Fairyland, Big Problem

sprouts diced, seaweed balls;

The stick thumping the chopping board resounds;

Dolls, dolls stand by the stove;

Steaming red cheeks…

In the room, Boss Zhang looked puzzled.

Across the table, Wang Biao held a bowl of ordinary beef **** in silence, looking at the daunting appearance, he was more entangled than drinking herbal soup.

Feeling the wrong atmosphere, Zhang Anning snuggled into his father’s arms obediently, his transparent eyes never blinking.

Knowing that he guessed correctly, Wen Jiu paid close attention to the image of the dream.

The three minutes of silence seemed extremely long. Wang Biao scooped up the beef **** with a spoon and shoved them into his mouth. The meatballs were actually like a soldier who was willing to die. Boss Zhang was so frightened that he thought he was allergic to beef.

However, in the past few years, when drinking at home, the appetizers have often eaten soy sauce beef…

Bah.

The porcelain bowl was placed on the table, Zhang Anning shrank in fright, and Wang Biao was crying.

“Little brother Wenjiu, what happened to Wang Biao?”

“Chef Wang’s heart is about to be solved.”

In Wen Jiu’s line of sight, the white porcelain bowl made of the image of a beautiful dream gently floated low. Wang Biao seemed to feel it, and raised his tearful face.

In the dense steam, beef **** are looming in the thick porcelain bowl of the hometown.

“Dings of sprouts, **** of seaweed; sticks pounding on the chopping board…”

Wang Biao babbled in a somewhat non-standard language like a dream, but Wen Jiu could hear it vaguely.

“Boss Zhang, which district’s language is that?”

“It’s from our 6th district. It’s mixed with their hometown accent, so the taste is different.”

The image of Sweet Dream changed slightly, the white porcelain spoon scooped up the balls, and they disappeared one by one, like an elder gently holding a bowl and feeding the children beef balls.

On the game interface, a text prompt box pops up:

Dream Points +11.

Wen Jiu secretly rejoiced, it’s done!

Hearing Wang Biao recovering from his confused state, he muttered, “It’s so unpalatable…”

Boss Zhang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “Wang Biao! Don’t go too far. People in their thirties and forties, even if the little brother’s beef **** don’t do well, you don’t need to cry so badly.”

“Hey, no, the beef **** are loose and poorly seasoned.”

Wang Biao was still babbling on unconsciously. If it weren’t for the fact that he had obtained the Sweet Dream Points, and he was crying really sadly, Wen Jiu would also want to complain.

“Wang Biao! What’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me.”

Boss Zhang saw that his old man was in a bad situation, so he put down the child and moved closer.

The heat from the beef **** gradually faded, and Wang Biao’s mood calmed down.

“Little brother is amazing, as expected of a great physicist, see through my thoughts at once.”

“It’s nothing, mainly with a warm heart.”

Without blushing or panting, Wen Jiu responded righteously. In fact, the inspiration came from the free food in the department store.

Speaking of which…the names like the **** stick must find a way to straighten them back.

“It’s me who can’t get through with myself…”

Wang Biao tells his story.

From Changle City to the south, there is only one rural bus line a day that goes to Tiantou Village, which is Wang Biao’s hometown.

My father is a well-known chef. Not only his hometown, but also his neighbors will come to him when they have big weddings.

In the rebellious period, Wang Biao despised the dry cook in his heart.

This kind of cooking is extremely physical and energy-intensive. There was no electric mixer in those days, and the beef had to be beaten into a puree by hand, and then mixed with a proper amount of starch to squeeze out the balls.

The old father’s physical fitness was gradually unable to hold up, and he wanted to pass on his craftsmanship.

Wang Biao, however, was resolutely unwilling. He insisted that the desk work did not appear, and left his hometown.

Later, I met Boss Zhang. After working in the supermarket, he didn’t go home for five or six years, and he still worked as a cook.

