"Is Xiao Mengla fun? I see Qingcheng has posted several updates~"
Hua Shiyuan opened the window a little, letting the evening breeze sneak into the confined space.
During the days when Gu Yun was on a business trip, although Hua Shiyuan did not pester him and talk on the phone every day as before, she was always paying attention to his movements.
Shen Qingcheng's activities on DouLe and her stop-and-go trip to Southeast Asia have long been remembered by Hua Shiyuan.
Even with all the conveniences in the information age, there are still shortcomings.
It was obviously a trip for three people, but as soon as it was shared, I don’t know how many people also participated in the whole process.
"It's okay, but the local food tastes just average, not half as delicious as what you make."
Gu Yun intertwined one hand with Hua Shiyuan's fingers, turned his head and answered seriously.
"You said some nice words to coax me again, bad man."
Hua Shiyuan seemed to curl her lips slightly in disbelief, but her heart felt as sweet as honey.
"We only have pork ribs at home. What else do you want to eat? Do you want to go to the vegetable market to buy some?"
"I can do that. If you want to go shopping, I'll go with you."
Gu Yun turned the car around and drove towards the East Lake Tianyue Community.
Not far from high-end residential areas, there is often a large-scale vegetable market, which focuses on fresh food. Unlike the morning market or wholesale vegetable market, this kind of vegetable market is still busy in the evening.
"Did you really drink that viper wine?"
Hua Shiyuan raised her chin slightly and looked at Gu Yun with a half-smile.
"Well, I had a small drink."
Gu Yun nodded, recalling the moment when he bravely poured the wine into his mouth carefully, and couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.
"How does it feel? I feel sick just watching the video Qingcheng took, and you actually drank it?"
Hua Shiyuan immediately raised her voice. It turns out that men have gone to any lengths to make up for it?
Being able to drink wine made from such a scary living animal really underestimated Gu Yun's determination.
"I don't feel anything. Don't read the comments from netizens on Dou Le. They are all nonsense. If it was really that effective, this wine would have been sold out long ago. What's the matter with sildenafil!"
There was another red light at the end of the street, facing Hua Shi's round and narrow gaze, even though Gu Yun was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he couldn't resist it.
He would not say that this glass of wine was actually very effective and played a decisive role in fighting against the world that day. In the evening, Cheng Yingying and Shen Qingcheng took turns to challenge, but were defeated by him alone.
Good mountains, good water, good wine!
Unfortunately, live animals are not allowed on the plane, and the Golden Triangle does not provide services such as packaging and express delivery, so Gu Yun can only give up.
"Oh~"
Hua Shiyuan pursed her lips and stopped talking, leaving only a slight smile at the corners of her eyes.
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The SUV moved forward slowly and entered the largest vegetable market near the community.
Gu Yun found a parking space and stopped, holding Hua Shiyuan's little hand, and walked into the door of the vegetable market.
Gu Long once said that when a person loses hope in life, let him go to the vegetable market.
Because no matter how devastated a person is, as soon as he enters the vegetable market and truly smells the fireworks of the world again, he will definitely re-emerge a trace of love for life.
"It's so lively..."
As a man of two generations, Gu Yunjia had never visited the vegetable market a few times.
"Yes, I especially like to visit the vegetable market. I don't necessarily have to buy anything. I just feel happy when I go shopping."
Hua Shiyuan took Gu Yun's arm, skillfully pulled off a plastic bag, opened it, opened her mouth and blew into it.
There are fresh fruits and vegetables in front of me that make me feel happy. Just standing there makes me feel healed.
Research shows that the color of food can affect people's blood pressure, pulse and breathing rate.
Rich food colors can also make people feel energetic, happy and relaxed.
Bright red and round peppers, emerald green vegetables, shiny and plump eggplants, these colorful and neatly arranged foods can instantly cure good people's bad moods.
Even if you are not good at cooking, when you see these colorful fresh foods, you will start to imagine the dishes and taste in your mind.
This unique pyrotechnic atmosphere can help people quickly escape from the virtual world and start focusing on life here and now.
"Auntie, how much does this broccoli cost per pound?"
"4 yuan a pound."
The two of them walked deeper and deeper. Hua Shiyuan let go of Gu Yun's arm, holding the bag with one hand and picking with the other. He interacted frequently with the aunts and uncles selling vegetables, blending in with the bustling crowd.
