Light the fire and the soup in the pot will start rolling quickly.

People in northern Xinjiang eat hot pot simply. In fact, strictly speaking, what northern people eat cannot be called hot pot, it is boiled mutton.

The real hot pot is in Sichuan. Of course, it is now called Chongqing.

Just like Beijing is in Hebei but we cannot say Hebei, they belong to two completely different geographical concepts.

There is clear soup in the pot, and the toppings for dipping are simple. Just soy sauce, vinegar, a little minced garlic, and fried chili segments.

Ye Yuze Ye Yuze ate this meal as happily as ever before!

It was only after he was full that Ye Yuze remembered why Wan's mother suddenly wanted to treat him to dinner? They were not familiar with it, right?

Mother Wan seemed to see the doubts in his heart and explained with a smile:

"When I went to the factory today to tell you about your idea yesterday, the sisters went crazy! They asked me to thank you one after another."

Ye Yuze didn't expect that he could get delicious food with just a casual word. He really said that he could have more of this kind of thing.

Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but feel proud after hearing what Wan's mother said.

"Mother Wan, don't you know? It was his idea to build the pencil box factory in the infrastructure company!"

Wan's mother looked at her doubtfully. "Isn't that political commissar Liu's political achievements? That's why he was promoted."

Nowadays, the Pencil Box Factory of the Infrastructure Company, not to mention the regiment, is not known to the entire corps? Even the regiment and the division have become famous.

I heard that it is sold by mouth, and the sales are quite good.

It's just that Wan's mother has no children at home, so she has never seen this thing.

Because Zhao Ling'er cared about Ye Yuze, she naturally inquired about his affairs very clearly.

So I vividly mixed what I heard from my father and what I knew in the infrastructure company, and added my own polish.

Ye Yuze is completely portrayed as a superman wearing his underpants outside.

Ye Yuze was a little confused when he heard this. "Who is she talking about?"

"Then you have to talk to Auntie about what we, the slave factory, should do."

After listening to Zhao Ling'er's narration, Wan's mother immediately shocked Ye Yuze as a god! This is a common problem among women.

If another man were to listen to Zhao Ling'er's vague description at this moment, he would definitely end with two words, that is, "Bullshit!"

Since Zhao Ling'er said that she was omnipotent, Ye Yuze would naturally not lower his worth easily.

He smiled and said to Wan's mother: "When you have time, take me to the factory to have a look, and I will give you appropriate suggestions based on the actual situation."

Wan’s mother stood up and pulled him out, then turned to Aunt Gan and shouted:

"Xiao Gan, please tidy up and lock the door!"

There was no one with such a fiery personality, so Ye Yuze could only walk outside honestly.

The deputy factory was in a courtyard on the westernmost side of the regiment headquarters. Ye Yuze was surprised when he saw the courtyard.

This place is obviously much larger than the auditorium of the Infrastructure Company. There are two factories alone, and each one is bigger than the auditorium.

Entering the factory, there are dozens of electric sewing machines alone, plus overlocking machines and some supporting machinery, and the two workshops take up more than half.

The factory that occupies half of the room is a big one, used for panel making and cutting.

This is a wonderful small clothing factory! It is far from comparable to those clothing workshops of later generations.

After looking around, Ye Yuze felt confident. He smiled and said to Wan's mother:

"Auntie, just send someone to the provincial capital to buy and copy all the clothing styles you can buy."

Mother Wan was stunned for a moment, and then she was overjoyed. This doll is really not given for free! Everyone can think of this idea, but why can't anyone think of it?

In fact, Ye Yuze's idea was piracy.

But at that time, there was no such thing as copyright, let alone patent. Ye Yuze just took advantage of it.

After class in the afternoon, Ye Yuze followed Zhao Ling'er back home. He came to ask Aunt Gan for the textbook for the third grade of junior high school.

Unfortunately, the textbooks for the first semester of the third year of junior high were all old, so we could only find a new set of textbooks for the second half of the third semester.

Ye Yuze was satisfied with this and went back to the dormitory without eating. He still wanted to eat that barbecue, it was so delicious!

But no one went with him this time. Several people looked at him with sad faces, which made Ye Yuze confused.

Xiaoga kept saying: "What can I eat if I don't have money? I can only eat three times a month. Otherwise, I won't even be able to eat steamed buns!"

Ye Yuze suddenly realized that this was the reason!

He waved his hand generously. "Come on, I'm going to treat you today, two skewers per person!"

Xiaoga was even more happy. "Ye Yuze, give me your meal ticket. I'll make you steamed buns, so you don't have to queue up!"

Ye Yuze naturally agreed to such a good deed, took out two meal tickets and handed them to him. Several people ran away in a hurry.

Generally speaking, it takes more than half an hour to make meals, and there are so many boarding students in the school who all line up to make meals.

Today, I came back in just ten minutes. I guess I was so greedy that I rushed back and forth all the time.

Several people walked out of the dormitory, only to see a figure standing on the roadside looking at them. Ye Yuze couldn't help but feel dizzy. Who else could it be if it wasn't Zhao Ling'er?

When he came back, he said that Xiao Ga was even more unwell, and he was worried about it, so he came back to take a look.

As a result, Xiaoga is now running more happily at the front. Doesn't he look uncomfortable at all?

"Ye Yuze!"

Before Ye Yuze could think of what to say, Zhao Ling'er had already rushed over and pointed at Xiaoga.

"What's wrong with him?"

Xiaoga looked at Zhao Ling'er inexplicably, wondering what she was talking about?

Ye Yuze quickly winked at him.

"He had a stomachache just now, but it will be better now."

Zhao Ling'er was reluctant. "Why did it heal so quickly?"

Xiaoga was also very smart. When he saw Ye Yuze's eyes, he understood what was going on. He quickly answered:

"It hurt just now! But Ye Yuze said he would treat me to barbecue!"

Ye Yuze pointed at him angrily and was speechless for a long time. Is this really a suitable reason?

Who is sick and can hear that they will be cured by eating barbecue? Even if you say that you will be cured by eating it, you can make it right.

However, Zhao Ling'er obviously didn't pay much attention to Xiao Ga's reasons for recovery. Obviously, the barbecue attracted her more.

He immediately grabbed Ye Yuze's arm and shouted:

"Okay Ye Yuze, carry me on your back to eat delicious food, right? I'll go too!"

Ye Yuze quickly nodded in agreement, he really couldn't afford to offend this little aunt.

Zhao Ling'er was jumping and walking beside Zhao Ling'er. Although she was obviously taller than Ye Yuze, she seemed much smaller than Ye Yuze.

At this time, she had already forgotten that she was ordered by her mother to come to see how Xiao Gagen was doing. By the way, she asked Ye Yuze to go back for dinner.

The group happily walked to the square of the building. It was relatively early today and the sun had just set. The old man obviously did not expect that they would come again today. He was still busy putting on the meat skewers.

Their kebabs are not marinated in advance at all, they just cut the meat and thread it directly.
Chapter completed!