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Volume 1 Countryside 110 Four Seasons Dish

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    Near the door of the house, Wang Baoyu saw the purebred wolf dog. The hair on the top of its head was black, and its eyes were alert and fierce. Seeing Wang Baoyu, the wolf dog immediately felt like it was facing a formidable enemy, crawling on its front paws.  On the ground, he roared in a low voice and bared a row of white dog teeth. This posture was much more ferocious than the big yellow dog that died unjustly in Ye Lianxiang's family.

    "This is Heizi, that's what my dad calls him. I gave him another name, Doug." Cheng Xueman said with a smile.

    "Doug, dog, this is a good name, very foreign, and it sounds like the name of a powerful guy!" Wang Baoyu said to Cheng Xueman, giving a thumbs up.

    Cheng Xueman was made to giggle by Wang Baoyu. It took him a long time to hold back his laughter and said, "Old classmate, you are still as humorous as before. Come in quickly!"

    Cheng Xueman opened the door and saw Cheng Guodong wearing an apron and busy on the stove. When he saw Wang Baoyu come in, he said with a smile: "Xiao Wang is here, come in quickly, don't look outside, sit down wherever you want."  !¡±

    This scene somewhat surprised Wang Baoyu. In Wang Baoyu's eyes, Cheng Guodong was very tall, but now he was dressed like this. How many secretaries in the world could do this and cook meals for his daughter with his own hands? Cheng Xueman really  very happy.

    In fact, judging from the way Cheng Xueman is dressed, we can tell that she is a young lady who opens her mouth when she eats and stretches out her hands when she wears clothes.  When she was in school, Wang Baoyu heard something about Cheng Xueman's family situation. Cheng Xueman's mother passed away when she was very young, and her father, Cheng Guodong, has never been found again. Perhaps this is the reason why Cheng Xueman has no mother.  , Cheng Guodong loves this only daughter particularly.

    Wang Baoyu followed Cheng Xueman to the east room. This room was about fifty square meters, with a red carpet on the floor and surrounded by the most popular high and low cabinets. In one corner of the room, there was a room that could only sleep two people.  There was a small fire bed, and in the other corner was a large flowerpot with an unnamed green plant planted in it.

    In the middle of the room, there was an antique wooden round table. Cheng Xueman politely asked Wang Baoyu to sit on a wooden chair beside the table. Wang Baoyu was not polite to her and sat down generously.

    Cheng Xueman also moved a small round stool and sat on it. Wang Baoyu immediately smelled a faint scent of perfume on Cheng Xueman's body. It should be a relatively high-end perfume. It does not irritate the nose, but makes people feel very comfortable.  .  I wonder if other boys will smell this smell?  What kind of perfume should a student wear? Wang Baoyu couldn't help but feel jealous in his heart, and he thought about it randomly.

    ¡°Old classmate, I heard that you can read fortune tellers, show me your palms!¡± Cheng Xueman stretched out a delicate palm and said.

    "Hey, you are a future college student, how can you believe this! When we were in school, the teacher said that you have to control your own destiny." Wang Baoyu said with a smile, he didn't want to give Cheng Xueman here  Look at the face, otherwise if Cheng Guodong sees it, he will think that he is up to no good.

    "Let's watch and play!" Cheng Xueman's tone was obviously coquettish. Wang Baoyu felt as if there was an electric current passing through his body and was a little dizzy. He calmed down and said: "The biggest taboo in fortune telling is  If the heart is not sincere, it will not work.¡±

    Cheng Xueman took his hand back and pouted, "You just don't want to show it to me. You're stingy. Do you still want to accept my reward?"

    If this sentence comes from other people's mouth, Wang Baoyu may be a little angry, but when it comes from Cheng Xueman's mouth, Wang Baoyu not only is not angry, but actually feels that there is a kind of cuteness that makes people feel hurt when holding it in their hands.  impulse.

    "Xueman, I am also a grassroots cadre now. It is not good to engage in these so-called feudal superstitions in front of big leaders." Wang Baoyu explained frankly.

    When Cheng Xueman heard this, he said nonchalantly: "You're talking about my dad! I never thought he was a leader. In this family, I am the boss!"

    At this time, Cheng Guodong, who was wearing an apron, opened the door and came in with four dishes on a large tray, and then skillfully placed the dishes on the table. Wang Baoyu took a look and found that these dishes were really not familiar.

    Wang Baoyu stood up nervously to help, and Cheng Guodong greeted him kindly: "Xiao Wang, don't be polite at home. You and Xiao Man can chat casually for a while, and we will have dinner soon."

    "Dad, hurry up, I'm already hungry!" Cheng Xueman urged, and Cheng Guodong repeatedly promised to hurry up, showing his doting affection.

    While Cheng Guodong turned around and went to the kitchen, Wang Baoyu couldn't help but ask, "Should we go to the kitchen to do something?"

    Cheng Xueman chuckled when she heard it, and said: "No need, besides, I don't like the smell of oil smoke. Once I go in, my hair and clothes will be contaminated. But I am a mouth-but-hand person, so I ordered these dishes.  How about it?"

    ?Only then did Wang Baoyu pay attention to the dishes. After looking at them for a long time, he didn't quite understand them. They didn't look like the ones he usually eats. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "Xue Man, what kind of dishes are these? I seem to have never seen them before."  "

    Cheng Xueman said with a smile: "Of course you won't see it, because these dishes are all invented by me, and they are my favorite. This green dish is called Spring Green Earth, and it is made by mashing broccoli.  Then mix in the shredded pork; this red round patty, called Summer Like Fire, is a piece of veal slowly fried with cumin; this yellow dish, called Autumn Whispers, is fried snow peas and egg yolks  Together; the last white dish is called Snowflake Manwu, which is diced white radish sprinkled with sugar. "

    Cheng Xueman said so much in one breath, which made Wang Baoyu a little dumbfounded. He chuckled and said, "I have eaten all the seasons in my stomach at once." After Cheng Xueman heard this, he smiled proudly again.  .

    Although Wang Baoyu praised it verbally, he was thinking in his heart, no matter how fancy the name of this dish is, it will turn into a smelly shit when you eat it. Damn it, it is really delicious. The name has it.  What's the use?

    ¡°This is called food culture, which means food also has cultural connotations.¡± Cheng Xueman said proudly.

    Wang Baoyu said: "I don't understand these things. I only know that you are not hungry when you are full, and you can't even catch a cow's tail if you don't eat."

    ¡°In remote and poor areas, having enough to eat is the highest state of life. However, with the development of the economy, people¡¯s needs will progress, and they will rise from the pursuit of material life to the pursuit of spiritual life. Culture is this  An important link in the process," Cheng Xueman said eloquently.
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