The Garden Life of a Little Gardener

Chef Bao, whose expression was changing slightly while holding the phone, couldn't make the call in the end.

But within a few minutes, his phone rang, and the caller ID was the guy he had been thinking about for several days.

Taking off the towel around his neck, Chef Bao walked out of the stuffy kitchen while wiping his sweat, quickly opened the screen, and immediately connected the phone.

The familiar voice on the phone made Chef Bao's expression instantly warm, and the slightly raised eyebrows and the corners of the lips all showed that he was in a very good mood now.

"Hey, have you eaten?" It's four o'clock in the afternoon, so I don't know if Zhou Quan's phrase "Have you eaten?" asked whether it was lunch or dinner.

"Eat, have you eaten?" Chef Bao, whose brain was already filled with honey, answered, and then continued.

"Oh, I've eaten. I just called to tell you that everything is fine here. I'll go back tomorrow. Don't worry about things in the village. I've told you all about our thoughts. The attitude is still very positive, and it is estimated that someone will come to see us after a while, so that the uncle and the others are ready."

"Well, I see. I'll go over and talk to Uncle Chen and the others later. When will you leave tomorrow? When will you be here?"

"Tomorrow, it is expected that the minibus will pick us up at 1:[-] in the morning. It takes more than [-] hours to drive to our Phoenix City, so it will be [-]:[-] in the afternoon."

"Call me an hour in advance when you are about to arrive, and I will drive to the flower shop to pick you up."

"No, it happened to be noon when I came back, and it's the busiest time in our kitchen. Are you crazy to leave Uncle Wen?"

"It's okay. I looked at the menu for lunch tomorrow. Most of them are soups and stews. Just make them in advance."

"That's what the customers who stayed are ordering now. What about the new customers tomorrow? Be honest and wait for me at home, don't run around."

Mr. Zhou, accountant, is responsible for the whole family, so he said to Chef Bao at home.

"okay."

Listening to the reluctant voice over there, Zhouquan's mind immediately had the current appearance of Brother Baoyan.

He must have been squatting in the corner with the microphone in his arms, listening to the phone with his ears down.

Zhou Quan understands his petty temper, he is not a person who is particularly good at rejecting and fighting for, he is not very responsive to strangers, but he never refuses the requests of people who care about them.

As long as what is touched is not something he cares about, basically you poke him and he will move, silently moving people.

But once someone dares to touch what he cares about, the loyal dog can turn into a mad wolf in an instant, and will not stop until those who covet his treasure are torn to pieces.

As the old saying goes, a muffled voice makes a fortune, and a dull man makes a leopard, which refers to Brother Baozhen's temper.

Although Chef Bao's image doesn't look weak at all, it doesn't prevent him from becoming an excellent leopard.

With an indescribably joyful mood, the two young people held the phone and chatted non-stop. The content was repetitive and boring, but neither of them wanted to put the phone down first.

It wasn't until the phones of both parties issued frequent warning tones due to low battery that they reluctantly ended the call.

After hanging up the phone, Zhouquan looked at the big red letter on the screen of the phone that the battery was less than 5%, touched his chin and subconsciously said: "I bought this phone for myself with my first month's salary after graduating from university. Now that I think about it, I’ve used it for more than three years. It’s time to change it. Well, what should I change? Just the one that charges for [-] minutes and talks for two hours. It’s just a little bit for Brother Baoyan go back."

Zhou Quan, who was dissatisfied with his mobile phone's battery life and call time, made a happy decision. He didn't even eat dinner at the hotel, and went shopping to buy a mobile phone.

At night, I fell asleep with two new mobile phones in my arms. In the morning, I took my luggage and got into the car with a pot of orchids. The people in the car saw him holding potted flowers when he went out for a trip, which seemed strange to him.

Because everyone in the car had eaten the lo mei that Zhou Quan distributed to everyone when they came, so everyone was familiar with it.

Chef Bao's gourmet policy has been very successful. Not only has no one bullied Zhouquan along the way, on the contrary, everyone has taken good care of him.

Before driving, Zhou Quan sent a text message to Chef Bao with his new mobile phone, the content was that everything will be fine after I get in the car, take care of the business of the hotel and don’t come to pick me up, wait until I come back to find you.

The B&B is exactly as Zhou Quan had expected. A group of guests left in the morning, and they were immediately filled up when they didn’t arrive at noon. Moreover, the new guests were particularly interested in the Confucian cuisine that they had rarely seen before. At least six or seven dishes were ordered in each room.

You must know that Confucian cuisine is notoriously labor-intensive and time-consuming. There are many dishes that are not prepared an hour or two in advance.

Because of this, the kitchen and this side immediately became busy, everyone performed their duties, and the core department of Baojia B&B began to operate in an orderly manner.

The two aunts who help the kitchen in the homestay mainly do matching and blending, and the rest of the water case, red case, and white case are all done by Uncle Wen and Chef Bao.

Aunt Lanhua was chopping vegetables while listening to the noise behind her, she nudged the colleague beside her with her elbow and asked, "Sister-in-law, what's the matter with Ah Huang? I always feel that he seems to be holding back today." What, the frying spoon and the spatula are for him to use, and the bottom of the pot will leak if you keep going on like this."

