After lunch, Cheng Lidong and Cheng's wife were driven back to their SUV, while Cheng Lin was in the RV.
As for Zhou Yan, he returned to the cab.
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the convoy set off again.
After entering the hinterland of the clouds, the convoy finally saw the grassland with "area patch".
"This is the grassland, why is it different from the one on the edge of Yunzhong City?" Cheng Lin's helpless eyes showed a hint of contempt.
"You are a scholar, right? You will know if you study literature. From east to west, the grassland is getting more and more degraded..." Qin Ruoshu, who was sitting in the living room with Cheng Lin and looking at the grassland through the window, sighed slightly, "This
It happens to be the area where wasteland and grassland intersect..."
"I kind of regret choosing aircraft design..."
"You are overthinking. You are the one who needs to control the desert. There are already many companies doing desert control. Our company also has similar public welfare projects, but the current focus is on the Mu Us Desert..."
The convoy continued to move forward, leaving the boundaries of Yunzhong City and entering the territory of Madu Shi.
Of course, as the motorcade continued to advance, the green on both sides of the national highway became thicker and thicker, which was refreshing.
At around 7 p.m., the convoy stopped moving.
"The evening menu has been temporarily canceled and changed to roasted whole lamb..."
After getting off the car, Zhou Yan found the squadron leader in charge of escorting: "Old Ding, there should be no problem with the speed of the convoy, right?"
"Mr. Zhou, I've already taken care of the oil and water supply, there's no problem!"
"Well," Zhou Yan nodded, "Let the brothers make arrangements. Those who don't need to be on duty should relax."
After giving instructions, Zhou Yan went to the dining car again.
As soon as the convoy stopped, the chefs had already unloaded the special barbecue grill from the car.
The lamb that is the main ingredient of the "hard dish" was bought on the way, and the locally produced lamb is fat and tender, suitable for barbecue. As for the side dishes, desserts, fruits and snacks, they were all brought with me when we set off.
Set up the stove, ignite the charcoal, and then place the lamb that has been prepared on the road on the barbecue. Fifty percent of the feast is completed, and the rest is the "secret of time."
After walking around for a while, Zhou Yan returned to the car and prepared a small stove for a family of daughters-in-law.
Pregnant women need to eat small meals frequently. You don’t need to prepare too many ingredients. Two chicken legs, two steaks, and a small plate of various vegetables are basically enough.
Cheng Lin, who had already become acquainted with Qin Ruoshu in just half a day, looked at "Mr. Zhou" who was dressed as a housewife in men's clothing with a look of surprise on her face, feeling that her outlook was damaged.
"Sister Qin, Brother Yan's cooking skills..."
"If you take the exam, you should at least be at level one," Qin Ruoshu smiled, thought for a while and asked, "Linlin, can you cook?"
Cheng Lin was surprised: "I've cooked instant noodles!"
"Then you have learned something!"
Qin Ruoshu's arrogant tone made Cheng Lin a little unhappy: "Sister Qin, don't you know how to do it too?"
"How is it possible? I have been a cook since I was a child, but I am just too lazy to do it," Qin Ruoshu said proudly, "Besides, who told my husband to be a good cook!"
"You're showing off like this, aren't you afraid that I'll pry you off?"
"Just you?" Qin Ruoshu glanced at Cheng Lin's endless "airport", "Not to mention that you don't like Zhou Yan's style, even if you do, you are not Zhou Yan's type."
"Cough..." Zhou Yan coughed, stopping his wife from continuing the discussion.
Although a nutritious meal cannot be too oily or salty, the taste cannot be bad. Boiling, steaming, and stir-frying are the most important ways.
Chop sum in oil, boiled asparagus, vegetable and fruit salad, plus chopped chicken legs, fried beef cubes, shrimps and eggs...
"You guys need to pacify your stomach first, and then I'll make some soup..."
"Let's eat!" Qin Ruoshu took out chopsticks from the chopstick holder and handed a pair to Cheng Lin, "Little beauty, let me treat you!"
