I Have a Lake as I Walk Through the Courtyard

If you have any difficulties, go to the library. Lin Feng rode his bike to the largest library in the area, handed over his work ID, and after completing the formalities, he began to search for knowledge in the sea of ​​books.

After searching for more than an hour, having practically sifted through all the agricultural books, finding everything except methods for planting and harvesting pepper, Lin Feng was dumbfounded. Helpless, he approached the staff!

After listening, the staff member thought for a while before recalling what he was looking for. "Sir, I know where I can find what you're looking for!"

"Really? Thank you so much! Could you take me there?"

"Come with me!" The young female staff member quickly brought over a book.

Lin Feng took the book and saw that the title was indeed simple and straightforward: pepper. No wonder he couldn't find this stuff in the science category. After flipping through a few pages, Lin Feng quickly found the knowledge he needed.

"Thank you so much! I'll borrow this book!"

"This book cannot be lent out; you can only read or copy it here!"

"Oh, okay then!" Lin Feng quickly found a spot with the book in his hand, took out paper and pen from his spatial storage, opened the book, and carefully took notes page by page. Luckily, he had come to read the book, otherwise this jar of seeds would have been wasted! These steps and requirements are just too cumbersome! I really don't know how those people figured it out.

After noting down the key steps and precautions, Lin Feng glanced at his watch. Everyone else was almost off work, and he had been busy here all afternoon. Only after confirming that nothing had been missed did he put the book back in its original place.

On the way back, Lin Feng rode his bicycle and looked at the jar of peppercorns in his space. It was really not easy, just for a bite to eat!

Back in the courtyard, smoke was already rising from the chimneys. Lin Feng was also starving. After closing the door and entering his space, Lin Feng first followed the steps in the book to pour the precious green fruit out of the jar. He carefully tended to it until he completed the preliminary steps before going to the kitchen in the courtyard to begin tonight's meal.

With a wave of his hand, a jar of white pepper powder appeared out of thin air in his hand. He opened the sealed jar, smelled it, and found that the pepper inside was still very good and had not been damaged at all. He reluctantly put two small spoonfuls of pepper into the sliced ​​fish fillets, and then added some seasonings to marinate them.

Just as Raymond Lam was engrossed in preparing the food, the gong at the door suddenly rang out, startling him so much that his hand trembled.

"Damn it, when am I going to get rid of this gong of yours?"

"I'm out for a meeting..."

Lin Feng reluctantly put down his work, washed his hands, and left the space. When he arrived at the central courtyard with an angry expression, a large number of people had already gathered there.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui stood in the middle of the courtyard. After the crowd had all arrived, they tapped the table in front of them, and the chattering crowd quickly quieted down.

Everyone was in a hurry to eat, and Yan Bugui, who had been reinstated, didn't waste any more words, stopping Liu Haizhong from improvising.

"Dear neighbors, I've urgently called you all here today for one important reason: we have a new resident in our compound! Let's give them a round of applause!"

Lin Feng looked up and saw a mature-looking middle-aged man walk into the middle. "Hello everyone! I'm Nan Yi, the new cook at the steel rolling mill. We'll be living under the same roof from now on, so please take good care of me!"

As soon as Nan Yi finished speaking, Lin Feng heard an old woman's voice beside him. "Another incompetent cook..."

Lin Feng muttered to himself, "Another sycophant! This time, Sha Zhu can never go back!"

"Lin Feng, it just so happens that you two are both cooks and live in the front yard, so you should get to know each other better in the future."

Lin Feng hadn't mentioned changing the purchasing agent to anyone in the courtyard. Hearing Uncle San's words, he smiled at Nan Yi. "I'm just a self-taught person, unlike you who have established your own methods. I hope you'll give me some guidance in the future!"

"Brother Raymond Lam, you're too kind. We're just exchanging ideas..."

After exchanging pleasantries with Yifan, Lin Feng, still thinking about his fish slices, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and returned to his room. Once inside, the fish slices were already marinated and flavorful. He then began to heat oil in a wok.

After a lot of fuss, the fish slices were cooked. Lin Feng took a bite and instantly burst into tears. It hadn't been easy. He had spent more than a month preparing this dish, and the taste was finally perfect.

After eating and drinking his fill and finishing his business, Lin Feng left the space. A rich, irresistible aroma followed him. Lin Feng sniffed it and thought, "No wonder he's a professional chef. His skill level is at least eight times better than mine!"

Lin Feng, having practiced for a while, had gained some understanding of cooking. He carefully smelled the aroma and detected quite a few things. When he opened his door, he happened to see Yan Bugui across the street looking at Nan Yi's house, his mouth watering.

No, no, the gap is too big! Lin Feng wondered if he should find a master to train with. It's not that he didn't know the value of something, it's that he was afraid of comparing it with others.

Just then, he saw a figure carrying a large bowl walk over from the middle courtyard. Lin Feng suddenly laughed when he saw this, looking like he was watching a good show. He moved a stool from the house and sat down at the door, facing Yan Bugui. The two smiled at each other, both knowing what was going on.

Looking at the two dishes and soup on the table, Nan Yi contentedly took out a half-empty bottle of wine from the newly tidied cupboard and poured himself a full glass. "Finally rid of that tigress..."

Just as Nan Yi raised his glass, ready to take a sip, a knock sounded at the door. He paused, his brow furrowing. Visiting during mealtime was extremely impolite; anyone with a modicum of morality wouldn't do such a thing. "Who could it be?"

Nan Yi put down the wine with some annoyance. Although he had just arrived, it didn't mean he was easy to bully. He opened the door with a hint of displeasure on his face and was stunned when he saw Qin Huairu. Wasn't this the widow? Why was there another one here when one was hiding? When he saw the bowl in her hand, his lips twitched.

"Widow Qin, what's going on?"

"What kind of name is 'Widow Qin'? That sounds awful. Call me Sister Qin." Qin Huairu rolled her eyes as she spoke, then shoved Nan Yi, who was blocking the doorway, aside.

Seeing that Qin Huairu had already entered the room, Nan Yi, who was new to the place, couldn't get angry. By this time, it was already dark, so Nan Yi had no choice but to open the door completely.

"Wow, your dishes look amazing! Let me tell you, we have two chefs in this yard, but they can't compare to you at all!"

Lin Feng is now sharp-witted and has excellent hearing. Nan Yi lives next door to him, and Qin Huairu's voice is quite loud, so Lin Feng heard it clearly. So what if his skills are a little lacking? Does he have to come and whip his corpse every day?

"Hehe, Sister Qin, you flatter me. Have you eaten yet?"

"No!"

Nan Yi... I was just being polite, why did you take it so seriously?

"This food smells amazing! You can make even vegetarian dishes taste this good. How do you do it?"

Seeing that Nan Yi didn't answer, Qin Huairu wasn't embarrassed at all and smiled. "Sigh, I'm not asking about your cooking skills, it's just that my son is so tempted by the aroma of your food that I can't stop him from causing me any peace. So, I shamelessly came to your house to ask you to get some for him to try!"

Nan Yi looked at the bowl in her hand, then at his own two small plates of food, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.