Fresh Department Shenhao

The early morning sunshine shines through the mist on a small village called Linxi Village. A few smoke rises from the stove. The hard-working villagers have had breakfast and it is time to start the day's work.

There was a lot of fuss before about "demolition", but later it was ignored. This kind of thing is something that happens but cannot be expected.

"Shoujier, did you get up so early for a run?"

"Eh."

A villager chatted with Su Ran on the field ridge, and then they went about their own business in the morning light.

Although Su Ran is not a sports enthusiast, she feels that she really lacks exercise recently, so she bought a basketball stand in Chuyuan to exercise, returned to her hometown, and went for a run in the morning to exercise for a while.

At first, Su Ran thought that because he didn't like exercise, the system would develop a skill to improve various aspects of the host's body, such as muscle strengthening, reflexes, motor nerves, strength, etc...

not at all.

Later, Su Ran finally understood that there was no reason to just sit back and enjoy the benefits. The body belonged to Su Ran, and so did the health. It was the host's business to love it or not. The system could provide some 'shy skills', but the physical quality was not the same.

The system will not interfere in this aspect and relies on the host to exercise to strengthen the body.

After half an hour of exercise, I was sweating all over and was out of breath from exhaustion. That’s what a nerd is like.

When I got home, I drank a can of ‘Otaku Happy Water’.

"Hiccup~nice!"

He crushed the can and threw it into the trash can. He looked in the mirror and wet the T-shirt that clung to his chest and abdominal muscles. Versailles took a photo and sent it to Xiao Wanqing.

Xiao Wanqing: [Peng Yuyan is having a separate banquet in Linxi Village, right?]

Su Ran: [Wrong, this is Zunlong.]

Xiao Wanqing: [Yes, Daniel said that he has only done makeup for two Chinese people in his life. One is Zun Long who filmed "The Last Emperor", and the other is you Su Ran. If you look carefully, you are quite Zun Long.

, especially the temperament is very similar.]

Su Ran: [Temperament?]

Xiao Wanqing: [Yes, temperament, Zunlong shot The Last Emperor because he has an aristocratic aura about him, and you also have it. When I first met you, it wasn’t that much. After getting along for a long time, I felt that this aristocratic aura became more and more obvious.

.]

Naturally, the most important aspect of the cultivation system is the host's temperament, and he has developed the aristocratic temperament that a god should possess day by day.

Su Ran: [My beloved concubine is right, I am very satisfied and should reward you.]

Xiao Wanqing: [I am your beloved concubine, isn’t that little slut Liu Jinyu the queen? (angry) Su Ran, are you getting more and more playful now, are you going to turn over your name to sleep with you next?]

Su Ran: [Huh?]

Xiao Wanqing: [Huh? Don't have that kind of thought. How can two women serve you at the same time? I tell you, you can't play in the harem, or someone will die.]

Su Ran: [I know, Sister Wanqing.]

Xiao Wanqing: [So good.]

These are just some jokes between the two of them. Although they have slept together and some substantial things have happened, there is no psychological pressure. The love comes naturally when the love is deep. Compared with 'sex', everyone prefers to be careless together.

Playing mindlessly.

In short, you will not let me down, and I will not let you down.

The phone was connected to the background sound in the room. Su Ran took a shower, made breakfast, and kept chatting with Xiao Wanqing about trivial things.

"Shu Laer, come out quickly, there is a dried eel!"

An aunt's voice came from outside.

“What is dried eel?”

"snake!"

Su Ran replied, hung up the phone and rushed out of the yard, "Where is it? I saw it, it's so big and long."

"Be careful."

"It's okay, ma'am, the cauliflower snake is not poisonous."

Su Ran slowly approached, squatted down, stretched out her right hand, and moved her index and middle fingers at high frequency, using the fragrant fingering techniques to attract it to become docile.

"Damn it! It's a male."

The fragrant fingering was only attractive to females. When the snake saw this stupid human provoking it, it turned around and bit it. The hoe fell in mid-air and cut off the head of the cauliflower snake.

"Sister Gao, don't worry when you go to the fields. There are no venomous snakes in Shili. I'm going to make snake soup at noon."

Uncle Qin picked up the cauliflower snake and called Su Ran home with a hammer to get some snake meat to eat.

Although the cauliflower snake is not venomous, it can bite people. Su Ran was really frightened, came to his senses, patted his butt, and followed him back to Uncle Qin's thatched house.

