After settling her grandma down, Zhang's mother turned around and went to the kitchen to arrange the meals.

"Shuan Zhu, live forever!" Zhang's mother stood at the door of the kitchen and shouted.

"Sister-in-law, are you calling us for trouble?" Brother Shuan Zhu and Chang Sheng quickly put down their knives, wiped their hands on their aprons, and walked out.

"Your grandma is here, and she wants to eat the dishes cooked by you two!" Mother Zhang said with a smile.

"Ah?! Sister-in-law, we don't know how to cook!"

"Then I don't care. Your grandma said that if you can't be fired, your father will take care of you." Mother Zhang had a teasing smile on her face.

She is just like a naughty little aunt, teasing her little nephew.

If Zhang Junping saw it, he would be surprised that his mother actually has such a naughty side.

"Sister-in-law, please spare us! We are not lazy at all in the kitchen! If you don't believe me, ask the master." Changsheng begged.

With the help of Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, Zhuzi, Shuanzhu, and Changsheng successfully became Master Yu's disciples.

The Eight Sutras of Zheng'er are sent to the disciples who are the disciples of the apprenticeship, the apprenticeship ceremony, and the kowtow.

There are many types of apprenticeships.

Although it is not like what is written in the novel, there are outer disciples, inner disciples, true disciples and direct disciples.

But it’s pretty much the same, there are named disciples, entry-level disciples, immediate disciples, and direct disciples.

As mentioned before, disciples who join the family have to eat and live in the master's house so that they can learn real skills.

The direct disciple is actually the best among the disciples who enter the family, the one who can inherit the mantle.

Although beginner disciples are one level behind, they can learn a lot as long as they study hard.

Zhuzhu, Shuanzhu, and Changsheng are just Master Yu's entry-level disciples, it's not that Zhang Junping doesn't have enough dignity.

It is true that today's society is not as good as it used to be, and Master Yu can't live in so many people at home.

Not everyone can be as inhumane as Zhang Junping.

"Why do I have you two idiot nephews? You can't do it, and your master can't do it?"

What kind of food do you want to cook for your grandma, and your master will teach you how to cook it, why don’t you learn how to cook it and sell it now?" Mother Zhang stepped forward and rewarded each of them, and then her brain collapsed and she said bitterly.

"But..." Shuan Zhu and Chang Sheng hesitated.

The master was standing by and gave instructions on what seasonings to put in, how to control the heat, and when to take it out of the pot, so it was still possible.

However, it can only guarantee that it can be eaten, and it is definitely incomparable with a real chef.

"But what? Can your grandma tell the difference between what you cook and what your master cooks?" Mother Zhang gave the two of them another headache.

"Oh! I know!"*2

Shuan Zhu and Chang Sheng did not dare to say anything else for fear of being beaten again. They were in their thirties and had several children, so it would be embarrassing to be beaten again.

But the other party is my sister-in-law, and I can only do it next to her.

I ran into the kitchen, murmured with the master for a while, and finally agreed to give them instructions on how to cook a few dishes suitable for the elderly.

Zhang Junping and his two apprentices accompanied his grandmother, talking and drinking tea.

Zhang Lihong returned to the bar and continued working.

This is a busy time, and the bar is inseparable from people.

After a while, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother entered the private room together.

It was a rare occasion for my mother to come, so Zhang’s mother also put down her work and ate with her.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the dishes were served one after another.

Six dishes in total.

"Mom, these dishes are made by Shuanzhu and Changsheng, please try them!" Mother Zhang said with a smile.

"Yeah! Let me try the food cooked by my eldest grandson." Grandma smiled and picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of tofu.

Zhang Junping saw it and saw that this is the most common home-style tofu recipe in Shandong cuisine: Shao Liu Tofu.

The fried tofu is a bit old, but it's good to be able to make it like this in such a short time.

Several other dishes are also home-cooked.

Dishes that are too complicated cannot be made with just a few instructions from the master.

That requires a solid foundation and lots of practice.

"Grandma, how are you?" Shuan Zhu asked nervously.

"Yeah! It's pretty good, even better than your mother's cooking.

It seems that my two grandsons have not learned from their master in vain.

I’m telling you, study hard! Your aunt has created such good conditions for you, if you don’t study hard, your father will come to take care of you if I don’t call you.” Grandma said with a satisfied smile, not forgetting to remind the two of them to stay away from each other.

pride.

