Rebirth of the small model of the Republic of China

Chapter 34

Fu Lin's car drove ahead.He Yufeng and Song Zheng were behind, and Ye Chi could see their car in the rearview mirror.

It was raining continuously along the way, it should be spring rain, and spring rain is so annoying.

Ye Chi's previous chilblain had healed up long ago, and he didn't want to get another one out of the cold, so he still wrapped himself in a blanket.

The road was relatively stable, and the speed was not too fast. Ye Chi was in good condition these two days, but he wasn't too uncomfortable. The journey was only four hours, and they drove to a small town with a flatter road.

Looking out from Yechi, the road here looks like it has just been repaired and is relatively new.

Zhang Qiuyang told Ye Chi that Fu Lin donated money to repair the road here, just to make it easier to come to the farm.

Ye Chi couldn't help but click his tongue. In order to get to the farm, he had to build roads. How rich is Fu Lin? He really wanted to secretly see how many zeros there were in Fu Lin's account.

Even in the last life, Ye Chi was still a little money fanatic. He worked crazily to make plans for the future. Although he had no plans to marry a wife and have children, money gave him a sense of security.

"Yechi, do you eat this?" Albert took out a small box, which contained some preserved fruits and nuts, and then gave Yechi a thermos, "This is hot water, it should not be cold yet. It’s just a short drive ahead.”

Ye Chi just squinted for a while, it's just a little cold, and thirsty, "Thank you!"

Albert is such a nice guy.

Ye Chi took a sip of warm tea, and his whole body seemed to be revived. He took off the blanket, stretched his arms and legs, and moved his limbs.

Fu Lin sat close to him, Ye Chi didn't expect him to fall asleep, and at the same time Ye Chi moved, Fu Lin woke up.

There is no trace of tiredness on the face.

But Ye Chi felt that Fu Lin would be tired, not to mention that he didn't sleep much before, even if he was so busy every day, he felt very tired.

"It's coming soon," Zhang Qiuyang said with a hint of excitement in his tone, he could finally have a good rest, but he didn't even rest during the Chinese New Year.

The small town that was originally far away is already close at hand.

They drove into the town without stopping. It turned out that the farmyard they were going to was at the foot of the mountain slightly away. After another 10 minutes, they finally arrived at the place.

This is a big farm. Looking to the other side, it is all fields, and the other side is the mountains.

"It's here."

After getting out of the car, Song Zheng's car also arrived. Song Zheng stretched his waist, with pressure marks on his face, he seemed to have slept.

"It's okay here," Song Zheng looked around and took a breath of fresh air.

The rain was already light, and they came down without umbrellas. Ye Chi carried his suitcase and followed Fu Lin in through the gate.

"Mr. Fu, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time, let's eat first!"

It just happened to be lunch time. Ye Chi and the others had just arrived, and they had already received news that lunch had already been prepared.

The yard here seems to have just been built not long ago. It is all made of blue bricks and solid wood, and the tile roof is also Zhuwa. The interior is simple and elegant, giving it the feeling of a small villa.

He Yufeng carried the luggage in both hands, and was taken over by the servants in the farm, and placed in the room first.

They went straight to the restaurant to eat.

All are local ingredients, such as Chinese cabbage with oil residue, local chicken, vinegar fish, glutinous rice lotus root, steamed meat with flour, each person has a plate of homemade pickled side dishes, plus a few bowls of five-grain rice, which makes people feel empty in an instant and full of appetite.

Ye Chi ate very deliciously, and Song Zheng chatted with Ye Chi while eating.

Albert is a very elegant and gentle person. His gentleness is not like He Yufeng's, not with a little bookish air, but like that of European nobles. Fu Lin weakened this feeling because of his own temperament.

But Albert felt this way.

You can imagine the scene of him putting one hand on his chest and bowing slightly, which is very similar to an image in his mind.

What's more, he is also a handsome guy.

Fu Lin is a mixed race, but he is more inclined to Asian facial features, so it is more in line with Ye Chi's aesthetics.

