyone for more than a month, and Mrs. Wei has given up. The current situation is that as long as someone can come and help her, Mrs. Wei does not have so many requirements.

On the first day that Uncle Song came, he also met an old acquaintance, Ma Lian.

Ma Lian was a little unsure at first that the person coming was Brother Song. After all, this man had been gone for more than 20 years. Until he got closer, the iconic bald head made Ma Lian blurt out.

"Brother Song? When did you come back?"

Ma Lian, who has been working at Mrs. Wei's place for more than two months, has already undergone obvious changes. There is some flesh on her cheeks and her whole body has become energetic.

Song Laoer was still a little afraid to recognize Ma Lian when he saw her. It wasn't until Ma Lian opened her mouth that he recognized Ma Lian, and he also had a look of surprise on his face.

"Xiaolian, are you working at Sister Wei's place too?"

Ma Lian nodded.

"Brother Song, you must work hard at Sister Wei. Sister Wei is a good person, a unique good person in the world. It is our great fortune to be able to work at Sister Wei!"

Song Laoer said helplessly:

"I want to see who Sister Wei is. When I came here, the village chief had already told me about the opportunity to work here. The villagers were all vying for the chance to get to my head. It’s my life’s destiny.”

Uncle Song has been working outside for a long time and has met all kinds of people. Even if they are excellent people, the external evaluations are a combination of praise and criticism. This is easy to understand. As everyone said, people are not RMB. Everyone likes it.

But one person is indeed an exception, that is Aunt Wei. Ever since Uncle Song came back, no matter who she heard from in the village, Mrs. Wei was a good person.

Not only Mrs. Wei, but also Mrs. Wei's family are good people.

Uncle Song was very curious about what kind of person Aunt Wei was, so when the village chief found him, he said he would work as a cook at Aunt Wei's house, and he agreed without hesitation.

In Uncle Song's impression, Aunt Wei lived on the mountain and rarely came down. Occasionally she would come down to buy something during a big gathering. Other than that, she had no other impression.

Zhao Caifeng smiled and said:

"What the village chief expressed may be a bit exaggerated, but what he said is true."

"Let's go. Is Sister Wei waiting for you in the yard?"

When Uncle Song saw Mrs. Wei, Mrs. Wei was saying her final goodbyes to the chickens in the yard.

The chef is here today, and Mrs. Wei plans to kill a few chickens to improve everyone's lives.

"Little chicken, little chicken, don't be afraid. You are a dish in the world. Go early this year and come early next year!"

Mrs. Wei picked up the kitchen knife, raised the knife and put it down, and Xiaoji went directly to see the King of Hell.

Uncle Song came over.

"Aunt Wei."

Uncle Song said hello. Mrs. Wei was no different from the person in her memory, but she felt something was different.

Mrs. Wei squinted her eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly realized:

"Hey, are you Erdan?"

"It's me, Aunt Wei, do you still remember me?"

Second Uncle Song felt a little friendly when he was called by his childhood nickname.

"Remember, remember, how could you not remember? When we were kids, didn't you and Zhuzi always play together?"

Song's second uncle, Zhu Zhu, are similar in age. They often went to and from school together when they were young. At that time, Zhu Zhu disliked the fact that his home was far away. Sometimes when he came back from school at noon, he would eat directly at Er Dan's house. The two of them were relatively good friends in childhood, but Mrs. Wei was so As soon as he said this, Second Uncle Song also remembered that he and Zhu Zhu had not seen each other for more than [-] years.

"Ms. Wei, I wonder where Brother Zhuzhu is making a fortune now. How is he doing?"

Mrs. Wei smiled.

"It's not a good place to make a fortune, but working on a construction site in Beijing?"

The two talked for a while, and Mrs. Wei took Second Uncle Song to the kitchen to familiarize themselves with the situation.

"There is a big kitchen next to the dormitory restaurant. This time you are here, you can cook there. This afternoon, I will ask Qiangzi to follow you to the town to buy things. Take a look, what do we need to buy? As soon as we buy the kitchen supplies and the seasonings you like to use, we'll start firing over there."

Uncle Song nodded.

The food in Mrs. Wei's kitchen was very simple, without many seasonings. Looking at the four newly slaughtered chickens, Uncle Song already had a plan in mind.

When the chicken stewed with mushrooms came out of the pot, even Uncle Song himself was stunned for a moment.

"When did my craftsmanship become so good?"

Mrs. Wei and others had already smelled the fragrance outside.

As expected of a professional chef, Mrs. Wei's saliva secreted especially happily when she smelled the alluring fragrance.

Although the food cooked by oneself is also delicious, only Mrs. Wei knows that it is because the vegetables and fruits here contain spiritual energy. No matter who makes it, the taste will be much stronger than the ordinary ones, but Uncle Song is simply The fragrance floats ten miles away, and it is true that an expert will know if it is there as soon as he takes action.

Originally, Yue Hong and others were a little depressed because they couldn't eat the food cooked by Sister Wei after changing the chef. However, when they smelled the fragrance, tears flowed directly from the corners of their mouths.

At lunch, Mrs. Wei specially ate with everyone in the restaurant. Seeing everyone's looks like they had never eaten in their eight hundred lives, Mrs. Wei's mouth twitched.

Before Mrs. Wei could get out of everyone's eating scene, she saw Uncle Song walking out with an empty rice bag.