The meal was a great success for both the host and the guests, and even Uncle Nie praised Chef Nan Yi's cooking skills.

It also indirectly proves that Nan Yi, the so-called successor of the imperial chef, is not fake.

This also made Nan Yi famous in the motorcycle factory. Many ordinary employees in the motorcycle factory did not know until now that Chef Nan Yi in the canteen was actually the descendant of the imperial chef.

Liang Ladi was also happy. After all, although her husband had skills, being a royal chef was not a good reputation in that era.

After all, in the previous factory, Nan Yi had been bullied because of his so-called identity as the royal chef.

After arriving at the steel rolling mill, Chen Changan and Liu Binghui did not make things difficult for them.

This time, it was because Chen Changan specially gave Nan Yi a chance that he actually received praise from the big boss.

You said before that you were the royal chef. Even though people ate your dishes, they just thought you cooked well. As for whether you were really the royal chef, who can tell?

But now that there are senior leaders who have attended state banquets and have given their affirmation, it has been confirmed that Nan Yi has the level of an imperial chef.

Liang Ladi was happy that her husband had become successful and proud.

I went straight to buy hairtail and some lean meat after get off work. I had no choice but to buy some meat at this time in the afternoon.

As May approached, food became increasingly difficult to buy in the city.

In the past, it was easy to buy food for a week with a food book and food coupons.

Now it is no longer possible, you can only buy three to five days of food at a time. A week's worth of food has to be bought in two or three times, and you have to queue up in a long line.

Careful people may have noticed that from the Chinese New Year to May, there was basically no rain in the city.

Plus, there was almost no snow in the winter, which made many careful people a little worried.

At this time, Director Meng of Nanjiao Farm was looking at the cloudless blue sky.

The earth is dry and many vegetable fields now need to be irrigated manually.

But human power is limited. If we rely solely on human power day after day, we will not be able to secure food supplies sooner or later.

At this time, Director Meng remembered what Chen Changan, who once bought grain from him, had said.

Director Meng, who has been farming for decades, has certainly seen what severe droughts and famines are like.

Since the Chinese New Year, all signs have shown that things are going to go wrong. We should still prepare early.

Because Liang Ladi went to the vegetable market, when she returned to the yard, Nan Yi and Chen Changan had already returned home.

Seeing two people smoking and chatting outside Chen Changan's house, Liang Ladi said, "Director Chen, thank you for bringing glory to our Nanyi today.

If this was in the old factory, there would be no such opportunity. I didn’t buy any good food at the market after get off work today, just hairtail and lean meat. I asked Nan Yi to cook and we can have a drink at home in the evening.”

In fact, Chen Changan can smoke, but he doesn’t like drinking. The reason he doesn’t like drinking is that his alcohol tolerance is too low.

He would get drunk after drinking just a little, and would vomit and have a headache, so Chen Changan rarely drank.

However, there may be a lot of social engagements in the future, and I was thinking whether I should find a few people who can drink, and then set up the public relations department in advance.

Thinking that Nan Yi's craftsmanship was indeed good and that the two families had a good relationship, Chen Changan nodded and agreed.

Although both parents in the Nan Yi family are working, there are four children in the family, but they are all born to Liang Ladi and her deceased ex-husband.

Liang Ladi wanted to give Nan Yi another child, so she was usually very frugal. Of course, most people in this era were more frugal.

But today, although it’s not a festival, the food at Nan Yi’s house smells strongly of hairtail.

Moreover, Nan Yi's family has a main hall, so the smell of hairtail from the front yard and the middle yard can be smelled immediately.

Ever since Chen Changan proposed to introduce Bohai hairtail or Zhoushan hairtail, thanks to the production of hairtail in this era, Sijiu City has basically never been short of hairtail.

Especially in winter, hairtail is basically the first choice of meat dishes for every household. And it has a special taste, which makes people know at a glance that this is hairtail.

Originally, making a dish of hairtail fish was nothing special. It only cost a few cents per pound. It seemed that no one could afford it.

But who knew that the hairtail was gone, and Nan Yi saw that there was only lean meat, so he made fish-flavored shredded pork and crispy pork.

I don’t know what Chef Nan Yi was thinking. Maybe he was really tired during the day and thought of just making some home-cooked dishes.

This finally made the Jia family in the middle court very angry. They clamored and insisted on eating meat.

In fact, because hairtail is delicious and cheap, Banggeng has eaten a lot of hairtail recently. And basically every time, more than half of it goes into Banggeng's mouth.

Jia Dongxu didn't say a word, but his figure became thinner and thinner.

There is no way, little boy, you are eating me out of money. Banggeng not only wants to eat enough, but also wants to eat well. If he doesn't eat meat for a few days, he will make a fuss at home.

Jia Zhang also regarded Banggeng as her own good grandson, and Qin Huairu didn't know how to educate the child.

In contrast, Jia Zhang's body shape is getting fatter and fatter. Jia Zhang is also greedy for the good food. Anyway, he doesn't have to pay for the vegetables, and she can also have a share when eating.

Of course they were willing to, and they ate a lot. Both Bang Geng and they were fighting for it.

As a result, Qin Huairu asked Jia Dongxu for money more and more often, and Jia Dongxu began to run out of money.

As for Jia Zhang's money? You're dreaming. That was reserved for my good grandson Bang Geng to marry a wife. How can I take it out now and let you ruin it?

Seeing the crying Bang Geng, Jia Zhang used the same old trick again. She stood up, picked up a large bowl, and handed it to Qin Huairu, saying, "Since Nan Yi and his wife came to our yard, we haven't asked them for anything yet?

Qin Huairu, go to Nan Yi's house and order a dish. Let's try to see who has better cooking skills, Nan Yi or Sha Zhuzi."

Qin Huairu took the large bowl and sat on the stool, not knowing whether to go or not.

Qin Huairu and Nan Yi's family had no friendship. Although there were no festivals or holidays now, Nan Yi's family was not a family that did not like to be frugal.

I cooked several meat dishes today. There must be some happy event at home. It would be embarrassing to ask for something at this time.

While she was still hesitating and thinking about how to refuse, Qin Huairu heard Jia Dongxu's voice beside her.

"When my mom asks you to go, just go. Why are you sitting here? Every day when she asks me for money, no matter how much I give her, it's not enough.

If you were asked to go to someone's place to order food, would you be unwilling to go?

I stay at home every day to take care of a child, but I don’t ask you to work hard. I don’t ask you to ask for things every day.”

Qin Huairu burst into tears when she heard Jia Dongxu's words. She couldn't stop crying.

Seeing Jia Zhang's smug face standing aside, Qin Huairu was so angry that she stood up, snatched the bowl, turned around and walked out.

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