Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Early in the morning, the entrance of the unit was decorated with festive atmosphere.

A bright red banner was hung high, and bright red flowers were hung on both sides of the gate. The whole scene was filled with a festive atmosphere.

The hands of the clock moved quietly and were about to point to nine o'clock.

A line of cars was driving over on the road in the distance, like a long dragon, heading straight towards the unit.

Inside the building, a group of people headed by Chief Fang walked out slowly, and soon they arrived at the gate of the unit.

The photographer on the side was already prepared. He held the camera, found the best shooting position and prepared to take pictures.

"I'm coming!"

When the shout was heard, the people in front of the door immediately stopped talking, quickly took their positions, and prepared to welcome the incoming foreign guests.

Chief Fang straightened his clothes, put on a friendly smile, and prepared to welcome the distinguished guest.

With a "creak" sound, the leading car stopped steadily at the gate, and the following cars also quickly found suitable locations to park.

The door of the lead car slowly opened, and a short, balding Soviet man got out.

He glanced sharply at the crowd, a warm smile on his face, and strode towards Chief Fang.

His accompanying translator quickly followed.

"Comrade Petrov, welcome!" Chief Fang extended his hand enthusiastically and spoke sincerely.

The translator beside him immediately conveyed the message to Petrov.

"Davarishi, it's nice to see you again. I hope we can have great gains this time." Petrov shook his hand tightly and responded enthusiastically.

Seeing this, the photographer immediately pressed the shutter and captured this moment in the photo.

Chief Fang looked past Petrov and saw that the Soviet personnel had already gotten off the car.

"Comrade Petrov, let's get straight to the point and go to the conference room to discuss the next steps in detail."

Upon hearing this, Petrov nodded in agreement.

After a brief introduction between the two sides, they walked towards the building together.

At this moment in the cafeteria, He Yuzhu brought Liu Zixing to the warehouse to select ingredients for today's reception.

"Master Liu, I have already taught you the main dishes for these days." He Yuzhu gave instructions to Liu Zixing while checking the ingredients.

"Today's guests are quite important, so I won't put the pressure on you. I will cook for you and you can continue to watch and learn.

When there is a chance in the future, I will let you try it slowly. Don’t worry about the loss incurred, just make sure to cook well.”

Liu Zixing heaved a sigh of relief immediately. The standard of the reception this time was high and the dishes were new, unlike the Sichuan cuisine which he was already familiar with. He was worried that he would not do well.

"Okay, Zhuzi. Don't worry about the future. Although I can't catch up with you, I will definitely not be inferior to you."

He Yuzhu nodded with satisfaction. He believed that Liu Zixing must be talented to have his current cooking skills, and he agreed with what he said.

“Cream is key in these soups, so make sure you prepare it in advance. Otherwise it won’t have that unique flavor!”

The difference in taste between the two emerged in Liu Zixing's mind, and he nodded and kept it in mind.

In the past few days, in order to help him learn new dishes as quickly as possible, He Yuzhu asked him to taste many dishes.

After checking the ingredients, He Yuzhu clapped his hands and turned to look at Liu Zixing.

"Master Liu, call the people outside to come in and move the things! There is no problem with the ingredients."

Liu Zixing didn't say much. He nodded, turned and walked out the door to call the kitchen helpers who were waiting outside.

In the cafeteria kitchen, the symphony of pots and pans is bustling.

Correspondingly, a heated discussion was in full swing in the conference room inside the building.

Chief Fang raised his wrist, glanced across the watch face, and calculated in his mind that it was almost time for dinner.

According to the current progress, it's time to relax our tense nerves.

He turned sideways, fell on Petrov beside him, and said softly: “Comrade Petrov, I think it’s getting late.

Let's take a break and have lunch, then we'll continue the discussion."

Petrov nodded slightly, then turned around and whispered a few words to the comrade next to him, and cast a look at Commander Fang.

Chief Fang understood what he meant and tapped the table with his fingers, gradually quieting the discussion in the meeting room.

He stood up and said in a steady and powerful voice: "This morning's discussion has come to an end for the time being.

I think everyone is hungry, why don’t we go enjoy lunch first and then continue the discussion in the afternoon.”

As the translation was conveyed, everyone present gave a warm round of applause to show their agreement.

I was really hungry at this moment, who would refuse a delicious lunch?

Chief Fang and Petrov walked side by side in front, and a group of people filed out of the conference room and walked down the stairs.

After leaving the building, the group walked along the path, laughing and chatting all the way, and soon arrived at the side hall of the cafeteria.

In the hall, the kitchen helpers were busy shuttling between the seats. Dishes of delicious food were brought to the tables, and the aroma filled the entire space.

Secretary Chen was quick-witted and stepped forward quickly. He stretched out his hand to pull open the heavy door curtain, leaned sideways to make a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile, "Please!"

Commander Fang smiled back and gestured with his hand for Petrov to go first.

Petrov understood the gesture, reached out and held Chief Fang's arm, laughed heartily, and walked in together.

As soon as he entered the door, Petrov's nostrils twitched involuntarily. The fragrance flowed between his nostrils, giving him a sense of familiarity.

He involuntarily quickened his pace, which surprised the people following him.

They looked at each other, quickened their pace and followed closely.

As he got closer to the dining table, the tempting aroma became clearer and Petrov's eyes couldn't help but sparkle with excitement.

Everyone was seated under the guidance of the waiter, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

At this time, Chief Fang stood up, smiling, and said in a loud voice: "I won't say any more! Everyone, let's eat! Enjoy today's delicious food."

As soon as the words fell, everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere instantly became more relaxed and joyful.

They picked up their knives and forks and prepared to start lunch.

Petrov could no longer bear it and turned to look at Chief Fang impatiently: "Fang, I'm sorry, I'll start first."

A hint of surprise flashed across Chief Fang's face, but he quickly regained his composure, thinking that he was really hungry.

He smiled, picked up his knife and fork, and began to taste the food on the table.

When the first spoonful of red soup entered his mouth, the familiar taste spread from his taste buds throughout his body, and Petrov's mood became extremely happy.

He unconsciously quickened the movements of his hands, as if he wanted to get the delicious food into his stomach as quickly as possible.

After a while, Petrov finished a small bowl of soup in one gulp, looked satisfied, and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"Fang, is Comrade He the chef today?"