klisemfg Chapter 212 Fish Soup
Chapter 212 Fish Soup
Xu Yiyi used her imagination and described to Amin the appearance of the oven she wanted, using gestures.
Who knew that the more you talk, the more confused you become.
"If you want to roast duck, can't you just roast it directly over the fire?"
Amin asked a question.
You can also roast the duck by making a pile of firewood and placing it on the rack.
Xu Yiyi insisted on having this oven.
"Ah Ming, just say less and do whatever Yi Yi says."
Aunt Arong glared at Amin with a stern face.
"I understand—Mother."
Amin said helplessly.
……
"What are they doing? They've got a bunch of bricks in the yard."
Hong Gang stood on the second floor, looking thoughtfully, and looked through the window lattice on the second floor.
"I do not know!"
The waiter who was cleaning the escalator responded casually.
Unexpectedly, this made Hong Gang angry again.
"Who asked you that? Go do your job."
Hong Gang cursed and turned his head to look.
As soon as his face faced the window, he was discovered by Lao Lu.
The old man reeked of alcohol but was not drunk. He bent down and picked up a stone at his feet. His movements were quick and decisive, without any hesitation.
With his eyes half-closed and aiming at the target, he swung his arm vigorously and the stone flew out with a whistling sound.
With a scream of "Ouch", Hong Gang covered his forehead with his hands, and blood gushed out from between his fingers, instantly staining his clothes red.
"What's going on?"
Xu Yiyi raised her head from the paper and looked around.
"What happened? Why did I hear Hong Gang's cry?"
Xu Yiyi looked at Lao Lu with some confusion.
"No way! You heard me wrong. Go draw your oven."
Lao Lu lay in the rocking chair, waved his hands, and spoke nonchalantly.
The voice just fell.
A person rushed in from the back door.
Isn’t that the fat and big-eared guy Hong Gang?
Looking at the blood oozing from his forehead, I immediately understood.
"You threw me?"
Hong Gang covered his forehead tightly with one hand, blood oozing out from between his fingers. The bright red blood dripped onto the ground, splashing tiny blood flowers. His face was as pale as paper due to the pain.
Lao Lu chuckled.
"Who hit you? Boss Hong, you're so unlucky. You fell down in your own restaurant?"
Lao Lu sat up from the rocking chair and looked at Hong Gang teasingly.
"You're talking nonsense. I was just standing in front of the window looking at you guys when something hit me."
Hong Gang pointed at Lao Lu angrily and said.
"Spying on us?"
Xu Yiyi said suddenly.
"If you continue like this, I will block your last window."
Xu Yiyi snorted coldly. It turned out that Hong Gang always liked to stare at their backyard.
Xu Yiyi discovered the backyard and used mud to seal the windows on the second-floor corridor.
Are you still peeking now?
"I didn't peek, I just saw it accidentally."
Hong Gang said stubbornly.
"That little bird just happened to fly by and hit you on the head!"
Lao Lu shrugged and spoke indifferently.
"You're talking nonsense. It's obviously you..."
Hong Gang pointed at Lao Lu with an angry look on his face.
"Since you say it was him, do you have any evidence?"
Xu Yiyi put down the paper and pen and walked up to Hong Gang to confront him.
This guy is also a coward. I heard that after Xu Yiyi killed someone, he is not as tough as before.
Blatantly going against her.
When he saw her coming and the dagger on Xu Yiyi's waist, he suddenly felt a little timid.
"Just wait for me, I won't let you go next time."
Hong Gang said something harsh and ran back with his head covered.
It really comes in a hurry and goes in a hurry.
"Yi Yi, does this guy come here to cause trouble for you every day?"
Amin is not a talkative person and he is not very courageous.
But as soon as Hong Gang came in, he immediately stood behind Xu Yiyi with a harpoon in his hand, as if facing a formidable enemy.
As soon as the person left, I felt relaxed.
Let out a long sigh.
Suddenly he thought of something and quickly asked Xu Yiyi.
"How could that be! He works at the restaurant next door. Even if we're competitors, we see each other every day. There might be some minor friction, but it's no big deal."
Xu Yiyi said indifferently.
A bowl of wine every day brings endless joy.
Anyway, Hong Gang can't gain any advantage.
"That's good, that's good. If you are bullied, you must not hide it. Go back and tell the clan leader."
Amin patted his chest, still feeling scared.
……
"Sister——"
Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door.
Xu Yiyi raised her eyes and saw Sanchuan jumping across the threshold. He was dressed in a moon-white Confucian robe and looked full of youthful energy. His hair crown was slightly tilted to one side, his face was flushed, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, soaking his collar.