Uncle Qin and Su Ran are neighbors, and their yards are next to each other. They are not from the village, but from outside, and their origin is unknown.

Every village has a village guard, and the village guard of Linxi Village is Uncle Qin.

The village guard is not a bad person, but a little silly, even a little crazy. He knows everything about the village, and will take the initiative to help at weddings, weddings, and weddings in the village. He only needs to help those who stutter, but they are often not regarded as normal people.

Uncle Qin is indeed not normal. He has brain problems. Sometimes he is sane and sometimes crazy. However, if anyone asks him for help, as soon as he agrees, it will be handled properly. Every time Su Ran leaves, he asks Uncle Qin to help look after the yard.

To avoid being caught by thieves, he was also very careful and energetic. As long as there was any movement at night, he would come out with a flashlight to check. Of course, Su Ran did not treat him badly. As long as Su Ran was at home, he would call him if there was something delicious to eat. Before leaving, he would

I would buy him a lot of meat and put it in his refrigerator.

"Uncle Qin, you just told Aunt Gao that there are no venomous snakes within ten miles. What do you mean?"

Su Ran squatted beside the moss-covered stone jar, watching Uncle Qin skillfully cut the snake skin.

"There is a saying that 'one mile of cauliflower snakes, ten miles of non-venomous snakes', do you know?"

"Oh, I have heard that the cauliflower snake is the king of snakes, and other snakes cannot defeat it."

"The main reason for this is that snakes have a keen sense of smell. The cauliflower snake can secrete a smelly liquid that other venomous snakes will avoid. In addition, although it is non-venomous, it has a strong attack power and other snakes cannot beat it.

, so he is known as the King of Snakes."

With that said, Uncle Qin picked up the skinned cauliflower snake and said with a smile: "This snake meat must be paired with the black-bone chicken raised by Gao Da's wife, called Longfeng Soup, so it tastes particularly delicious."

Su Ran understood it as soon as she heard it.

"Okay! I'll do it... Gao Niang, buy me a black-bone chicken..."

Su Ran went to Aunt Gao's yard to catch black-bone chickens.

I bought the black-bone chicken and handed it to Uncle Qin to handle. He also returned to his kitchen and planned to make two more dishes.

Su Ran is a native of Linxi Village. He loves this land and the living atmosphere with strong rural life.

Linxi Village has a small population. There are 183 people in the village's household registration. The 62 permanent residents are all elderly people over 60 and children. The young people are either working outside and have not returned, or they have moved to the city with their families.

, the spacious and bright courtyard in the village is not as good as pigeon eggs.

They like to live in the city, but are reluctant to enjoy the benefits of the countryside, so many of the 183 people moved with their children to Linxi Village before marriage, because they heard that Linxi Village was about to be demolished, and this kind of thing was spread.

It has been several years, and in the past few years, it has been very easy for young people in the village to find wives.

The word "split" is the same as the word "福", which represents happiness and a better life.

noon.

A bottle of Maotai, a pot of snake soup, a pot of pickled fish, and a pot of twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts, the aroma is overflowing.

I tasted a small bowl of snake soup and it was very delicious. I gave him a thumbs up and praised Uncle Qin's craftsmanship. I usually don't do well in cooking normal dishes, but these unorthodox dishes are so delicious.

As we ate, there were more and more people. Some ladies came to pick up the snake meat and then left. Some didn't dare to taste it. Most of them sat down to eat, and some brought sausages and bacon to eat together.

Seeing the sausages and bacon, Su Ran suddenly realized that she had forgotten about it. It was winter vacation and the New Year was coming, so why did she miss out on the New Year’s goods?

Su Ran is a very traditional man, and he was also impressed by the Shan family, so he takes our traditional festivals very seriously. Of course, he does not celebrate festivals just for the sake of celebrating them, but he must live a happy life.

It’s interesting. After my parents passed away in the past two years, I spent the Mid-Autumn Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and New Year’s Eve alone, but they still had a sense of ritual. Moon cakes, rice dumplings, and New Year’s Eve dinner were all just fine.

If you have money, live a better life. If you don't have money, live a normal life. Life will get better day by day. Su Ran thinks so, so there is the Shenhao system. Isn't this little life nourished?

"...Uncle Zhou, your sausage and bacon taste very good. If I hadn't seen it, I almost forgot that I didn't pack sausage and bacon this year. I'll buy some meat and make it back tomorrow morning."

Of course, Su Ran raises chickens and ducks in the yard, and they will stew them for whoever gets pregnant in the future.