"Isn't this bad?"
"It's not like I'm filling you up to fill your belly. There will be lamb chops and desserts later." Qin Ruoshu took a spoonful of vegetables with a spoon and put it into a bowl of multi-grain rice. "The chefs who have been called back this time,
The pastry made is quite good..."
"real?"
"That's true," Qin Ruoshu thought for a moment, "but it's best to eat less desserts."
"Why, are you afraid of getting fat?"
"Roasting whole lamb is king." As soon as the words came out, Qin Ruoshu felt a little inappropriate, "Forget it, in your Yunzhong, roasted whole lamb is not a hard dish..."
"Sister Qin, our family only eats roasted whole sheep once or twice a year. It depends on the situation," Cheng Lin said angrily, "It's not like in pastoral areas. If you want to eat, you can find a reason to kill your own sheep...
"
Reason for slaughtering sheep?
A certain cartoon image suddenly appeared in Qin Ruoshu's mind: If you dare to use horns on someone today, you won't be able to go to heaven tomorrow, so kill him quickly...
"Sister Qin, why are you laughing?"
"I remembered a certain comic..."
The two of them finished eating the small stove here, and the aroma of roasting whole lamb outside began to spread...
A folding table was set up in front of the oven, and more than fifty people half-surrounded the two roast lambs. The two chefs surrounded inside skillfully shaved off all the bones of the roasted lamb and put them aside for later use.
.
"Mr. Xu, don't you want to give a toast?"
Zhou Yan gently pushed Xu Chongsheng aside.
"Um..." Xu Chongsheng looked back at the airline's boss Wu Zhengxun, "How about, Lao Wu, you can do it!"
Although Xu Chongsheng has always focused his work on the airline, it seems that the airline's top leader Wu Zhengxun is a bit transparent.
However, Wu Zhengxun is Xu Chongsheng's old subordinate, and he usually has a down-to-earth work style and is very prestigious among grassroots employees.
"Then let me say a few words..."
Wu Zhengxun stood up with a beer mug in hand: "Although we are called an airline, our core business is only the processing of titanium alloy and nickel-based alloy components.
Well now, our turboprop engine is about to pass the final test. And our drone is about to take a test flight.
All this depends on the joint efforts of everyone.
Everyone has worked hard recently, so I’d like to give you a toast!”
Wu Zhengxun, Xu Chongsheng, and Zhou Yan, the "three giants" each brought three drinks, and the rest of the time was "free to move around."
"Eat well and drink well!"
"Mr. Zhou," Wu Zhengxun changed positions with Xu Chongsheng, "Our type of integrated surveillance and attack drone will basically be able to complete the basic test in three months at most. Should we discuss it with AVSC?
Do we also need an outdoor booth at the Zhuhai Air Show in January?"
"Okay," Zhou Yan thought for a while, "However, to do it, it is best to get it right at once. While there are enough manpower now, it is best to assemble one or two unmanned long-range strategic reconnaissance aircraft to see if they can
Grab it during a test flight..."
"This is a good idea..."
After three rounds of drinking, some wise man took off a speaker from the car and connected it to a microphone.
Then, one of Zhou Yan's seniors, holding a guitar, started "snotting and crying" and sang "Licking Dogs Only"...
"He must love you very much..."
Xu Chongsheng, who originally planned to watch the excitement, suddenly frowned: "This kid, is he being shocked?"
Wu Zhengxun, who is usually called the "political commissar" on the side, smiled and explained: "Xiao Ning, his girlfriend was stolen by a rich second generation..."
"I'll go..." Xu Chongsheng turned around and looked at Zhou Yan with a joking face, "Mr. Zhou, someone has poached a corner of our company, what do you think we should do?"
"What can I do? It's hard to recover. Even if I bankrupt the second generation of rich people, will Lao Ning's girlfriend still be the girlfriend from before?" Zhou Yan spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.
