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Chapter 279 Ah Nian, Are You Free Tonight?
"A Nian, are you free tonight?" Wang Chaoyun asked straight to the point after Chen Nian came in, meeting Chen Nian's puzzled eyes.

This time, he stopped Chen Nian directly.

Chen Nian didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Can you accompany me to the beach for a walk together?" Looking at Chen Nian's puzzled face, Wang Chaoyun added another sentence.

Hearing this, Chen Nian sighed: "Oh, go to the beach, why do you think of going to the beach to have a look?"

"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to try to see if I can see where my home is."

In terms of time, old years may not be there, but at this time Wang Chaoyun suddenly said that he wanted to see the direction of his home, which made him a little soft-hearted, and it was almost half a year since he came to this world. It seems that I have never been out of Chinatown.

Moreover, I have always lived inland, and it seems that I have never seen the sea.

"Okay, then wait for me to clean up."

After Chen Nian said that, he tidied up the kitchen, then went back to his room and changed his clothes before coming out.

Looking at Wang Chaoyun who was waiting in the restaurant, he said, "Let's go."

Afterwards, the two walked side by side on the street like this. Although Chen Nian had never been there before, they knew the general direction, and they also walked on major roads along the way, so it was safer.

They walked and chatted along the way, but most of them were Wang Chaoyun telling Chen Nian stories about her own childhood. For example, when she was a child, she was scolded every day because she had to cook for the family.

Even once after she cooked the meal, when serving it to her father, she accidentally made her voice a little louder when she put it down, which made her father angry. She was not even allowed to eat at noon that day, so she had to go to the Stay in the yard.

At that time, she could only stand in the yard, listening to her stomach growling, while watching her parents and her brother who was only three years younger than herself eating in the room.

So almost half a month later, maybe everyone had forgotten about it, but Wang Chaoyun always remembered it, so when she was cooking at noon this day, she secretly threw her booger into it, and then deliberately put it on the side of the table. When eating, put it heavily on the table.

In the end, she naturally fulfilled her wish and was punished to stand in the yard.

But this time she watched the "family" inside eating, and she was full of pleasure.

From then on, Wang Chaoyun knew that he would live under the shadow for the rest of his life in this patriarchal family.

But Wang Chaoyun at that time did not expect that he would be sold overseas in a few years.

Wang Chaoyun could accept it if she found a rich family in the local area to marry. After all, she had already thought of that ending, but she was sold so far away.

"Maybe in their eyes, I don't even have any value for use. They think that if you marry me, you will naturally become someone else's family. Maybe I will retaliate in the future, and the money I can get is limited, but if you sell me If you come here, you can sell it for a good price, enough for them to renovate the main house, and save money for my younger brother to marry a wife, and you don’t have to worry about me going back for revenge, out of sight and out of mind.”

"I didn't expect you to be quite rebellious." Chen Nian joked.

Especially where the snot was thrown, he felt very happy.

Daughters who grow up in that kind of family are actually just a tool, and in many cases they don't even have the right to autonomy at all.

And the mothers who are also women do more work of helping the tyrants, because they themselves came here in this way when they were young.

Although Chen Nian had heard about fathers favoring sons over daughters before, but mothers loved their daughters very much, or the two were reversed, but such injustices were always more memorable than those kind stories.

"But after I was sold here this year, it's not that I didn't think about it, and it wasn't that I didn't think about running away, but after hearing what you said that night, I suddenly gave up this idea."

"What can I do if I go back? There I will just repeat my previous life and marry someone I may have never met, maybe the other person has some disabilities, because this kind of person is more difficult than others Looking for a wife, so the price is naturally high, and the reality is that I can't go back at all."

Wang Chaoyun laughed at himself and said, "It's better to stay here."

They have come to the beach and are walking along the coast at this time...

Wang Chaoyun looked at the endless sea. At this time, the sky was dark blue, but there seemed to be no such clear boundary at the end of the sky and the sea, as if the whole was integrated into one.

It's like a huge hood that covers them all on this land, and no one can escape from the shackles.

Today's wind is not very strong, the sea breeze coming gradually messes Wang Chaoyun's hair, this woman who is not even 20 years old keeps pulling her hair behind her ears.

"Do you think I'm dirty?" Suddenly Wang Chaoyun asked.

"Huh? Why do you think so? We live in this world just to survive. There are many people who have worked hard to live. Those who laugh at others just don't stand in their position."

Chen Nian said seriously.

"And they have no choice, and God has never given them a chance to choose. Some people will become insensitive because of this, but some people are still in hell, but they are still looking for opportunities. Once the opportunity comes to them will hold on tight."

Wang Chaoyun heard this, looked at Chen Nian's side face and murmured: "Yes, if there is a choice, who would want to live this kind of life?"

"Yes."

Chen Nian nodded heavily, but after he finished speaking, he found that the other party hadn't spoken for a long time, and subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see that the other party kept staring at him.

After being discovered, Wang Chaoyun quickly looked away, lowered his head slightly to hide the redness on his cheeks well: "By the way, if you had a choice, what would you want to do?"

"Me? I might still choose to cook. After all, I don't have anything else I particularly like to do besides this."

"It's great, I can do what I like to do." Wang Chaoyun said enviously.

"What about you?" Chen Nian asked back.

"Me, I actually want to start a business too, become a big boss, manage many people under my command, and have a lot of money in hand, and then I can do anything else I want to do."

Now it was Chen Nian's turn to be surprised. He didn't expect Wang Chaoyun to want to be a big boss. He didn't know whether it was because he thought so or because he felt the open mind here after coming to the United States.

