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Chapter 607 New Year's Eve

It stands to reason that today's pressure cookers are difficult to explode unless they are operated brutally.

The cause of the explosion was that too much beef brisket was pressed, and the minced meat blocked the air pressure hole, causing the pressure relief valve to be opened and the pot lid to fly off.

Fortunately no one was hurt.

The head chef's face immediately turned ugly, and he showed signs of going crazy, but Lao Tan was there to hold him back.

Old Tan patted his shoulder to signal not to get angry, then walked over and asked if anyone was hurt, and asked his younger brother to clean up the clay pot and remove the scrapped pressure cooker lid.

"Be careful in the future. Don't press too much at once. Do it in two pots. Our landlords have such a big business that they don't need a little fire money."

Everyone was amused and the tense atmosphere relaxed.

Lao Tan continued: "When does safety come first? Just now, I relied on the fact that there was no one in front of me, and if there were people, I wouldn't get hurt? The Chinese New Year is tomorrow, and no one wants to spend it with a shameful face.

Remember, when using a pressure cooker, the pressure cannot exceed two-thirds of the pot body. This is a standard and must be followed. Do you remember?"

"Remember-"

"Just remember it." Lao Tan glanced at the half-pot of beef brisket left in the pressure cooker and said, "It's a bit too much. It would be a pity to throw it away. Let's eat it tonight."

When Lao Tan came out of the store, the street was already brightly lit. Shops along the street were all pasted with Spring Festival couplets. The shops that were still open, like the residential buildings on both sides of the road, were hung with red lanterns. The warm lights enhanced the joyful and peaceful New Year atmosphere.

Son.

"Uncle, buy a lantern."

A pleasant child's voice stopped Old Tan. Old Tan turned around and saw a teenage boy standing in front of him, holding a dozen small plastic red lanterns in his hand, his two cheeks as red as the lanterns from the cold.

Lao Tan leaned over and asked: "Young man, how do you sell lanterns?"

"Five yuan each, do you want to buy it?"

"Well, buy it." Lao Tan then asked: "Can you tell uncle why you sell lanterns alone?"

"I'm not alone."

The little boy pointed to the street not far away. Lao Tan followed and looked. There stood a woman pushing a little donkey riding upside down. There were many lanterns hanging on the donkey.

"My mother was buying it there, and I was walking back and forth to sell it. My mother said she would go home when the goods were sold out. My feet were frozen."

Lao Tan's nose felt sore for no reason, and he subconsciously looked at the child's feet. The child was wearing a pair of new cotton shoes, and the uppers were stained with dust.

Lao Tan asked: "Where is dad?"

"Dad went to fix someone's heater. It's probably time to come back now - Uncle, let's buy one."

Lao Tan straightened up and took a look at the child's mother. Pedestrians passed by there, but no one bought lanterns or even stopped.

"Go and ask your mother to come over. I'll take care of all the lanterns."

The little boy was stunned for a moment and asked in disbelief: "Really?"

"Really, go quickly, uncle is waiting here."

Lao Tan spent 300 yuan to buy all the lanterns for the couple. He called the store manager to take the lanterns back to the store. The store manager asked why he bought these lanterns. Lao Tan said that he would give one to each table of diners.

auspicious.

The little boy happily jumped on the donkey and rode backwards. The mother said thank you and pushed her son away. Not long after, the store manager chased after him and gave the mother and son five boxes of quick-frozen dumplings.

When the store manager came back, two warm balls fell from his eyes. He looked at the back of Old Tan who had walked away and bowed.

On New Year's Eve, it was snowing as Lao Tan said, and snowflakes were flying all over the provincial capital, bringing good luck and blessings.

In the morning, Sister Jin led the waiter named Mingyue she mentioned to Old Tan's house. When Old Tan saw Mingyue for the first time, he was startled and thought it was Zhang Li - they looked so similar that he said they were Zhang Li.

Some people believe in Zhang Li’s daughter.

Lao Tan cooked a table of dishes for noon, and when he was about to eat, Zhang Li and Lao Huang came.

