Siheyuan: Since 1962

Chapter 135 Desserts
Inside Nan Yi's house.

"Nan Yi, I forgot to introduce you just now. This is Comrade He Daqing, the father of He Yuzhu. He used to be the chef of our steel mill. Because of some things, he went to another place, so He Yuzhu took over the job."

After Nan Yi sat down, Zhou Weimin introduced him with a smile.

"Master He, nice to meet you."

"Master Nan, you are too polite. Please forgive me for what happened to Silly Zhu."

The two men stood up and shook hands, officially becoming acquainted. The incident involving Sha Zhu did not leave any grudges between them.

But Nan Yi did not sit down. Instead, he took the dustpan covered with a steamer cloth that was placed on a stool beside him and brought it to the table.

"Wei Min, I made some snacks for you last night. Take a look at which snacks are better. I'll make them and send them to you when the time comes."

When you lift the steamer cloth, you can see a lot of different kinds of snacks, clearly placed separately, with no one next to each other.

"I won't talk about the chess noodles and donkey rolls, I just made some for preparation, now let's taste them."

"This is a tofu roll, made with tofu. It's soft and delicate, with a bean fragrance. The taste is relatively light, and you won't get sick of it even if you eat a few more."

"This is an egg roll, made with eggs and potato starch. It's crispy and has a strong egg flavor. It's a snack from the south."

"This is egg cake, steamed with eggs. It's a famous snack in Zuncheng. It's made by pressing the egg into a hole and then flattens it again with the other hand. It's not fishy or greasy, and it's soft and delicious."

"But the taste will be much worse if it is cooled down. If necessary, it will taste much better if it is made right now."

Nan Yi introduced them one by one. Zhou Weimin was fine, but He Daqing sighed inwardly.

My silly son deserved to lose. He could make snacks from all over the country, and it was obvious that he liked to study craftsmanship.

Sha Zhu, that simpleton who makes a living by his cooking skills, is not even worthy to be compared with Master Nan Yi.

"I didn't expect you would make so many snacks. I'm sorry to trouble you."

Zhou Weimin picked up an egg cake and took a bite, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He didn't like sweets very much, but he quite liked the egg cake made by Nan Yi.

It doesn't feel overly sweet, but it leaves a lingering taste in your mouth. However, as Nan Yi said, the taste will be worse when it gets cold. For a moment, I was looking forward to the taste of the freshly made egg cake.

Seeing this, He Daqing also picked up the egg cake in front of him and tasted it. After finishing it, he tried the other snacks.

Only after tasting them all did he chuckle and shake his head, saying with emotion: "When I came here, I said I wanted to take a look at the dim sum and give some suggestions, but I was too arrogant. There are several dim sum made by Chef Nan Yi that I have never tasted before, and even the donkey rolls are much better than mine. If it were in the past, if I opened a dim sum shop, I'm afraid the door would be trampled down by people."

"Master He, you are too kind. I just figured it out when I had nothing to do. My skills are definitely not as good as those of other pastry chefs out there."

Nan Yi placed the brewed tea in front of the two people and said modestly: "Dim sum is also called tea snacks. It tastes even better when eaten with tea."

The reason why tea was not served just now was to let the two of them taste the original flavor of the dim sum. After all, Zhou Weimin was going to use these dim sum, not eat them himself.

Zhou Weimin took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Uncle He is right, Nan Yi, your cooking skills are good enough to open a snack shop. Next Friday, make some of these egg cakes and egg rolls. You don't need to make too much, just enough for three or four people as snacks."

He knew that the tofu rolls made by Nan Yi were so good that they could almost make people die of fullness, but he didn't expect that Nan Yi could make so many snacks, and it seemed that these were only some of the easy ones.

It was the right decision to transfer Nan Yi to the steel rolling mill.

"Okay, whenever you need it, just tell me half a day in advance."

Nan Yi nodded and agreed with a smile. It would be good if he could help Zhou Weimin. He had troubled Zhou Weimin so many times, and if he didn't do something, he would really not be able to sleep well.

"Hahaha, let's not talk about this. I just saw Doctor Ding standing in front of you and speaking for you. Are you two almost done?"

After finishing the serious business, Zhou Weimin changed the subject and started joking.

As for Ding Qiunan, he actually didn't think she was that good, but who made Nan Yi like her?

If you want to be friends, don't interfere in other people's emotional affairs, otherwise these friends will become enemies sooner or later.

"Now people are just thinking about reading books and looking for opportunities to work as doctors in hospitals. They don't care about me. I used to work in the factory, and there were only a few opportunities for us to talk. Now that we are neighbors, I really don't care about me."

Nan Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head. After becoming neighbors, he really felt that he and Ding Qiunan were only suitable to be friends, not husband and wife.

He originally thought that Ding Qiunan was just cold in the factory, but he didn't expect that she was really like this. If she became his wife, he couldn't figure out how the two of them would get along.

He Daqing saw that what he said was not false, and immediately said cheerfully: "Master Nan is such a good cook, and now he is the chef of the steel mill. It is not easy for him to find a wife. If no one is a matchmaker for you, I can ask for you. Give me half a month and I will bring someone to meet you."

Nan Yi forced a smile and said helplessly, "Don't bother Master He. I'd better get familiar with this city first, and then consider it. I don't have a good background, and I'm afraid that few girls would be willing to be with me. Don't ruin the relationship between Master He and his friends."

After hearing what he said, Zhou Weimin began to understand Nan Yi's thoughts.

It is true that he likes Ding Qiunan, but there is also the issue of his background. Among people of similar background, Ding Qiunan is the best one.

People of each generation value different things, and girls like different men.

In the 1960s, women married poor peasants; in the 1970s, women married soldiers; in the 1980s, women married people with diplomas.

In that era, class background was as important as whether or not one had a job. In another two years, class background was even more important than that.

"It's okay. Although your class background is not a small matter, it's not a big deal either. I won't try to dissuade you. If you want to find a wife, just come to the courtyard and tell me."

He Daqing originally thought that Nan Yi was a good person, not only was he ambitious but he also had a special relationship with Zhou Weimin, so he wanted to help him with his marriage.

But seeing that he didn't seem to be shirking his responsibilities, she didn't rush to act as a matchmaker.

"I remember that if I want to find a wife, I will definitely come and bother Uncle He."

Nan Yi agreed with a smile, but changed his address and called him Uncle He like Zhou Weimin did.

Zhou Weimin watched the two people communicating and suddenly thought of Liang Ladi, another protagonist in the machine repair factory.

But he smiled and shook his head. The fact that Nan Yi and Liang Ladi could be together was the result of a series of events.

Now that Nan Yi has been transferred to the steel rolling mill, no matter how much they try, they can never be together.

In fact, this ruined Nan Yi's marriage. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "If Uncle He can't find a girl you like, come to me and I will help you find someone. I will definitely let you find someone you like."

"You're making fun of me again. Come have lunch at my place. Everything is ready and you can have as much as you want. Call that brother outside and Ding Qiunan to make my room lively."

Nan Yi pointed at Zhou Weimin, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and abruptly changed the subject. If he didn't say anything, he always felt that Zhou Weimin would bring the girl to meet him today.

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(End of this chapter)