But I didn’t feed the pigs.

The pig pen is so smelly and the price of pork is currently low, so there is no need to bother.

It doesn't matter about poultry. Anyway, feed some local chickens and ducks. The taste is very chewy and much better than the raised ones.

And you can pick up two eggs to cook noodles every morning.

Beautiful.

"Why do you want to buy meat from outside? The meat fed by pig farms is not delicious. I also have a 200-pound fat pig in my pig pen. If you want it, I will kill it for you later."

Listening to what Uncle Zhou said, Su Ran nodded with a smile. The pigs his family raised were all fed with feed. In rural areas, almost all the grains grown throughout the year, such as corn, beans, wheat, etc., were brought in for feeding.

People eat very little poultry, and even those who don’t feed poultry still have to plant them when the time comes, and then put them away in the granary. Selling very little, they can’t afford the price. Of course, except for wheat, you can

Use wheat to make dried noodles.

Well, Su Ran's family also has a granary, which contains a lot of corn, rice, and wheat. These were harvested by Su's father and mother two years ago before Su's mother passed away, and the grains were returned to the warehouse.

Of course, since her close relatives had passed away, Su Ran bought a few large jars to put the grains in and sealed them. She never ate them, but only bought rice from outside to eat.

Without him, this is the boy’s last thought.

…

After finishing the meal, with a lingering fragrance in their mouths, the uncles rolled up their sleeves and went to the pig pen at Uncle Zhou's house. With a scream, the second senior brother died.

Su Ran wanted to go up and help carry it out, but some uncles asked him to stand outside because it was dirty inside.

Of course, if Su Ran wants it, there is no need to weigh him alive, he can just stab him to death and then weigh him.

Several uncles pulled out the big fat pig and weighed it. It weighed 238 kilograms. According to the market price of 8 yuan per kilogram, the gross price was 1904 yuan. Su Ran wanted to pay 2000 yuan, and Uncle Zhou wanted 1904 yuan. It was simple.

Uncle Zhou asked his wife to boil water and prepare to dissect the big fat pig on the spot.

Su Ran stopped: "Wait a minute, Uncle Zhou, isn't it said now that you can't kill pigs privately? The same goes for your own pigs. They must be slaughtered in a slaughterhouse to meet the standards. Otherwise, you will be fined if you are found out. According to the news

It was reported that a villager was fined 400 yuan for killing a New Year pig."

"What? What are you talking about? Is it illegal to kill a pig yourself and eat it?"

"yes."

"Bah, what's the matter? I, Zhou Dazhu, don't believe in this evil. I'll kill my pig, come and try to fine me. Su Ran, don't worry about it. This is just messing around. Every household in the countryside kills the pig during the New Year, and he's going to fine me.

Try one?"

"Okay, you go ahead and kill me. I'll take care of anything." Su Ran had actually seen such news, "I'll go to the city to buy something and come back."

Su Ran did not ride a Kawasaki, but drove a Mercedes-Benz Big G because it was easier to load cargo.

Su Ran was thinking about getting some New Year's goods this year, and then she would give some to her uncle, the four little fairies, Shan Weizi, and Wenwen's family to try.

Su Ran has a good handle on human relations and world affairs.

Of course, one pig was not enough, so Su Ran bought dozens of pig trotters, rabbit meat, pork belly, etc., and also bought a lot of leftover ingredients, put them in a basket, and returned home with a full load. She passed by the entrance of Anyang Middle School without stopping, Wen

Wen is in the final exam.

When he got home, Uncle Zhou had already sorted the second senior brother into several large buckets.

Su Ran gave him 200 yuan as wages, which he had to accept, and asked with a smile: "Uncle Zhou, don't you have someone from the inspection department?"

"Look at how timid you are, you are afraid of a hammer."

…

In the afternoon, Su Ran was busy making sausages and bacon. Uncle Qin had gone to the mountain to cut down a lot of cypress pine branches and buds. He lit a fire and covered the cypress buds, and hung the meat in the big iron bucket that the villagers used in turn.

Smoking inside, the cypress buds are fragrant, and the smoked bacon tastes delicious. The old man kept watching, lifting the cloth on top from time to time, and turning the bacon over. Every piece of bacon must be roasted evenly.

The thing in his hand was the Huazi that Su Ran bought for him when he came back.

At this time, Su Ran was making Su's secret sausage.

Spices are the key to determining whether sausage is delicious or not.

