Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.84 Sure enough, father and son
Five fillet shredded pike, crispy pike, looks delicious.
Zhang Ben clicked his tongue, then moved his index finger, and said, "Chef Wu and Chef Xie cook Shandong cuisine and Sichuan cuisine. Grandma, you won't be able to tolerate this." Zhang Ben looked at it with a smile.
Grandma Zhuge Xiaorong smiled happily, stroking her hands and saying with a smile: "You, you, you have such a big head, how can you be so smart?"
While she was talking, she used a pair of chopsticks to poke some rice grains into her mouth. She felt it was sweet and fragrant, and the pure taste of Taihu rice filled her lips and teeth.
"Mr. Zhang, because you said we were setting up a table and didn't give you any rules, we each made some. There is also a pot of plum blossom porridge here. The old gentlemen here can have a taste, and so can this grandma.
Taste the aroma." Wu Jieniu said to Zhang Ben with a smile.
He is a man who loves money. When he came, Huang Silang had already transferred 200,000 yuan to him. It was quite useful for him to go there, but it was nothing. He relied on his ability to earn a living and there was no shame in it. He loves money.
It’s not a shameful thing. “If you don’t feel full after trying a bowl of plum blossom porridge, and steamed rice and pork slices with lotus leaves, you’ll be half full after eating one bowl.” Xie Fengzhan, who was born as a cook, said carelessly.
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She is a strong woman and speaks cheerfully. Both of these are good food supplements - eating this during the Chinese New Year is auspicious.
Zhang Ben didn't understand. He picked up the menu and recognized each one. He smiled and said: "Oh, it's so rich."
Xia Zhen poked a piece of peppercorn pike fillet and felt it was numb and refreshing. The aroma inside the meat slices came out directly and exploded on the taste buds. It felt so good.
"It's so delicious." The prodigal little bitch now understands the difference. What is special treatment? This is... ***, I used to live in vain, but I think I'm getting good food in a big restaurant.
Wu Jieniu said with a smile: "As long as Mr. Zhang likes it, there are three medicinal diets here. I've taken the initiative, and it's all the work of Master Wang." Stir-fried shredded eel with Polygonatum sibiricum, stewed eel with Codonopsis pilosula, and the last one is ginger.
Eel rice with sauce.
There wasn't much eel rice with ginger sauce, just a small amount. After all, there were also a lot of steamed rice and pork slices with lotus leaves, which were all filling things for the stomach. But the aroma was everywhere, wafting far away into the courtyard.
In the side hall and the hall, there is a scent.
Zhang Degong looked over at this side. He couldn't see it due to the screen, but he saw his son Zhang Laosan happily eating there. He immediately itched his teeth with hatred and thought to himself: Why should I do this?
To eat this, they eat the chef's rice. "Dad, what are you doing?" Zhang Yongxian asked when he saw Zhang Degong standing up.
The corner of Zhang Degong's mouth twitched, then he sat down slowly, and then said: "Go and see what they are eating and why they are not noisy tonight."
The descendants in the hall were actually smelling the aroma. The taste was really mouth-watering, but they couldn't eat it, so they had to eat rice on the side and eat something passable. They felt even more envious and jealous...
"What are these two soups?" Zhang Bi asked.
Wang Jindao replied: "This is abalone Erdong longan soup, and this is sea cucumber assorted soup. It can improve sleep and make people energetic."
"Hey, I should have known that I would become a cook when I was a child." Zhang Ben smacked his mouth and said, "It can keep you full and nourish your body. Taking supplements is the best supplement."
Wang Jindao nodded repeatedly, and he also suddenly smiled: "Mr. Zhang said it best, taking supplements is the best supplement." "Haha, I just said it casually." Zhang Bi said with a smile.
Wang Jindao and the other three smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, please take it easy. We are going back to work. We have to go on our way in the evening." "If you please, thank you three chefs. Thank you very much."
Zhang Ben quickly stood up and raised his hands.
Seeing his thorough courtesy, Wang Jindao also smiled and cupped his hands, and the three super chefs continued to work in the kitchen. "Look at this eel...it's almost cut like a vermicelli." Zhang Juncai
The country bumpkin was holding the eel in his hand, rowing and gesticulating.
Next to him, Zhang Bingsheng made a bowl of plum blossom porridge. He drank it and nodded repeatedly: "Fuck, it's my sister's fault. If I drink this every day, will my life be shortened?"
"You **** don't have a few days to live anyway. Once you stretch your legs up to the sky and close your eyes, who knows?" These old **** people just spent the New Year saying disgusting things, which made everyone who was accompanying them to eat.
