The lonely foodie

When Wang Yiming and Yu Guili entered the mountain, they saw a handful of leaves on the roots of the ears exposed on the ground, so they used the gardening shears in the basket to cut them without damaging the roots, and they could cut them again when the leaves grew again.

Yu Guili was wearing a coat, so it was inconvenient to work, so she just stood aside and watched him.

Standing there lean and thin, and tall, Wang Yiming gradually felt oppressed, his hand movements became unsteady, and he almost cut off his little finger.

Standing up, kicking his numb calf, the two continued to walk side by side. Wang Yiming asked, "Do you hate me?"

Yu Guili shook her head, "I sent a total of 108 messages, and only one responded to me. How can I hate so many? Besides, no one is obliged to help me, right?"

"I didn't ask this." Wang Yiming pulled the weeds at his feet to see if there were edible wild vegetables hidden in them, "If you were Miss Li, would you hate me?"

Yu Guili was taken aback, and realized that Wang Yiming regarded her as a character in the book.

I heard about a writer before. A character in the book was about to die.

There is no distinction between actors and plays in acting, and the same is true in writing. The characters in the writing have souls, and they will have their own thoughts and behaviors, emotions, sorrows, and joys, which the writer can no longer control.

"You didn't write her like that." Yu Guili said, "It was she who walked on the road of no return step by step."

Wang Yiming nodded, understanding.

The two of them walked to a big rock, and a big tree stump stood beside it.A ray of sunlight poured down from a gap in the dense treetops, circled a small patch of light.

Wang Yiming squatted down to look at the wild fungus growing on the tree stump, broke off one, and a milky white slurry flowed out, which was an edible milk fungus.

While picking mushrooms, Yu Guili sat down on the big rock and asked, "Do you want to hear my story?"

Without waiting for Wang Yiming to answer, he said self-consciously, "I have been poor since I was a child, but I am beautiful, which gave me many fantasies, always thinking that one day I will be able to fly like a phoenix into the sky."

"I studied hard, got admitted to a good university, worked hard, worked as a tutor, and used the money to dress myself up. Later, I heard that doing public relations made money, so I gave up the journalism major I studied for 4 years and plunged into it."

"I thought that as long as I had money, I could solve all the problems. This made Dangming...my ex-husband take advantage of the loophole. I only thought about his money, but in his eyes I was a fig leaf... He has never dared to disclose his sexual orientation, with me and our marriage, outsiders can at least see him as "normal."

After picking the fungus, Wang Yiming got up and sat on the boulder side by side with Yu Guili, "Then you have been missing for so long, and your family didn't find out?"

"Family?" Yu Guili sneered, "As long as Dang Ming transfers money to their card on time every month, they won't think of me."

"You said, can I blame anyone and hate whom I am today? Everything is determined by my growth environment and my thoughts. This seems to be an accident, but in fact it is bound to happen. Just like the one in your book Miss Li, she is that kind of person, and you can only write like that."

Wang Yiming sighed, "Have you thought about what to do in the future?"

Yu Guili shook her head, reached out and took a fungus from the basket and played with it.

"Do you want to come to Misty Villa?" Wang Yiming pointed to the red house in the valley.

Yu Guili followed his hand to look down, the mountain was shrouded in rain and mist all the year round, covered by lush forests and tall bamboos, like a dojo for cultivating immortals, without the slightest popularity.

A fallen leaf fell to his feet, and Yu Guili leaned over to pick it up. The sycamore leaf had turned yellow, and it was a warm orange color.

So I remembered the day when I ate hot and sour fish at the hot pot restaurant, the house was full of fireworks, the parents were short-tempered, and the noisy voices in the small square, the dance steps falling on the checkered floor...

Zheergen is also called Houttuynia cordata, and some are also called Xanthan grass. The dish lives up to its name, and people who don't know how to eat it will feel sick when they smell it.

But for those who can eat, this is a good dish to cool down and relieve heat.

Wash the roots and leaves and cut them into small pieces, add millet pepper, soy sauce, monosodium glutamate, sugar, chopped green onion, mix well and marinate.

Add watercress, garlic sprouts, and parsley with milk mushrooms, and stuff them into a dry pot.

A few simple home-cooked dishes, but because the ingredients are freshly picked from the mountains, it tastes very refreshing. With the blessing of bacon, it feels a little more New Year's.

It was the evening rush hour when returning to the city, and the main road was blocked in the dark, so Ivan turned the car into the ring road, planning to take a detour from the steel factory.

There is the earliest food street next to the steel mill, full of fly restaurants, the typical kind of delicious food in dirty mess.

The main store of Yijia Hot Pot is here.

As soon as you enter the food street, the four most eye-catching facades form a row, with the big red signboard in black crystal characters, and the words "Yijia Hot Pot" written on it.Such a facade is considered decent in a food street.

This store has a history of 30 years, and the rent of the store has been rising all the way. Yiwan Gang has been struggling for more than ten years, but he has not been able to buy these few stores. However, most customers recognize this place, an authentic time-honored brand, Therefore, Ivan Gang also ate the landlord's deflation all the way.

At this time, a bunch of people were gathering at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, and there was a huge battle, even the TV stations were here.

While pushing and yelling, Yi Fei's hair was a little messy and her expression was a little anxious. She pointed at a reporter and said in a sharp tone, "Don't make random reports until the matter is clarified."

"President Yi, don't worry." The reporter was used to this kind of scene, and he said calmly, "We only report the facts."