Albert, on the other hand, tends to have European facial features, and his eyes are also blue and slightly blue.

 Thinking of this, Ye Chi thought of that "wandering husky". He should be a proper European. In his facial features, he could only see some Asian shadows.

Albert divided bowls of soup and handed them to everyone, and then gave Fu Lin individual small bowls of vegetables.

After the meal, the atmosphere was very good, and even Fu Lin's face softened a lot. Ye Chi kept eating hard, but Zhang Qiuyang advised him to eat slowly.

"Xiaochichi, are you a reincarnation of a starving ghost?" Song Zheng said with a smile.

Ye Chi put a piece of tamales into his mouth, it was so delicious, this authentic farm flavor.

"You don't understand, things like rice are for eating, and eating with this kind of mood will not waste the effort of the cook!" Ye Chi babbled.

After pouring the last bowl of chicken soup, Ye Chi felt overwhelmed with satisfaction, and his mood was the best ever.

It's difficult for everyone to eat about the same, and the farm housekeeper who eats together introduces the items that can be played here.

Only then did Ye Chi know that this place turned out to be a farmhouse!

The nearby fields were also bought by Fu Lin and rented out to local farmers, and this place was transformed into a farmhouse.

There are mountain forest chicken farms, hillsides for picking mushrooms, fishing places, and vegetable and fruit picking bases nearby.

Ye Chi was startled, Fu Lin had already thought of this?

It is worthy of being a person with n zeros in Kari.

Ye Chi wanted to equate Fu Lin with a rich man in his era, and thinking about it this way, they really do resemble each other.

After the few people finished eating, they sat in the yard to digest their food. Song Zheng came over and said, "Ye Chi, can you play mahjong?"

Ye Chi is actually very good at playing mahjong, but he doesn't understand the rules here, "I know a little bit, but I'm not very familiar with it."

"I heard you used to love to fight."

Ye Chi paused, and found an excuse, "So I always lose, and I can't make money."

"Haha, it's okay. You don't need to pay for it. You, me, He Yufeng, and Secretary Zhang fight together, and I'm not very good at it."

Song Zheng didn't want to fight with Fu Lin. Fu Lin's mind had been in business for a long time, and he became very calculating. He also played mahjong. He even lost a lot of money before.

"Is it interesting not to play with money?" Ye Chi was eager to try.

"You win if you win, I lose if you lose," Fu Lin who was sitting next to Ye Chi suddenly said, turning his head sideways, "I invite you to play."

Fu Lin had a gentle expression, and seemed to be in a good mood, so Ye Chi let go, without being so restrained.

Ye Chi hesitated for a moment, he doesn't necessarily lose, he just needs to familiarize himself with the rules.

Ye Chi used to win money often, so many people were unwilling to fight him later.

Recently, Ye Chi has a lot of money, but he is still far away from a well-off life, so he might be able to earn a meal.

"Okay, how big is it?" Ye Chi said.

"Don't play big ones, one corner."

Ye Chi exclaimed: "This is not too big."

"No, I usually play one yuan."

Ye Chi: ...

"That's fine."

The owner of the farmhouse brought over the mahjong table, which is a set of bamboo dominoes, which looks very new without any wear and tear.

Two delicate dice are placed in the center.

Ye Chi played a few rounds, and found that the rules here are the same as those he was familiar with before, with only slight changes.

In the first two rounds, Ye Chi didn't fire any shots. In the third round, Song Zheng accidentally touched him. In the fourth round, Ye Chi started to play slowly.

Fu Lin was sitting next to Ye Chi, watching Ye Chi's even white hands move back and forth on the mahjong tiles.

"Hey! Touch yourself!!!" Ye Chi pushed the card, showing his little tiger teeth, "Remember it!!!"

Counting, there are four flowers in Yechi, doubled by Zimo, a total of eight anise, three yuan and two cents for three people! !I fired a cannon once before, lost the triangle, and made a net profit of two yuan and nine cents.

Ye Chi, who was so happy that he was about to faint, earned back a month's rent in one fell swoop.

