The Little Life of a Big Landlord

Chapter 288 Recess

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"Hehe..." Zhang Fenghuang chuckled, standing next to Wei Qingqing. Looking at the group of tourists crowding at the entrance of the queue, she said, "Look at how crazy everyone is. If you dare to cut in line, they won't care if you're a beauty or not; they could slap you away with one hand..."

"That's crazy enough..." Wei Qingqing shook her head and sniffed, "But it also proves that our family's food is delicious..."

"If you're hungry, let's go to the kitchen..." Zhang Fenghuang whispered in Wei Qingqing's ear.

"Okay..." Actually, Wei Qingqing wasn't hungry. She came here just to see if it was lively, since this banquet was for her children. Now that Zhang Fenghuang said this, she became interested.

Behind the brigade headquarters were two newly erected makeshift sheds. The one on the left was overseen by the village's head chef, while the one on the right was managed by the cyborg girls.

The village's master chef and the cyborg girls prepare banquet dishes in two different styles. The master chefs are good at making rustic, affordable dishes, but they don't care much about the appearance. The cyborg girls, on the other hand, focus on color, aroma, and taste, and their dishes are more refined, looking like works of art.

Both styles have a market. Local villagers and some less discerning tourists prefer the master chef's dishes because they are more down-to-earth. However, some people with higher cultural literacy and a more refined taste prefer the dishes made by the bio-engineered girls, as they always have a sense of elegance and sophistication when they eat them.

Wei Qingqing and Zhang Fenghuang went to the back of the brigade, sniffed, and followed the familiar smell directly into a shed.

Several pretty young girls, holding spatulas and ladles and wearing aprons around their waists, stood in front of the stove, stirring and cooking. They used a blower to adjust the heat themselves. As their spatulas stirred the pot, the sizzling sound rose and fell, and a wisp of white smoke rose from the pot, carrying a rich aroma that spread and made people's mouths water.

Several girls responsible for chopping vegetables wielded their knives with incredible skill, cutting the vegetables into cubes, segments, or shreds as they passed through the blades. The girls didn't wash the plates; a special dishwashing machine took care of that. The greasy dishes went into the machine and came out sparkling clean.

There were also several young girls killing fish, chickens, cattle, and sheep. They held knives and quickly sliced ​​across the livestock and aquatic products, transforming them completely from whole pieces into slices, chunks, ribs, and parts...

"Grandma's here..." The busy girls paused their work briefly to greet Wei Qingqing before continuing.

"Not bad..." Wei Qingqing nodded. "Give me two stir-fries, Sichuan style..."

"Yes..." A young girl, whose pot was just about to be taken off the heat, put the cooked dishes into a plate and then took over Wei Qingqing's job.

"I want the Shandong style..." Zhang Fenghuang said.

"Yes..." The other girl who was taking the pot off the stove quickly responded. Although Zhang Fenghuang was neither their master nor their mistress, she was one of their master's most trusted friends, so they certainly dared not neglect her.

"Isn't there a bit too few people? There are so many people outside, they can't keep up..." Zhang Fenghuang said, glancing around the shed.

"Qiuyue..." Wei Qingqing turned her head and glanced at Qiuyue, "Go to Weijiaxing and call a few more people over..."

"Yes..." Qiu Yue quickly and respectfully replied, then turned to go to Wei Jiaxing to call for help...

"You've got presence! I'm starting to look more and more like an empress..." Zhang Fenghuang gave Wei Qingqing a thumbs-up, a mischievous grin on her face. "Did you play with whips or candles with Yang Ming tonight?"

"Get out of here, you're disgusting..." Wei Qingqing blushed, glared at Zhang Fenghuang, and said irritably.

"Hehe... Let me tell you, your husband now is no ordinary man. He's surrounded by beautiful women. He can hold back for a day or two, or even a year or two, but what if it goes on for a while longer? He might just change his mind..." Zhang Fenghuang said alarmistly.

"You're the kind of person who won't stop until you break up a loving couple..." Wei Qingqing shook her head helplessly. "I still have faith in my Yang Ming..."

