Yi Yue's pastoral life

In the morning, Yi Yue made a bowl of white rice porridge. The side dish was cold wild vegetables. It was very simple, but a pot of rabbit meat was simmering in the pot on a slow fire. Not rotten, extremely delicious.

Walking on this rugged trail, it was hot and dry last night, but this morning it was a dull white-gray sky, and only the hazy sun could be seen weakly hiding out of the sky.

It seems that there will be thunderstorms today, Yi Yue glanced at the sky and came to such a conclusion.

Riding a small tricycle with a bad car on a bad road, this scene was seen by Yi Mingtao, who also left for work early. The two Yi Mingtao brothers have always been Li Lanfang's heart, but obviously their personalities are not as strong as his mother and you.

There is only one path, Yi Mingtao walks ahead, and Yi Yue rides a tricycle so he can be faster than him.

Every time Yi Mingtao sees Yi Yue, he feels a little guilty. He naturally knows what his mother is doing. With a slightly weak personality, he doesn't dare to resist his mother, so he has to take a detour every time he sees Yi Yue. Out of sight is pure.

"Xiao, Xiaoyue..." Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Yi Mingtao had no choice but to bite the bullet and greet the expressionless Yi Yue.

"Yeah." Yi Yue looked up at her cousin, stopped the tricycle, and lit a cigarette.

Yi Mingtao: "......" Seeing Yi Yue smoking slowly, he had no choice but to continue, "Xiao Yue, then I'll go first."

After speaking, I will lift my feet and walk away.

"Your mother borrowed money from me and said she would buy you a car," Yi Yue blew out a smoke ring, "Do you think the same as your mother?"

"No, no!" Yi Mingtao jumped up and explained that although he didn't witness what his mother did yesterday, the news in the village always spreads fast, especially since he has such a strong mother, and he has already had playmates of the same age to add fuel to the story I said it to myself, how could I not know.

"Understood." Yi Yue finished smoking the cigarette, threw it on the ground, and motioned to Yi Mingtao to stamp it out, then pointed to the carriage of the tricycle, "Where are you going? I'll take you for a ride."

Yi Mingtao glanced at the sky subconsciously, and found that the sun hadn't risen from the west. For some reason, he felt overwhelmed with joy. Seeing that Yi Yue was impatiently pedaling the accelerator as if he was about to drive away, he hurriedly sat down. Go up, "Thank you, Xiaoyue!"

Yi Yue didn't say a word, she seemed to disdain her weak cousin, and just stepped on the accelerator and sped away like a small steel cannon.

When he came to the small town, Yi Mingtao thanked him all the way and got out of the car until Yi Yue drove away the tricycle with a smile on his face, and the dreary weather couldn't stop him from being in a good mood.

Yi Yue came into Zhou's restaurant familiarly. The chef Lao Zhou is the owner of Zhou's restaurant. When Yi Yue first came here, Lao Zhou helped him, so Yi Yue promised Lao Zhou to cook for his restaurant once a day. meal.

"Xiao Yi came very early today!" Lao Zhou was still busy in the kitchen. Although the food he cooked was not as delicious as Yi Yue's, it was still a family handed down skill. It was very famous in the small town and sometimes in the county. Some people drove here to eat the food cooked by Lao Zhou.

Of course, what Yiyue cooks is indeed delicious, but it can't hold back so many people, it's like winning the lottery, who knows when it will be available?Therefore, while most people are still envious of those who can eat Yiyue's food, they can only rejoice that Lao Zhou's cooking is also good.

"Hmm." Yi Yue didn't talk much, she rummaged through the plate and took out one from a pile of small papers, "Huh? Braised pork?"

Find it and do it, choose the best five-layer three-flowered pork and cut it into strips, blanch it in cold water to remove the blood, blanch it and cut it into cubes.

Heat the oil, stir-fry shallots, ginger, garlic and spices, then put the meat in and stir-fry, then add sugar until it turns maroon and turn off the heat.

Xiao Zhao watched Yi Yue's flowing movements without blinking his eyes, secretly remembering them in his heart.

Of course he knew it was all futile.

Even though the steps are the same, the result is completely different and the taste is different, which makes him very frustrated.

What he doesn't know is that cooking is not about making delicious meals by watching the steps and recording time, but about having a tacit understanding between experience and heart.

The quality of the ingredients, the temperature of the heat, and even the chef's vision all contribute to the birth of the taste of each dish. No chef can make meals with exactly the same taste, let alone perfect twins.

Yi Yue naturally knew about Xiao Zhao's actions, but he did not object.

Although he would let Mu Yi's power flow into the rice cooker and ingredients when he was cooking, his ability was real, and it would be great if Xiao Zhao could really understand the true meaning of it.

Braised pork in brown sauce was ready soon. The thick juice and fleshy body have a reddish-brown luster in color. Braised pork in braised pork is a meat that is suitable for all ages, rich and poor. It has been eaten since the Song Dynasty. One of people's favorite foods.

Unsurprisingly, the little fat man who got Yi Yue to do it himself was very excited. He took the plate from Xiao Zhao and took a bite impatiently. Thumbs up, expressing inner emotion.

Xiao Zhao and You Rongyan left the cafeteria with their chests straight, not looking at the gaffe of this group of foodies who had never seen the world.

