空叔

March 28 / Sunny /
I went to the gym at noon, a few people had just finished eating. When they saw me coming, they asked if I wanted to play a game of Guandan. I wasn't really willing to play this thing. But now, everyone is playing it.
Two big brothers in one group, I and Sister Lime in another. Brother B drove a BYD Song, he asked me if driving a Tesla for long distances causes range anxiety? I said, I haven't heard the term 'range anxiety' in a long time. Now, countless charging stations have been built in service areas, and by the time you finish urinating and eating, the battery is fully charged.
I told him to trust that the smartest and richest people in this world exist. I am using FSD every day now. Let's put it this way, it drives safer than I do; I occasionally get distracted and check my phone, but it doesn't. It is always working seriously, and safety is always the top priority.

In the morning, I drank lamb soup downstairs and ran into an important client from when I used to do physical business.
She was wearing tight yoga clothes, saying she had just come from the gym.
After chatting for a bit, she said she was going through her third divorce.
I asked, what’s the reason this time for not being able to carry on?
She said, the man is too spineless; when faced with a problem, he gets all flustered, and as soon as divorce is mentioned, he starts crying and begging for mercy, which makes it more and more nauseating to watch.
I knew about this flaw of hers long ago.
All three of her marriages were flash marriages.
Each time, she had just gone through a devastating emotional breakdown, and couldn't stand the loneliness and fear of the empty period, so she would grab a man who was completely obedient to her and marry him.

Last night, the dinner continued.
In a four-person group, Director Song brought along a junior sister who had just entered the system.
After three rounds of drinks, the junior sister asked Director Song how to quickly advance in the unit.
Director Song glanced at me, smiled, and said nothing.
I poured a glass of dry white wine and told her about our previous adventure in the no-man's land.
There was an English teacher who followed us into the no-man's land.
At first, everyone went their separate ways, the environment was extremely harsh, with low oxygen, bumpy roads, and sandstorms everywhere.
By the third day, most people's physical condition and emotions were on the verge of collapse, starting to complain to each other, and some were even desperate enough to want to smash a car.

Last night, the dinner continued.
In a four-person group, Director Song brought along a junior sister who had just entered the system.
After three rounds of drinks, the junior sister asked Director Song how to quickly advance in the unit.
Director Song glanced at me, smiled, and said nothing.
I poured a glass of dry white wine and told her about our previous adventure in the no-man's land.
There was an English teacher who followed us into the no-man's land.
At first, everyone went their separate ways, the environment was extremely harsh, with low oxygen, bumpy roads, and sandstorms everywhere.
By the third day, most people's physical condition and emotions were on the verge of collapse, starting to complain to each other, and some were even desperate enough to want to smash a car.

At noon, a few old friends gathered for a meal.
I only prepared some beef and lamb.
I cut a few pieces of marbled beef and used a low-temperature sous vide machine to prepare them first.
54 degrees, cooked for a full hour.
After it’s done, I carefully use kitchen paper to absorb the surface moisture and apply avocado oil.
A friend next to me joked that I’m living more and more meticulously now.
I said, you can't save money on ingredients; the error margin is vastly different between meat that costs a few dozen and a few hundred.
Many people find it hard to chew steak; afraid it’s undercooked, they keep cooking it, ruining it completely.
A true master doesn’t need sous vide; they rely on their feeling and the residual heat to gauge doneness.

Continuing from the previous chapter
The meeting broke up, and President Song called a designated driver to take people home.
I called my cousin over specifically to have him drive President Wang.
My cousin is someone who operates excavators on construction sites, and he has a few heavy Caterpillar and Hyundai machines.
In the car, my cousin mysteriously showed off to me.
He said he recently met a loan officer from a rural bank, who is really nice and even sent him a New Year's greeting message.
My cousin felt very warm-hearted, saying he hasn't saved much money, yet the other person's attitude is so friendly.
Not only that, but this officer has also become his investment strategist.
I taught him how to buy US dollars, and recently I even advised him to sell his wife's gold.