Chapter 1288: Chapter 1212: Hemingway’s Sautéed Mushrooms [Double-Length]
“Hmm.” Qiaoqiao nodded, “It can feed pigs, dogs, chickens, ducks…”
He grew more confident, and as the cheese began to lt and wrap downwards, he stared at the parsley can Lun Chuan was holding and asked:
“Can we skip this and sprinkle green onions instead?”
Lun Chuan couldn’t hold back his laughter and said at this mont:
“Very adaptive!”
“Let’s give it a try!”
Monts later, the unrecognizable “Hemingway fried mushrooms” were out of the pan.
Song Tan looked at the finely chopped green onions on top, then at the rice balls fully integrated with the fat at the bottom, and couldn’t help but exclaim:
“So weird! But so fragrant!”
She picked one up and tried it cautiously.
The freshness of the green onions didn’t blend well with the cheese, yet the cheesy taste was exceptionally rich, wrapping the equally delicious black pepper mushroom and minced at, along with the crispy and tasty rice balls…
“Mmm…” she pondered and assessed, “This could be called [Jojo’s Rice Ball] in the future.”
Qiaoqiao indeed laughed and then seriously shook his head: “This wasn’t my idea, it should be renad Lun…”
“Ahem!”
Lun Chuan felt sowhat embarrassed and hurriedly handed over a [Jojo’s Rice Ball]:
“Hurry, try it.”
…
After the seventh, Qi Lin, Yan Ran, and Tai Xiaodong were the first to report for duty, all trying to arrive around the sa ti and carpooling back.
Getting out of the car, they sighed heavily: “So many people returning to work after the holiday! Luckily, our road was repaired, so it’s quick and smooth coming from the urban area.”
All three had coincidently thinned down after the New Year, and Yan Ran sighed even more: “I brought back so many good things, but my parents, thinking I’d eventually co work here, left
with nothing…”
Tai Xiaodong sighed even further: “My mom figured out a way to store them, giving
a little each day, totally reluctant to let
eat it all.”
Among the three, Qi Lin was the most miserable, as his grandfather wouldn’t bear to eat it, desperately wanting to save it for him, resulting in a back-and-forth struggle…
They almost quarreled before he could finally convince the old man to enjoy these goodies.
If it had been other nutritional products, he would have just eaten them.
But he had worked hard to bring these back so the elderly could also taste sothing good, to enjoy life a bit.
So he was adamant about not eating them himself.
But after all this trouble…
Was he touched?
Perhaps just a little at first, but then the ensuing argunts gradually wore it all away.
He enjoyed none of the physical comforts, but bore more ntal burdens.
Seeing now, the few days of holiday really did wear people out.
At this mont, he put his luggage in the dormitory, did a quick clean of the already clean room, and t Yan Ran and Tai Xiaodong with a notebook—
“The winter season wasn’t right, the only greenhouse was overseen by the teacher, making it seem like we were just lazing around.”
“But this year, the teacher has tasks on her end and won’t co by for a while.”
“The three of us must hurry and re-evaluate next year’s planting plans on site.”
“To make the most efficient use, and save the most effort in planning…”
On their first day back, Master Jiang would only arrive tomorrow, aning today, they could enjoy Old Song’s family’s food!
Now, they felt thoroughly excited and motivated!
Yan Ran, with gloves and hat on, grabbed the drone: “Let’s go! Up the mountain!”
…
anwhile, at the high-speed rail station, Chen Yuan just alighted from the train but didn’t splurge on a high-end hotel nearby. Instead, after chatting in the group, he also took a bus directly from the station to the urban area.
Near the station, there was an affordable hotel, and further away was a spot known only to locals, with plenty of private cars heading back to Yunqiao Village…
All information they shared in the group.
He entered the hotel and confird his room number, where an earlier arrival was staying, sharing a twin room.
However, upon opening the door, he was t with the blank face of his future colleague.
“What’s up?” he asked curiously.
The other person raised his phone: “Chen Yuan, I watched the live stream link you shared, and several recent replays too…”
“But look at this screenshot—I took 17 or 18 shots before I could get one slightly clear, look at this person!”
“This elder usually resides in the mountains of Imperial City, how can he be here?”
“They didn’t appear in the video at all, but there was a group photo in the living room that flashed by, and I managed to spot it…”
“Trust , I was born with detective eyes!”
“I didn’t make a mistake!”
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