After Yi Yue finished cooking, she chatted with Lao Zhou for a while, washed her hands, packed her things and was about to leave.

"It looks like the weather is going to rain." Yi Yue pointed to the weather, unable to resist Lao Zhou's enthusiasm to keep him, so he had to pull out a thunderstorm to stop Lao Zhou from staying.

"Hey, you kid, how many times have I told you why are you so careless?!" Old Zhou hated that iron can't be turned into steel. For so long, he has long regarded Yi Yue as his nephew, and now he finally came Given such a big opportunity, this kid is not up to date, and he can't think of a way to take it seriously. If he wants to let go, how can Lao Zhou be willing? !

"Uncle Zhou!" Yi Yue rubbed his forehead, "I'm just a rascal, how can I be someone's private cook? Besides, when they settle down, they will definitely hire a better cook. How can they like me? "

It turned out that in the university town where Yi Yue lived, an old professor who had just returned from abroad came. He didn’t need to go to class every day when he was too old. Seeing that the surrounding environment of this town was well protected, he wanted to find someone to live in. The old man’s children and grandchildren were all there. In other places, the nannies hired abroad are foreign natives, unwilling to leave their hometown and declined the invitation of the old professor, so the old man had to find a cook in a small town temporarily.

The old professor's surname is Han, and he is very famous abroad, so after the old man returns to China, the school can't wait to take care of all the old man's eating, drinking, and messing around.

Knowing that if the elderly want to find a nanny, it is best to be able to cook, so as to solve the problem of eating, drinking and drinking three meals a day.

Finding a nanny is a good thing. The school immediately patted the chest and promised to satisfy the old man's wish, but the old man refused, even the children and grandchildren were rejected, and they were not allowed to visit me, saying that they would wait until they settled down completely. to allow them to come.

The old man is a member of the older generation, and he likes to do everything in person, especially as a nanny for himself. He likes to find it slowly by himself, and goes out for a stroll every day. I went to Zhou's restaurant for dinner, and accidentally chatted about finding a nanny, and Lao Zhou immediately took care of it.

Yi Yue has nothing to say about cooking, don't look at his foolishness, he knows it, the old man in their village treats him like a donkey and he won't say much.Such a good child, the old professor must be satisfied!

Lao Zhou is a typical "my own child is good at everything" problem.

He never thought that Yi Yue was so lazy, asking him to wash clothes and dishes for other people, could he do it?That is impossible!

Lao Zhou didn't know that Yi Yue could sell so much money on the Internet every day, he only knew that Yi Yue was like a gangster every day, every day he came to his place to cook a meal, and then rode away on his little broken tricycle, dressed in The clothes were made by a tailor, and the materials were bought by Yi Yue online. From Lao Zhou's eyes, they were high street goods!

Seeing Yi Yue not doing his job every day, if Lao Zhou wanted to give him some wages, Yi Yue's face would turn black with annoyance, so he had no choice but to give up.Now that such a good job has finally come, how many people are waiting and watching eagerly!

He has seen Professor Han's style with his own eyes, he is obviously smiling, and he is dressed like an ordinary old man, but you don't dare to be presumptuous when you are in front of him. In the words of a young man, is this a "superior person"?

If Yi Yue falls for the old man's eyes, it can be said to be a fortune!

Thinking of this, Lao Zhou strengthened his determination to let Yi Yue be Professor Han's nanny.

Yi Yue was helpless, this old Zhou was fat and strong, although he was 50 or [-] years old, but his hands were not weak, so he had no choice but to slide his arm away from Lao Zhou's hand, and slipped away.

Old Zhou Qiqi was smoking, holding a shovel in his hand. Looking from the window, this kid rode his dilapidated tricycle and sped away, leaving only a small truck box swinging up and down, very ostentatious.

Walking halfway, the strong wind began to howl, and the close contact of leaves made a rustling sound. Yi Yue was blinded by the sand blown up by the wind, so she had to stop the car and stand on the side of the road rubbing her eyes, waiting The wind passed, and this section of the road was a dirt road with a lot of dust. If the car got into the middle of the road and was blinded by the wind, it would not be worthwhile to have an accident with other cars.

After rubbing my eyes for a while, although my eyes are still a little sore, I can still open them anyway.

It has been sweltering for so long, let alone people can't stand it, even the wind seems to be blowing back and forth non-stop.

Yi Yue touched her face, it was full of dust.

"Help me..." Yi Yue was just about to ride a tricycle, when he suddenly heard such an intermittent voice, because he had practiced Muyi Kungfu, his hearing was better than ordinary people, and he was listening After hearing such a voice, Yi Yue got off the tricycle without hesitation and walked towards the hillside on the side of the road.

This small hillside is blocked by dense forests. From the top, it is basically impossible to see what is below. The only way to get down is to go down the two-meter-high platform.

Yi Yue stood on it, "Can you hear me?" After speaking, she knocked on the tree.

After a while, a slightly weak voice sounded like that of an old man, "I can hear it, my lower leg may be broken, please call a few more people to help carry me out."

Putonghua with an accent, speaks slowly, and sounds like an educated person.

Yi Yue came to a conclusion in his heart, and he didn't look for anyone, but jumped off the stage directly. He had to see the old man's injuries first.