Three side dishes and a plate of freshly cooked dumplings were all Wu Guoliang's favorites. When the stewed meat in a casserole was served, Wu Guoliang was even more intoxicated.
Zhang Hua sat down cautiously, unable to let go of his hands and feet.
Wu Guoliang glanced at him, put the chopsticks into his hand, and glared: "You didn't take life so seriously before! When did you not come directly to my hand to grab the food?"
Zhang Hua blushed so much that he was bleeding, and kept saying, "Aren't you young and ignorant..."
Yu Jian spoke at the right moment: "Master Zhang, you're welcome."
"What do you call Master Zhang? Just call him Uncle Hua!"
After saying that, Wu Guoliang ignored him and couldn't wait to open the lid of the casserole. The hot steam mixed with the aroma of wine hit his nostrils, making him salivate instantly.
The stewed meat is simmered alternately with gentle and violent fires, and the color is golden, and the fragrance mixed with the sweetness of sugar constantly stimulates Wu Guoliang's nerves.
Stretching out his hand, the tip of the chopsticks penetrated straight through the middle of the meat, bringing out the bright red and oily sauce. The pork was roasted, giving it a caramel aroma, and then simmered, making it even more crispy and mellow.
One bite, the taste is sweet and fragrant, the lean meat is soft and rotten, the fat meat is crisp and tender, the skin is full of glutinous glutinous rice, and the meat is thick and mellow.
There is also a strong aroma of wine in the aftertaste, but there is no trace of wine at all.
"Not bad, really good!" Wu Guoliang praised, and then ate another piece.
Zhang Hua is also tasting the Baihua Wine Braised Pork. He has also eaten a lot of dishes from the Jiangnan region. This is another traditional famous dish, so he has naturally tasted it before. It’s just that such an excellent flavor is not something that has been cooked for decades.
His lack of skills made him look at the little girl Yu Jian again.
He had also heard about Hong An’s competition, which was somewhat legendary and made people feel...ridiculous. But Liu Chenggao later told him that the masters of Hong An were criticized a lot, and I’m afraid it was
He couldn't take on big responsibilities. He also spoke highly of the little girl Yu Jian, so he kept it in mind.
As soon as this dish came out, he was frightened, but also secretly reminded himself that he might have really underestimated it.
Then he looked at the intimacy and affection for Yu Jian in Wu Guoliang's words and expressions, and his eyes couldn't help but darken.
In his opinion, Wu Guoliang's vision never makes any mistakes.
Between Aiwu and Wu, his attitude toward Yu Jian also changed qualitatively, and he became somewhat sincere.
"How's it going? Ah Jian's cooking is delicious!" Wu Guoliang looked at Zhang Hua and showed off proudly.
Zhang Hua nodded sincerely, "It tastes like something made by an experienced chef, fat but not greasy."
Then he pointed to a few home-cooked side dishes: "Although the dishes are ordinary, there is a lot of thought in them. The gourd shreds are pickled with mustard, and they are crispy with a hint of heat; the fish fillets taste much more tender than ordinary ones...
…”
Yu Jian couldn't hold it anymore: "Uncle Hua is indeed an expert."
Wu Guoliang was still struggling with the Baihua Wine Braised Pork, and said vaguely: "I have been eating it since I was a child..." This was another stab at his heart.
…
After the meal was filled with a pot of hot tea, the two of them leaned on the sofa comfortably, while a yellow dog swung its tail lazily and kept hitting Wu Guoliang's legs.
Zhang Hua looked at the back of the little girl working in the kitchen and felt envious.
"In a few years, your children will be like this too." Wu Guoliang said leisurely, why should he be envious? He doesn't have any children of his own.
Zhang Hua gets a headache when he mentions the two demon kings in his family: "Farewell, I'll be happy if they don't cause trouble. Do you still expect them to inherit the mantle? There are not many young people willing to enter the kitchen nowadays..."
"Are you looking down on A Jian first?" Wu Guoliang asked sharply. He just focused on eating without looking at him, but he didn't miss the changing expressions on Zhang Hua's face. And after the meal, it was obvious that this attitude had happened.
changed.
When he exposed his thoughts, Zhang Hua did not hide it, but felt a little embarrassed: "Young girl..."
Wu Guoliang jumped up, pointed at his nose and cursed: "You Zhang Hua, you haven't grown much in all these years, and you have learned to discriminate against women?! What happened to the female doll? Didn't you come out of your mother's belly?"
Zhang Hua anxiously wanted to hold him back, waving his hands repeatedly: "Don't shout, don't shout, didn't I admit my mistake?" He pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "Don't let Yu Yatou hear it!"
Wu Guoliang then calmed down and stared at him angrily: "It's better if you hear me. If you look down on the girl again, don't come to my place again! I live in their Yu family's territory now, so be careful of people getting together.
Attack you..."
Zhang Hua said yes again and again, touched the sweat on his forehead, and let out a small breath.
He wanted to mention the affairs of their Wu family again, but at this moment Wu Guoliang was still immersed in anger, so he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.
Let’s talk about it next time.
When Yu Jian came out, the whole living room was a peaceful scene again, but Dahuang suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Zhang Hua vaguely, with a somewhat unkind look on his face.
When Yu Jian sat on the sofa, it moved its position without leaving a trace, leaned against her feet, and wrapped its warm, thick long tail around her ankles.
snort--
It's all heard.
That person looks down on their little girl.
Dahuang has a clear account in his heart. Who treats it well and who doesn't treat it sincerely? Men Qing'er! This man comes to eat for free and dares to say bad things. If he didn't take his master's face into consideration, he would have to let him
Feel the dangers of society.
A silent yawn showed the old man's canine teeth.
"By the way, Ah Jian," Zhang Hua smiled kindly, "There will be a private party in two days, and I have been invited to take charge of the white case. Are you interested in going and taking a look?"
Yu Jian's eyes lit up.
Before entering Guanglu Temple in her previous life, she and her master would often cook banquets for people all over Chang'an City, going to the palace of the princess and prime minister, and going to farmers' homes in the countryside. "Traveling in the kitchen" is the best way to train people. There is tediousness.
When I was there, I could visit several houses a day!
"You can go if you want. The banquet at Huazi's place is not the ordinary banquet of the world. It's good to gain knowledge." As soon as his eyes turned to Wu Guoliang, he spoke casually, took a sip of tea, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, "
I think back then, I was once the number one running seat brother——"
He also had his uncle Wu Wufang, who traveled around the capital in the 1960s and made steamed buns, noodles and pancakes that could be made twice around the capital.
But now, things have changed and people have changed.
There are only a few three or two people left in the Wu family.
A helpless sigh overflowed from his mouth, making Zhang Hua's heart tremble and making Yu Jian's heart sink.
"Brother Liang...have you ever thought...that your uncle might still be alive?" Zhang Hua asked cautiously.
Wu Guoliang sneered, feeling that his words were a bit ridiculous: "How is that possible? I accompanied him to the hospital for a checkup for stomach cancer. Later, I also found out that he died of illness two years after my accident and was buried in the Wu family's ancestral grave.
, the grass on the grave is half as tall as a person..."
The determination in his tone made Zhang Hua's heart freeze again.
"etc--"
Wu Guoliang suddenly noticed something was wrong, his whole demeanor changed, and he instantly became serious.