"Why did you come back suddenly?"
Xu Yiyi was full of curiosity, because Mr. Xiang usually still taught at this time.
Not long after, Sanchuan rushed in like a gust of wind, his clothes were a little messy, and his hair, which was usually tied neatly, was loose in some places.
"The teacher felt a little unwell after lunch, so he dismissed us from school early."
Sanchuan said with some concern.
"But I just ran all the way to find Grandpa Yun. Sir, nothing serious happened, it's just that the weather is too hot."
The weather is getting hotter and hotter nowadays. It’s unbearable to go out for a while.
After hearing this, Xu Yiyi quickly handed over a bowl of cold tea, but Sanchuan didn't even have time to drink it.
He was busy taking off his school bag.
Then he said
"The teacher was sweating profusely while teaching, and his voice gradually became weaker, but he still forced himself to explain the poems to us. Finally, he could no longer hold on and had to end the get out of class early."
Sanchuan frowned and bit his lower lip. "I've never seen Mr. so weak. Big sister, do you think his illness is serious?"
Xu Yiyi patted Sanchuan's shoulder gently.
"What did Grandpa Yun say?"
Xu Yiyi was a little curious.
Sanchuan thought for a moment, "Grandpa Ayun said it's nothing serious. He told Mr. to lie down in a cool, well-ventilated room and rest peacefully. He shouldn't move around for the next few days."
Mr. Wu is very casual, so it shouldn't be a big deal.
Thinking of this, Sanchuan's worries faded a little.
"Not to mention that the weather has indeed become much hotter after the typhoon. I dare not sleep with the doors and windows closed at night. The house is like a smoldering furnace."
Lao Lu was also quite emotional about this and was drowsy lying in the rocking chair.
"It's okay. Elder Wu has said so. Mr. Xiang will recover after a few days of rest. Don't worry too much."
Xu Yiyi comforted him and gestured for Sanchuan to drink the herbal tea.
"Brother A Ming, I can't draw this oven right now. Don't squat in the yard all the time. Come sit under the eaves for a while."
Xu Yiyi suddenly thought of something and quickly asked Amin to hide in a cool place.
If I really get heatstroke, it will be very uncomfortable.
Sanchuan gulped down the herbal tea, wiped his mouth, and his eyes were drawn to Brother Amin.
I saw Brother Amin standing in a corner of the yard, with bricks piled on the ground. His brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes revealed a hint of thought, and he was muttering something from time to time.
"Isn't the oven ready yet, sis?"
Sanchuan couldn't help but walk forward curiously and asked with his head tilted.
"It was built once before, but it didn't fit and was torn down."
As Amin spoke, he started to gesture with the stone brick.
Sanchuan walked around and came to the eldest sister to see what she had drawn.
Then Sanchuan fell silent when he saw the drawing of an oven on the paper.
I saw that the lines on it were crooked and the structure was ambiguous, making it look like a "jack of all trades and master of none".
Xu Yiyi looked up at Sanchuan's reaction, her cheeks slightly hot, and she coughed awkwardly.
She reached out to hide the drawing paper, but realized that it would only make it more obvious, so her hand froze in mid-air.
Well, Xu Yiyi admitted that her painting was indeed average.
But it’s not so obvious that it can’t be seen.
"Let me draw it, big sister. Tell me what you want."
Sanchuan sat on the chair with a pen in hand, ready to start drawing.
"Oh, that's not right. Why is it an octagon? The oven should be square, with a wide door for easy addition of firewood, and a straight chimney for smooth exhaust, right?"
Xu Yiyi looked at it thoughtfully and felt that something was wrong.
"Sister, yours is too ordinary! If it were you, I'd build an octagonal one. It would look novel and disperse the heat evenly.
The furnace door is small and exquisite, and with the carvings, it looks so beautiful. But where are the four straight corners? It doesn't look good."
Sanchuan crossed his arms over his chest, shook his little head like a rattle, and looked unconvinced.
He stopped after drawing a few strokes and looked up at his elder sister.
He swiftly turned the pen in his hand and added a small round hole on the wall of the furnace, explaining.
"Sister, if you add this temperature hole, you can know the fire intensity inside and control the temperature of the grilled food better."
Seeing that the chimney was drawn straight, he changed it on his own and drew it to be winding.
"That way, the smoke will rise smoothly and the fire will burn brightly."
Then, my brother's eyes rolled and he asked a series of questions.