"Tch..." Zhang Fenghuang curled her lip in disdain. "What confidence do you have??? Fickleness is a man's instinct..."

"Fickle??? Seems like a woman, right???" Wei Qingqing glanced at Zhang Fenghuang and said weakly.

"Zhang Fenghuang is such a wicked person. How could my husband have ever met her? He really had a bad year..." Wei Qingqing muttered to herself.

"Gender equality, huh! Men and women are the same..." Zhang Fenghuang said, pursing her lips.

"Hmm..." Wei Qingqing nodded casually, but her attention shifted to the girls in charge of slaughtering. To be honest, although Wei Qingqing was not bloodthirsty, she was quite interested in slaughtering.

"Didn't you hear me..." Zhang Fenghuang was annoyed and didn't say anything more.

Ok? ? ?

Suddenly, Wei Qingqing's ears twitched, and she winked at Chunlan beside her.

Wei Qingqing's eyes were directed towards the master chefs' shed. After Chunlan understood, she quietly slipped into the shed next to it.

"Who is it???" Wei Qingqing asked as Chunlan walked back looking dejected.

"No...nobody..." Chunlan's voice was timid.

"You dare not say???" Wei Qingqing's face turned pale. In this world, the only person Chunlan could fear besides herself was Yang Ming.

"No..." Chunlan stammered, "No... there really is no one..." Her delicate little hands were twisted together, her knuckles turning white.

"Hmph..." Wei Qingqing snorted coldly, lifted her skirt, and walked towards the shed next to her.

"Alright, alright, I'm out..." Before Wei Qingqing could even leave the shed, Yang Ming emerged dejectedly with his head hanging low.

"Didn't I tell you to go to a meeting? Why are you back now?!" Wei Qingqing gritted her teeth in anger, her beautiful eyes blazing with fury as she glared at Yang Ming.

"There's nothing I can do, the meeting is adjourned..." Yang Ming said somewhat awkwardly. "When I got there, I saw a big sign that said 'Adjourned,' and then... I looked around for a long time but didn't see anyone, so... I came back..."

"The meeting is adjourned???" Wei Qingqing's eyes widened. "Could this be because of you...?"

"Well, I don't know either, so I didn't dare go home and came here to hide..." Yang Ming said with an awkward smile.

"Did you say when it would continue?" Wei Qingqing asked.

"Well... it seems to be a month from now..." Yang Ming scratched his head. "There is indeed a line of small print there saying that the meeting has been postponed for a month..."

"Oh..." Wei Qingqing's eyes darted around before her gaze settled on Yang Ming's face. "Do you think they're discussing how to deal with you???"

"Well..." Yang Ming chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head, "It's really hard to say..."

"Master, if anyone dares to bully you, Chunlan will beat them up for you..." Little Chunlan waved her little fist to show her loyalty.

"Get out of here, you little bootlicker..." Wei Qingqing glared at Chunlan and said.

To be honest, Chunlan's behavior made Wei Qingqing feel quite uncomfortable, even though she knew in her heart that the ultimate authority over these cyborg girls was completely in the hands of her husband.

"Hehe, I have to listen to Grandma and flatter Master..." Chunlan smiled mischievously, stuck out her tongue, and obediently retreated behind Wei Qingqing.

"Pfft..." Wei Qingqing chuckled, rolling her eyes. "It seems like we two made things difficult for you, wasn't it Yao Chunlan???"

"No, no..." Judging from Wei Qingqing's tone, Chunlan knew she was about to get angry, so she didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore. She shook her head repeatedly and dared not say another word.

"Hmph..." Wei Qingqing snorted, "At least you little brat know what's good for you..."

"Following a foolish master, even the smartest person will become stupid; following a wise master, even the stupidest person will improve..." Chunlan chuckled.

"You've learned to skate from Qiuyue..." Wei Qingqing glared at Chunlan. "When we get back, we should discipline you properly..."

Chunlan stuck out her tongue, and this time she really didn't dare to say anything more.

"I've been listening for so long, but I still don't understand. What 'handling'? And what meeting was this?" Zhang Fenghuang was completely bewildered.

