The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Yang Chenyu stopped talking, only the sound of swallowing saliva remained.

It is so fragrant.

Under Wu Yuan's control, the crayfish, which are usually not easy to see, become bright red and attractive, exuding an attractive aroma in the sizzling oily water.

Yang Chenyu, the marketing manager who is used to eating in guest houses and big restaurants, couldn't help but feel his throat throbbing.

The surging sound was so loud that it seemed to contain something.

"Boss, how did you make it so fragrant?"

Yang Chenyu, who subconsciously blurted out, still called Wu Yuan the boss, but forgot to change the title.

"Business secrets!" Wu Yuan, who was in charge of the spoon, flipped a pot half full of lobsters and said, "I told you, what should you do if you ran out to open a lobster shop?"

Thanks to the large pot in the stove, otherwise, the 20-pound crayfish would be aggrieved and aggrieved when placed on the gas stove.

Hearing this, Yang Chenyu smiled nonchalantly: "Brother-in-law, are you kidding me? How can I make as much money as I am now, the sub-manager of a big factory?"

Wu Yuan smiled and said, "Maybe? If we can industrialize crayfish, we can definitely compete with furniture factories in the future."

Yang Chenyu laughed again: "The industrialization of crayfish? Who would spend money to eat crayfish?"

"Since you said it," Wu Yuan said while skillfully scooping up the soup in the hot pot and repeatedly pouring it on the crayfish, "Don't eat it for a while! You can eat it if you want, I'll remember it for you Account, 5 yuan each."

Yang Chenyu's expression relaxed: "Don't worry, brother-in-law. I'm losing weight now, and I won't eat too much. At most, I can eat 10 yuan. It's a compliment to you."

Wu Yuan no longer distinguishes, but directs: "Add more fire to the bottom of the pot."

In contrast, the sound in the yard gradually became noisy.

Ma Xiaoxiao, who followed Ma Changshan, even went straight to the stove as soon as he entered the door and asked, "Little uncle, are you making boiled pork slices?"

"Sliced ​​boiled pork, your aunt made it in the kitchen."

"Then what are you burning now? It smells so good!"

"Crayfish, do you like to eat them?"

Ma Xiaoxiao couldn't help being disappointed and said: "The crayfish are not delicious, and there is no meat."

Wu Yuan turned around and said: "It's okay, you don't have to be responsible for eating for a while. You just need to watch your mother, and you will ask her for 5 yuan for every one she eats."

Ma Xiaoxiao lowered his voice and said: "Little uncle, my mother is very fierce at home now. How dare I ask her for money like this?"

Wu Yuan smiled and said, "It's okay, little uncle is in charge of her, isn't he?"

At this time, Yang Chenyu in front of the stove couldn't help but say, "Smile, you heartless..."

Only then did Ma Xiaoxiao realize: "Mom, it turned out that you were lighting the fire! Oh, little uncle, you killed me."

Then, more and more people flocked to the kitchen.

Ma Changshan also came over and gave Wu Yuan a cigarette.

Seeing my daughter-in-law squatting there and lighting the fire, I felt distressed and wanted to replace her.

In the end, the daughter-in-law kicked her out and said, "You're a holiday bastard, pretend to show it to her little uncle?"

Ma Changshan insisted: "I can't, daughter-in-law, I really love you."

Wu Yuan really couldn't listen anymore, so he said directly: "Okay, you two don't argue anymore. You don't need to add fire, just the firewood at the bottom of the pot is enough. You two hurry up and show your affection!"

When the aunt and sister-in-law were driven away, Wu Yuan looked at the firewood again, and he closed the stove door when he felt that the situation was not bad.

After leaving the kitchen, they found that the elder brother Yang Ben's family and the second elder brother Yang Meng's family had all arrived.

The children were playing aside, taking Xiaojiang and Yueyue with them.

The adults were surrounding YangMeng's leg, telling him to jump, jump, or take two steps for nothing.

One hundred days because of the injury.

I think he dismantled it too early.

YangMeng had a nonchalant expression on his face, and he was the first to notice Wu Yuan coming out, so his expression suddenly changed.

Even more affectionate than his elder brother Yang Ben, he scattered a cigarette and almost gave Wu Yuan the whole bag of flowers.

Wu Yuan took it over, let Yang Meng click on it and said, "Why don't you come in and sit down?"

YangMeng only knew how to giggle.

Yang Ben answered familiarly, and joked, "The two big bosses are cooking in person, how dare we rest?"

Wu Yuan waved his hand and said, "It's just to make some home-cooked food casually, and the family gathers together for a drink. By the way, calling Dad over is better than him going out alone and drinking endlessly."

Yang Ben couldn't help but sternly said: "That's true. We are all busy with work, so we somewhat neglected him. Before we didn't have money, we didn't realize it. Now that we have some money, we give it desperately, thinking that it can make up for the lack of care. It's not the case."

"Brother is right," Wu Yuan said with a smoke ring, "Actually, it's not impossible to drink alcohol. After all, my father has been drinking for a lifetime, and it's not realistic to want to quit. But alcohol and tobacco do have an impact on the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular, especially old people."

"So I thought, if you have free time, you still have to take Dad for a physical examination every now and then. If the blood vessel is blocked, if you need a stent, it's better to put a stent than a sudden accident."

Yang Ben nodded: "It's still you who are thoughtful. Now we often run around the provinces and cities, even if we take Dad to the big hospital in the provincial capital for a checkup, it's not a big deal."

"Well, take precautions."

In a few words, Wu Yuan gave the vaccination.

In the final analysis, the father-in-law's physical problems have to be taken care of by the two sons, which is more appropriate.

It is not too late for him to act if he encounters a problem that cannot be managed.

Just as he was talking, the old man came in with his hands behind his back.

As soon as he entered the door, he said in a strange way: "Yo, dare you live the closest to me and come the latest?"

Listen to this, it would be a lie to say that there is no resentment.

Yang Ben also took the opportunity to say: "Father, take some time to catch up tomorrow, Li Yun and I will take you to the provincial capital."

YangMeng also added: "Father, if you don't want to go to the provincial capital, Jiang Fan and I can take you to Shanghai."

Yang Zhishu looked puzzled, wandered around the faces of the two sons, and finally returned to Wu Yuan's face and asked: "Did you say something to them again?"

Wu Yuan spread his hands together and said, "What can I say? It's nothing more than asking them to bring Qian Fan and Chong Chong to come back more often to accompany you."

But Party Secretary Yang waved his hands stiffly and said, "I'm fine alone, I don't need you to accompany me."

After saying that, he immediately changed his tone and said, "What are you drinking tonight?"

Wu Yuan said: "Phoenix beer, the eldest sister brought it."

"How much did you bring?"

Wu Yuan is not clear about this question either.

Yang Ben immediately answered, "It seems to be two dozen, about twenty bottles."

"Who's enough to get between the teeth?"

Upon hearing what the old man said, Yang Ben immediately wanted to take the opportunity to persuade him.

In the end, Wu Yuan stopped him and said, "Two dozen are really short, so we need at least two more."

YangMeng immediately said: "I'll go buy it."

Seeing that his second son was on the right track, Yang Zhishu's face turned pale, and he rubbed his teeth and said: "The strength of this beer is tasteless, and it's full of stomach."

After all, I still want to drink white.

Wu Yuan explained: "Crayfish must be paired with beer to taste good."