70s Hot Wife Love

"Hehe! Master Liu, that's not the case!" Qin Wanyu waved her hand and continued, "This is what I think right now, but I don't know when it can be fully realized. Alas! The main thing is that a good cook cannot cook without rice..."

Qin Wanyu showed a regretful expression, and Liu Quanyou immediately asked, "Don't you have money?"

"No!" Qin Wanyu suddenly realized that Liu Quanyou was quite sensible, and her first reaction was that she had no money.

"I have some money, but I don't have a suitable pastry chef, so I have to wait for news from others. I said yesterday that I would go home and call to ask. Even if I can come to Nanshi, it will take more than a day or two to get it done." Qin Wanyu said as she casually drew her fingers on the table.

"If you're in a hurry, I have someone I can lend you for a few days."

"Who?" Qin Wanyu looked up instantly and looked at Liu Quanyou expectantly.

"Hehe! It's the young man you particularly admire, Wang Fugui. His family originally lived on the border of Henan Province and Shaanxi Province, and his mother was also very good at making pasta. Unfortunately, her leg is injured now, so she can't stand for long periods of time and can't do pastry work. But Wang Fugui has learned everything from his mother, and he is a master in our cafeteria." Liu Quanyou introduced the situation of Wang Fugui's family in detail, and at the end, he once again expressed his recognition of Wang Fugui.

Qin Wanyu thought for a moment and said, "How about I go talk to Wang Fugui later? If his mother is willing, she can teach me!"

"Well, this is also a good idea. Let you open the business first!" Liu Quanyou agreed.

"The duck blood and vermicelli soup is here. Please enjoy your meal!" The boss brought two bowls of duck blood and vermicelli soup and said politely.

"Eat quickly, and then go back and ask Wang Fugui after you're done." Liu Quanyou said.

Delicious food can really make people feel happy and satisfied. Qin Wanyu finished a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup and smacked her lips. "Mm, it's really delicious! My whole body feels warm after eating it!"

"Yes, this is especially suitable to eat when it's cold. Let's go back to the hospital first." Liu Quanyou went out first.

When they arrived at the doctors' cafeteria, Wang Fugui was still guarding the window. Qin Wanyu asked, "There's no one here now, why don't you go and rest?"

"It's okay, I'm sitting down. I can rest anywhere!" Wang Fugui smiled, revealing eight white teeth. His smile looked particularly sincere.

"Then you guys chat, I'll go back to the office first." Liu Quanyou and Qin Wanyu said.

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work first!" Qin Wanyu replied.

Wang Fugui looked at the two of them blankly, and wondered in his heart: Are they going to stop letting me sell mushroom sauce? Thinking of this, Wang Fugui immediately panicked.

"Comrade Xiao Qin, I sell mushroom sauce to others every day. I take the initiative to come over to watch over them during breaks. I am absolutely doing my best. You can't replace me!"

"How do you know that I don't allow you to sell mushroom sauce?" Qin Wanyu was a little speechless about Wang Fugui's train of thought and asked back.

"Uh... I was just scared, so I guessed." Wang Fugui scratched his head, too embarrassed to look at Qin Wanyu again.

"How about you come out and we sit down and talk?"

"Okay, wait for me." Wang Fugui said and ran to the back of the cafeteria.

Qin Wanyu found an empty table and sat down. Wang Fugui hurried over and asked happily, "What's the good news for you to talk to me about?"

"Don't worry, let me ask you a few questions first?"

"Just ask and I'll tell you everything! Hehe!" Wang Fugui agreed readily.

"Is your mother particularly good at making pasta?"

"Yes, my mother taught me this skill myself."

"Are you particularly short of money now? Do you want to earn more money to treat your mother's leg?"

"Yes, how did you know? Did Director Liu tell you?" Wang Fugui asked puzzledly.

"Well, I talked to him about it at noon. It just so happened that I needed a pastry chef, but I hadn't found the right one yet. He said your mother is very good at making pasta, so he wanted her to teach me first."

"Sure, my mom will definitely be happy. I always talk about you, and my mom has wanted to meet you for a long time! So, if you have nothing to do in the afternoon, come home with me. I'll go and ask for leave now."

"Hey!" Before Qin Wanyu could stop him, Wang Fugui disappeared.

After a while, Wang Fugui came over on a bicycle. "Director Liu's bicycle, I want to borrow it. Let's go early and come back early. Get on!"

Qin Wanyu had no way to refuse, so she could only jump onto the back of the bicycle, holding on to the rear frame tightly with both hands, for fear of falling off.

Wang Fugui rode very fast, and in less than ten minutes, he turned into a long and narrow alley.

There are bungalows all around. Some people are washing clothes at the door, some are basking in the sun, and there are groups of three or four people eating melon seeds and chatting.

Seeing Wang Fugui riding a bicycle with Qin Wanyu back, a nosy auntie immediately shouted: "Fugui, you brought your girlfriend back?"

Before Wang Fugui could answer, the people around him started laughing.

Qin Wanyu heard the mockery in the laughter. Wang Fugui ignored everyone and stopped directly at the door of his house.

"Mom, look who's here?" Wang Fugui shouted into the door.

A middle-aged woman was sitting in a recliner, stretching her neck and looking hard out the door.

"This is the Qin Wanyu I always told you about!"

When Wang Fugui's mother Cai Chunxiang heard that it was Qin Wanyu, a smile of surprise appeared on her face, and she struggled to stand up, "Quick, quick, come in and sit down! The house is messy, don't be disgusted! Fugui, go get a glass of water."

"Auntie, no, I'm not thirsty. I want to ask you for help with something today!" Qin Wanyu said respectfully.

"Oh, what's the point of helping me? Just tell me if you need anything. I'm weak, how can I dare to say I can help you." Cai Chunxiang said as she pounded her legs twice.

"Your craftsmanship is a treasure, so don't underestimate yourself."

Cai Chunxiang looked at Qin Wanyu blankly, then at her son, "Crafts? What crafts?"

"Did you teach Wang Fugui how to make noodles?"

"Yes, he stood beside me and watched me do it since he was little, and later he helped me do it. After his father passed away, there was a famine, so we fled here.

Gradually, my life got better. I went from street to street selling steamed buns and occasionally made noodles for myself. But every time I made noodles at home, the neighbors said that my noodles were especially delicious, and sometimes they would even give me something to exchange for noodles.

Later, I broke my leg and couldn’t stand to knead the dough, so I couldn’t use my strength, so Fugui did all the work.” Cai Juxiang talked about the past with tears in her eyes.

"Auntie, let's not talk about the past. I came here today to ask you to teach me how to make pasta." Qin Wanyu looked at Cai Chunxiang with firm eyes.

"Ah? How can I teach anyone? You should find someone else!" Cai Chunxiang refused decisively.

"Auntie, I've eaten the steamed buns made by Wang Fugui, and the boss at my workplace also said that the noodles he made were delicious, and he learned your craft 100%, so I naturally believe in your level."