"Let me put it this way, Yang Ming and the others have a meeting to hold, which will last for a month. It was supposed to start yesterday, but Yang Ming didn't go yesterday, so he was considered late. But when I went there today, there was no movement from them..." Wei Qingqing said.

"Oh..." Zhang Fenghuang nodded. "To be honest, this recess has nothing to do with Yang Ming. If they really wanted to punish Yang Ming, they wouldn't have recessed. A recess means the meeting was unexpectedly interrupted and will resume later. It doesn't mean anything about punishment. If they wanted to punish you, why would they need a recess? Everyone could discuss it together, pool their wisdom and efforts, and just execute someone directly—simple and efficient..."

"Then guess why they took a break?" Wei Qingqing asked.

"I guess..." Zhang Fenghuang's eyes darted around, "Something must have suddenly happened that affected all or most of the attendees..."

"Hmm..." Yang Ming nodded, "That makes sense. After Phoenix said that, I feel much better..." Actually, he didn't care much at all. You see, the Interstellar Agricultural Alliance is not a violent organization and does not have strict military regulations. Even if you violate the alliance's laws, it's just a minor punishment. As for missing a meeting, it's not a big deal either.

"Hmph..." Wei Qingqing snorted and gave Yang Ming a big eye roll. "If there's a next time, see how I deal with you. You actually ran here to sneak a bite to eat all by yourself, without even calling me..."

"Uh..." Yang Ming scratched his head awkwardly, repeatedly saying, "I'll definitely be more careful next time, I'll definitely be more careful..."

"Hmph..." Wei Qingqing's expression finally improved.

"Grandma, your food is ready. Where would you like to eat it?" At this moment, the girl who was cooking spoke up.

"Let's eat here..." Wei Qingqing turned her head and saw a plate of delicious dishes on the table, emitting a spicy aroma.

Speaking of which, the defining characteristic of Sichuan cuisine is its spiciness...

"Grandma, would you like some drinks or a main dish?" the girl asked softly as she washed the pot and cooked the second dish for Wei Qingqing.

"Get me a bottle of fruit wine..." Wei Qingqing said.

"Yes..." the girl replied, but it wasn't her who mixed the fruit wine; it was another girl. This girl was responsible for carrying bowls and plates; in short, she was a waitress, doing things like serving dishes, clearing tables, and delivering drinks.

He handed Wei Qingqing a small stool, placed a bottle of fragrant fruit wine and a set of tableware on it, and Wei Qingqing sat down on the stool to eat.

"Can I have some too?" Yang Ming asked shamelessly, leaning closer to offer his food.

"You???" Wei Qingqing glanced at Yang Ming, pouted, "Then let's eat together..." After all, he is her husband, and she can't bully him too much, especially in front of Zhang Fenghuang.

"Thank you, wife..." Yang Ming grinned and found a small stool to sit down. Someone brought him a set of cutlery.

"Pfft..." Wei Qingqing chuckled, holding up her wide sleeve with one hand as she placed some food on Yang Ming's plate. "You looked quite frightened, so here's a treat for you..."

"Wife, you're so good to me..." Yang Ming said, moved.

"Hehe..." Wei Qingqing giggled, "It's only natural for me to be good to you, since you're my husband, right?"

"How cheesy..." Zhang Fenghuang felt goosebumps rise all over her body. She shuddered, grabbed a set of cutlery, and sat down to eat with them.

"Aren't you going to wait for your Shandong cuisine???" Wei Qingqing pouted, glanced at Zhang Fenghuang, and laughed.

"Wait, why don't you wait???" Zhang Fenghuang pouted, "But I didn't say I wouldn't eat something else while waiting for the food..."

"Amazing..." Wei Qingqing gave Zhang Fenghuang a thumbs up from the bottom of her heart.

"Thank you for the compliment..." Zhang Fenghuang said with a smile, then asked seriously, "By the way, have you seen Grandpa Zheng and Grandma Zheng?"