"Sister, what are the length, width and depth of this oven?"
……
"I do not know!"
……
"How high should the fire be to keep the plate from shaking?"
Sanchuan asked again.
"I don't know about that either."
Sanchuan sighed and continued asking.
"How far away should the baking pan be from the open flame in the oven so that it is cooked thoroughly without burning?"
"Hmm...I don't think I know that either?"
Xu Yiyi was stunned for a moment, scratching his head with a headache, and couldn't even give a single number.
Sanchuan also had a headache. No wonder he couldn't get it right after trying it once before.
Empty ideas.
Sanchuan had no choice but to take the sketch and run to Amin.
"Brother A Ming, you know this, right?"
Sanchuan looked at it curiously, and Amin was also a little unsure.
“You should know, right?
Amin said hesitantly.
Aunt Arong, who was resting nearby, spoke immediately.
"Ah Ming, if you don't know, just say you don't know. Don't waste your time and energy only to find out you don't know anything."
Aunt Arong said this very seriously.
"It's okay, it's okay. Let's figure it out slowly. I'm just messing around. There's no rush."
Seeing Aunt Arong looking rather serious, Xu Yiyi quickly came out to smooth things over.
Amin lowered his eyes and said nothing, just looking at the sketch seriously.
……
For the next four or five days, Amin came to the restaurant's backyard every day to tinker with the grill with Sanchuan.
Mr. Xiang took several days off due to illness, and Sanchuan was busy with his own homework during these days.
Everyone is thinking about this oven.
When Wu Ruiming finished his last injection, the oven was finally ready.
"Big sister, come quickly——"
Sanchuan took cheerful little steps, skipping and jumping as he ran towards the kitchen, shouting as he ran.
"Sister, sister, come and see, the oven is ready!"
The voice was filled with irrepressible joy and pride, echoing in the yard.
When the people in the yard heard this, they hurried over.
The child rushed into the kitchen and grabbed his elder sister's hand without saying a word, pulling her out with all his strength.
He was incredibly strong, as if he was afraid that Xu Yiyi wouldn't go to look.
Xu Yiyi was left at a loss for words by his sudden action. Every day when she closed the shop and returned to the island, she would go and take a look.
The two of them couldn't hide their movements at all.
But I still followed him.
Sanchuan pulled his elder sister along all the way, his steps as fast as the wind, and he kept muttering to himself.
"Big sister, look at this oven. It took me a lot of effort to build it, but it's so fun. We can use it to bake a lot of delicious food in the future."
The words were filled with beautiful visions of delicious food.
When they came to the oven, Sanchuan let go of his elder sister's hand, stood aside, chest held high, and stared at his elder sister without blinking.
To facilitate smoke exhaust, the oven is built outside.
Just against the wall, a large oven was built.
The oven was much more magnificent than she had imagined. Amin's exquisite craftsmanship made the lines of the oven body smooth, and the mud and plaster on the surface was flat and smooth, with a rustic luster.
The furnace door is square and opens and closes freely, like a big mouth waiting to be fed.
It’s not really made into an octagonal shape as Sihai said.
The chimney stands tall, straight and stable, with wisps of green smoke rising slowly, like a leisurely pastoral painting.
"Did you really figure it out?"
Xu Yiyi was a little surprised and thought that the oven might not be able to make it in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Unexpectedly, A-Ming and Sanchuan cooperated with each other and finally made it after taking it apart seven or eight times.
"It's nothing to me. Ming, just lay some bricks one by one. It's a simple task. Don't think about your sister's money!"
Aunt Arong said something out of the blue.
Looking at the square oven in front of me, I didn’t think it was anything special.
It took four or five days to figure it out.
In her opinion, Amin is just too lazy.
It's just a small thing, but it takes so long.
When A Ming heard what A Niang said, the smile on his face disappeared completely.
At this time, streaks of dust were still hanging on his face, making him look a little pitiful.
"That's not what Auntie Rong said! If it weren't for Brother Ming, I really wouldn't be able to make the oven. I'm just a decoration. I don't have a clue how to make it. It's only thanks to Brother Ming that I can make it."
Xu Yiyi patted Amin's shoulder to comfort him.
Aunt Arong thought Xu Yiyi was making excuses for Amin and shook her head in disagreement.
"Aunt Rong, don't disbelieve me. Brother Ming has been busy for several days just to measure the fire distance of the grill."
Sanchuan jumped out and retorted.
"Brother A-Ming tried it bit by bit, and I took notes with a pen and paper."
Sanchuan rolled his eyes and then took a long breath.