Chapter 8: Column, You've Changed

ever is the best chef at the canteen gets to be in charge. If someone doesn't do well, then other people will have to take responsibility for cooking. Otherwise, wouldn't that Fatty kid have been so d...A bowl of braised pork, a bowl of spicy potato shreds, plus a bowl of tomato and egg soup. These days, if you can put together such a meal for dinner, it's really not cold at all.

At Lao Yan's place, those dishes are definitely something you only have during Chinese New Year.

The meat and potatoes were He Yuzhu's, while the tomatoes and eggs were brought by Lou Xiaoxiao from her own home.

She may talk tough, but her actions speak louder than words. In her own words, "two dishes make a complete meal."

When He Yuzhu brought the braised pork to the dinner table, Lou Xiaomei couldn't wait to reach out with her chopsticks and take a bite. Even though she had an idea in mind beforehand, when the shiny slices of meat entered her mouth and the spicy and savory flavors exploded on her tongue, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, Sha Zhu, you're so good at this! "

The deaf old woman also took a bite, and her face lit up with a smile. "Silly girl, I told you what Ears hear as false as eyes see. Now that you've tasted it, you should finally know if he's a good cook or not, right"

Lou Xiaogang nodded. Braised pork belly has always been considered the quintessential Sichuan dish, a true test of a chef's fundamental skills. To master this dish is no easy feat!

While speaking, Lou Xiaoe was not idle either. After three chopsticks, the young wife still felt unsatisfied: "Your cooking skills are no worse than those of the master chef at Fengze Garden! It's a shame to be cooking in a large pot at the steel mill canteen!"

He Yuzhu raised an eyebrow: "That's called serving the people, I'm happy to do it. Why would you run to Fengze Garden for nothing"

Besides, I'm not planning on cooking for the whole factory forever. That will be the job of MCA later on. I need to focus on managing my own little stovetop for the factory leaders!

Now is not a good time to go out and drink alone. He Yuzhu figured that he could still work at the steel mill for another ten years or so, at least he should strive to reach an administrative level first. That way, when he goes out and about later on, he'll have some face, right

He Yuzhu took a sip of wine and said, "Alright, Lou Xia'e, don't beat around the bush with me here! Loser accepts defeat. We agreed before! You have to drink three cups. Do you admit it! If you don't admit it, from now on whenever we meet, you call me Grandpa, and this will be over."

Just now he saw, the deaf old woman pulled out two bottles of Fen wine from under the cupboard by the wall. Today, he had to take advantage of Lou Xia e's drunkenness and get things done!

Aren't you, Xu Damao, wanting money

Anyway, this son's wages are under Lou Xiao'e's management. Eventually, this wool must be paid back on the sheep!

Lou Xiaoe was also a bold woman. She puffed up her cheeks and said arrogantly, "Don't make such a fuss here! Do you think I won't admit it Just three cups of wine! Come on, fill me up!!!"

.......

Backyard,

Liu Haizhong's home.

At the dinner table, Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian were so eager to eat that they sniffed the fragrant meaty smell and swallowed their saliva. They didn't even glance at their father Liu Haizhong or eldest brother Liu Guangqi's bowls of fried eggs.

Seeing this, the two aunties scoffed. "This silly Zhu is quite sentimental, isn't he Giving so much fruit to an unrelated old lady and making it so delicious... what's he trying to do..."

Before she could finish speaking, Liu Haizhong slammed his hand on the table, making a loud bang: "Didn't I tell you From now on, call him Zhuzi! "

Wouldn't you rather be called "Master" than have people call you "Mistress" Besides, wouldn't it be funny if that fool called you "Abbot"

Shizhu may not have any real skills, but he's a master at being mischievous!

Liu Guangtian looked up with a puzzled expression and asked, "Dad, why can't we call him Sijiu Everyone else does, right He even responded to me twice the other day when I called him that!"

Looking at her son's big, shiny head with a fringe, she felt angry and reached out to slap him hard. "You refuse to call me mom You little brat think you can turn the world upside down Is this house run by you or by your father!"

Still here asking questions, questions, questions If it weren't for you little monk's nickname, would you even be called "Fangzhang" by that idiot Zhu

The more Liu Haizhong thought about it, the angrier he became. The smell of meat filling the entire courtyard made him feel like nothing appealed to his taste.

The next second, the old man “whoosh” stood up and grabbed a pair of fire tongs used for clamping coal balls in winter from beside him, ready to give his second and third sons a lesson.

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guofú, the two brothers, were seasoned veterans. As soon as they saw their father Liu Haizhong stand up, before he could even move, the two of them immediately slipped away and ran out.

The two brothers just dashed to the front of the moon gate and almost bumped into Qin Huairu, who was carrying a bowl and coming over to ask for meat with a heavy heart.

The father was still chasing them with a pair of tongs, and the two of them didn't even have time to shout. They simply ran past Qin Huaiyu without a word.

Liu Guangtian ran all the way to the alleyway before his father suddenly slapped him. He still couldn't figure out what he had done wrong today.

"Liu Guangfu, only realizing it now, stomped his feet and reacted loudly: 'Hey! That's not right! Dad hit you, why should I run with you I haven't even eaten a few bites of my dinner yet!' "

Liu Guangtian spat on the ground and said, "Bah! You're useless. Our eldest brother is the legitimate son, and we two are bastards! If you can't beat me, what good will it do If I run away, that clamp will definitely fall on you!"

Liu Guangfu pursed his lips, he really couldn't refute this. The Liu family had always been like this, and him and Guangtian were simply letting off steam for their father. Their eldest brother was the real son, who got to eat fried eggs every meal.

Anyway, since dinner was not going to be eaten tonight, I might as well go for a boat ride by Shichahai.

If you're lucky enough to catch two fish, just find someone nearby to borrow some fire and salt, and grill them up. They taste pretty good!

.........

Seeing Liu Haizhong carrying a pair of tongs and looking furious, Qin Huairu spoke up to persuade him: “Second Uncle, Guangtian and Guangfu are still young. Don't get angry with them.”

Liu Haizhong snorted: "These two animals are always used to pissing me off. They really give me a headache!"

As he was speaking, he glanced through the front door of the main room and saw Sha Zhu happily sipping wine and staring at him with a grin.

Lao Liu muttered, "Damn it," and tossed the fire tongs onto the windowsill. He returned to the room with a dark face.

Qin Huaiyu finally saw what was happening inside the deaf old woman's house.

The widow's heart ached with a bitter pang. How could Silly Zhu be here

Could it be that he made this meat too

Oh, well, I'm really being driven crazy by my mother-in-law. Besides

Silly 柱子 , who else in this courtyard has the skills to fry meat so deliciously

No wonder he was so willing to give me his lunchbox earlier, he must have planned all along to come to the backyard to drink and eat meat and live a carefree life, right

As soon as she thought of this, Qin Huaiyu's heart sank even further: "Zhuzi, you've changed! You weren't like this before!"thes"He Yuzhu laughed and said, "Where are you going We're not going to see Dad, are we You have to dress up a bit! When we get back, go buy yourself a skirt at Wangfujing Department Store, pick a pre...