“Huh? You…”

Wen Jiu originally thought that Wang Biao’s departure from his hometown was a north-south journey like a north drift, and it was an hour or two’s drive from the village outside Changle City.

“Why don’t you go back?”

“I have no face to go back…”

She once disliked her father’s cooking career, but it was also the chef profession that later supported Wang Biao in Changle City.

He originally wanted to do a big job and then go back to show off to his father, but before he knew Boss Zhang, he was in a bad way until he accepted his fate.

“When I was a child, my father used to have beef **** and beef smoothies with a fragrant and chewy texture…”

Bah.

This time, Wen Jiu made a noise and slapped the table with his palm, “Go back quickly, don’t regret it if you really can’t eat it.”

The silence lasted for a few seconds, Wang Biao stood up, his thick arms wiped away the tears on his face.

“My father taught me to be a man, but I kept running away for ridiculous self-esteem.”

The words stopped, Wang Biao looked at Boss Zhang with bright eyes, “Old Zhang, I may have to take a leave of absence for a while.”

“Okay! It’s okay, I’ll keep the chef’s seat for you.” Boss Zhang smiled and had tears in his eyes, “But remember to add two dishes to the cooked food area when you come back next time.”

“Beef balls, beef smoothie!”

“A word is for sure!”

The palms of the two big men clapped together fiercely, and standing next to him was Zhang Anning who didn’t know why.

The little boy couldn’t understand why his father and Uncle Wang were crying and laughing. One day, he would know his father’s greatness.

Or maybe he already knew.

The deeply hidden emotions were out of control, and Wang Biao immediately got up to pack his luggage and catch the city bus to the village bus early in the morning.

It is obvious that the shallow traces of time on his face are stretched.

“Little brother Wenjiu, we agreed to complete the remuneration entrusted to 300b. You did a perfect job!”

Wang Biao was about to transfer money, but was stopped by Boss Zhang, “It was agreed that I would pay.”

“No, no, I didn’t expect Wen Jiu to have such a high level of hope at such a young age.”

“Can’t you understand it as psychotherapy?!”

Looking at the two big men pushing around, Wen Jiu…

Decided to start eating.

I was busy just now, UU was reading www. uukanshu.com ate half a mouthful of fish balls.

We bought this thing with money, so I’ll pay for it anyway.

When Wang Biao left, there was an extra 300b in cash on the table, and the two brothers each contributed half.

It’s not that he is short of money, it’s just that Boss Zhang is happy, and he also came to make a fortune.

“Wen Jiu, I really didn’t see you wrong.”

Wen Jiu is not what Boss Zhang thinks. In fact, he only knows some anecdotal knowledge about psychology, but there is nothing to explain. It can help people unravel the knot and be honest with themselves. The most important thing.

“Being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty.”

“Good job, I respect you.”

Boss Zhang picked up the wine glass. They knew that Wen Jiu didn’t drink, so they prepared juice.

“Wen Jiu, where is your Dream Office?”

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

“Boss Zhang, I don’t rent any office space, so I’m the bare commander in the office.”

“Ah, it’s okay, with your ability, you can develop it very quickly.”

Boss Zhang was full of emotion. More than one or two friends who had been working in the supermarket for many years could see that Wang Biao had something on his mind, but unfortunately there was nothing they could do about him.

Depressed mind leads to chest tightness and insomnia, which affects Wang Biao’s health.

The partners were anxious and unable to solve it. Unexpectedly, Boss Zhang met Wen Jiu by chance.

Speaking of this, Boss Zhang is really happy, the objects in the cup are one after another, and the repeated words are repeated over and over again.

“Boss Zhang, you are drunk.”

“Hiccup, yes, I can’t drink any more. I’m going to send my child to school tomorrow.”

“Um?”

Wen Jiu remembered that Boss Zhang said the day before yesterday that Zhang Anning started going to school and dismissed himself in the second grade.

Father and son looked at each other, raised a smile, the tacit understanding is self-evident…