It was extremely shattered.
Zhang Mingtang poked a chopstick into the stewed eel with Codonopsis pilosula, and the aroma hit his nostrils. He felt that the aroma was spreading from his nose to his lungs, as if something was about to pour out, and he felt completely comfortable.
"If we were in the United States, we wouldn't be able to eat decent Chinese food, so we would have to make a fool of ourselves." Zhang Mingtang shook his head while talking, while Jiang Luzhu at the other table curled his lips and whispered to Feng Qinghua: "They
It’s really unlucky to complain about this and that while eating good food.”
"Aren't all men in their family like this?" Feng Qinghua said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, their table was also served with the chef's dishes, which made Jiang Luzhu extremely happy and a feast to her mouth.
The more they behave like this, the more the old man over there can't eat anything. He thinks to himself: ***, I am the oldest and the oldest, why can't I eat the best!
Having said that, he didn't want to be shameless. The old man who was over a hundred years old stood up, holding a tiger-headed nine-section staff, and walked two steps. Zhang Yongxian wanted to follow, but he drove him back.
People at the table were eating when they saw the old man coming over, looking at Zhuge Xiaorong and saying, "Rongrong, give me a seat." "Huh? A man should sit in the main hall facing south, why don't you come here?"
Hall, why are you crowded with us?" Zhuge Xiaorong asked him seriously.
Zhang Degong, who was determined to be shameless, said sternly: "I saw that you were eating alone and there was no one to talk to. Come here to stay with you and talk." When he said this, the people at the table were all snickering and enjoying themselves.
It's all dark and cool.
Zhang Juncai also said seriously: "Second Master, come here, I will make a seat for you. Please come over."
This man was far away from Zhuge Xiaorong. Zhang Degong glanced at Zhuge Xiaorong. One was Zhang Sanxian and the other was Zhang Bi. Both his grandfather and grandson made him unhappy. He was very angry.
Said: "You two, get out of the way."
Zhang Sanxian was eating a golden needle spring roll and took a bite. It was crispy and crispy, but he said: "Oh, I'm old and my teeth are bad. This good thing looks good, but it's really hard to bite."
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Having said that, one bite after another, crunching, clicking, that sound, that movement, made Zhang Degong's saliva flow out. A man who is hundreds of years old, but he can't change the need to eat well and wear well.
Good nature, I just think this
The son was really hateful and wanted to beat him to death with a cane. Zhang Ben was holding a large bowl of steamed rice with lotus leaves and pork slices, and he was slicing the rice with grains of rice in the corners of his mouth. Xia Zhen, who was standing next to him, just felt that Zhang Ben was too lazy when he was eating.
The old man looked at Zhang Bi and said, "The physical condition and food appearance are too ugly."
Zhang Ben seemed to have roots in his butt, but he didn't move anyway. He looked up at Zhang Degong and said, "Old Master, you still come to visit us while we are eating. It's so polite." His mouth was filled with food, and he swallowed it with a bulging mouth.
He threw the beef tendon into his mouth and chewed it twice before saying, "I forgot to dip it in soy sauce." After that, he picked up another piece, dipped it in soy sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth in front of Zhang Degong.
Zhang Degong was furious, came over and teased Zhang Bi: "Get out of the way, I'll talk to your great-grandma."
Zhuge Xiaorong suppressed his smile and said, "What are you talking about while eating? It's very quiet here today and we can't make any noise."
Zhang Ben chuckled and stood up with the big bowl in hand. Hong Xiu quickly added a stool for him. Zhang Xiao rode them inside and sat down again. Zhang Ben nodded in thanks.
Hongxiu licked the bowl, chopsticks, soup spoon for Zhang Degong again. After the old man sat down, he felt refreshed and said to Hongxiu: "Hongxiu, come here, take the silky chicken and give me a drumstick."
This silky chicken, let alone being dismantled, will break when touched. However, although it falls apart, it is still connected by skin and flesh, and the feeling is really wonderful.
He picked up another piece of shredded taro with his chopsticks, threw it away, and started chewing it.
Zhuge Xiaorong couldn't help laughing: "Old man, don't you want to talk to me?"
Zhang Degong was very cheeky and said: "Don't talk when you are eating. You don't talk when you eat, and you don't talk when you sleep. Don't you know?"
Zhang Juncai secretly admired him and thought to himself: The second master's face is really the result of decades of quality. The third master grunted and said: "You can only sit down because of the sores on your buttocks." After that, he picked up a piece of Ze.
Steamed water chestnuts, chew them in your mouth, they are extremely crispy and crunchy.
