After visiting his little cousin's head-cutting ceremony, which was a matter of life and safety for many people, Zhou Yan was pulled by his uncle to a room filled with oversized cardboard boxes.
Zhou Yan didn't need his uncle to say anything, but he already knew what this was about: red eggs.
The red eggs, calcium milk biscuits and candies that have been packaged in the box are the result of a whole night of hard work by the family the day before. For the sake of beauty, my uncle even went to the wholesale market to buy red melt-blown cloth bags.
"Stone, what are you looking for? Let's get started!"
Who made you my brother-in-law?
Zhou Yan had no choice but to pick up a box and follow his uncle...
After giving out egg gift bags to all my relatives, there were still five or six gift bags and a lot of eggs and wedding candies left in the box.
"this……"
"Shitou, you are familiar with the people here in the hotel. Please give these wedding eggs to the chefs who have been busy for a long time." Li Yulin bent down and took out the red egg gift bag from the box, "I will come back later and I will trouble you to run away again."
A trip to Mr. Qin’s place…”
"knew!"
Zhou Yan was quite familiar with the chefs at Ruiyang Restaurant. He rushed into the back kitchen with a carefree red egg in his arms, found a free place to put it, and grinned: "Share the happy eggs among yourselves!"
After throwing down the things, Zhou Yan ran back. When passing by the bathroom, he took care of the excess water...
"Rotten stone?"
Zhou Yan, who was washing his hands when he heard the familiar voice, turned around and found his high school classmate Yu Zhifei looking at him with a smile.
"Stinky fish?"
Zhou Yan stepped forward and punched his old classmate who looked like a dog in front of him.
"Eating here?"
"With my parents!" Yu Zhifei nodded, thought for a while, and looked at Zhou Yan with a smile, "Why isn't Beauty Qin with you?"
"Can we do this together?" Zhou Yan turned back in confusion and looked at the blue man's sign on the wall.
"roll!"
"Okay, let me tell you some good or bad news..." Zhou Yan chuckled, "This hotel belongs to Qin Ruoshu and his family."
Yu Zhifei was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhou Yan with a smile: "Okay, Lao Zhou, I didn't expect you to take care of your future father-in-law..."
"That's not the case," Zhou Yan smiled, raised his head and glanced at his uncle who was standing not far away and waving to him, "My uncle is hosting a hundred-day banquet here."
"Congratulations!" Yu Zhifei thought for a while, hesitated, and tried to ask, "Someone in our class is organizing a class reunion in a few days, are you going?"
"You have nothing to do, so let's go there!" Zhou Yan smiled, "Oh, please wait a moment..."
With that said, Zhou Yan ran to his uncle, asked for a bag of red eggs, and handed it to Yu Zhifei when he came back.
"Are you planning to ask for my share of the money?" Yu Zhifei said with a joking expression on his face.
"You don't want anything for free?" Zhou Yan glanced at this person, "I still have something to do. If you have news about the party later, send me a text message..."
"Okay..."
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the banquet ended.
After seeing off the guests, Zhou Yan stayed with his uncle and helped the store clean the private room before returning home.
Zhou Yan's father and his uncles hadn't left yet. They waited until they came back and drank tea for a while before planning to leave.
Most of the relatives were given a red gift bag, except for Zhou Zhenghai who had a large bag of drawings of peripheral equipment for the pig farm.
Originally, Zhou Yan planned to take the drawings back when he went home in a few days. However, Father Zhou, who had been a migrant worker for more than ten years, suddenly felt nostalgic and wanted to study the drawings first...
Zhou Yan stayed at his brother-in-law's house and continued to work as a laborer.
Originally, with the bun making machine, the three "workers" in the shop could have some free time, but my uncle was really a restless person, so he no longer had to make buns, so he started thinking about other things.
However, my uncle Li Yulin didn't have many choices: pancake dumplings, egg-filled pancakes and meat-filled steamed buns.