"Huh???" Yang Ming and Wei Qingqing exchanged a glance, both of them stunned. They didn't know why Zhang Fenghuang would say this.

"What's wrong with Grandpa Zheng and Grandma Zheng?" Yang Ming asked.

"Nothing much, it's just that Aunt Zheng is about to give birth, so she can't come to congratulate you in person. They asked me to congratulate you on their behalf..." Zhang Fenghuang said.

"Oh..." Wei Qingqing nodded, her face beaming with a smile, but inwardly she was quite displeased. Aunt Zheng was unwell, but did Uncle Zheng also have health problems? This was utterly ridiculous...

"Aunt Zheng's child is the priority, so it's alright if she can't come..." Yang Ming nodded with a smile, "The thought is what counts..."

"Don't be like this..." Zhang Fenghuang looked at the couple's expressions and knew they weren't happy, so she couldn't help but laugh and say, "You know, right? Aunt Liu's mother is due to give birth, around the end of this month, but I heard she strained her back, so she might have to give birth early. Uncle Zheng and Uncle Liu will have to stay home to take care of her..."

"I understand, I understand. Anyway, she's almost full term. Even if she gives birth now, it shouldn't be a big deal..." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Hehe..." Wei Qingqing laughed as well, and she felt a little relieved after hearing this explanation.

"You know, when the news of your pregnancy first spread, all your relatives rushed over here in a panic. How many people do you think will come to celebrate the birth of your baby?" Zhang Fenghuang picked up a piece of the main dish with her chopsticks, stuffed it into her mouth, and immediately started hissing from the spiciness. She quickly grabbed the fruit wine and chug it straight from the bottle.

"Isn't this dirty??? Drinking straight from the mouth, how are we supposed to drink???" Wei Qingqing glared at Zhang Fenghuang with dissatisfaction.

"You can just mix another bottle yourselves..." Zhang Fenghuang said smugly, placing the half-empty fruit wine on the table.

"That won't do..." Wei Qingqing grabbed it and brought it to Yang Ming's lips. "Honey, kiss her, kiss her properly..." If Yang Ming also chug it straight from the bottle, then he and Zhang Fenghuang would be indirectly kissing...

"I admit defeat, I'll never do it again..." Zhang Fenghuang's face fell immediately, and she raised her hands in surrender.

"Hmph..." Wei Qingqing finally put down the fruit wine with satisfaction, snapped her fingers, and immediately another girl mixed her a bottle of fruit wine.

"Feed...is it really that bad??? Do you think I'm dirty???" Zhang Fenghuang was a little dissatisfied. What she said earlier was one thing, but the fact that the other person was so disrespectful was another matter entirely.

"Of course..." Wei Qingqing pouted, "That bottle has your saliva on it. If I drink it, won't I get your saliva on me??? Then when I kiss my husband, it'll be the same as you kissing my husband???"

"Uh..." Zhang Fenghuang was speechless.

"Hehe..." Wei Qingqing giggled, grabbing the newly mixed bottle of fruit wine. "You're trying to take advantage of my husband indirectly, but I'm not falling for it..."

"Ugh..." Zhang Fenghuang rolled her eyes. "It's a waste that you're not writing novels..." She then glared at Yang Ming and continued, "What kind of treasure do you think your husband is? I don't care at all..."

"In my heart, my husband is my treasure..." Wei Qingqing said proudly, then picked up another piece of the main dish and put it on Yang Ming's plate.

"Wife, in my eyes, you are priceless..." Yang Ming felt quite sweet inside.

"I can't stand you guys, it's so cheesy..." Zhang Fenghuang was getting goosebumps again...

"If you can't watch, then don't..." Wei Qingqing rolled her eyes at Zhang Fenghuang, then looked at Yang Ming and said softly, "Honey, after our son's one-month celebration, should we bring my uncle and his family over?"

It is said that Yang Ming's uncle, as well as many other members of the Yang family in Yangjia Village, went to support the country's Western Development Strategy. It is not an easy thing for them to come back; they need to undergo multiple rounds of review.

"Well..." Yang Ming hesitated for a moment, "Bringing them back would be fine too..."

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