In the third year, he finally harvested a few decent loofah and eggplants. He made loofah soup by himself and once again tasted the long-lost fresh and sweet taste. He froze there for a long time, then sat alone in the large and quiet dining room, while I burst into tears while eating.
You don’t cherish it when you have it, and you don’t know the pain until you lose it. Then you spend your whole life trying to get it back, but you can only recover the incomplete fragments.
So now he enjoys every meal with pleasure, and only cherishes it after it is lost and recovered.
When frying vegetables, the most important thing is the freshness of the vegetables themselves and the soil, water and fertilizer used to grow them. Once the greens are pulled out of the soil, any subsequent processing will only detract from them, not add to them. This is a bit like picking grapes to make wine.
Therefore, the best green vegetables are delicious when served cold.
However, people in this era have poor sanitation conditions and use farmyard manure, so it is not easy to ensure that vegetables are safe after simple cleaning, so everyone still prefers to fry them.
The four vegetables here are fried, and the ribs and rice are also ready there.
Taking the steamer off the stove, Li Wenjun took off his apron, washed his hands, and was about to go out to invite them to eat when he turned around and found Gu Zhanyan holding Diandian and looking at him intently.
Behind Gu Zhanyan were Liu Cuihong and Li Changming.
Diandian was busy teasing the chicken, while the other three people had the same expressions, all of them were horrified and disbelieving.
Li Wenjun wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's so hot. It's really hard for you guys to cook. Why don't we install an electric fan in the kitchen."
Gu Zhanyan and the others blinked as if they had woken up from a dream.
Just now, Li Wenjun was chopping vegetables and stir-frying in one go. The two stoves were running at the same time, in an orderly manner, busy but not chaotic, like a well-trained senior chef.
No one has ever seen him in the kitchen. When did he learn how to do this?
Li Wenjun knew their doubts and didn't want to explain. He just smiled and said: "It's time to eat, Mom, it's time to eat, Dad. Zhan Yan, you can carry Dian Dian to the table. I will bring the dishes over to avoid burning her."
Liu Cuihong smiled sarcastically: "Why is Junjun cooking today?"
Li Wenjun smiled: "I thought I was going to the city tomorrow and had to pack my luggage, so I came back early. Seeing that everyone was busy, I cooked the meal."
Li Changming was very dissatisfied and said to Liu Cuihong: "Junjun said they would give up all the work, but you insist on taking it all and doing it yourself, for fear of making an extra penny for others, exhausting yourself, and hurting Xiao Gu too." I’m exhausted. Man Zai is so busy that he doesn’t even have time to rest. He has to cook by himself when he comes back so that he can have something to eat.”
Liu Cuihong's eyes were red: "I just want to make more money..."
Li Wenjun quickly glanced at Li Changming.
Li Changming just closed his mouth and stopped talking.
Li Wenjun smiled: "Only when you raise a child do you realize how kind your parents are. It's not easy for my parents to raise me. They work hard to cook and wash clothes for me every day. It's only right that I cook a meal for my parents. Mom doesn't have to think so much."
Liu Cuihong burst into tears and smiled: "Okay."
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Liu Dongmei and Li Wenyong are also back
Liu Dongmei took a bite of the shredded pork with green pepper and said, "Hey, Zhan Yan, your cooking skills are getting better and better recently. You fried this, right? It tastes really good, and your knife skills are also good. It's as good as the hotel chef's skills." "
Gu Zhanyan pursed his lips and smiled: "Master Jun made this. He chopped vegetables, stir-fried vegetables and cooked rice by himself, and it was ready in a while."
Liu Cuihong also nodded: "No, he made the four dishes and one soup for lunch today."
Liu Dongmei: "Wow! The sun is coming out from the west, and it's the military commander who is cooking today."
Li Wenyong was also surprised. He glanced at Li Wenjun. This guy couldn't even tell the difference between sugar and salt before, but he actually knew how to cook?
