Siheyuan: Sending the whole courtyard to jail at the beginning

"Beep, beep..." The sharp and piercing sound of a car horn broke the tranquil atmosphere of Dashanlan. The sound came from the door of Xueru's tailor shop.

Lin Beijun had a cigarette in his mouth and kept pressing the car horn with his fingers. He seemed to have no intention of stopping. The loud noise made the pedestrians around him look sideways with dissatisfaction on their faces.

At this moment, Liao Yucheng was busy with his work behind the counter of the tailor shop. When he heard the familiar trumpet sound, his expression changed instantly. His originally happy mood was suddenly messed up. He frowned and cursed in his heart: "Why is this Lin Beijun here again? He is so annoying every time he appears."

He really wanted to rush out and teach Lin Beijun a lesson, but he was powerless. He simply couldn't beat him, e=(′o｀*))) Alas.

As if by telepathy, Chen Xueru, who was leisurely sipping tea and looking at the account book in the office, suddenly seemed to realize something, abruptly put down the teacup in her hand, and hurried out the door.

When she saw that the person coming was indeed Lin Beijun, she couldn't help but feel happy and a bright smile appeared on her face. She walked forward quickly and asked happily and playfully, "Brother Beijun, why did you come here suddenly?"

Lin Beijun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile, and replied: "Hey, of course it's because I miss you, Sister Xueru, get in the car quickly, I'll take you out for a ride."

"Yeah." When Chen Xueru heard this, her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey. She hummed lightly, then jumped into the truck and put on the helmet handed to her by her partner. As the roar of the engine sounded, the truck slowly drove out and blended into the hustle and bustle of the city.

The car was moving slowly, not very fast. After all, in such cold weather, the faster the car went, the colder it would be. The two people in the car were not there to enjoy the thrill of a ride, but to seek a rare moment of solitude.

The two people in love quietly savor the tranquility and each other's company.

After walking around for just over ten minutes, the two returned to Dashanlan. At this time, the lights were just coming on, night had just fallen, and the streets and alleys were filled with faint lights.

Hearing the roar of the motorcycle, the trustworthy Liu Haizhu ran out holding his little niece Xu Jingli. Seeing the two people stuck to the motorcycle like glue, he couldn't help but complained: "Oh my god, I thought you two were not coming back. I was thinking about how I could make more bear paws."

Lin Beijun carried Chen Xueru out of the car, and took the little koi from Liu Haizhu's arms. He kissed it and made his niece giggle. She turned around and asked, "Is the dish ready? Is the chef good enough? Don't mess up such a good thing."

Liu Haizhu scratched his head, not quite sure how to answer: "I'm ready now, just waiting for you two to come back and start the feast. Your level should be OK, right? Anyway, it smells pretty good to me."

Chen Xueru rolled her eyes in displeasure and said with some disdain: "He is the legitimate descendant of Tan's cuisine, a chef with decades of experience, and well-known throughout the city. If he didn't owe me a favor, do you think I could have invited him over?"

"The heir of Tan's cuisine?"

Lin Beijun was stunned. If he remembered correctly, wasn't Sha Zhu from their courtyard the heir of Tan's cuisine? Could this person be Sha Zhu's fellow apprentice? Or maybe his uncle or something?

Walking into the backyard of the tavern, a faint aroma came into your nose along with the breeze, attracting you to stop and take a deep sniff. When you walk into the house, the smell becomes stronger, like a group of naughty elves dancing and playing in the air, teasing people's taste buds.

At this moment, Lin Beijun had only one thought in his mind: What a nice smell! This kind of fragrance is not comparable to the aroma of ordinary food. It seems to contain endless magic, making people intoxicated. As a time traveler, Lin Beijun has tasted all the delicacies in the world, but he has never encountered such an alluring fragrance. Just based on this unique fragrance, he can assert that these dishes in front of him must be extraordinary and delicious.

Lin Beijun secretly swallowed his saliva and looked eagerly into the room. He saw the table filled with exquisite dishes. The colors were bright and the presentation was exquisite. Each dish exuded an irresistible charm. He couldn't wait to taste these delicacies and feel the wonderful taste they brought.

"Xiaojun, Xueru, are you back? Come and sit down. I just heard the horn and Mr. Peng and I brought the dishes over. Now is the perfect time to eat."

Seeing them come in, Xu Huizhen, who was setting the table, greeted them happily.

"Brother Beijun, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Peng whom I told you about. He is the descendant of the official Tan family cuisine and a famous chef in the city. He used to be the head chef of Enchengju and also worked on the seventh floor of the west building of Beiping Hotel. He retired now because of his old age. That is why I am so lucky to invite Mr. Peng here today."

"Mr. Peng, this is Lin Beijun, my boyfriend. He is currently working in the Security Department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill as the head of the Security Section."

Chen Xueru introduced them to the two with a smile.