Song Zheng was annoyed: "I knew I wouldn't change the threshold just now, or else I would have been fooled."

"If you don't touch my five barrels, I'll be fooled!" Secretary Zhang complained while keeping accounts, but He Yufeng was the only one smiling.

Ye Chi chuckled, "This month's rent is paid."

"Hahaha, if you win a few rounds, you will be able to buy a house," Song Zheng said bitterly.

Ye Chi stuck out his tongue at him, "You haven't won a game yet!"

Unexpectedly, along the way, Ye Chi's luck is getting better and better, He Yufeng is also good, and Secretary Zhang and Song Zheng are getting more and more unlucky.

After playing until five o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Chi's buttocks were numb, so he got up and stretched, rubbing his buttocks for himself.

If there is no mistake in the calculation, he has won 41 yuan and 7 cents.

Seeing the records on the paper, Ye Chi almost cried out of excitement, playing mahjong with rich people, it really was a night in the sky, and a night in the underground.

He Yufeng also won more than [-] yuan by himself. Secretary Zhang didn't know much, and more than a dozen yuan, the bulk of it was Song Zheng.

Ye Chi's face was flushed with excitement, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Song Zheng's face became darker and darker, and he cried: "I lost half a month's salary."

Secretary Zhang teased him from the sidelines, "For you, it's not just drizzle."

Ye Chi was startled: "So your salary is so high?"

Song Zheng chuckled and said triumphantly, "I'm an associate professor, you can take the exam too."

Ye Chi shook his head: "I'm still a model."

"Don't play anymore, don't play anymore," said Song Zheng, although he didn't lack the money, but it would be boring to lose all the time.

Several people took out their wallets to check out, Ye Chi took out his own money bag and put money in it, not to mention how happy he was.

Suddenly thought of something, he asked, "Is it possible to cook by yourself here?"

Albert also sat on the side watching mahjong, nodded, "There are all tools here."

"I won, how about I cook for you?"

Ye Chi turned his head to ask Fu Lin, Fu Lin is Ye Chi's immediate boss, and he obeys everything!

"You know how to cook?" Fu Lin leaned on the backrest, his bangs drooped, his whole body became much gentler, and he didn't look so arrogant.

Ye Chi nodded: "It's not very tasty, but it's okay."

Fu Lin nodded.

Ye Chi immediately turned around and ran to the hall to ask the boss what ingredients he had.

He thought about it, what is the least troublesome thing that can give him a sense of happiness in this winter—hot pot! !

That's right.

It is a pot that everyone can be satisfied with.

Ye Chi is a hot pot lover, and he hasn't eaten it for a long time, so he will be eager to make a move.

Moreover, Ye Chi also thought about how to cure Fu Lin's cleanliness addiction, of course it was a mandarin duck pot!

Ye Chi ran to the front, and the boss was picking vegetables.

"Boss, do you have a copper pot here, the kind that can be used to boil food?"

The boss immediately understood what Ye Chi was going to do, "Yes, I want to eat tonight? I'll wash it off for you."

After the boss washed it out, it was an old-fashioned copper pot with a big chimney in the middle and a place for burning charcoal below.

Open the lid and look, it happens to be a mandarin duck pot!

"Okay, that's what I want."

"Please pick some shiitake mushrooms, a few pieces of ginger, and some peppers for me, and then give me all the seasonings, and I'll make it," Ye Chi thought for a while, "You don't have any shrimp here, right? I want pork, fish, All kinds of vegetables, bamboo shoots, lotus root, whatever you have, give me a portion."

"Well, just wait," the boss put down the copper pot, then turned around to order the servants to do something, and went to get the seasoning himself, "All the things here are freshly picked, absolutely fresh."

Ye Chi nodded, and took some salt, cooking wine, sesame seeds, sesame oil, and chili. "

The sky was completely dark, Ye Chi was busy here, and Fu Lin also came over. Seeing that Ye Chi had finished the copper pot and the table was full of ingredients, he praised him a few words.

Song Zheng had already started knocking on the bowl.