12 grams of Sichuan peppercorns, 20 grams of star anise, 2 grams of cloves, 15 grams of cinnamon, 16 grams of cumin, 5 grams of white cardamom, 15 grams of licorice, 5 grams of Amomum villosum, 7 grams of grass fruit, and 3 grams of Bai Zhi. Grind into powder.

, the ratio of 1 tael of spices to 10 pounds of meat.

Su Ran started to give an enema.

Of course, there is also a good thing that can remove the fishy smell and enhance the aroma - high-quality liquor.

Su Ran chose the 30-year-old Feitian Moutai.

The ratio of ten pounds of meat to four ounces of wine.

Su Ran packed a total of 50 kilograms of sausages and used 20 taels of white wine, which is equivalent to 2 bottles of Feitian Moutai. A bottle costs 3,060 yuan, and 2 bottles were used.

It was not that Su Ran was showing off his wealth, but that when he returned to his hometown, he brought three items back in his car.

It must be true, because it is escorted by the fighting power on the tip of the tongue.

The two bottles of Maotai were used up and put aside. Uncle Qin, who was addicted to alcohol, took the beads on the button of the bottle and said that there were still two drops in it.

Moutai sausage, Su Ran feels happy just thinking about it.

Didi didi.

At this time, Ning Wenwen called.

"Why didn't I see you at the school gate?"

"Didn't you say the day before yesterday that I would wait for you at the school gate tomorrow? You didn't say you would do it today too."

"Ah~ (crazy)"

"Hahaha... I'll go home soon after the exam. I'm busy packing sausages and bacon. I'll eat them later. I'll bring them to my uncle and aunt to have a taste."

"Well, okay, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Uncle Qin asked: "Is that the little girl Wenwen?"

Su Ran answered while giving an enema manually: "Yes."

Uncle Qin had a very good impression of the little girl Wenwen. He turned around and looked at the painting "With a Tiger in My Heart, Smell the Roses" on the wall of the courtyard. It was pretty good. One was sixteen years old and the other was eighteen years old. In fact, they were both

There is really an age difference of 1 year and 11 months, they are the same age.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Su Ran packed the sausages, first ran them through boiling water, and then dried them in the yard. He was tired, so Uncle Qin asked him to go back to the house to rest and call you for dinner later.

"good."

Su Ran took a bath and fell asleep. She had to admit that the quality of Su Ran's sleep was really good. She didn't feel anxious or worried. The quality of her sleep was excellent.

After waking up, the sky was dark and there was only a faint smoke from bacon being smoked in the yard.

Su Ran put on a thick down jacket and came to the yard, where she saw Uncle Qin still smoking bacon.

"Uncle Qin, haven't you smoked him yet?"

"It's only a few hours. That's fine. It'll take a while to smoke. Now that you're awake, let's eat."

Uncle Qin had already made the offal of the second senior brother into delicacies.

Hot roasted kidneys, roasted pork intestines, and cold pork heart.

"It smells pretty good. Did you put any flour in Uncle Qin's fat sausage?"

"You..." Uncle Qin knew that Su Ran was very particular about food, "Don't worry, I've washed it a dozen times and it's very clean. If there's poop, just wipe it with paper."

Ha ha……

Su Ran smiled and picked up a piece of sausage.

"How is the taste?"

"It tastes pretty good, but it's been washed too clean and doesn't have the same taste."

"You want it to be clean but also smell good. You have a double standard, don't you?"

"Hey, Uncle Qin, do you still know the word double standard?"

"Why can't I? I can read Douyin and watch the news."

Uncle Qin used to use a senior phone. Later, Su Ran’s OnePlus 9 became useless and was given to him. Just because the OnePlus phone, haha, it was so hot to play the king, so he gave it to Uncle Qin to use it to brush his hair.

Beautiful girls with long legs, but this old man really likes to look at beauties with long legs. He said that he would look at her every day, and if he didn’t look at her for a day, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

"I used to be a teacher."

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true, I'm from Tsinghua University."

"..."

This old man graduated from Tsinghua University. Su Ran didn't believe it, maybe he was going crazy again.

Can those who graduated from Tsinghua University in those years become homeless and come to Linxi Village to work as village guards for decades?

"Why don't you believe this? I really graduated from Tsinghua University. I later went to the countryside to join a team and then returned to the capital to work for several years..."

Uncle Qin said cracklingly.

Su Ran listened, either he was insane or he was sober.