But he didn't ask too much about these old things. After all, his purpose of coming here is similar to Wang Chaoyun's, just to see the sea.

But Wang Chaoyun didn't see the existence of another piece of land from the sea, because it was really too far away.

Afterwards, they walked back for more than an hour, and this time it was Chen Nian's turn to speak.

But instead of telling his own story, he told the story of the Titanic.

Because speaking of it, the sinking of the Titanic also happened this year. Although it did not depart from the port of San Francisco, it departed from the United Kingdom towards New York.

But the sinking of the ship also caused a great stir, and the newspapers at that time were full of stories about it.

Chen Nian didn't speak quickly, because he couldn't remember some details clearly, but even so, he didn't cut out the story.

"How did you know so clearly? You said it as if you were also on the boat at the time." Although Wang Chaoyun's eyes flickered, she didn't envy the love story between Jack and Rousi. Chen Nian asked such a question.

"There were still survivors on the ship at that time."

"What about the Heart of the Ocean? Is this true?" Wang Chaoyun asked again.

But at this moment, Chen Nian shook his head: "I don't know about it, but if I brought that gem down, I would definitely not tell others."

"Hahaha, me too."

Talking like this, they went back to Chinatown.

Wang Chaoyun didn't say that he wanted to stay, and Chen Nian naturally wouldn't say such things, but just when the two were about to part, Wang Chaoyun said again: "I didn't wear perfume, because you said before I don't like it very much."

However, Chen Nian did not persuade the other party to spray less in the future, but responded with a smile: "Maybe it's my problem."

Then he watched Wang Chaoyun return to Yihong Courtyard, and he himself returned to the hut.

On the second day, Mr. Qiao found out that Chen didn't practice cooking the night before, so he asked why.

Facing this question, Chen Nian just said honestly: "Yesterday Wang Chaoyun came and said that he wanted to go to the beach. It happened that I had been here for so long and hadn't been out of Chinatown, so I agreed."

"No wonder you have such heavy dark circles. If you are sleepy, go back and rest now. Anyway, today is not very busy." Mr. Qiao said.

"It's okay, just rest at noon."

Then Chen Nian got busy again.

Young people, staying up late is nothing, besides, my body is so young now, and besides that, Chen Nian also noticed that there was a piece of pork among the ingredients delivered to the store this morning.

And the pork doesn't seem to come from the United States yet.

It is easy to distinguish between the two, because the pork in the United States always has a very fishy smell, just like the pork in the Great Xia Dynasty, because the pigs were not castrated when they were young.

And that piece of meat is still a piece of pork belly, which is fat and thin, and looks very good.

In addition, Mr. Qiao made some preserved vegetables in the morning, so Chen Nian thought that Mr. Qiao might be making preserved vegetables and braised pork.

And this time it was made with raw pork, so it is even more impossible for Chen Nian to miss this opportunity.

This time, in front of Chen Nian, Mr. Qiao opened his usually locked seasoning cabinet, and then took out a bottle of red seasoning from it.

"Sufu?"

I didn’t see it very clearly before, but this time I looked upright, the inside is fermented bean curd, and you can see the red pieces inside from the outside. This thing also exists in later generations, and there are even red bean curds in Sichuan. Oily fermented bean curd.

But this time, after Mr. Qiao prepared all the seasonings and ingredients, he didn't do it immediately. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Chen Nian: "Try it, and ask me if you don't know it."

In this way, it is obvious to teach Chen Nian how to make this dish.

"Master, in case I can't do well..."

"No matter what we are afraid of, we can sell whatever we make. How can they taste good or bad, you just do it."

Obviously, Mr. Qiao didn't have a system, and he didn't have such a requirement. Even if he overturned the food, he could still sell it.

Besides, for those workers, if there are pickled vegetables and meat, they will definitely rush to buy them one by one.

After eating this greasy meal, I will work more vigorously in the afternoon than before.

Now that Mr. Qiao has delegated power, Chen Nian naturally dares to do it boldly. He has never been a timid person.

Although I haven't made braised pork with preserved vegetables before, I have made braised pork before, and I have seen Mr. Qiao make this dish many times.

In the past, Mr. Qiao always put the meat directly into the pot and blanched it with water, but he made pork belly before aging, and knew that there are pig sweat glands on the pig skin. If the pig skin is not scalded, the smell will still remain.

Even if the pork came from China and had been castrated early, after all, the breeding environment in this era is not as clean and hygienic as it is in modern times.

Then Chen Nian turned on the fire, put the pork into the pot after heating it up, and the pork skin was pressed against the pot and started to be roasted. Mr. Qiao squinted his eyes when he saw Chen Nian's action, but he didn't say anything.

Because he has never done this step in making pork, but he has a faint feeling that doing this step in aging is not superfluous, but has its own purpose.

After the pigskin was baked and began to turn golden yellow, and the smell of pork gradually came out of the pot, the old man took it out, and then put cold water in the pot, added green onion, ginger and rice wine, and prepared to blanch water.

Only then did the old man ask curiously, "Ah Nian, why did you burn the pig's skin just now?"

Faced with Mr. Qiao's question, Chen Nian had already prepared an answer: "My father used to do this when he made pigs during festivals. He said that there were places where pigs sweated in the pig skin, but when the pigs died After that, that place is closed, and you have to burn it to open it, and then get rid of the smell, so I..."

Mr. Qiao nodded calmly, and didn't say that he didn't know this before.

Although I have been cooking for such a long time, it is not full-time and omnipotent. Many folk methods are actually very useful.

So after Mr. Qiao got the answer, he was still a little happy, thinking that he had learned another trick.

(End of this chapter)