Kyoto, Yunqi Live Office Building.

There are two computers on the solid wood table in the top office. On the left is the data presented in real time, and on the right is a page of code.

There are also several programming books on the table, and the top one that opens is "Java From Beginner to Mastery".

Huo Fengyan also has a customer service number in his hand to handle user feedback on the app.

However, these feedback will be initially screened and sorted in other customer service, and finally summarized it here. If he thinks it needs to be processed, he will contact the user directly.

But anyone could have thought that a CEO that was broadcast live in Yunqi is actually a customer service behind the scenes.

He heard the sound of wise coming from his spiritual consciousness.

"I agreed to cooperate with Jiang Zhan, and he could take away a hundred bottles of water in the back mountain with the spring water in the back mountain."

Huo Fengyan closed the programming book in front of him, and his eyes naturally fell on the photo frame placed on the table. It was a photo of him and her secretly taken by Huo Ying.

He could guess the intentions in Zhizhi's words without even thinking too much.

"You did it on purpose?"

Although it is a question, it is certain.

Xu Qingzhi: "Well, that's right."

Over the past few months, her mentality has gradually changed.

At first, she just returned from the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and many of them were not used to it. She would dream when she was sleeping, and the dreams were full of scenes of killing in the Immortal Cultivation Realm. So during the first time, she simply stopped sleeping and made some food for the two little ones in the spiritual space every day, meditating and practicing.

She carefully pretended to be discomfort, afraid that her parents would worry.

It was not until she stayed with her relatives that she gradually became more and more popular.

She had already noticed the clues about Fuwang Farm.

In fact, or earlier, she saw the invisible net.

The public opinion crisis about vegetables on the Internet is too easy to deal with.

Too easy.

She came back from the world of immortal cultivation and was essentially more indifferent and rational. Later, she would take the initiative to give dried beans to some old men and women, and learn to be honest with people.

Then, she realized that if she wanted a comfortable elderly care life, she still needed something.

For example... it is necessary to ensure that the village's most basic electricity use is normal.

This small village with power limit and turned into the lowest level can also enjoy the treatment of residents in the highest level of provincial capital cities, and will not easily be cut off for a whole day of electricity.

Don’t worry about the out of electricity in the middle of winter and stomping your feet in the cold at home. It was dark at 6 or 7 o’clock in the evening, and it was not back to the sleeping point. Everyone could only find an open space and piled up wood to keep warm.

Xu Qingzhi has been in the city for a long time and it is even hard to imagine this scene. But the irony is that he always encounters this scene when he goes home for the New Year every year.

In summer, it actually breaks more frequently, and it rains evenly, and sometimes it breaks even if it doesn’t rain.

Eating will become a troublesome thing, although everyone is used to it and seems to feel that it is not so troublesome.

Xu Qingzhi found it troublesome.

Her idealized retirement life, the things she wants in her mind gradually become very specific.

So, she needs some external force.

From the beginning, she had no intention of deliberately hiding the things in her hands. It was normal for someone to be targeted by someone as soon as she took action. She simply did it with the will, planting vegetables if she wanted to sell them.

So after the Fuwang Farm incident, she took the initiative to ask Jiang Zhan to propose cooperation.

As for the latter part, it depends on how those people take the initiative.

As for her, she will continue to let the flow and live the retirement life she deserves.

Xu Qingzhi stretched his waist on the bed, and saw that the green jade string was still shining faintly. He used his spiritual sense to pass over: "I'm going downstairs to make mooncakes."

Before sleeping in the afternoon, she and her mother processed the dough of the mooncake crust and took an hour to wake up. Spray some rose dew made from roses from the spiritual space to remove the fishy smell and bake them in the oven.

The dough that makes mooncake crust must be awake now.

Huo Fengyan asked silently: "Does there be one of my mooncakes?"

"My mother and I can't afford to buy so many people." Xu Qingzhi refused without hesitation, and then unilaterally cut off the contact.

After going downstairs, Wang Yanmei had already rolled out some of the mooncake crusts one by one.

"Mom, why don't you call me?"

Wang Yanmei looked up and said, "You finally slept once in the afternoon, and my mom was thinking about letting you sleep a little longer."

Xu Qingzhi nodded, went over and washed his hands, first wrapped the lotus paste and egg yolk into a ball filling, and then wrapped it in a mooncake crust.

Making mooncakes is not difficult, at least it is not very difficult to read the tutorial.

I just don't know what the taste is.

Xu Qingzhi thought, this duck egg... was a bit spiritual, and it was a salted duck egg she pickled with her own hands. The taste should not disappoint her.

She sprinkles the dough with some flour to prevent it from sticking.

Then use the mooncake mold I bought, hold the mold with my left hand and press it with my right hand to form a small and exquisite mooncake. After that, put it in the oven and bake it.

Wang Yanmei looked at the mooncake and muttered, "This mooncake is very well made, just the words on it... Why don't you choose the shape of the flower? That one is so beautiful, this one is so ugly."

Xu Qingzhi looked at the word "rich" on it and was very satisfied. The slutty boy said dissatisfied: "Mom, how ugly is this? I think it looks good! Look, "rich" is so rich and happy."

Wang Yanmei snorted lightly and curled her lips.

Xu Qing understood it and immediately packed another one, changed the mold, and pressed a moon cake.

She poked her mother's waist with her elbow, pointed to the 'Wang' mooncake, and said proudly: "Mom, look, how is this mooncake?"

Wang Yanmei nodded, as if she was recognized by a chef: "This is still like, but it is not as good as the flower."

Xu Qingzhi had no choice but to take all kinds of flower molds and pack them one by one.

Wang Yanmei rolled the skin and looked itchy, "Let me press one too."

Xu Qingzhi patiently taught her how to operate it. Wang Yanmei learned it and soon, a colorful mooncake would take shape.

"It looks good, it's really good."

Xu Qingzhi went to roll the dough.

Wang Yanmei liked it the more she looked at it. She also held a different flower mold and made mooncakes with five flower molds. She had a lot of fun playing, just like a child having a new toy.

Only twelve cans of the oven in a pot, because it is not the kind of extra-large mooncake, so it will be just right after 180 degrees of baking for about thirteen minutes.

Xu Qingzhi taught her mother how to use it while operating it.

The same was true for the electrical appliances at home. Her parents couldn't figure it out if there were instructions. They always threw the instructions with a bunch of words to her and her brother to read, and asked her to teach them how to use them.

The oven is easy to operate, the most important thing is to wear gloves when taking it out.

Soon, the twelve mooncakes were baked.

Wang Yanmei pushed Xu Qingzhi away and said seriously: "Children can't take hot things, mom will come and take them."

The 73-month-old baby Xu Qingzhi held the thermal insulation gloves, "Mom, I can do it!"

"You are the one with tender skin and tender flesh. You can't get a big bubble when you burn it. Let mom do it!" Wang Yanmei snatched away the gloves and then brought out the baked mooncakes.

A fragrance spreads in the air, it is the taste buds with a bit of greasy but full of charmingness. The lingering fragrance is between the nose, making people unable to wait to taste it quickly.

However, when the mooncakes are the best, they will be more fragrant after a few days of grilling.
Chapter completed!