However, this old man likes to read books, and he will read them all day long without even eating.

"Okay, okay, don't explain. I believe it. I believe you graduated from Tsinghua University. Then can you tell me what major you studied?"

"English."

"...Master Qin is here to drink."

"you…"

Uncle Qin knew he didn't believe it when he saw Su Ran's expression.

"Okay, you don't believe it, right? Well, let me read you a paragraph, cough cough cough... listen carefully... Death and life are rid Zig said. Hold your hand and grow old together with you."

What the fuck????

When a person is so shocked that he doesn't know how to describe it in words, the stronger the tone of "fuck", the more outrageous and shocking it becomes. Su Ran is it.

He was completely stunned.

There is nothing earthy about Old Qin's tone, it has a pure British accent, and the most important thing is that it really comes from Uncle Qin's mouth.

This is beyond your imagination.

Su Ran's English is at the average high school level. He didn't major in English in college, so it's only average. Of course, Su Ran is Chinese English. When doing questions, he dares to pat his chest and guarantee that he knows the verb "be" better than Americans.

use.

The spoken language is indeed lacking.

I also need to find an American girl to kiss and improve my speaking skills.

"Su Ran, how's it going?"

Old man Qin threw a peanut into his mouth, took a sip of Maotai, and said with some embarrassment: "I told you that I graduated from Tsinghua University. You must not believe it."

Hiss~

Su Ran took a breath of cold air, but before she could recover, there is still a Tsinghua University student hiding in our village?

A few decades ago, Tsinghua University was the backbone of the country.

"Uncle Qin, have you really been a teacher before?"

"Yes, I worked as a teacher in the imperial capital for a period of time after graduation. Later, I had to go to the mountains and countryside, which delayed some of my graduates. Later, after I returned, I took the civil service exam and became a translator. I went to London and worked as a diplomatic translator for more than ten years.

Work."

Damn it.

Su Ran was really surprised.

If it's not false, it must be true.

"What happened next? Where are your wife and children?"

"Wife? Child?" When Uncle Qin heard these two words, his whole face changed and his eyes became blurry. It seemed that he was stimulated. He smiled stupidly, laughed wildly, and ran away...

"Shumin!"

He shouted at the night sky and fell to the ground.

Su Ran didn't expect to irritate him, so she helped him back to the room.

I thought, if it was true, then there would be traces of where Uncle Qin came from.

Su Ran is very willing to help this crazy old man find his family, but there are still problems. He only knows that his surname is Qin, and he is said to be from Tsinghua University. I don't know what year he was in. He worked as a translator. This is difficult to check.

"Shumin? This should be his wife's name, right?"

With this thought, Su Ran walked out of the room, returned to her small courtyard, drank some wine, and thought about what the English sentence that Old Man Qin just said was?

I only remember the first sentence "What Death and life are rich..."

After searching online, I quickly found the original version.

It's not in English, but a passage from Chinese translated into English.

To be precise, this passage comes from "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Drumming".

【Death and life are rid Zig said. Hold your hand and grow old together with you.】

Su Ran studied it carefully. It was a beautiful line of poetry. Shan Weizi also liked to say this line.

And Old Man Qin speaks the English version, probably because he calls it "Shu Min".

"It turns out that Old Man Qin is a dedicated person like me."

After drinking the wine, the bacon was smoked. I took it out and hung it under the eaves. I went back to the house and lay on the bed and searched for 'Shu Min', 'a famous student from Tsinghua University named Qin', 'a diplomat from Tsinghua University', and 'a translator from Tsinghua University'.

'...There was no news, so I finally searched for 'Xiaobao Talk', watched two videos of female guests being well educated by Xiaobao, and went to sleep.

…

early morning.

Su Ran got up, ran around for a while and came back. She ordered noodles, which were fat sausage noodles and the remaining fat sausage from last night.

While eating noodles, I saw old man Qin coming out of his room.

"Uncle Qin, are you awake?"

"Hey, did I drink too much last night?"

"I didn't drink too much. By the way, Uncle Qin, you said you were from Tsinghua University last night. What class are you in?"

"Tsinghua? What Tsinghua? I'm from Peking University."

Poof~

Su Ran spurted out a mouthful of noodles.

"Then who taught you English?"

"As a Chinese, I don't want to learn the language of birds. I am patriotic."

Ah this...

Boy, this is crazy.

But what is certain is that he was awake last night, and now he is in a semi-crazy state.