After finishing the meal, grandma wiped her mouth and said, "Okay, you guys go get busy and stop waiting on me here. Let's go home and make steamed buns."

"Okay! Let's go! Mom, get a piece of pork belly for us to make buns." Zhang Junping smiled and helped his grandma out, not forgetting to remind Zhang's mother to get a piece of meat.

The restaurant uses a lot of pork, at least two pigs are consumed a day.

Hou San went directly to the countryside below to buy them and slaughtered them himself.

Red Star Farm accounts for the bulk, one-third of the total supply.

Of course, Hongxing Farm did not suffer any loss. Zhang Junping got them a lot of steel and concrete to expand the pig pen.

Zhang Junping helped his grandma to the car.

Xia Guoxiang followed behind and got into the car with a piece of pork belly weighing at least five kilograms.

"Goodbye, grandparents!" Li Wenjuan and Xia Guoxiang waved to Zhang's father and mother.

"Mom and Dad, let's go! Go home and eat steamed buns tonight!" Zhang Junping said hello, started the car, and left Zhiweizhai.

After returning home, Zhang Junping began to chop stuffing, while grandma took Li Wenjuan and Xia Guoxiang to pick shepherd's purse.

Shepherd's purse is delicious to eat, but it is quite troublesome to clean up. You have to remove the dead leaves and rhizomes.

It needs to be washed several times and the water is clean before it can be chopped into the meat filling.

Zhang Junping first cut the pork belly into small pieces with a knife, and then started to mince the meat filling.

Holding knives in both hands, the two knives flew on the chopping board, and the pork belly gradually turned into fat and thin meat.

All afternoon, the four people divided the work and collaborated. Finally, at about four o'clock, the meat filling was mixed and the noodles were ready, only the buns were left.

To be honest, making dumplings is okay, but Zhang Junping really doesn't know how to make buns, but he can roll them out.

Zhang Junping rolled out the buns, and grandma took Li Wenjuan and Xia Guoxiang to make the buns.

These two little guys are not very good either. Their buns are ugly and slow. Grandma could make three buns, but they couldn't wrap one.

However, this is not like working part-time in a restaurant. It doesn't matter at home, so the two of them can learn while working and have a great time.

At half past five, more than half of a large pot of shepherd's purse stuffed meat had been consumed. At this time, Qiu Wenyan came back from get off work.

"Why did you come back so early today? Why did you make so many buns?"

"After sending away the remaining artists early this morning, I gave everyone a day off to make up for the rest day the day before yesterday.

In the morning, I talked about shepherd's purse with my grandma, so we went to the field to dig a lot of shepherd's purse and came back.

Do you know how to make the buns? If you do, take the time to wash your hands and make the buns." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

Then he told Xia Guoxiang, who was just trying to make a fool of himself, "Xiangzi, stop being a bastard and go ahead and light the pot!"

"Okay, I'll cook the pot right now!" Xia Guoxiang agreed quickly, took a breath, and ran to light the pot.

He really didn't have the talent to make buns. Li Wenjuan had already learned how to make the buns in a decent manner, but he still made them crookedly and was laughed at by Li Wenjuan all afternoon.

Qiu Wenyan washed her hands and came over to make buns with everyone.

She is very good at making buns, and often helps Qiu's mother make buns at home.

However, Qiu Wenyan had just sat down and made a few buns when she smelled the smell of shepherd's purse meat filling and suddenly felt nauseous.

He quickly got up and ran outside to vomit.

Zhang Junping quickly stood up, followed outside, and gently patted Qiu Wenyan on the back, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I just smelled the smell of shepherd's purse meat filling and suddenly felt nauseous." Qiu Wenyan vomited for a while and felt better before she spoke.

At this time, Li Wenjuan came over with a glass of water and said, "Master, please drink some water and rinse it out!"

"Okay, thank you Juanzi." Qiu Wenyan took the water glass, took a sip, and then spit it out.

Rinse your mouth several times before drinking the remaining water.

"It's okay, I'm much better." Qiu Wenyan patted her chest and said in one breath.

"Yanzi, how long has it been since you've been fine?" Grandma also came out of the house and asked with a smile.

"I...I figured it would be time to come in the next few days." Qiu Wenyan said with a blushing face.
To be continued...