Jin Zi called Zhang Li and told her about Sister Jin's visit to Lao Tan's house for the Chinese New Year. As soon as the two of them got together, they came with food.

When Zhang Li entered the room, she couldn't help but say something about Lao Tan, but Lao Tan didn't refute, he just laughed.

"You said that you are just at home alone. Why are you lying? Are you afraid that we will come? Why, Sister Jin can do it but we can't do it? It's really you.

Okay, for the sake of cooking a table of dishes, I won’t talk about you anymore. Hurry up, pour the wine, get the bowl and the kuaizi, and I’ll get it myself.”

The little girl Mingyue was sensible. Before Lao Tan could move, she quickly brought the bowls and kuaizi, arranged them, and poured the wine.

"Do you think this girl is sensible? Hey, Sister Jin, is this your girl?" Zhang Li asked.

"No, the waiter at my store didn't go home during the Chinese New Year, so I brought it to him," said Sister Jin.

Zhang Li looked up and down at Mingyue with some surprise. Upon seeing this, Lao Tan asked: "Does it look like you?"

"Like, like when I was young, what was my name?"

"Mingyue." Sister Jin then said to Mingyue: "This is your aunt Zhang, and this is my uncle."

"Hello Aunt Zhang! Hello Uncle!" Mingyue bowed and said hello.

"good!"

"good!"

"how old are you?"

"twenty."

"The more you look at him, the more he looks like me. He's so handsome!" Zhang Li praised, and then said, "Come, sit next to me."

Mingyue obediently sat down next to Zhang Li. Sister Jin sat down next to Mingyue. Next to her was Lao Tan, and next to Lao Tan was Lao Huang.

Lao Tan first raised his glass and spoke: "Thank you for coming to my house to celebrate the New Year. I wish you all good health and all the best in the new year!"

Five cups met together in the middle of the table to wish a happy new year.

When Sister Jin came, she brought spicy cabbage, beef with soy sauce, and the dog meat that Lao Tan loved to eat. Zhang Li loved spicy cabbage, so she put the spicy cabbage plate in front of her.

Lao Tan gave each person a piece of pickled pig's trotters and chicken feet, and said, "It's Chinese New Year, so let's go forward and scratch them."

"You can scratch it forward by eating pig's trotters and chicken claws? Wouldn't it be crazy if you did that?" Zhang Li said while putting the pig's trotters into her mouth.

"Hey, isn't this the Chinese New Year? It's a special thing." Lao Huang said.

Mingyue took the wine jug and poured wine for everyone.

"You don't have to pour it." Zhang Li stopped Mingyue and said to Lao Tan, "Don't say you only have a wine pot at home."

Lao Tan had no choice but to get up and bring four more.

Zhang Li directed Mingyue to fill each wine pot with wine, and then said: "One pot per person, pour your own, and then pour again when the wine is gone."

Lao Tan joked: "One person has three pots."

"Tch, who are you trying to scare? If you can drink, everyone can drink. At worst, you won't be able to leave after drinking," Zhang Li said.

"I can't drink three pots, aunt——" Mingyue whispered, looking at Sister Jin for help.

"They are having fun," said Sister Jin.

"Look, the child is scared." Zhang Li said and took Mingyue's hand, "Drink as much as you can, no one is forcing you. Today is the New Year, have fun."

Mingyue smiled sheepishly and lowered her head.

Zhang Li liked it, hit Lao Huang with her elbow, and asked, "Does he look like me?"

"It looks like you two are chasing your mother-in-law." Lao Huang said.

Zhang Li liked it even more and asked Mingyue: "If you don't go home for the New Year, will you miss your parents?"

"No, I miss my father and my milk." Mingyue lowered her head and said.

Zhang Li was stunned and looked at Sister Jin with questioning eyes.

Sister Jin then told Mingyue's situation. Zhang Li felt a little distressed after hearing this. She moved her chair closer to Mingyue, put her arms around the child's shoulders, and said, "It's okay. I got to know my aunt this time. If anything happens in the future, I'll ask my aunt."

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