After hearing the words, Aunt Gui glanced back calmly, just in time to see Chef Bao flipping the pork face.

Chef Bao put the pre-boiled pig's face into the frying spoon for the final seasoning, then held a rag in his left hand, folded it to cover his palm, hooked the side of the pot ear with his thumb, and spread his four fingers apart Pressing against the bottom of the pot, the wrist is flexible and gently turned, allowing the domestic pig face and soup to slide.

Then the shoulders, arms and wrists worked together, and after a few quick flips, the domestic pig's face had turned three times.

Chef Bao turned the spoon very fast, and the dishes were ready in a dozen seconds, and there was no splash of juice on the side of the stove.

Seeing the other party's quick hands and feet, Aunt Gui turned around and continued to chop vegetables and said, "No problem, but the energy is a bit too much, and the pig's face almost didn't let him swing it on the beam."

Just as the pig's face was out of the pot, Chef Bao, who was washing the pot under the faucet, was thinking a hundred miles away, and he didn't know where the minibus carrying Zhou Zhou was now.

After a while of frying and frying, all the dishes on the menu are finally ready, but according to their experience, after an hour of the banquet, they will usually usher in a small peak of ordering again.

Those who will order at this time are usually those newcomers. After eating the previous dishes, they feel delicious and easy to eat, so they can't help but open the menu and order a few more dishes.

Taking advantage of this short period of time, people in the kitchen are resting and looking for something to fill their stomachs. Everyone knows that if you don’t eat enough at this time, you will have to wait until after three o’clock when you get busy. Only time to eat.

Chef Bao, who used to go back to Sijin to close his eyes and rest for a while, now stood at the door, looking expectantly and anxiously in the direction of the village entrance.

Ten minutes later, he still didn't see the person he was thinking of, so he had to turn around and go back first.

He had just returned to the yard when Huahua, the big civet cat in charge of the town house, came out of the rose bush with its two cubs.

As the "scavenger" in the homestay, Huahua is dedicated to her work. Since she brought the kittens here, for a few days, there are no more mice or mice. the sound of.

The big civet cat has been working here for nearly two months. Not to mention the rodents and mice, the reptile geckos that could be seen at night are gone. Recently, Huahua has been free only at night. Take the kittens to watch the bugs under the light.

As an important part of ensuring the safety of the homestay, the big civet cat Huahua enjoys employee treatment at the homestay. It and the kittens can eat the nutritious cat meals specially made for them by the kitchen every month.

This is a special treatment they have only started to enjoy in the last month. Before, the whole family ate rice with shrimp skin, or rice with fish sauce or gravy.

As a domestic cat that has lived in the village for generations, the big civet cats and their family are well adapted to this kind of food. Chef Bao’s good craftsmanship makes the cats’ beards stand up when they eat it.

It was later that Zhou Quan heard from his junior trainer majoring in animal husbandry that cats should not consume too much salt and sugar, so he made a special connection with the animal medicine major and learned how to make nutritious cat food at home.

As the most popular existence among the animals and plants in the entire homestay, as long as Zhouquan is in the cats, he must distribute the cat food himself, and he will only trouble others when he is no longer.

Huahua took her two kittens who had grown up quite a bit, and walked leisurely past Chef Bao with their tails upright and their paws on.

As a smart cat, it can clearly distinguish the status of each member in a group. Although the big guy in front of him seems to be the guy with the highest status in the house, Huahua knows very well that he is the same as himself. You have to go to the person with a shallow smile to get the 'salary'.

Since they are all 'working class', their status in the group is the same, so the big civet cat's attitude towards Chef Bao is no different from that of other people.

Chef Bao, who was thinking about why Zhou Zhou hadn't come back yet, didn't care about the cats. Besides, the cats eat early and late, and it's not time for them to eat yet.

Huahua obviously knew this too, so it didn't bring the children here to beg for food at all, it was just passing by.

After passing through the courtyard, Huahua directly jumped onto the top of the wall, chose a flat place and lay down directly.

The line of sight here is good, allowing it to see farther and get more sunlight.

Its two kittens are lively and active, and they run and fight with each other in the yard because they don't want to take a nap.

Just when Chef Bao bypassed the kitten and was about to go back to the kitchen, he heard the big civet cat lying on the wall suddenly meow~meow~.

Meow~meow~meow~~, with long sounds one after another, the coquettish tail sound is very long, which is not at all different from its usual cry.

It only makes this cry when it sees a person, because that person is the one who feeds Huahua the most, and is the "parent" of Huahua and the kittens.

Hearing this cry, Chef Bao almost ran out of the door. Standing outside the porch of his vermilion door, he saw the person he had missed for so many days.

Wearing a shirt and jeans, Zhou Quan, who was pulling luggage and holding an orchid in his arms, smiled brightly when he saw Chef Bao at the gate. He let go of his luggage and took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. Zhou Quan raised his head and said to the man: "I I'm home."

Chef Bao swears that he has never heard more beautiful and magical words than these four words in his life. Just one word makes his heart fall to the ground.

The author has something to say:

The big civet cat saw Chef Bao: Meow, what kind of head chef, you have to be paid like a cat.

The big civet cat sees Zhou Cai: ~o(=∩ω∩=)m, you are here to feed (~o￣▽￣)～o~