After thinking about it for a while, Li Yulin chose egg-filled pancakes.
Originally, he wanted to make Roujiamo, but after Li Yulin made some of his own, he found that what he made was not as tasty as Zhou Yan's...
The cooperation between our Qilin Arm and Tai Chi Forbidden Hand is not for nothing!
While feeling proud, Zhou Yan was also surprised by how quickly his uncle's thoughts changed: "After all, he is the one who has a son!"
Before, this person had a muddle-headed attitude, but once he had his son, he became serious about everything he did.
After taking the time to have a heart-to-heart talk with my uncle, and finding out that he had no intention of expanding the store, Zhou Yan compiled a piece of information on marinated ingredients and gave it to his uncle...
Having become accustomed to seeing his nephew's magical "pocket", Li Yulin was already immune to the fact that his nephew could come up with a marinade with such a unique taste.
"Stone, thanks!"
"Why are you so polite!"
In the evening, after returning to his residence after a busy day, Zhou Yan continued to write the "Operation Manual for Combating Illegal Fund-raising", which had already drawn up a general framework.
The frame has been built, all that's left is to fill it with dry materials.
How can it be regarded as illegal fund-raising? Zhou Yan needs to list detailed provisions on the criteria for determination and relevant laws.
After determining the illegal fund-raising incident, the judicial authorities need to maintain a certain degree of attention, and before taking action, the judicial authorities need to ensure the rights and interests of the majority of the victims to the greatest extent.
In this way, the timing of judicial intervention is very important.
Before the judicial authorities intervene, the fund pools of illegal fund-raising dealers need to be blocked, and many cunning bookmakers have the means to transfer funds...
Thanks to Director Yu Zui, Zhou Yan has never personally experienced illegal fund-raising, but he is no stranger to cases; moreover, Zhou Yan's experience package named "Bian Shuanglin" is himself a master of illegal fund-raising...
By the time Zhou Yan compiled the little tips, it was almost past eleven o'clock. He packed the information into a compressed package, anonymously threw it into the public security department's public complaint mailbox, and fell asleep.
The next day, I got up early to exercise, then opened the door, mixed the stuffing, kneaded the noodles using Tai Chi's "hands-free" technique, and got on the machine.
After more than a dozen steamed buns were put on the steamer, my uncle came to the store rubbing his eyes.
"Shitou, I'm sorry, I made a few extra pots of braised food last night!"
"Saw!"
Zhou Yan turned his head and glanced at several large stainless steel tubes that were still warm in the kitchen. They were filled with marinated meat.
Seeing his uncle working so hard to make money, Zhou Yan didn't think about "supporting" and "investing", but he declined them both with a smile: "When will you become famous? I'll get your cousin and cousin together."
Just hold it!"
In the eyes of his uncle, Zhou Yan, who has money in his pocket but no property, is not considered a rich man...
It was busy until about four o'clock in the morning. Qin Ruoshu, who was tired of the big meal, came to the store again to eat.
"Boss, two steamed buns, a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, and an egg!"
Li Yulin, who was busy at work, smiled at Zhou Yan: "Boy, why don't you go over and entertain me?"
Zhou Yan had no choice but to take the opportunity to enjoy breakfast.
Although Ruiyang Restaurant and Li's store use the same machine, Qin Ruoshu feels that the buns at Li's store seem to be more delicious...
"Lao Zhou, do you think this is my imagination?"
"Your family uses yeast for fermentation," Zhou Yan explained with a smile, "We use old noodles here, and when we prepare the stuffing, we use different seasonings..."
"Oh..." Qin Ruoshu smiled and nodded, "I'm relieved then. I thought there was something wrong with my sense of taste!"
"Oh, by the way, Li Nan called me last night and told me that Lao Ding would also go to the high school reunion tomorrow..." Qin Ruoshu looked at Zhou Yan helplessly, hoping to get an answer.
"I forgot to tell you, Yu Zhifei also mentioned something the day before yesterday..."