Hao Shanhe's family lives in a small courtyard not far from the south gate. There is a Manzi Gate in the southeast corner. The courtyard is not big as a whole, with green brick paving and no screen wall. It is very clean, transparent and tidy.
There are two rooms in the north, one in the east and one in the east. There are no trees in the yard, but there is a well in the northeast corner. The west room has a kitchen, and the east room is vacant.
The furnishings in Hao Shanhe's home are very simple, with a military style, which is quite good and fits Comrade Xiao Du's aesthetics very well.
After Hao Shanhe opened the door, he hugged Hao Xiaohei and looked at them with a smile. As soon as Hao Xiaohei saw Yang Caiyu, he immediately broke away from Hao Shanhe and ran to Yang Caiyu's leg to rub against her.
Yang Caiyu bent down and hugged it to her chest. The soft touch made it so beautiful that she held its little head in her hand and humped it. This perverted cat!
Damn it, sooner or later I will find an opportunity to castrate it, how dare you snatch my territory! Du Weiguo's eyelids jumped as he watched it.
"Hey hey hey, Xiao Du, you're interested."
Hao Shanhe was very satisfied when he saw Du Weiguo carrying a lot of fish, meat and vegetables in his hand, as well as his favorite Hunan famous wine Baisha liquid.
Du Weiguo is the king of strong talk. He can persuade: "Well, you see, you are always my direct leader, and you are so powerful that you can overwhelm others! Can't I serve you well?"
Hao Shanhe smiled and said: "Hahaha, you bastard, you are so embarrassed to say, who of us will serve whom every day?"
While joking, Du Weiguo put everything in the cupboard. Old Hao Tou performed well. At least the stove was on fire and the hot water was boiling.
Well, today Comrade Du Weiguo has become a master chef again. There is no way. Comrade Yang Caiyu is a master of cooking, but he knows nothing about cooking!
Old Hao Tou is even more hopeless. Hao Shanhe, who is as sophisticated as a ghost and a god in people, can only eat when it comes to cooking.
Du Weiguo first cleaned up the silver carp, fed it with seasonings, and scalded the pig skin in an iron pan. It is said that this can remove the fishy smell, remove the hair and increase the aroma.
Du Weiguo is going to show off his skills today and manage 6 dishes. This is no joke.
The fish is stewed first. Originally, the more famous way to eat fish in Hunan Province is fish head with chopped pepper or fish head with double pepper. However, Du Weiguo doesn't know how to cook those complicated dishes. He only learned how to stew fish with his wife Pang Baili recently.
During this period, Du Weiguo cut meat and prepared vegetables. He had good physical coordination and strong force-generating skills, so his knife skills seemed to be quite similar.
Yang Caiyu held Hao Xiaohei in her arms and watched her lover wash pots, cut vegetables and cook in an orderly manner, which was pleasing to the eye.
Hao Shanhe is now like an old man, sitting on a wicker chair smoking the cigarette that Caiyu lit for him, drinking the tea that Du Weiguo made for him, and the Romance of the Three Kingdoms is playing on the radio!
This guy made him feel so comfortable. It was simply the highlight of his life.
At 12:30, after Du Weiguo's hard work for more than 2 hours, this extraordinary meal officially started.
I did collect 6 dishes. The main dishes were molly stewed fish, Hunan stir-fried pork, stir-fried pork with dried celery, mapo tofu, soy sauce beef, and peanuts.
Damn, Du Weiguo, this shameless guy, bought two ready-made dishes to make up the difference.
Du Weiguo also steamed rice, washed a few fresh cucumbers and ate them with empty mouths.
Even Hao Xiaohei left some fish cooked in plain water to eat.
The food is being served one after another, and it looks quite similar. Everyone is the same person, and they are familiar with each other. There is nothing pretentious about it, so just start cooking.
Du Weiguo's cooking skills are not very talented, and the meals he makes are always somewhere between edible and delicious, but today he was more or less above his level, somewhere between delicious and extremely delicious.
Anyway, Du Weiguo himself felt that he was pretty awesome.
Lao Haotou also ate quite vigorously. Let’s not talk about whether it tastes good or not. At least two of the dishes are spicy enough and have a bit of the charm of Hunan cuisine. This is already great. What else do you want? Not to mention the hometown.
And the wine.
Hao Shanhe is indeed the number one Dionysian in the Security Department of the Steel Rolling Mill. You must know that this title is not that simple.
There are about 200 people in the factory security department, most of them are soldiers, and their drinking capacity is quite heavy. They are all measured in kilograms. Some of the more vigorous ones can drink more than 2 kilograms.
