Reborn Global Godfather

"Haha, comrades-in-arms are deeply affectionate!"

"Grandpa Han was a little higher than my grandfather at that time, and now he travels with a special plane."

"He lives in the provincial capital for the elderly, so he usually doesn't go anywhere. He doesn't like to make a big fuss."

"His sons are very powerful in the provincial capital."

"..."

As Cui Yongnian walked, he briefly explained the situation to Song Sanxi.

Not long after, the two went directly to the kitchen from the side door of the courtyard.

The kitchens in Cui’s courtyard range from old firewood stoves to modern ones.

Song Sanxi stood in the modern kitchen, looking at the old-fashioned wood-fired stove over there, his eyes lit up.

"Hey! Good thing! Old Cui, shall we use a firewood stove today?"

"Uh..." Cui Yongnian raised his eyebrows a little, "A firewood stove?"

"The reunion dinner cooked by the firewood stove tastes better, don't you believe it?"

"That's true! But, there's no such thing as starting a fire!"

Song Sanxi said: "You can cook it! Just leave it to me as the chef."

"Hehe, let's go! I'm also looking for the feeling when I was a child."

Cui Yongnian smiled and handed the menu list to Song Sanxi, "This is a dish for lunch, and there are not many styles. It is mainly the dishes that the two old people like, and I am really afraid that I can't make it well. The ingredients have been prepared for a long time!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the kitchen chopping board in front of him, where he put a lot of ingredients.

These are all natural green series, nutritious and healthy.

Song Sanxi took a look at the menu, smiled, and said, "This is Zhonghai's eight bowls for the New Year's Eve, and the three New Year's hurdles for the provincial capital. Come on, old Cui, get moving. Let's get the ingredients here first, Move over. These ingredients are good, and with the wood-fired stove, the taste is absolutely extraordinary."

"okay!"

Two people, do it now.

After a while, the old-fashioned wood-fired stove kitchen was busy.

Cui Yongnian, the majestic and arrogant son of Zhonghai, just light the fire.

The old stove is also a five-eye stove.

A rice pot, a soup pot, and three large woks all need to be fired.

So, Cui Yongnian is quite busy.

Usually, his grandfather also likes firewood rice.

There is plenty of firewood to burn, so prepare it!

When the hot water boiled, Song Sanxi was busy boiling it too.

A lot of bacon, such as pigs, cattle, sheep, and game, have to be washed and boiled in hot water.

Materials also need to be cleaned and cut.

He is very nimble.

The knife is exquisite and the cut is very rhythmic.

Cui Yongnian watched while lighting the fire, admiringly.

He also said with a smile: Ma's food culture is still the food culture left by our ancestors. It is extensive and profound, and it is more artistic than Western food.

Song Sanxi smiled and said: "In this yard, isn't there your grandfather's medical team and service team? There are also other family members of your Cui family. Looking back, there must be quite a few of Mr. Han's entourage. These people, what about the lunch, don’t you care?”

"There is another large kitchen on the other side of the yard. There is a special cooking class for medical, service and entourage staff. The two of us will mainly serve Grandpa Han and my grandfather. At that time, only me and my dad will go to accompany Have lunch. Cui's family members are in the city at noon for their New Year's Eve reunion. In the evening, they gather here to have a New Year's Eve dinner together, to accompany my grandpa to watch the New Year's Eve or something."

"Oh, so that's the case. Then I'll be in the back kitchen here at noon today, and I can eat whatever I want."

Cui Yongnian was a little depressed, but after thinking about it, "Brother Sanxi, cook well. What if Grandpa Han is happy and I introduce him, he wants to meet the chef?"

Song Sanxi smiled, "See you or not, it depends on fate, don't force it."

"You guy, you have a really good attitude."

The two people cooperate with each other in this way, one is the fire master, and the other is the woman who is in charge of the spoon, smoking and chatting.

In the more than [-]-year-old kitchen, there is plenty of firewood and warmth.

By ten o'clock in the morning, the aroma had already started to go crazy.

Song Sanxi's cooking skills, excellent ingredients, the buff increase of the wood-fired stove, and the taste are simply delicious.

The entire Cui family compound is filled with the rich and intoxicating fragrance of reunion dinner.

This aroma has the mellowness of cured meat.

Like a series of soft and soft hair hooks, touching people's sense of taste.

The logistics special cooking class over there was also busy with lunch at noon.

No matter the chef or the handyman, they were all stunned when they smelled this smell.

Saliva flowed straight into the stomach.

Do you know who is cooking in Cui's kitchen over there?

Why does it taste so fragrant?

It's so delicious!

Even the armed police sentries on guard felt uncomfortable when they smelled it!

I feel like I can't contain my saliva.

Near Cui's courtyard, more than a hundred meters away, there are suburban families living together.

Every household is busy with lunch.

The children were setting off cannons in the yard, laughing and playing.

However, the aroma of Cui's courtyard, along with the dry and cold wind, quickly completed the taste coverage of nearly 200 meters around the other side.

Adults and children, the smell is all greedy.

Some children even asked their mothers: "Mom, why is the New Year's lunch at Grandpa Cui's house so much more fragrant than ours?"

"Hehe, grandpa is a big shot! He will have the most powerful chef to cook for him when he wants to celebrate the New Year! You should study hard and be a big shot when you grow up."

"Oh, I know, only big people can enjoy wow..."

"..."

After eleven o'clock in the morning, Mr. Cui welcomed Mr. Han back here.

Two-person medical team, service team, and entourage, three NO.40 people.

The convoy, parked in the parking lot outside the door.

There are many vehicles, but they are still dissatisfied.

The parking lot in front of Cui's house is also big enough.

After getting out of the car, Elder Cui, Elder Han and the others were shocked by the aroma of the Chinese New Year meal at noon.

Mr. Han is tall and tough.

His thick eyebrows are like snow, and his face is energetic and surprised.

The voice is also quite loud: "I said Xiao Cui, this year's dinner is not bad! I think of the taste when I was a child!"

"Hehe, old squad leader, the flavor of the country is indeed much better! It's still purer than the smell of your provincial capital!" Cui Lao had a friendly face, and was secretly shocked in his heart.

Didn't Yongnian say that he arranged lunch, he can have such cooking skills?Where did you find the chef?

Mr. Han stiffened his neck and said: "How can this be purer? I ate the cold ones in the provincial capital. Compared with your taste, the cold ones I ate were pig food. You are what people eat." !"

As soon as the old man said that, everyone laughed along with him.

Next to Mr. Cui, Cui Yongnian's father, Cui Dahai, hurriedly said: "Mr. Han, Dad, let's not stay outside anymore. It's windy outside. Come in and sit and watch tea. After a while, it's almost time for dinner. This nobleman is here. Good food, let's follow suit!"

"Okay! Let's go! Xiao Cui, this time I come, I want to eat your food and sleep in your bed. If I don't toss about for half a month, I can't leave!" Elder Han patted Elder Cui on the shoulder, hearty and excited.

The crowd laughed.

So, a group of people entered the compound and went their own way.

Medical treatment, service, accompanying, security, dozens of people went to the west to prepare meals for the cooking class.

Elders Cui and Han, accompanied by Cui Dahai, entered the teahouse in the middle hall of the mansion and waited.

Not far from the teahouse is the dining hall, which is not far from the kitchen.

Accompanying him was the youngest son of Mr. Han, Han Fafa.

The two old people sat down, and Cui Dahai immediately made good tea.

Han Faming said: "Brother Dahai, let's go to the kitchen and have a look, and arrange a serving time?"