Su Ran didn't dare to ask any more questions for fear of irritating him.

I know that he is from Tsinghua University, he has also been a diplomatic translator, and he has been to London. This information is enough. Check it out slowly. If you ask more questions, if it irritates him and makes him really crazy, then the gain will outweigh the loss.

"Uncle Qin, I'm going on a trip later. I still have some meat in the refrigerator. I'll send it to you."

"No, I can just get it myself."

"I'll bring it to you."

Su Ran wanted to take the opportunity to deliver the meat and go to his house to see if there were any clues.

He took the meat and went to his house. The thatched house was very small and dim. Only when he turned on the lights could he see everything in the house clearly. In fact, Su Ran bought everything for him. The so-called "buying" meant that Su Ran's family moved it to him.

of.

This old man is also stubborn. When others give him things, he will throw them out, thinking they are looking down on him, and he will also scold them.

Only Su Ran gave him something, and he was happy.

Blame the old man.

There are classic books such as "The Complete Works of Jin Yong" and "Jin Ping Mei" in the house.

There is also a yellowed photo on the bedside.

Su Ran didn't pay attention to these things before. After all, who would pay attention to what a village guard has in his home, even if it's a photo, he wasn't curious about it. But now that he has a high status, Su Ran is naturally very curious, and the photo is the best.

Can know everything.

Su Ran turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone and rushed up to take a look at the photo stuck on Teresa Teng's poster.

The yellowed photo is very old and a bit faded, but the content inside can be clearly seen.

There are two people in the photo, one is a young man wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and the other is a beautiful girl wearing the school uniform of that era. Everything is what youth should look like.

It should be the white-haired old man Qin next to him when he was young.

"Where is Uncle Qin?"

"Summer Palace."

"Oh, then who is this woman in the photo?"

"Shu Min."

"Who is Shumin?"

"My love."

"oh……"

Now he is a little sober again, and he is looking at the woman in the photo dreamily. Su Ran can read the story in his eyes, but she doesn't dare to ask in detail, fearing that he will be stimulated and go crazy again.

"In what year was it taken?"

"This was taken in 1963 when I was engaged to her. She was very beautiful."

"Well, I can tell. Is she from the Imperial Capital?"

"No, she is from Peiping."

"..."

Su Ran was speechless. Isn't Peking the imperial capital? I went and started going crazy again.

Ask quickly.

"Uncle Qin, what is your full name?"

"Me? My name is Qin Shubao."

"...Oh, I feel numb."

"Uncle Qin, what is your Shumin's surname?"

"Shumin's surname is Liang. Liang Shumin and I met her in London. She was studying abroad in London at the time. She lost her passport and came to the embassy to get a replacement. I got it for her. I fell in love with her at first sight."

love at first sight?

I get it, I'm greedy for other people's bodies.

"Do you know where she lives?"

"Shumin, she lives in my heart."

"..."

This old man can still flirt.

"I'm talking about where she lives in the imperial capital. Do you still remember the address on her household registration?"

"She lives in my heart."

The old man kept repeating this sentence.

"ok, I get it."

After Su Ran took the photo, he had better find a way to find it himself. Even if he knew the address, it seemed of no use. Half a century had passed and the imperial capital had undergone earth-shaking changes, so the address was probably gone long ago.

"Uncle Qin, I'm leaving."

"good."

Old Man Qin looked at the photo infatuatedly and did not look back.

Su Ran went home and tidied up. She packed some sausages and bacon that she had cooked yesterday and took them to Hangzhou so that she could eat them in two days.

Don't worry about the family, Uncle Qin will be responsible for guarding it, mainly to prevent birds and mice from eating.

Of course, Uncle Qin could eat whatever he wanted, and Su Ran didn't care, but the old man was very principled. He would eat only after Su Ran called him and told him to eat, otherwise he would never touch one.

…

On the way to Hangzhou, Su Ran kept thinking about where to start.

I can't think of riding my sister.

It seems that it is necessary to go to the imperial capital.

Imperial Capital.

Su Ran wanted to go together to see Tiananmen, see the national flag being raised, see the Forbidden City, and eat the delicacies of the imperial capital. Well...it seems that there is no delicacy in the imperial capital, only 'authentic' ones.

Whoosh...the plane landed at Hangzhou Airport.

Su Ran walked out of the airport carrying his luggage. The luggage was all meat, not clothes. He didn't bring any clothes.

Ashamed to say...

