Mr. Long also came over at this time, holding a big bowl of steaming steamed buns.
"Oh, who do you think my wife is?
I'll eat first later, okay?"
After saying his righteous words, Mr. Long seemed to have no confidence in his heart and turned to shout at He Naizi.
"Daughter-in-law, I'll eat first, are you okay?"
Wow, he himself wasn't sure.
He Naizi had already started to put the wine glasses on the table, and rolled his eyes at Mr. Long.
"It's okay, it must be okay, why don't I eat first.
Everyone is pretending to be a hero, why are they so afraid of death?
Why, can’t you resist poison?”
Hey, when Cai Gen frowned, let's just say that these people are cold and carefree.
It still sounds a bit awkward to say it is so explicit.
He took the steamed bun and took a bite first.
"Okay, what about having a meal?
If any of you drinks and pours it yourself, I won’t drink anymore. I finally sobered up."
Now that it has started, everyone stopped talking nonsense and concentrated on the construction.
When Cai Gen was picking up vegetables, he felt something unexpected.
I didn’t expect that Mr. Long’s pork-killing dish is very authentic.
Sauerkraut is the home player, so there is no need to mention it.
It must be pickled at home, and it doesn't have the industrial smell of instant sauerkraut.
The side dishes surrounded by sauerkraut are more complicated.
Blood sausage, pork belly, pork bones, frozen tofu, and the wide noodles.
Moreover, in Cai Gen's eyes, this big pot of pig-killing vegetables has a profound meaning.
In terms of origin, blood sausage, pork belly, and pork ribs, although their status in pigs is uneven, are much higher than other side dishes.
For example, Xiaosun, Xiaoshui, Xiaotian, and Tong Aijia can also be counted as one.
In terms of materials, frozen tofu is lightly processed, while wide noodles are deeply processed. They have encountered different situations and achieved different results.
For example, waiter, Xiaocao, and Duan Xiaohong are also reluctant.
When it comes to cooking, no matter where you are from or what ingredients you use, if you stew with sauerkraut, keep stewing, and stew, you will eventually stew into pig-killing vegetables.
For example, that, this, Cai Gen really doesn’t want to admit that he is a pickled cabbage.
In the same basin, we are a family.
No matter how individual it was before it was put into the pot, it now has the smell of pickled cabbage, which is very flattering to pickled cabbage.
It fully reflects the importance of integrating into the collective and the virtue of doing as the Romans do.
I guess Mr. Long made the pig-killing dish to save trouble. He never expected that it would bring so many revelations to Cai Gen.
After everyone had eaten, no one said anything, and everyone was busy talking.
Except for Duan Xiaohong, no one else drank. Maybe the hangover had just passed and they didn't want to be confused anymore.
Duan Xiaohong is amazing. This night, she didn't wake up from her drunken state at all, so she managed to catch up perfectly.
Cai Gen ate three large steamed buns and was about to eat the fourth when he suddenly stopped.
Why don’t I feel full?
Has your appetite increased?
If you go according to how you feel now, it's okay to eat ten or eight.
No, you have to restrain yourself.
Feeling is one thing, the actual situation is another, you cannot indulge yourself.
He put down his chopsticks, stepped back, and got off the table.
I originally wanted to smoke a cigarette, but I took it out and smelled it but didn't dare to light it. I coughed so hard just now that I almost suffocated for a moment, so I'd better endure it for now.
Wandering to the edge of the Kang, I noticed four people lying side by side on the ground.
What are you talking about? I was just eating and forgot about these four things.
He quickly took out his cell phone and called Shi Huozhu.
The phone rang for a long time, and Shi Huozhu answered the call with a weak and listless voice.
"Brother Cai, are you done? Is it going well?"
When Cai Gen heard this, he realized that he had not exerted any effort. He had slept at home all night. How could he be so tired?
The vigor and energy of what I heard was not as good as my own.
Just when I was about to ask, the strong figure of Marsala appeared in my mind.
Suddenly awakened, Cai Gen still couldn't understand Shi Huozhu's suffering.
In addition to silently blessing Shihuozhu, you also asked Mao?
"Azhu, four of your men have been rescued.
It doesn't matter if you have a little injury, why don't you come and pick it up?"
Shi Huozhu really didn't care much about his four subordinates, and he said that he would do nothing to save them.
"Oh, Brother Cai, I still want to sleep for a while. This night, you don't know
It’s okay, just take it with you when you come back, I won’t pick it up.”
Well, I almost let it slip, it seems that Shi Huozhu's vigilance is really low now.
It probably really hurts my mind.
As someone who has been through this before, Cai Gen understands it except for the smirk on his face.
"Azhu, it's not appropriate for me to take him back.
There's such a big thing happening here, why don't you show up?
If you have any merit in the future, who should you credit it to?
If there is a bonus, who will receive it?
Should it all be given to Huang Ping?"
When Shi Huozhu heard this, he immediately paid attention to it.
Cai Gen said it very clearly.
Don't expect yourself to make any effort and let yourself live in peace for the night.
So if you don't take the credit, then you'd be stupid, right?
"Brother Cai, don't worry. Anyone who gets a bonus will definitely be named Cai. I'll be there right away."
Well, smart people are smart people, and he can understand it as soon as Cai Gen says it.
"Well? Brother Cai, why is Naqi at the door of the store?
Just in time, I'll go over there in Naqi and wait for me."
kindness?
Has Naqi not come back yet?
Did something happen on the road?
Probably not. With Xiao Xiao here, what could happen?
After all, she is also a landlady.
Alas, Cai Gen's confidence was soon gone.
With Xiao Xiao here, anything can happen.
"Master Long, take the whole car and send them to the village clinic.
It's so cold on the ground, what's wrong with it?"
Young Master Long was a little reluctant. After all, when Huang Ping chopped He Naizi just now, he didn't care about Young Master Long's life or death.
But Cai Gen said that he couldn't ignore it, so he put down the steamed buns and went out.
After a short meeting, they took several young men and carried Huang Ping and the four of them out.
Mr. Long did not follow, picked up the steamed buns and continued eating.
"Boss Cai, I've made the arrangements and sent them back, don't worry.
If you've finished eating, just take a nap first. You'll be very tired from this night.
I'll call you later when the winter fishing festival opens and I'm pulling fish up.
No one should leave today, let's just have a bite of breakfast together.
I will prepare a nice table for you in the evening, and I will pay my respects to my master in a serious manner, and you will watch the ceremony."
As soon as Long Shao finished speaking, he felt He Naizi pull him.
That little woman's pretense was perfect, she really gave Mr. Long face.
"By the way, it can be regarded as me getting married to He Naizi.
You don’t have to think too much, no gift money is required.”
Cai Gen burst into laughter immediately. This Young Master Long is so big-hearted. Why is he still thinking about the gift?
Besides his cheap master Tong Aijia, who can give him the gift?
Cai Gen was leaning on the quilt. He had just finished his meal and was being heated by the hot kang. He felt a little sleepy.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, Tong Aijia also finished eating and sat next to Cai Gen.
"Cai Gen, tell me, what are so many people doing there?
How did you do it?
I'm just too curious.
You can’t carry it with your hands or carry it on your shoulders, so how can you cook them all?”