Not to be outdone, Zhang Degong also held the horse's hoof between his chopsticks, threw it into his mouth, chewed it twice and said: "An unfilial son who doesn't know how to pay tribute is a rotten heart." Both father and son are rotten-skinned. They are the same kind of people from different eras.
Knife meat.
Everyone around looked at them and snickered secretly. Zhang Bi was holding the rice bowl and just digging around. When he saw Zhang Degong wanted to eat the silky chicken, he actually picked up the whole chicken with his chopsticks and then put it into his mouth with a slurping sound.
"Little thing, you can eat chicken without spitting out the bones!" Zhang Degong was furious and cursed with his eyes wide open.
Zhang Bi looked at him, then spit out the bone from his mouth, and said with a smile: "Put it in first and spit it out slowly."
The kid at the next table suddenly made a voice: "Mom, why did that old man come to grab a seat?" The voice could be heard clearly in the back room, whether it was loud or small.
The old man had a dark face. In the past, he would have slammed his chopsticks in anger, but now, he endured it and moved his chopsticks towards the chestnut braised eel segments.**! The second master
This face... I'm impressed!
Zhang Yisheng secretly marveled in his heart, after so many decades, this second master is still so top-notch, and he doesn't take advantage of the bastard...
"Oh, I know this, fried chrysanthemum slices with Yuzhu." Zhang Degong said and stretched out his chopsticks with a smile. Zhuge Xiaorong couldn't help laughing, and asked him again: "Didn't you say that you can't talk when you eat or sleep?
"This is called face-grabbing, do you understand?" Zhang Degong said plausibly. Just as he picked up a chopstick, a spoon stretched out over there and pulled out most of it, as did Zhang Laosan.
Zhang Sanxian stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth, and it was so delicious.
Zhang Degong raised his eyes and wished he could smash the bowl over him.
The food on the table today was truly amazing.
Zhuge Xiaorong had never been so happy. She wiped away the tears from her laughter and said, "Hey, didn't this table of food just for me? You eat a lot yourself, little tiger."
Zhang Bi opened another crispy duck. He had a big belly and a good mouth. The food he ate was shocking. How could he fit so much in his belly?
Zhang Sanxian looked at him approvingly and thought to himself: My good grandson, I just can't let that old guy be proud.
"Casserole stewed donkey meat!" When he saw the artificial dish, he announced the name of the dish when it was served.
Zhang Degong has been fond of eating donkey meat since he was a child. When the Japanese in Tianjin Wei used to have dojos everywhere, he would go to the gymnasium and eat a donkey meat casserole afterward. It was very satisfying.
"It tastes good." Zhang Degong squinted his eyes and recalled the events of that year happily. He said that just for the sake of burning the meat of two donkeys, he fell in love with his sixth wife, the sixth concubine from Tianjin. The most heroic thing
Back then.
The old workers all know that the second master is very thick-skinned. When he tells the name of the dish, they know that he likes it. Who can be so reserved? They stare at others eating and feel uncomfortable with themselves.
So Zhang Juncai and a group of old workers all used chopsticks to hold one chopstick and another to chopsticks. The sound of snoring filled the whole hall. The taste was so damn good. If you were so stupid, you would eat this every day.
, it will really shorten your life span.
Zhang Yisheng also sighed in his heart, who doesn’t want to enjoy this day? No wonder some people used to be unable to control themselves. Once they were tempted, they would never look back. Let’s not talk about anything else, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, smoking, these five poisons
, no wonder he eats in front. It’s really not a joke to sit back and eat in the mountains. "Do you still have any rules?" Zhang Degong shouted angrily.
"Old man, this is a new society. We only care about our own belly. We don't care about the population of others." Zhang Juncai laughed, picked up the donkey meat, and threw it into his mouth. It was hot at first, and it made him laugh.
He inhaled for a moment, and then exhaled happily, "Oh...the air is filled with aroma, and the taste is so refreshing. Another vegetarian dish is here, braised tofu with fungus and vegetables.
In fact, the table was already full of food, but in the end, it was too late for a group of gentlemen to sweep away the leaves. The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves and the wind swept the remaining clouds, but it was not so neat. "You are fucking on top of me, aren't you?" Zhang Degong roared angrily.
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You know why, the first bowl of black sesame stewed pig's trotters was shared by Zhang Sanxian alone among several old brothers, and the vegetarian stir-fry and agaric mushroom braised tofu were served by Zhang Sanxian alone in a small bowl.
The spoons and plates were placed there empty, with not even a few dregs in sight. How could this not make Zhang Degong furious? "I'm just going up against you, what can you do!" Zhang Sanxian suddenly widened his eyes and roared.