Along the way, Hua Shiyuan introduced to Gu Yun how fresh the fish and shrimp in front of him were and how delicious they would be after cooking.
When she said these words, there was light in her eyes, as bright as the rising sun on the sea.
Just as watching Vlogs can make people feel "connected with other people's lives," the wet market is a natural window for observing other people's lives up close.
Gu Yun was not very good at bargaining with vendors. He rarely cooked with his own hands. Naturally, he did not know the seasonal prices of various vegetables and meats. He could only help Hua Shiyuan carry things while following her.
dance to tune.
The brother who is preparing to cut the beef bones, the girl who is taking stock of the oysters...
Young people who are under tremendous pressure in life can easily see all kinds of serious people around them in the vegetable market and draw strength from them to move forward.
Unlike everyone in the office who is calm and restrained, the market is noisy and lively.
"The little girl is here again? The hairy crabs are fresh today. Would you like some?"
"Hey, hey, that store's tofu is more tender and better."
The friendly greetings from the vendors, the secret reminders from the grocery shopping aunts, and all the interactions and goodwill between people all happen naturally in the vegetable market.
"Why do they all know you?"
Gu Yun suddenly discovered that Hua Shiyuan, who often visited the vegetable market, seemed to have become a regular customer here unknowingly. Although everyone did not know her name, familiarity was the biggest discount.
"In the future, if you get up early to buy vegetables a few times, the stall owners will also know you. They are very enthusiastic."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hua Shiyuan stuck out her tongue and talked about her feelings about the wet market. Enthusiasm is definitely a word that cannot be avoided.
In the wet market, each stall is highly personalized, and its temperament is the temperament of the stall owner, which also extends many non-standardized additional services.
Unlike supermarkets, where online shopping has a fixed process, these benefits beyond standardization allow people to experience the intimate connection between strangers.
"I have a stall that I often visit. Every time I go there, my aunt will give me a handful of green onions. I haven't bought vegetables for a while, but when I go there again, my aunt still recognizes me and gives me green onions. This makes me feel particularly warm.
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After buying a lot of things that she wanted to eat, Hua Shiyuan's steps became noticeably lighter. She even hummed a ditty with every step she took. Her joy was palpable.
"Boss, please weigh this fish."
After comparing several fish sellers, Hua Shiyuan pointed at a fish in front of a stall and said.
"Okay, do you want to help me deal with it?"
"You want what you want."
Hua Shiyuan nodded. It was indeed a bit difficult for a delicate girl to handle live fish.
The stall owner weighed the fish, and Gu Yun stepped forward to pay. He then took the fish and gave it to the fish killer on the side.
The fish killer wore a dirty apron and rubber shoes, stepping in the sewage.
Take the fish out of the bag, then squat down, hold the tail of the fish with your left hand, and use the scale-removing stick with your right hand to hit the fish's head.
With two bangs, the struggling fish tail stopped.
Then, the fish killer pressed the button on the scale-removing stick and scraped off the fish scales in the opposite direction. The fish scales flew in all directions, and one piece stuck to his forehead.
After cleaning the fish scales, the fish killer picked up the knife on the ground and cut open the fish's belly, neatly took out the internal organs, pulled out the fish's gills and threw them aside.
He stood up and took the plastic bag, threw the fish in and handed it over.
The whole process takes about one and a half minutes.
The evening sun has not yet set, and its light shines through the transparent dome of the market, and the fish scales on the fish killer's forehead glow with bright colors, twinkling.
This is probably what life is like.
Even if the environment is muddy, it can still produce a variety of colors.
"No wonder you like visiting the vegetable market so much. I suddenly understand a little bit today."
Seeing Hua Shiyuan jumping up and down, Gu Yun was infected with a bit of happiness.
Yes, embracing the fireworks in the streets and alleys with the one you love is like escaping from the secular world and stepping into a more concrete world.
Gu Yun, like most busy young people in this era, walked into the vegetable market and suddenly discovered that life was so specific for the people there, it was all about what to eat and how to eat it next.
There are no dazzling methodologies, no chasing KPIs, and no abstract concepts that we are busy chasing every day.
Everything is subtle and specific: a fresh vegetable, a heap of spice from star anise.
Here, you can temporarily escape from the grand and rational busy life, and really stop and stop in the details of life.