Shan Weizi said, I bought you several handsome clothes, and there are also many Hanfu for you to wear.

Xiao Wanqing said, I bought you couple clothes, so you don’t need to bring clothes to the Magic City.

Liu Jinyu said, my sister bought you super cool clothes, you will look so handsome in them.

Xie Yin said, I have knitted several sets of Miao costumes for you, and you can wear them when you come.

Ayina said, you deserve to own Uyghur clothing.

So, what kind of clothes does Su Ran need to bring?

To be honest...Su Ran actually doesn't want them to be too nice to her, because if she is too nice to herself, she will always feel guilty and will hurt them in the future.

This is the truest idea.

Without saying much, when I walked out of the airport, I saw a girl in fashionable clothes and waved to me.

Shan Weizi?

Su Ran was stunned and looked at her. She was wearing a short down jacket, a short skirt and a bare leg artifact underneath. Her legs looked very long and perfect.

It's embarrassing to say that Su Ran has slept with her twice. Today is the first time that she saw Shan Weizi's legs look so beautiful.

Nothing else, just because I wear Hanfu every time and can’t see my legs.

And on the bed, you are all naked. Who cares about whether your legs look good? You should pay attention to the beeping, right?

"Why, you don't recognize me?"

Shan Weizi walked up with a smile and walked around in front of Su Ran, causing people passing by to turn around and envy her.

"I really didn't recognize it just now, because you always wear Hanfu, and suddenly you don't notice it when you suddenly wear something normal like this."

"You mean Hanfu is abnormal?"

"That's not what I mean. Hanfu is our traditional Chinese clothing. It's normal. People in Japan wear kimono and Korea wears hanbok. We wear ours, so there's no problem."

"That's right, let's go home."

Bentley Continental leaving the airport.

In the car, Su Ran told Shan Weizi about Old Qin in detail, hoping to get her to give her some advice.

Shan Weizi: "Is there such a powerful person in your village? A graduate of Tsinghua University?"

Su Ran: "Yes, I read a poem in English yesterday."

Shan Weizi: "What poem?"

Su Ran: "Death and life are rid Zig said. Hold your hand and grow old together with you."

Shan Weizi let out an ooh and said, "The bond between life and death is vast, tell me about it. Hold your hand and grow old together with me."

Su Ran: "You know?"

Shan Weizi: "Of course, I like this poem very much. Do you like it?" She looked at Su Ran with a smile.

Su Ran: "I like it."

Shan Weizi: "It's very difficult to find people, and the information is inaccurate. It's best to go to the Imperial Capital to have a look. Didn't you say she is from Tsinghua University? Then go to Tsinghua University and look for her."

Maybe there is information about him, so I have a classmate in Tsinghua University and I will ask him to check it out for you."

Su Ran: "Okay, if you find it, I will reward you with a big meal."

Shan Weizi: "What kind of feast?"

Su Ran: "It's a big, big dinner."

Shan Weizi shyly punched Su Ran, "You're disgusting."

Time passed quickly as we chatted. The car stopped in front of Shan's house. Shan Weizi stepped up the steps, opened the door and shouted: "Grandpa, Su Ran is back."

Su Ran:......

This is a sense of déjà vu, as if the husband is working away from home and the daughter-in-law is finally looking forward to coming back.

"Su Ran, how about taking a look at this calligraphy I wrote?"

In the yard, the old man called out, and Su Ran responded, handed the luggage to Shan Weizi, and came to the old man to look at his calligraphy.

"how?"

"This..." Su Ran looked at what was written and said, "Slut!"

puff……

The old man burst out laughing.

"This is called magnanimity, Su Ran, did you do it on purpose?"

"It's very similar. I can't rule out the possibility that someone wrote this kind of cursive script, and there was an element of deliberate misleading in it."

The old man nodded, "Then you write one."

"good."

Su Ran took the pen and ran it over the paper, then finally put it away and asked, "How?"

At this time, Sister Piaopiao walked out of the house. She was still wearing a cheongsam. This one had a moderate slit and was not as high as before. She swayed over and walked over, blinking her eyes and looking at the words: "

A good dog floats on water? Su Ran, what did you write, and next to it it said slut?"

"Mom, don't talk if you don't understand." Shan Weizi came over and said, "This one says magnanimity, this one says 'the scenery here is unique', what are you talking about?"

Liu Piaopiao: "Did I say something wrong?"

Su Ran: "Well...actually what I wrote is really good."

Liu Piaopiao: "I give you a thumbs up."