Hearing this, Lin Beijun was shocked. He had worked at the Beiping Hotel? Then, wasn't this Mr. Peng the legendary chef for the state banquet? Thinking of this, Lin Beijun couldn't help but feel excited. He secretly felt lucky that he had the opportunity to taste the delicious food made by the chef himself!

Lin Beijun walked up quickly and said respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Peng. It is such a blessing to meet you today and taste the delicious food you cooked. I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude and high respect to you."

After hearing this, Mr. Peng raised the corner of his mouth slightly to reveal a faint smile, and responded softly: "Haha, Comrade Lin, there is no need to be so polite. You are already a section chief at such a young age. Your potential is really limitless." His voice was low and magnetic, as if it contained endless wisdom and experience.

"Oh my God, these dishes are so beautiful, right? Each one looks like a flower. I know they must be delicious without even trying them." Looking at the table full of delicious food, Liu Haizhu's eyes were wide open.

Lin Beijun looked at his brother with disdain and teased, "Hey, can you be a little more capable? Wipe your saliva quickly, it's embarrassing."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhu's old face turned red, and he quickly raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, but it was just a waste. He couldn't help but get a little angry, and stared at Lin Beijun angrily and said: "You little white face, are you teasing me for fun?"

Lin Beijun almost laughed out loud, "Hahaha, how can that be fun? It's simply too fun, haha."

"Come on, everyone, take your seats. If you delay any longer, the food will get cold."

Chen Xueru greeted everyone and said.

At this time, Mr. Peng proposed to leave: "Since the dishes are ready, it is time for me to leave. I hope you all enjoy your meal."

"Ah, Mr. Peng, are you leaving now? There are so many delicious dishes here, don't you want to eat something?" Chen Xueru hurriedly stood up to stop him.

"Mr. Peng, you can't leave. You are our honored guest today. If you leave, the food will lose three points of its flavor."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Peng, you can't leave. I have specially prepared some good wine for you today, 30-year-old Maotai, and I am waiting to toast you with a few glasses."

Everyone tried to persuade him, saying that everyone knew how important Mr. Peng was, and that they were not greedy for anything, but just wanted to establish a good relationship with him so that it would be easier to invite him to their home in the future.

When he heard about the 30-year-old Moutai, Mr. Peng swallowed unconsciously. Which man doesn't like wine these days? Especially this old and rare wine?

"Ahem..., thanks to everyone for your kindness, I, an old man, will shamelessly accept this feast of wine." Old Peng sat down with a smile, staring at the jar of old wine eagerly.

Several people laughed secretly, they were all amused by the lovely side of Mr. Peng. He was an old man with a genuine nature.

On the side, Cai Quanwu started pouring wine for everyone, and Xu Huizhen passed the poured wine to everyone.

"Come, let's toast to Mr. Peng for the delicious food he prepared today. Mr. Peng has worked hard."

"Mr. Peng, you have worked hard. Come and do it."

"Okay, okay, let's do it."

Several people stood up and toasted, and they all drank the first glass of wine in one gulp. It must be said that this thirty-year-old wine was really delicious.

"Everyone, don't just drink, eat the food."

Seeing that everyone was very enthusiastic and respectful to him, Mr. Peng also acted like an elder in the family and invited everyone to eat.

"Stop, don't eat yet. Wouldn't it be a shame not to take some photos of such a delicious dish?"

Seeing that everyone was about to pick up the food with chopsticks, Lin Beijun hurriedly stopped them. This thought came to him suddenly. At that time, he just felt that it would be a pity not to take a photo of such beautiful dishes and post it on WeChat Moments. Then he remembered that although he didn’t have a mobile phone, he had a camera.

"Ah? Brother Beijun, did you bring a camera today?" Chen Xueru asked with some confusion.

Lin Beijun smiled mysteriously and replied, "Of course I did. Please wait a moment."

As he spoke, Lin Beijun walked to the kang beside him, picked up his bag and reached into it, pulling out a camera.

"Come on, everyone, please move aside. I'll take pictures of the food first, and then we can take a group photo."

Lin Beijun took his camera and started taking pictures of the dishes on the table. He first took two full pictures, and then took careful pictures one by one. The others also cooperated with him with a smile. The happiest person was none other than Mr. Peng. Which chef doesn't want his dishes to be liked?

After taking pictures of the vegetables, Lin Beijun started taking pictures of people, some group photos and some individual photos. In short, Lin Beijun was not satisfied until the entire bundle of film was used up.

After the photo shoot, the atmosphere became more harmonious, and everyone became more familiar with Mr. Peng. The smile on the old man's face never stopped, and it was obvious that he was very happy and satisfied today.

"Mr. Peng, what are the names of these dishes? Can you introduce them to me?"

"Okay, okay, this dish is called Bear Paw in Oyster Sauce, Braised Shark's Fin, Braised Bear Chunks, Clear-boiled Mountain Phoenix, White Fungus Stew, Pork Tenderloin, Robe Meatballs, and Stir-fried Mixed Mushrooms."