"So, I am very grateful for this job, which allows me to have time to cook by myself every day."
After Hua Shiyuan finished shopping, two people and four hands were filled with large and small plastic bags and returned home with a full load.
Whether it’s the fresh and colorful fruits and vegetables, or the friendly and enthusiastic crowds, behind the attraction of the vegetable market, people seem to be seeking some sense of control in the chaotic life.
Post-industrial society is more like a huge machine, in which individuals are very passive and unable to control it.
As a screw, you don't know what others ask you to do, and you don't know where you will be thrown.
Busy work is uncontrollable; virtual social networks are unreal; the world is changing too fast, and people will be left behind by the times at any time; even the body cannot be controlled by itself, and they are too timid to read the physical examination report.
But in the vegetable market, the meat is on the eucalyptus and the vegetables are in the basket, everything is appropriate and comfortable.
The ambition to control your life doesn't just start with cooking, it starts when you decide which vegetables to buy.
The comfort of the wet market is like the anchor of life.
When the road ahead is unclear and you don’t know where to go, go to the vegetable market for a walk.
Amidst the noisy fireworks, you may be able to find the courage to move forward in the secular world.
"They say that when you are stressed, going to the vegetable market is better than drinking milk tea."
Gu Yun took the trophy from Hua Shiyuan and put it in the trunk together with his own.
"It's about the same, I think it's about the same."
"No, are you under any pressure?"
Gu Yun burst into laughter. Ordinary civil servants are still enjoying their time. How can you, a newly promoted leader, be under any pressure?
"Of course it's not because I'm stressed at work, I won't say what it is."
Hua Shiyuan gave Gu Yun a fierce look, and the tip of her beautiful eyebrows changed into an arc.
Knowing that he was asking questions, Gu Yun naturally would not be stupid enough to continue talking. He drove back to Donghu Tianyue Community in a few minutes and brought large and small bags of fresh vegetables back to his home.
"Okay, you can go inside and rest, I will take care of this."
Hua Shiyuan kicked off her leather shoes and stretched, unbuttoned her white shirt one by one, put on a floral apron, washed her hands, and prepared to start work.
The large, round and thick winter melon, the thin and long pods, and the flat and wide cabbage leaves were not products from a vegetable stall in her eyes, but rather a colorful and sharp-lined oil painting or watercolor painting by a famous artist.
These paintings are still alive and flowing.
The things that were originally on the shelf were in the little cook's basket in the blink of an eye.
When she finished cooking and took out the pot, the vegetable basket in her hand turned into plates of exquisite meals.
Gu Yun did not follow him into the kitchen, but lay on the sofa and fell asleep. He was indeed a little tired.
Not only was he tired from traveling all the way, he didn't rest for even a second after getting off the plane. After sending Shen Qingcheng and Cheng Yingying back to their residence, he rushed to the East Lake High-tech Zone Government without stopping.
Cold violence is just one of the ways to avoid conflicts, and the ultimate goal is to solve the problem after all.
During the time he left Jiangcheng, he did a lot for Hua Shiyuan through remote guidance of He Xuan.
The senior sister was very smart and avoided emotional moments. After calming down from her anger, she also realized that Gu Yun was not entirely to blame for the Wen Jue phone call incident.
Cold wars, tantrums, and quarrels with Gu Yun are essentially a kind of anger that cannot be traced to the instigator.
After two weeks of business trip, Hua Shiyuan was still angry, but what was even more intense was her deep longing for Gu Yun.
In addition, when Gu Yun came back, he brought a lot of small gifts, and even made a big show of his authority in front of his colleagues, giving the young people a slap in the face.
It's great to have a man, this sense of security is irreplaceable.
So this was also the reason why when she saw her lover again after a long absence, she didn't mention a word about the past.
Why are you in such a hurry to spoil the scenery?
Only by mentioning it when the time is right can you maximize the emotion and effect.
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Not long after Gu Yun fell into a deep sleep, he had a long and sweet dream. In the dream, there were countless delicacies, and the taste was irresistible.
Before he could officially start dinner in his dream, his nose seemed to be pinched, opening up the channel between the dream and reality.
"It's time to eat~"
In front of him was the senior who was full of love. He took a deep breath and found that the aroma from the food was exactly the same as in his dream.
Is this what it feels like to have a dream come true?