Shan Weizi: "Su Ran, you are very good at coaxing my mother, right?"

Su Ran: "Sister Piaopiao is your mother, of course I have to coax her, right, old man."

The old man said: "Both of you need to be coaxed. Let's go in and eat."

Su Ran: "Isn't Uncle Shan coming back?"

"Who is Uncle Shan? There is no such person."

Liu Piaopiao finished speaking coldly and walked into the restaurant angrily.

Su Ran knew from the tone that there was a quarrel.

Well, the mother-in-law and the father-in-law were quarreling, and Su Ran didn't intervene.

"Let's go, don't worry about them. They will quarrel every three days and settle down at night."

Shan Weizi pulled Su Ran into the dining room.

During lunch, Shan Weizi said something about the old man’s 70th birthday the day after tomorrow. Many people from the art world will come there, it will be a party, and Liu Buqun will come to Hangzhou this afternoon.

The old man smiled and said: "Su Ran, I showed some of my good friends your paintings. They all admired you very much and said that you are a rare talent."

"you flatter me."

Su Ran is no longer reserved. Every time she is reserved, it makes people feel like she is pretending.

To be honest, after Su Ran inherited Tang Yin's painting skills, one can imagine.

However, no matter how good the painting is, if it is not operated, it will be useless.

Do all paintings at auction sell well if they are well painted? There is no level in art. Operations are more valuable, and dead ones are more valuable. Let’s speculate. They hyped up Master Zhang and then speculated on Master Liu.

Shan Changqing's paintings are increasing year by year because the older they get, the more collectors look forward to them, which is very realistic.

"...By the way, I remembered. I have sausages and bacon in my box. I need to take them out to dry."

"Don't go, Weizi, come and have a drink."

The old man held Su Ran down while Shan Weizi and Liu Piaopiao went to take out the new year's goods to dry.

The old man really likes Su Ran. He appreciates some small details like this very much. He really regards him as his grandson-in-law.

After meal.

Su Ran and Shan Weizi returned to the small courtyard.

"You asked my grandpa what gift he likes?"

On the antique bed, Shan Weizi was riding on Su Ran's back and massaging him. While massaging him, she was thinking: "You suddenly asked such a question, which really shocked me. I'll think about it..."

Shan Weizi knew that Su Ran didn't want to give too ordinary gifts.

"By the way, I remembered that my grandfather didn't lack anything and had everything. His favorite things were the two dishes my grandma cooked for him."

"What dish? I'll turn it over."

"Why are you turning around? It's broad daylight, that's all."

Shan Weizi held Su Ran down and let him lie down like this, and continued: "My grandpa said that he went to a restaurant to eat, which was opened by my grandma's house. There was no menu in the restaurant. My grandpa happened to be a painter that day.

I was feeling uncomfortable, so I ordered food at a restaurant and asked the waiter, my grandma, what dishes she had. They had whatever my grandma said. If you ordered whatever you wanted, my grandfather would make things difficult for them, saying, "Everything is available, right?"

You bring me a portion of Tang Monk meat and dragon meat."

Su Ran: "Your grandfather was not kicked out?"

Shan Weizi: "No, my grandma's restaurant is doing very well. She thought it was the people from the restaurant next door who were looking for trouble, so she said they had those two dishes!"

Su Ran: "Ah? What happened next?"

Shan Weizi: "Later, my grandma actually served Tang Monk meat and dragon meat on the table, and my grandpa ate them wholeheartedly."

Su Ran: "So powerful?"

Shan Weizi: "Yes, I often hear my grandpa say that he misses the two dishes my grandma made. But my grandma died early, and it has been decades, and my grandpa has never eaten them again."

Su Ran: "Do you know how to make Tang Monk meat and dragon meat?"

Shan Weizi: "I don't know, but I'm sure it's not real Tang Monk meat, nor is it real dragon meat."

Su Ran thought for a while, this is interesting, he is a foodie.

Tang monk meat, dragon meat, I really want to try it.

"uncertain!"

"What's not certain?"

"What I'm saying is that Tang Monk's meat doesn't necessarily mean there is none."

"ah?"

"Let's go! I'll take you to catch Tang Monk."

Su Ran rolled over and got out of bed.

"Ah? Is there really Tang Monk?"

"Of course, believe me that the meat of Tang Monk must be real and not fake. Let's go!"

"good."

Su Ran took Shan Weizi out of the small courtyard and drove away to catch Tang Monk.