At his uncle's house, Zhou Yan did not enjoy the same detached treatment as his uncle.
Seeing that there were about ten people waiting to eat, Zhou Yan could only roll up his sleeves, put on an apron, and entered the kitchen.
Seeing Zhou Yan come in, my uncle walked away obediently, and my aunt quietly hid aside.
"Zhou Yan, we haven't partnered together for a long time!" When my uncle saw Zhou Yan's move, his face was filled with sighs.
"In the blink of an eye, it's already been five years!"
Zhou Yan smiled and shook his head, taking a look at the beef that had been sawed.
"Auntie, this beef needs to be cut across the grain, the muscles will be cut and the meat will not be cooked, and it will be battered..." Zhou Yan took the starch and mixed some water starch, "It needs to be fried, and the batter should be thick. As for the stir-fried,
Just put a layer of paste on it and it’s done!”
"This is too troublesome!" "Kitchen Destroyer" Li Yufang said it was a headache.
"Then we can only eat imported steak..."
The two of us were very fast, and in less than an hour, we had all the vegetables cooked.
"Man, have a drink! Liven up the atmosphere!"
After three glasses of beer, my uncle glanced at his cousin Li Jinling and went straight to the point without any further foreshadowing.
"Zhou Yan, in a situation like your nephew's, should you consider taking the postgraduate entrance examination now, or should you wait to graduate and join the workforce?"
"I think it would be better to study for a few more years!"
Seeing that her cousin supported her, Li Jinling silently gave Zhou Yan a thumbs up.
Zhou Yan, who was on the opposite side, saw that his uncle was a little unimpressed, so he smiled and explained: "Uncle, your and Jinzi's plan is to let Xiaoling seize the time to work and then get married, right?"
The uncle nodded: "That's probably what it means."
"However, uncle, have you ever thought about it, if Xiaoling gets married and has a child, you and Xiao Jinzi will need to take care of both your eldest nephew and Xinxin..."
Both the uncle and the concubine were stunned: "I really never thought about this."
"Another point is that Xiaoling has been busy in a store since she was a child. She has come into contact with more people and has gained more knowledge. Her requirements for marriage partners will gradually increase. Even if she gets married right away, it will be difficult to find a satisfactory partner in a short time.
." Zhou Yan sighed, "It's different when you go to graduate school. There are all outstanding people in the circle. It's not difficult to pick the right one..."
"As for the difficulty of the postgraduate entrance examination..." Zhou Yan looked at his cousin with a smile, "Xiao Ling, I remember that you get a scholarship every year, so you can sign up for a review class for the postgraduate entrance examination and listen to the class for a while. It won't be a big problem..."
"What about the tuition?" My uncle was a little unwilling to give up and wanted to regain some face.
"That's easy..." Zhou Yan smiled, "I'll ask Li Menghuai's company to sign a training agreement with Xiaoling. Then Li Menghuai will pay for the tuition. After Xiaoling graduates, she will work for Li Menghuai's company for two years.
…”
Zhou Yan did not dare to tell his uncle that majors related to the entertainment industry are not cheap, even if you are a serious student.
Of course, being involved in entertainment is not all bad. As we all know, most actors in the entertainment industry have slipped through the nine-year compulsory education, so the admission scores for graduate students in related majors are not too high...
Here, Zhou Yan was discussing his cousin's postgraduate entrance examination with his uncle's family. Across from him, his aunt and uncle were not idle either, and they started to pull hard on their cousin.
"Zhao Zixuan, look at your cousins. They have all been admitted to college. With your grades..."
My cousin was a bit thin-skinned. He just lowered his head and was too embarrassed to speak.
"Uncle," Zhou Yan saw this and quickly changed the subject, "The shipyard over in Jinzhou will soon be able to arrange the construction of ocean-going oil and water supply ships and ocean-going cargo ships..."
"I don't understand much about these things, just watch it..."
"It's like this. I plan to put this batch of ships together with the salvage company in Xinhai to set up an ocean shipping company." Zhou Yan looked at his uncle, "When the time comes, I will give you a
Chenggangu..."