Fuck/Your mother, Yi Fei cursed inwardly, what I'm afraid of is your reporting of the facts.

The food street itself was bustling and noisy. Ivan drove carefully and didn't notice the abnormality at the hot pot restaurant.

On the contrary, Yu Guili, who had been looking out with her forehead stuck to the glass window, saw the reporter carrying a camera, and thought, maybe it was from the Food Channel.

As soon as he entered the house, there were cat screams from the corner of the yard.

The three of them froze at the door, and Yu Guili was the first to react, yelling "Jibao" in panic, and rushed in.

No matter how Ivan heard it, he felt that the cry was familiar.

Then I ran in and found the two cats who caused the accident in the woods behind the fish pond.

Keppel was riding on Big Persia, holding a piece of flesh from the back of Persia's neck tightly in his mouth, and his posture and movements were exactly the same as those two shameless geese in the villa.

Ivan pulled Yu Guili and said repeatedly, "Keppel is in love, in love."

Yu Guili breathed a sigh of relief, "Hey, I was scared to death." Then she remembered something, and glanced at the lighted dining room, "My son took care of old man Fang's daughter?"

"Congratulations." Ivan cupped his hands, "We are married."

Keppel smiled evilly and wanted to sterilize Ben Meow?too young too simple!

The cousin was covered with an Indian handmade blanket of various colors, squinting her eyes and dozing off. Seeing Wang Yiming take out a large black patent leather notebook, her eyes fell on it leisurely, "Are you going to start writing?"

Wang Yiming uses a computer to write, but he always uses paper and pen when he conceives. The black characters fall on the white paper, and the characters in the pen gradually have souls.

"If I don't write any more, I'm going to explode." Wang Yiming pointed to his chest, "All the people in my heart are blocked here, let a few out to make waves."

After the recruitment notice was posted, there were quite a lot of applicants. Mo Bai and Ivan were too busy, so they asked Yu Guili to help with the interview.

Just sent away a kid wearing ripped jeans and a lip stud on his tongue in the morning. Yu Guili listened to him talking about the "5-year plan for Heping Hot Pot" for an hour. There will be 100 branches in a year, and footprints all over the world in 3 years , 5 years new third board listing...

Yu Guili didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she tried to persuade her to leave.

The local station was broadcasting the noon news, Yu Guili glanced at it, and hurriedly called Mo Bai and Ivan to come out to watch.

A location reporter wearing a bright red jacket appeared in the food street next to the steel factory, and the background was the Yijia head office.

——According to reports from relevant departments, we recently received many complaints from citizens who experienced diarrhea and vomiting after eating at Yijia Hotpot Restaurant. Our reporter made an unannounced visit to Yijia Hotpot Restaurant and found that the hotpot restaurant has serious hygiene problems.

Next, a video was inserted, the quality of which was not very clear, and at first glance it was shot by a hidden camera.

At this time, it should be when the employees rest in the afternoon, and there is no one in the back kitchen.

An employee wearing the overalls of the back kitchen of Yijia Hot Pot Restaurant stood by the stove with his back to the camera, not noticing the person who came in.

I saw that the employee first took off his shoes, rubbed the instep on his calf, and then simply put his foot on the stove, and stretched out his hand to buckle his foot.

Just buckle the feet twice to stir the hot pot bottom material, then buckle the feet twice again, and stir the hot pot bottom material again.

There is an inside smell through the screen.

The camera shakes, and the employee's voice comes from inside, "What are you doing? How did you come into the back kitchen?"

"The bathroom is not here, go out."

After the video was played, the camera switched to the host.

——We contacted the person in charge of Yijia Hot Pot today, and now let's go together to see how the other party will respond to this incident.

——Mr. Yi, hello, what do you think about the frequent vomiting and diarrhea of ​​diners and the incident that broke out this time?

Yifei's hair was a little messy, and her pair of sharp eyes, which were exactly the same as Ivan's, narrowed slightly, "I am very sad for such an incident. Severe punishment, no matter what the price is, we must prevent such a thing from happening again. Please also strictly supervise the public opinion and the public.”

After finishing speaking, Yifei bowed deeply to the camera, her heartbroken was beyond words, "I apologize to all Yijia customers, I'm sorry!"

Yu Guili smiled, "The public relations method is good."

Yi Fei didn't go out for the past two days. After the news on the large curved TV screen in the living room finished, she raised her hand and turned off the TV.

Doudou was walking around the living room on a scooter, Yi Fei frowned, and just kicked her leg, Doudou fell far away and burst into tears.

"What are you doing?" Tang Wei rushed out of the kitchen, held Doudou in his arms, and yelled at Yi Fei, "Why are you taking your anger out on the child?"

"You fucking taught me this well." Yifei said bitterly, "Skateboarding in the living room, do you still have some manners?"

"Look at your grandson on TV. Now that there's no camera on you, you're showing your true colors? It's disgusting!" Tang Wei cursed Doudou in a low voice, covering Doudou's ears.

"Grandson?" Yi Fei sneered, "If I hadn't been acting like a grandson outside, you wouldn't be able to keep up with the hot shit." He raised his hand to sweep a set of tea sets on the coffee table, and the tiles shattered all over the floor. With bloodshot eyes, he turned around and pointed at Tang Wei, cursing, "Why can you all sit back and enjoy the benefits? Ah? Why? Ivan is like this, so are you, even my fucking son can sit back and enjoy the benefits! But I can't! It's me and him Mom can't!"