"Don't marry, don't marry!" Zheng Gouzi shook his head like a rattle. He didn't want to marry a wife. Isn't it good to live on his own? Apart from eating, he was a bit poor, but he was free!
He has enough to eat alone and the whole family is not hungry. He can do whatever he wants and go home when he wants.
If there is no one to take care of him, he will not find someone to spend his money with, but he still has to take care of himself.
He quickly changed the topic. This topic could not be discussed any longer. Otherwise, if Zhang Yu told his sister-in-law one day, the enthusiasm of the aunt in the yard to introduce him to a partner might come back to him.
Thinking of the scene in the past two years when the aunt in the courtyard took him with him every day to introduce him to a partner, he shuddered uncontrollably.
"Xiaoyu, who made these pickles? They taste very good." Zheng Gouzi praised.
"I did it."
"You still have this skill." Zheng Gouzi was a little doubtful, why are they obviously the same person, they can cook well and make such delicious pickles, but he can't even cook a normal meal.
When he comes out, he doesn’t lack anything compared to others!
Well, he also admitted that the so-called porridge he made was really not for human consumption.
"Of course, I will make a lot more. I also pickled the salted duck eggs you eat." Ever since he signed in from the system and got a book on pickling, he became interested in pickling things.
The prologue of that book was written, and the people who wrote it were five top chefs in later generations.
In order to write this book, they personally looked at all the pickles from ancient times to the present, from south to north, and then started experiments again and again.
After using it for more than 20 years, I finally selected 300 pickling methods, improved them to suit more people's tastes, and then wrote down the detailed steps in a book.
In fact, this book is what they plan to use to educate future generations, and they don’t know where the system came from?
When he first got this book, he was particularly interested in it, so he marinated thirty or forty tanks of various sizes in the space, and half of the tanks were the kind that held water in this era.
Big vat.
After marinating, when they taste the best, put them in the static space on the lower floor, and take them out when you want to eat them.
That's not all, he also pickled a lot of things outside the secret space. Those things were pickled in front of everyone, and they were also used as a cover for the things he would pickle in the future.
After listening to Zhang Yu's words, Zheng Gouzi's eyes lit up.
"Brother Xiaoyu, what do you think of our relationship?"
"If you have something to say, just say it."
"Hey, can you take some time to make some pickles for me? Hey, I don't care about the type, as long as they are edible."
Anyway, I have eaten at Zhang Yu’s house so many times, and I have learned about Xiao Yu’s cooking skills. Besides, even if the cooking is not delicious, it is still better than his cooking, right?
Looking at Zheng Gouzi's expression, Zhang Yu couldn't bear to look at it. A big man showed such a flattering expression.
"Forget it, you don't need to prepare anything. The ones I pickled some time ago are ready to eat. You can go to my place and bring some back."
"Isn't that good?" Zheng Gouzi was obviously very happy, but still pretended to be a little embarrassed.
"Why are you being polite to me? I made a lot of pickles a while ago, which is enough to eat."
"Since you said so, I won't be polite." Zheng Gouzi was waiting for his words. After hearing these words, he immediately nodded in agreement.
He didn't care about eating anymore, so he followed Zhang Yu to the backyard, and then looked at the large and small jars that Zhang Yu had placed in the kitchen.
He said in surprise: "Did you do all this?"
"Of course, try it. Which flavor do you like?"
Zhang Yu opened the lid first, then took out a little from each jar and gave it to him to taste.
"I like them all."
In the end, Zheng Gouzi walked away happily holding a small vat of spicy dried radish and a large bowl of pickled chili peppers.
When leaving, Zhang Yu said to come back after eating.
"I know, I will definitely come over after eating." Zheng Gouzi was never polite about this. At worst, he would collect more raw materials for Zhang Yu.
After walking with these things for a while, Zheng Gouzi came over with another box.
"Xiaoyu, do you think I came to give you something?"
"What?"
"I forgot to give you this thing just now." Zheng Gouzi said and handed the small box in his hand to Zhang Yu.
"What is this?" Looking at the locked small box, Zhang Yu turned over and studied it, and finally shook it vigorously, trying to hear what kind of sound the contents inside would make.
"Don't shake it. Don't shake the things inside." Seeing Zhang Yu's actions, Zheng Gouzi quickly stopped him.
Then he stopped pretending to Zhang Yu, took out a small key, and opened the box.
The next thing that caught Zhang Yu's eyes was a box of jade objects of various sizes and some small goldfish.
"This is the payment for this time. According to your ideas, I have replaced them with these things for you. I wonder if you like them?"
"I like it, Brother Zheng, I like these things very much." Zhang Yu didn't look at the little goldfish, but couldn't put it down and touched the jade articles, and sighed at the advantages of these jade articles from time to time.
"I knew you liked it. When I made the move, I specifically looked for homes with these things in their homes."
Zhang Yu looked at it for a long time before reluctant to let it go, "Brother Zheng, I'm sorry to trouble you this time."
"No trouble, no trouble. I should be the one to say thank you. This batch of things you made has solved a big trouble for me and made me a lot of money."
For Zheng Gouzi, this batch of things came at the right time. Although he had some respect outside, it was only one-third of an acre nearby. But with this batch of things, he not only made friends with a certain
He is a big shot in the black market, and most importantly, his brothers are more convinced of him.
The two chatted for a while, and then Zheng Gouzi started talking about Jia Dongxu.
"Xiaoyu, how much do you know about Jia Dongxu?" After these two days of investigation, Tao Wei, Zheng Gouzi and the others did not find anything out of the ordinary about Jia Dongxu.
When I took revenge on Jia Dongxu last year, I could easily catch him.
I don’t know if it’s because of what happened last year that he’s more careful now, or if he doesn’t do those things anymore.
So he wanted to ask Zhang Yu to see if he could find a breakthrough from other aspects.
"I basically don't have much interaction with him. At most I would say hello when I meet him outside." Zhang Yu searched through his memory again, trying to clearly recall every meeting and every exchange with him.
