Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

After talking to Niu Zhijun, Wang Weidong pushed his bicycle to the factory gate.

Not long after, he saw Nan Yi's figure, and Wang Weidong immediately waved to him.

"Master Nan, this way!"

Nan Yi heard Wang Weidong's voice, walked towards him, and asked with a smile: "How long have you been waiting?"

Wang Weidong shook his head: "No, I heard that Factory Director Yang went to find you. Is he trying to persuade you to go back to the chef class?"

Nan Yi nodded: "He did look for me, but they can't let me go up and down whenever they want, and punish me for cleaning the toilet for a few years for no reason. There has to be an explanation, right?"

"Really, have we negotiated terms?"

"Of course, if you don't clarify what happened before, I won't be the leader of the chef class. Do you really think I'm a stranger?"

Nan Yi had a stern look on his face, so the factory director personally came to invite him back, which was enough to give him face.

The only pity is that Deputy Director Li has been suspended, otherwise I really want to see his expression now.

The two of them walked to the vegetable market while talking. To make braised pork, meat alone is not enough, but also other ingredients.

Originally, Nanyi said they had supplements, but Wang Weidong insisted on buying them himself.

It’s not just cooking one or two meals, why should I ask Nan Yi for it every day?

When they returned to the courtyard, both of them were carrying a lot of bottles and cans.

As soon as he entered, Nan Yi was stunned when he saw the broken door of Wang Weidong's house.

"Master Wang, what's going on with your gate?"

"Forget it, I met a weird neighbor who broke my door in the middle of the night. I'll find someone to repair it when I'm free another day."

Nan Yi shook his head when he heard this and said: "I'm afraid your door is not easy to repair. This door seems to be a thousand-year-old golden nanmu. It's hard to find now, and it's very expensive if you have it. It's better to just replace it with two new ones."

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"I don't care, someone will pay for it anyway. Whatever it is originally, he has to make it look like that for me."

As soon as Nan Yi heard this, he knew something was going on here.

But he was not a gossip, so he didn't ask any more questions.

After entering the house, he turned on the coal stove and sat the iron pot on the red flame.

Just started to get busy.

What Nanyi is going to make is braised pork with taro, which is a famous dish from western Guangdong.

The main ingredients are taro and pork belly. The requirements for pork belly must be three layers of meat, and the meat must be firm and square in shape.

The pork rewarded by the system to Wang Weidong came from Dingsanshiwang Yiyun Pig Farm.

It is said that they are all artistic pigs and can sing.

It exactly meets this condition.

Put the pork in a pot of cold water, add ginger and green onion, and after the pork is cooked, take it out and dry it.

Use a bamboo skewer to poke holes in the pig skin, then apply a layer of seasoning and marinate for a while.

After that, the meat is put into hot oil and fried until it turns color, then taken out and soaked in cold water.

Taking advantage of this gap, Nan Yi cut the taro skin that had been peeled off into thick slices.

Then throw it into the hot oil where the pork was fried before and fry slowly.

Even before the pork belly is ready, the delicious aroma has already spread throughout the yard.

Everyone is poor these days, let alone peanut oil, even if it is lard, they usually eat it sparingly and are not willing to use it for frying food.

Wang Weidong still has the old habit of opening the door and windows before cooking, so that the neighbors in the courtyard can fully feel his happiness.

Eating meat without anyone watching is like eating vegetables without adding salt.

In the past, Wang Weidong's cooking could only entice people's stomach.

Today, Nanyi cooks in person, with power X20.

The neighbors were immediately gripped by the smell and couldn't help but come out.

After a while, the window was crowded with people, all of them slurping their mouths.

"This is to make braised pork! It's really luxurious to fry it with so much oil."

"Who says it's not the case? It's true that Wang Weidong spends all day tossing out these delicacies and doesn't know how to let his neighbors try them."

"What good thing are you thinking of? If it were you, would you give it to me?"

"Aba, aba aba, aba aba aba."

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Being so close, Wang Weidong heard all the sour words of his neighbors and didn't care at all.

If you can’t eat it, why don’t you feel sour?

The arrival of the neighbors did not affect Nan Yi. He sliced ​​the previously fried pork and put it into a large bowl with one piece of meat and one piece of taro.

Then pour a layer of seasoning on top, throw in a few star anise and bay leaves, put it into the pot and steam it over high heat.

Seeing the pot lid closed, the neighbor outside the window felt a little regretful and took a few deep breaths of the aroma.

Then they took their children home.

There's no point in being greedy, they won't give you half a piece.

If you don't leave, the child will start to make a fuss by the time the pork belly comes out of the pot.

Nan Yi was not surprised to see so many people. When he cooked in the past, there were always many people watching.

The meat had to be steamed for half an hour. Nan Yi didn't intend to sit idle. He and Wang Weidong bought so much ingredients and couldn't waste it.

Wang Weidong didn't just watch Nan Yi do it, he was also busy with his own affairs.

Pork is best eaten with rice. The system gave him a bag of authentic Wuchang rice when he signed in earlier.

I was reluctant to eat it, so I just took it out to serve Nan Yi.

But he didn't plan to use the ordinary steaming method, but planned to make a pot of stewed rice.

Just use some corn kernels, pea kernels and carrots as ingredients.

The rice made this way is also fragrant and goes well with the pork belly.

More than half an hour later, when the pork and rice were cooked, you could smell the aroma not to mention the courtyard, even the yard next door.

Jia family.

Jia Xudong, Xiao Dang, and Xiao Huaihua were all so hungry that their hearts were pressed against their backs.

At noon, the eldest mother saw that Xiao Dang and Xiao Huaihua were pitiful, so she brought them some porridge.

But Jia Xudong was not so lucky.

Xiaodang and Huaihua drank the porridge completely, not even leaving any rice for him.

Jia Xudong could only use the peanuts that Bangge had brought from Shazhu House to support him.

But the peanuts had been stored for at least a month, and their taste had already deteriorated. Some of them even had white hairs growing on them, and they tasted musty.

At this time, I smelled the fragrance coming from outside and swallowed several mouthfuls in succession.

"Young man, go out and see what delicious food Wang Weidong's bastard has cooked up."

"Oh~"

Xiaodang responded and ran out immediately.

Walking to the outside of Wang Weidong's house with a pair of short legs, Xiao Dang happened to see Wang Weidong and Nan Yi enjoying a meal inside.

Her little eyes rolled, and she was about to go in and have a drink.

A voice came from behind.

"Xiaodang, what are you doing here?"

Xiaodang turned around and saw an aunt supporting the deaf old lady, walking tremblingly this way.

When he saw his eldest mother, Xiaodang's face was a little surprised, but when he saw the deaf old lady next to her, the surprise turned into horror.

She didn't even answer the aunt, she just turned around and ran away.

The eldest mother looked at Xiao Dang's back and frowned: "What the hell is this kid doing?"

"Leave her alone, it's more important to find Wang Weidong!" the deaf old lady said calmly.

In the house.

Wang Weidong picked up a piece of fat and thin meat, glistening with oil, and put it in his mouth.

It's full of meaty flavor, not too yummy...

Nan Yi also ate so hard that his eyes narrowed.

I haven’t had such good food in years!

"Wang Weidong! Can we chat for a few words?"

A cold voice came from outside the door.