"No, nephew..." My aunt glared at my uncle, "This guy doesn't do anything, but he just gets 10% of his share?"
"No," Zhou Yan smiled and shook his head, "I definitely won't have time to follow those ships out to sea. When the time comes, I will have to work hard for my uncle..."
"Just him..."
"Auntie, listen to me first," Zhou Yan smiled helplessly, "When the time comes, I will definitely match him with someone knowledgeable. My uncle's main job is to supervise the work, so as to prevent others from cheating us..."
In the evening, Zhou Yan chatted with his uncle and aunt for a long time, told his father-in-law, and stayed at his house.
In the early morning of August 14th, Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu got up early, washed up, and slipped away quietly.
On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the corn, peanuts and sweet potatoes on both sides of the road are already showing signs of a good harvest, and some of the precocious ones have already embarked on their journey to the granary...
Set off at seven o'clock and arrive home at eight o'clock.
When the car arrived at the door, before I had time to honk the horn, my father came out with a smile: "Just in time, your mother cooked salty porridge!"
Of course, Zhou Yan was more concerned about breakfast with salty porridge. After taking down the things he brought home from the car, he went straight to the kitchen.
"Meat box? This is a good thing..."
Just as Zhou Yan was about to reach out, his mother hit him on the head with chopsticks: "Wash your hands first."
"Come on, Ruoshu, sit down first, and I'll serve you porridge!" I didn't care whether the two of them had already eaten breakfast, and started to work.
As soon as things started here, my uncle's phone number also reached home.
"Look at the two children. They didn't even eat breakfast and ran away. If the neighbors know about it, they might accuse us of being stingy..."
"No way," Zhou Yan's father said happily, "Shitou already agreed last night to come back for lunch..."
"Okay, if anything happens, let's meet tomorrow and talk about it..."
Putting down his phone, Father Zhou suddenly remembered something and stared at Zhou Yan with a little confusion: "Son, you have to go to your hometown in Ruoshu tomorrow, right?"
Zhou Yan glanced at his daughter-in-law who was working hard: "My grandma's house has a late lunch. Let's take a look tomorrow and set off from Qing'an early..."
"It's time to talk about it. If you can't make it in time, forget it..."
Zhou Yan nodded and thought for a while: "On the way, I saw that it's still early for peanuts and corn to be available in our village..."
"We can't afford you two," Zhou Yan's father rolled his eyes, "Besides, the machines at home are quite complete, and your mother and I are more than enough... Oh, by the way, there's one more thing..."
"what's up?"
"Yesterday the secretary came and sat for a while and asked you when you would be back."
"It should be about the renovation of cultural tourism in the village," Zhou Yan thought for a while, "After dinner, Ruoshu and I will go to their house..."
"And..." Zhou Yan stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a meat box, "My classmate is getting married on November 1, and we have to go and celebrate."
"That classmate? Lao Yan, Lao Du, or Lao Zhao?"
"Do you still remember?" Zhou Yan was a little surprised, "It's Yan Wentao, the one from Jincheng, his hometown."
"Jincheng?" Father Zhou frowned and thought for a while, "Why don't you call and ask if he needs seafood there? The fishing moratorium will end soon, and the price of seafood will be relatively cheap then...
"
After breakfast, Zhou Yan first called Yan Wentao.
"Lao Zhou, are you free?"
"Okay, let's go home for the holidays. By the way, Lao Yan," Zhou Yan glanced at the blue sky, "Do you need seafood for your wedding there?"
"I'm just waiting for your words!" It looked like Yan Wentao was waiting for something to happen, but Comrade Yan was a real person after all. "Old Zhou, can you get sea bass and sea cucumbers?"
"The price of seabass has dropped a bit," Zhou Yan smiled, "Dongxingban Bar, red, festive, how many tables can we host, please give an idea first. As for sea cucumbers, do you plan to roast green onions, cook porridge, or jump over the wall?"
"How dare you say that roasting green onions is already a luxury!"
"It's just this once in a lifetime," Zhou Yan thought for a while, "let's add some seafood, prawns, diced scallops, crabs..."
"This is not good!"
"Okay, I'll sort it out at noon and make a list for you. You can pick whatever you like..."
