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"Haha, the love between comrades is deep!"

"Grandpa Han was a little higher than my grandfather at that time. Now he travels on a special plane."

"He is retiring in the provincial capital and usually doesn't go anywhere. He doesn't like to make a big deal."

"His sons are very powerful in the provincial capital."

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As Cui Yongnian left, he briefly explained the situation to Song Sanxi.

Not long after, the two of them walked directly to the kitchen from the side entrance of the courtyard.

The kitchens in Cui's courtyard include old wood-burning stoves and some that have been renovated into modern ones.

Song Sanxi stood in the modern kitchen. When she saw the old-fashioned wood stove over there, her eyes lit up.

"Hey! What a great thing! Lao Cui, shall we use the wood stove today?"

"Uh" Cui Yongnian raised his eyebrows a little, "Use a wood stove?"

"The New Year's Eve dinner cooked in a firewood stove tastes better, do you believe it?"

"That's true! But there's no one here to start the fire!"

Song Sanxi said: "You can cook it! Just leave it to me as a chef."

"Haha, okay! I also want to feel like I was a child."

Cui Yongnian smiled and handed the recipe list to Song Sanxi, "This is a lunch dish, and there are not many styles. It is mainly the dishes that the two elderly people like, and I am really afraid that I can't make it well. I have prepared all the ingredients for it!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the kitchen chopping board in front of him and put a lot of ingredients on it.

These are all natural green series, nutritious and healthy.

Song Sanxi took the menu and looked at it, smiled, ok, "Here are Zhonghai's eight New Year's bowls, and the provincial capital's three New Year bowls. Come on, Old Cui, let's get started. Let's put the ingredients here first.

Move over. These ingredients are good, and with the wood stove, the taste will definitely be extraordinary."

"Okay!"

Two people, start immediately.

After a while, the old wood stove in the kitchen was busy.

Cui Yongnian, the dignified and arrogant young master from Hai, just lights the fire.

The old stove is also a five-burner stove.

A rice pot, a soup pot, and three large woks all need fire.

Therefore, Cui Yongnian is quite busy.

Normally, his grandfather also likes firewood rice.

There is plenty of firewood for burning, so we have it ready!

The hot water was boiling, and Song Sanxi also started it.

A lot of bacon, pork, beef, sheep, and game must be washed and cooked in hot water.

The materials also need to be cleaned and cut.

He is very nimble with his hands and feet.

The knife skills are superb and the cutting is very rhythmic.

Cui Yongnian watched with admiration while lighting the fire.

He also said with a smile: Ma's is the food culture left by our ancestors. It is broad and profound, more complicated and more artistic than Western food.

Song Sanxi smiled and said: "Aren't there still your grandfather's medical teams and service teams in this courtyard? There are also other family members of your Cui family. Looking back, there must be quite a few of Mr. Han's entourage.

These people, what about their lunch, don’t you care?”

"There is a large kitchen over there in the yard, with medical, service and accompanying personnel, and a special cooking class. We will mainly serve Grandpa Han and my grandpa. When the time comes, only my father and I will go to accompany them.

Have lunch. The Cui family members spend the afternoon together in the city. In the evening, they gather here to have New Year’s Eve dinner and watch the New Year’s Eve with my grandpa.”

"Oh, that's it. Then I'll be here in the kitchen at noon today and have something to eat."

Cui Yongnian was a little depressed, but after thinking about it, he said, "Brother Sanxi, cook well. What if Grandpa Han is happy and wants to meet the great chef as soon as I introduce him?"

Song Sanxi smiled and said, "See or not, it depends on fate. Don't force it."

"You guys have such a good attitude."

The two of them just cooperated with each other, one as a fire cook and the other as a spoon cook, smoking and chatting.

In the old kitchen that is more than a hundred years old, there is a strong firewood and full of warmth.
Chapter completed!