After a few workers brought over several bags of frozen pears, Second Uncle's plain boiled water transformed into water infused with slices of frozen pear.

Though Wang Fan hadn't studied carving, his chef level skills were evident. With ease, he sliced the thawed frozen pears into wafer-thin slices.

Second Uncle placed the pear slices into cups, poured hot water over them, and began weaving through the crowd with the cups in hand.

Jiang Xinyue finally managed to peel a normal potato. She happily tossed it into a bowl and picked up a cup of frozen pear water to take a sip.

To be honest, she had eaten frozen pears by biting and slurping them, but had never tried drinking them in water! Before those Southerners arrived, she hadn't known you could serve them on a plate or drink them as a beverage!

"Now that the Southerners have gone, us Northerners can finally enjoy frozen pears sliced in water!"

She gently blew on the hot water, and the white steam drifted upwards as a subtle sweet fragrance of frozen pear wafted beneath her nose. The scent was not overpowering but undeniably present.

The hot water contained only six slices of frozen pear, each about 3 millimeters thick. The slices lay quietly in the water, appearing transparent like thin ice, exuding a faint and refreshing sweetness.

This gentle sweetness was neither overpowering nor bland, perfectly stimulating the taste buds and showcasing the unique flavor of frozen pears.

As she finished drinking the hot water, the lingering sweetness was like a ray of winter sunshine, warm and gentle, making Jiang Xinyue feel cozy and warm.

She didn't ignore the frozen pear slices either; the flesh was soft and delicate. Even after being soaked in water, they burst with juice when gently chewed, and the sweet juice flowed down her throat, possessing a refreshing magic that even hot water couldn't provide.

"Is it good?"

Liu Hehe asked curiously, having decided to finish peeling her potato before trying the water and hadn't tasted it yet.

Jiang Xinyue felt a bit uncomfortable.

Is it good? Truthfully, it's quite good, but can she admit it?!

She had lived in Harbin for 20 years! She had gnawed through countless frozen pears, and now just one cup of water was challenging her understanding of frozen pears?!

"It's... so-so!"

Liu Hehe nodded, "I think it's just a fancy trick. Frozen pears should be bitten open and slurped, sucking all the juice out, that's the most perfect and authentic way to eat them."

By this time, she had finished peeling a potato too. Although not perfectly shaped, it was much better than her first attempt.

She picked up her cup and drank under Jiang Xinyue's watchful eye, sipping until she had finished.

Emmm...

She looked up at Jiang Xinyue, "As expected... it's missing something."

"Hehe..."

The two of them laughed sheepishly.

...

Harmony among people! That's what this is, harmony among people!

Liu Hao and Qian Mingxuan watched the bustling scene, feeling a tremble in their hearts.

Although the weather was as cold as ever this year, since the influx of tourists, only one major snowstorm hit, which did not impact tourists' experiences but seemed to welcome them instead.

Whether the meteorological bureau had fired anti-cloud seeding cannons or not, did it matter? It wasn't important at all; heaven is on our side!

They borrowed the Oroqen people to descend the mountain for the project, brought in the "big brother" phoenix, installed one warming stove after another, laid thick carpets, added snow foxes for cuteness, and equipped tall and handsome black horses with wings, putting them at an advantage in geographical terms.

Originally, the harmony among people stemmed from the enthusiastic locals and the quick responses of various departments, but there was always a lack of a spark.

The age group of 20 to 30 was the main force among tourists, and weren't these people in front of them all in their twenties, under thirty?

Peeling potatoes with laughter in the icy expanse, breaking broccoli, using enthusiasm to ignite the ice and snow, wasn't this the perfect gimmick?!

"Record this, record this, put this on the headlines later, and make sure to have a full account of this event; next year, we're going to host a grand North-South cooking fusion event!"

Qian Mingxuan and Liu Hao carefully maneuvered through the crowd, gradually making their way towards Wang Fan's direction.

The young people sitting on small stools and chairs were all absorbed in the ingredients before them and didn't notice the two of them at all.

Wang Fan, having just finished washing a batch of vegetables and moving on to slicing potatoes and lotus root, heard a voice: "Hello comrade, could we have a word?"

Wang Fan looked up to see two men in their forties or fifties smiling at him.

From the sound of their words and their demeanor, Wang Fan guessed they were probably officials.

Wang Fan, a law-abiding young man, wasn't intimidated by officials, but he had his hands full with tasks, leaving no time for idle chatter with them.

"Sorry, gentlemen, I'm really busy right now. How about another day? I'm going to be busy until late today."

Qian Mingxuan grew anxious upon hearing this, "Comrade, you..."

But Liu Hao interjected with a smile, "No problem, we've interrupted, you carry on with your work."

Having said that, he began to pull Qian Mingxuan aside.

At that moment, Liu Zhaofeng came over carrying the potatoes they had peeled and bumped into Liu Hao face to face.

Liu Zhaofeng exclaimed in surprise, "Dad, what are you doing here?"

Liu Hao was equally surprised, "What are you doing here?"

Liu Zhaofeng gestured, "My sister and I came over early. This whole vegetable thing was my sister's idea posted online."

Liu Hao was delighted, "That's great, you both inadvertently helped me out. Come, take me over there, I'll help peel some potatoes too."

Liu Zhaofeng put down the potatoes and led Liu Hao and Qian Mingxuan to his spot.

For the brother and sister duo, dealing with their father was nothing to be feared. After all, Northeastern men were formidable tigers outside, but at home, they might not even be tigers—perhaps just Hello Kitty.

The side of Wang Fan's knife had a potato slice adhered to it, which ensured that the potato slices lay flat on the cutting board as he sliced them.

As he swiftly worked his knife, all the potatoes on the board were soon transformed into thick, thin potato slices.

The Three Eastern Provinces were major potato-growing provinces, with Hei Province serving as a national potato growing base. The potatoes here had a high starch content, so the slices needed to be thoroughly cleaned before cooking. Controlling the heat was also crucial, to prevent them from quickly becoming mushy and losing their texture.

After the potato slices were cleaned, Wang Fan stood in front of the stew pot. Inside, there was fish tofu, frozen tofu, broccoli, and dried bean curd sticks. Observing the change in their colors and wafting a bit of the aroma from the stew pot towards his nose, Wang Fan decided not to add the potato slices yet.

The aroma and color of the broccoli indicated that adding the potatoes now would ensure that by the time the broccoli was ready, the potatoes would have turned mushy.

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