Zhou Lang finally agreed, mainly because if he didn’t buy it, Man Bao wouldn’t leave.
After strapping the iron pot on his back, Zhou Lang was still worried, "If dad asks, will you say you had to buy it?"
"Fourth brother, I have offended dad a lot recently, how about you take the blame this time?"
Zhou Lang was depressed, "Dad will beat me."
"Dad will beat me too."
"That won't happen."
"I feel like it will."
Neither brother nor sister could convince the other, but when they drove the bullock cart home, Lao Zhoutou was not at home!
Zhou Lang carried the iron pot into the kitchen like a thief, deciding to hide it for a while until his sister-in-law cooked delicious dishes in the iron pot for dinner.
Zhou Erlang looked at it and shook his head, smiled, and asked the children to unload everything from the ox cart.
Manbao has already gone to find his mother and sisters-in-law with the baggage of jewelry.
The women in the family were all gathered in the main room. Five and six were holding each other in their arms, sitting and playing with each other. The two of them were chattering without knowing what they were talking about.
Qian was pulling the twine, and Zhou Xi helped her.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, they had to pay taxes. They had enough linen to hand in, but they didn't have much for their own use. They happened to have extra hemp this year. They had nothing to do anyway, so they sorted out the linen.
, we can spin it back into cloth, and the family can buy new clothes for the children next year.
When Manbao took out boxes one by one for them, everyone including Qian smiled slightly, knowing that the child had gone into town to buy gifts.
They were still thinking about what it was, but when they opened it, everyone was shocked.
Feng and the others didn't expect Manbao to be so generous and buy them silver bracelets. They subconsciously turned to look at their mother-in-law and saw that there were yellow and orange things in her box, which were different from theirs at first glance.
Feng and the others opened their mouths wide, then turned to look at Xiao Qian, and saw that she also had a gold bracelet in the box.
The sisters-in-law couldn't help but go to see Zhou Xi. They found that Zhou Xi's box contained the same silver bracelet as theirs. Feng and He were convinced. Their first thought was that their father-in-law would not take away their bracelets when he came back.
Was it confiscated?
Feng swallowed her saliva and asked Manbao in a low voice: "Manbao, have you bought anything for dad?"
Man Bao thought of the big piece of meat that he had already brought into the kitchen, and nodded affirmatively, "I bought it."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and even Mr. Qian closed the box with a smile, and asked with a smile, "What did you buy for your father?"
"I bought meat, a lot of meat. Sister-in-law, why don't you make braised pork for dinner? Dad must like it very much."
Mr. Qian fell silent, and so did his daughters-in-law.
Man Bao scratched his face, "What's wrong?"
Qian sighed worriedly, stretched out his hand to touch Man Bao's little head, and asked, "Did you buy it for your brothers?"
Man Bao said worriedly: "Should I still buy it for my brothers? It will cost a lot of money. Why don't I buy it for my brothers next time when I make a lot of money."
Qian nodded her forehead and said, "Now you are just like your father."
Qian thought for a while and said to Xiao Qian: "Go to the kitchen and see how to cook the braised pork?"
Man Bao raised his little hand and said enthusiastically: "I know, I know, I even took notes."
Man Bao ran back to the room to find a small book. She wrote down many of the delicious dishes she had eaten at Bai's house. Sometimes she would go to the kitchen to ask the cook how to make them.
The cook didn't have any secrets, she just told her when asked.
Because as a cook who has been cooking for a long time and has had many apprentices, she knows that cooking skills are not learned just by hearing them. Sometimes, the taste of the dishes produced is still different after being taught step by step.
Xiao Qian had never used an iron pot before, but she was indeed good at cooking by nature. Man Bao just made some gestures, and then she put the iron pot on the stove and burned it until it burned red. Even Mrs. Feng looked on with fear.
, but her expression remained unchanged as she used two wooden sticks as chopsticks to cook the fat meat bought by Man Bao.
While practicing, I felt distressed, "This is meat and oil, Manbao, does the book really say this is how to make a pot?"
"That's right, that's right, if you practice for a while, the cooking will not stick to the pan in the future. This is what the book says."
Xiao Qian slid the piece of meat that was getting darker and darker with distress. What she didn't expect was that after refining this piece, Man Bao opened another lotus leaf, and a piece of fat meat came out from inside.
give her.
Xiao Qian:......
Man Bao said: "Sister-in-law, this is called sharpening the knife and chopping firewood without missing a beat."
Mrs. Feng was also very distressed and asked: "Manbao, how should I deal with this fat?"
"For the chicken?"
Ms. Feng couldn't help but envy the chicken at home, but after looking at the dark meat, she didn't dare to tell anyone to eat it.
Even though it was a cooking pot, the smell of meat still wafted out of the house, and it was still stronger than before.
Not to mention everyone in the old Zhou family, even the neighbors who were a certain distance away from the Zhou family all smelled it.
I couldn't help but sniff, and followed the smell out of the house. It seemed that the smell of meat was coming from Lao Zhou's house.
The neighbors couldn't help but sigh, "How much meat has to be cooked? Is Uncle Jin going to have a hard time?"
"What kind of meat is this? I have never smelled such fragrant meat before."
Lao Zhou happened to be wandering over with his hands behind his back, not knowing where he was coming from.
The neighbors immediately stopped him and asked: "Uncle Jin, what happy event is happening in your family? Why do you cook so much meat?"
"More than that," someone happened to be passing by, so he stopped and said, "I just saw your Erlang pulling an ox cart back under the big banyan tree. Hey, I don't know what good things I bought. Ah Jin
Ah, your family has made a fortune?"
Lao Zhoutou also smelled the aroma of meat in the air, stared and asked, "Is it from my family?"
Several people nodded together, "The smell comes from your house. If it's not your house, could it be Zhou Dayuan's house? That stingy girl in his family is willing to spend money to buy meat?"
But at this point, everyone looked at Old Zhoutou suspiciously, "Uncle Jin, are you willing to buy so much meat?"
"I suddenly remembered that Man Bao was still sitting on the bullock cart. Wasn't Man Bao the one who bought this thing?"
Lao Zhoutou had already hurried back with his pipe in his hand. The neighbors looked at his back and started talking, "Isn't it because I couldn't bear to eat Baomo on Tuesday, so I spent money to buy big meat?"
"Those brothers from the old Zhou family indulged Man Bao too much. Ah Jin will probably be heartbroken to death."
In fact, Lao Zhoutou doesn't feel sad at all. As long as the money in his daughter's hand is used to buy food, he doesn't feel any pain at all. This is the right way after all, isn't it?
He would be heartbroken if he spent it on other things, such as buying some toys or other random things.
So he happily ran home to see what delicious things Manbao had bought. The smell was so fragrant. As soon as he smelled it, he knew it was made by the boss.