If Gu Zhanyan and Liu Cuihong hadn't said so, he would definitely not believe it.
Li Wenyong: "Haha, can I eat it?"
Li Wenjun just smiled and didn't explain.
Liu Dongmei continued: "Young Master Jun is so good at his craftsmanship, we will be very lucky in the future."
Liu Cuihong said: "He is so busy, he never has time to cook often."
Liu Dongmei said: "That's right. It's a pity. It's true that great people are great in everything."
Several people served the dishes and set out the dishes together. It was set up in a few minutes and everyone sat down.
Li Wenjun served everyone rice, then sat down, took a bite of shredded green pepper pork, and said with a smile: "It's not bad, it would be better if I put some shredded fungus or bamboo shoots."
He also gave Li Changming and Liu Cuihong a pair of chopsticks.
Liu Cuihong said while eating: "Oh, my Junjun is really good at everything, even the cooking is so delicious. The key is to be self-taught, which is not easy."
Li Wenjun smiled: "That's right. Who wants my mother to make me so smart?"
The two mother and son complimented each other, and even Li Changming couldn't help but laugh, and the awkward atmosphere just now disappeared.
Li Changming smiled: "You two are really..."
Li Wenjun: "Ah, by the way. My father also has half of the credit for what I am today."
Although Li Changming felt proud, he still said: "Who wants you to praise me? I don't care."
Li Wenjun said to Gu Zhanyan again: "Of course it is also due to the contribution of my lover, Comrade Xiao Gu."
Gu Zhanyan couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Why did you even get me involved?"
Diandian looked at Li Wenjun blankly: "Dad, here I am."
Li Wenjun kissed her: "You have merit, too."
Diandian was very satisfied. He smiled and took a big mouthful of food into his mouth.
Li Wenjun pretended to be unintentional and asked Liu Cuihong: "Mom, how many tablecloths have I made recently?"
Liu Cuihong was a little cautious: "Two or three yuan." She had lied to Li Wenjun before and said that she had given the tablecloths to other people to make, but in fact she had worked overtime to make them. The main reason is that I don't want to let others earn the 50 cents for manual work.
Li Wenjun smiled: "I want you to train a few more helpers. People who make tablecloths and braid tassels. The more, the better."
Liu Cuihong said vaguely and perfunctorily: "These are very simple, you can find someone to do it."
Li Wenjun said: "We will expand production in the future, and may also make curtains, bedding, and so on. The more helpers, the better."
Liu Cuihong was stunned and thought: If there are so many things, she can't handle them all by herself.
Li Wenjun glanced at Liu Cuihong, who was a little distracted, and continued: "People who can really make money don't do all the money-making work themselves, but let professionals do what they are good at. They only make the difference. It's like a tablecloth, all One person does it, contracting the work and materials, and makes two in a day. Excluding the raw materials and his own labor, he earns one yuan per piece, which means he can only earn two yuan at most. But if you divide the work and let others earn the handwork fee. One day You can make dozens or hundreds of sheets. Even if you only earn 50 cents per sheet, you can still make dozens of dollars a day."
Liu Cuihong suddenly realized that she regretted that she was too stupid. If everyone had made tablecloths these days, she didn't know how much extra money she would have made.
Liu Cuihong hesitated and said: "But isn't this just like the capitalists in the old society?"
Liu Cuihong is right to think so, after all, this is the education she received.
But precisely because of this, this generation has tied its own hands and feet and dare not move forward.
In fact, not only Liu Cuihong, but also Li Changming, Li Wenyong, and even Liu Dongmei thought so.
Other people in the mining area are probably secretly calling him a capitalist now, but they just want to make money with him and don't dare to say it to his face.
As for Liu Cuihong and the others, they are his relatives and vested interests. They will not resent or hate him, but they will still feel knots and guilt in their hearts.
When this kind of feeling accumulates, it will cause personal mental exhaustion. Over time, it will be bad for both the body and the mind.
Just take this opportunity to untie the knot in their hearts.