But Old Haotou is recognized as the god of wine, and no one has any objections to this, which shows how ruthless he is.
Du Weiguo drank less than half a kilogram of 2 kilograms of white sand liquid at most, leaving Old Hao Tou to drink the rest alone.
After all, Du Weiguo had just been discharged from the hospital. Comrade Yang Caiyu kept looking at him. Although he didn't say anything, his beautiful big talking eyes kept talking. Du Weiguo was also very well-behaved and sensible.
I didn't drink much.
Old Haotou drank more than a kilogram and a half of high-strength liquor, and his face was only slightly red. The rest was as usual.
There was no formality in his words, and his eyes did not change at all. He was really domineering, worthy of the name of a Dionysian. At least Du Weiguo was absolutely convinced.
According to his physique, it is estimated that 2 kilograms of liquor can be tolerated, but he certainly cannot be as nonchalant and light as Hao Shanhe.
Du Weiguo joked: "Uncle Hao, you are not drunk at all after drinking. What fun is there in drinking?"
Hao Shanhe said with a smile: "Hahaha, in fact, there is also drunkenness, it just comes less and slowly."
Du Weiguo asked curiously: "Uh, Uncle Hao, how drunk are you now?"
Hao Shanhe thought for a while: "About 20%!"
Du Weiguo was shocked: "Hey, Uncle Hao, then I can't drink with you. Even if I don't get hurt, it will be in vain. Will you feel uncomfortable after drinking?"
"Haha, just sleep more deeply so it's not easy to wake up. I actually never drink alcohol myself."
Okay, Du Weiguo decided not to drink alone with Hao Shanhe anymore. He couldn't win at all. Moreover, after he drank some wine, he especially wanted to talk to old Hao Tou and Zhao Yingnan, and he felt a little awkward.
At nearly 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Du Weiguo, who had neatly tidied the kitchen, left Haoshanhe's house with his wife, and sent Yang Caiyu to Jiang Dongfang's house. She was going to take a bath with Aunt Li in the afternoon. After all, it was summer, and she had to be diligent if she could.
For bathing.
Du Weiguo went to Xiang Beifang's home by himself.
Tomorrow night the sub-district office will come to the courtyard to elect a new steward. It is estimated that they will directly attack Qin Huairu and his family.
This time Du Weiguo decided to take the initiative to intervene. Qin Huairu cannot go offline now and cannot let Yi Zhonghai stand up again. The family is the only one. This moral hypocrite with thick eyebrows and big eyes is really disgusting.
If she doesn't help Qin Huairu tide over the difficulties this time, she will really leave Siheyuan, and she will also take away the important supporting roles Bang Gang, Jia Zhang, and Du Weiguo. It is impossible to estimate what new roles or challenges she will face.
Du Weiguo even felt that the blackened White Lotus was actually quite cute, but of course he had no other unnecessary thoughts.
When we arrived at Xiang Beifang's house, Mr. Xiang was not there. He had gone on a date with Yu Moli. Only Aunt Cui was at home. Du Weiguo didn't care. He had nothing to do anyway, so he would just wait.
Aunt Cui is very gentle and speaks in a soft and slow voice, which makes people very comfortable. Aunt Cui is going to make fried noodles for dinner in the evening. She said that she will be back in a while to the north.
Du Weiguo cheerfully helped Aunt Cui prepare dinner. There were actually noodles in this era, but they were a bit rare. Most families who wanted to eat noodles would make their own noodles at home, either hand-rolled or knife-cut.
Zhajiang noodles are considered an authentic folk delicacy in Sijiucheng. There is a saying that it seems to tie the legs of time, which means longevity.
Zhajiang noodles sound simple, but in fact it is more troublesome to make than stir-fry and stew.
First of all, the hand-rolled noodles process has already dissuaded a second-hand knife player like Du Weiguo. You can’t eat the soul of fried noodles with fried noodles.
Then there is the fried sauce, which is more troublesome than stir-frying. It is both sweet noodle sauce and dry yellow sauce, so you need to stir-fry and boil the sauce.
The vegetable code for fried bean paste noodles is also very troublesome. The authentic one seems to require 8 vegetable codes? Bean sprouts, celery, green beans, shredded cucumber, shredded radish, shredded cabbage, green garlic, and garlic.
But in this day and age, people who have enough to eat are considered good people. Most people are not that particular at all and just take whatever they have.
It seems a bit off topic, hahaha!
At 5:30, Du Weiguo was cutting various kinds of silk to practice his knife skills. Mr. Xiang came back proudly.