"Don't knock, how rude," Ye Chi said.

"Tsk, what etiquette do you want, who dares to say etiquette in front of me..." Song Zheng looked disdainful.

A few people sat around the table, the soup bottom leaf pool has been adjusted, the fungus soup pot is on the ground, and the spicy pot is on one side, "Sir, do you like spicy food, or not spicy?"

"Not spicy," Fu Lin said when he saw Yuanyang Guo, he knew why Ye Chi asked him, and his voice became much more approachable.

Coincidentally, several other people can eat spicy food, and Albert is actually a fan of spicy food, "Then let's eat spicy pot, sir, do you want spicy food?"

Ye Chi put out the small ingredients, and several people can adjust them by themselves.

Just after saying this, Secretary Zhang couldn't wait to put down the sliced ​​beef, and Ye Chi also put down the fish fillets.

Each person has a colander, hot to eat, the meat slices and vegetables are the most authentic, and Yechi is full of satisfaction.

Although there were serving chopsticks, Ye Chi still gave Fu Lin a serving chopstick alone. Ye Chi kept blanching meat and vegetables for Fu Lin until he guessed it was almost hot and started eating.

Fu Lin's eyes never left Ye Chi, and he was in a surprisingly good mood.

I didn't eat too much at first, but today I made an exception and ate a lot.

Seeing Fu Lin's lips turning red from eating hot pot, Ye Chi felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Halfway through, Albert took out red wine and poured it for Fu Lin, Song Zheng and He Yufeng respectively, and poured a glass for himself.

Ye Chi was dissatisfied, "Why don't you give me and Secretary Zhang?"

Secretary Zhang spoke first, "I'm not used to drinking red wine, it's too sour, I like to drink some beer." He got two bottles from the ground on one side and distributed them to Ye Chi, "You don't drink well, so don't join in the fun. "

Ye Chi was right when he thought about it, so he didn't participate.

So Ye Chi and Zhang Qiuyang drank beer and ate hot pot while the atmosphere was hot.

This meal lasted nearly nine o'clock, and after the clock struck, they all dispersed and went back to their rooms.

What Ye Chi didn't expect was that every suite here has a hot spring, and it's a natural hot spring.

It turned out that Fu Lin knew that there was a hot spring here, so he built a farmhouse here, and he usually entertains local tyrants. These days, Fu Lin specially ordered not to pick up guests, so it is so clean.

It is really a great pleasure in the world to take a bath after eating.

The bedroom and entertainment room here have heating, but the hot spring is in the yard of each room, which is a bit of a Japanese style, and it can be regarded as an outdoor.

Ye Chi, wearing big shorts and a towel, stretched his feet into the hot spring to test the water temperature. The water temperature is a bit hot, but it's cool to be hot.

So he stepped in directly.

Fu Lin also changed into a bathrobe and walked over.

only……

When he got to the edge of the pool, he began to undress.

Ye Chi turned his head away, trying to pretend not to care.

It was already successful, but at this time... Ye Chi heard the noise from the next door.

The sound insulation in the house is very good, but here, there is no sound insulation because it is open air.

So they heard...

"I regret going to bed with you... um..."

"Not yet, not ready, can't come in."

Ye Chi froze for an instant, his heart was screwed, he immediately turned to look at Fu Lin, unexpectedly... Fu Lin was looking at him.

Ahhhhhhhh, Ye Chi has 1 drafts in his heart.

Turning his head quickly, thinking about how to resolve this embarrassment.

But the neighbor next door was too noisy, Ye Chi heard Song Zheng's cry.

Speaking of which, Ye Chi was extremely disgusted with this aspect, but he didn't feel uncomfortable with Song Zheng and He Yufeng.

Maybe there is love.

But right now, it's too much to face! ! ! !

"You're nervous."

"Not nervous," Ye Chi shook his head again and again, denying.

"Then I made you nervous?"

Ye Chi stood up nervously, but at this moment Fu Lin said lightly, "I was joking with you."

Ye Chi: ...

Ye Chi sat down again.