After entering the house, Zhang Youliang started to take Zhang Chi and Lu Guangming to wash and choose vegetables. Gu Ying took out the noodles and made them alone.
"Isn't this enough?"
Zhang Chi took a look at the stuffing prepared by his uncle. He saw that there was only a small bowl of stuffing. This stuff was probably only enough for Li Qiao's family to eat. Since he was making it, he should make more.
Of course, you can also take some back for yourself when you don't want to cook, or give it to Cannon.
Cannon was reluctant to enjoy Chinese food with Zhang Chi, but he would not refuse dumplings, especially authentic Chinese dumplings.
This guy's stomach is also weird. He can't get used to Chinese food, but he digests dumplings very quickly.
Zhang Youliang patted the dumpling stuffing with his hand, and removed the stuffing mud from the sanitary gloves he was wearing. In Zhang Youliang's opinion, these were all money. He had to take the photo and couldn't see the sanitary gloves.
Only then was Dong willing to take off his gloves and throw them back into the trash can.
"This is filling stuffing. If we make all the stuffing now, we won't be able to rush it."
Lu Guangming laughed at this time and said: "Most of the stuffings are in the freezer. There are four or five kinds of stuffings. The boss and his wife have put in a lot of effort."
Zhang Chi curiously walked into the kitchen, opened the door of the freezer and took a look, and found that there were three or four impermeable steel basins inside, sealed with plastic wrap. When he looked out, he saw that they were really filled with dumpling fillings.
Commonly eaten leek fillings, celery fillings, cabbage fillings, and shepherd’s purse fillings are all available. In addition, there are vegetarian dumplings, which are mixed fillings. They may contain melon seeds, vermicelli, or mushrooms.
son and the like.
Seeing the mushrooms, Zhang Chi closed the door of the freezer, returned to the house and said to his uncle: "Uncle, in two days I will go to the mountain to pick some mushrooms and let you try to see what dumplings made with wild mushrooms taste like.
, I thought it was quite delicious when I ate it, but I just didn’t know if it would be suitable for dumplings.”
"What's wrong with this? Can't we just wrap it up? Everything is wrapped in dumpling wrappers. As long as the taste is right, it will be delicious!" Zhang Youliang said with a smile.
Zhang Chi laughed.
At this time, the aunt came out of the house, carrying a large bowl of noodles. Zhang Chi and Lu Guangming looked at it and stood up immediately.
"Brother, you sit down and I'll do it."
Lu Guangming rushed to take the basin and placed it on the adjacent table.
There’s not much to say next. Now that you have noodles and fillings, let’s make dumplings.
Zhang Chi naturally also joined in.
When we all made dumplings together, we soon found out who was faster and who was slower. Zhang Youliang and his aunt Gu Ying were faster. Zhang Chi didn't find it strange, but Lu Guangming was also very fast, several times faster than himself.
I saw Lu Guangming holding the dumpling wrapper, scooping out a little stuffing into the wrapper with his hand, and when the spoon went down, it was not too much, not too little, just enough for one dumpling, and then he was holding the stacked dumplings in his hand.
Just pinch the skin like this and a dumpling will be ready.
"Xiao Lu, your dumplings won't leak, will they?" Zhang Chi was a little doubtful. He always pleats his own dumplings, unlike Lu Guangming who doesn't pleat them at all.
Lu Guangming smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry, it won't leak. I used to work at a dumpling stall, and I haven't seen a few leaks in the dumplings I made for more than half a year."
"The streets here in the United States?" Zhang Chi asked.
Lu Guangming immediately shuddered after eating: "Oh, how dare you? I've been hanging out in Los Angeles since I came here. How dare you go out at night? Those old black guys with dicks, Ah Ren and the like will rush at you if you don't like it."
If you take a shot, you will be dead. There is usually no death penalty anyway. These people are very brave. If it is a safe community, who will let you push a dumpling stall in? I am talking about domestic stalls.
When I was working in China, my job was to make dumplings."
The two of them were talking about the dumpling stall when the door of the room opened. Li Qiao poked his head in and looked inside. When he saw everyone making dumplings, he immediately said with a smile: "I really made it."
"Why are you here at this time?" Zhang Chi saw Li Qiao, looked at the clock on the wall, and found that it wasn't time for him to get off work yet, so why are you here?
Li Qiao looked at Zhang Chi with a strange look on his face: "Why are you here?"
Zhang Chi smiled and said: "How fresh it is. This is my uncle and uncle's family, why can't I come?"
"No, I mean, didn't your horse win the race? Why are you here now? Isn't it time for a treat to celebrate?" Li Qiao asked.
Zhang Chi said: "Did you also watch the game?"
Li Qiao said: "It's not like there are customers in the company all the time. Doing business here is nothing like back home. My colleague was watching the horse racing and happened to see a stupid tree. I pointed it out to my colleague and said this is yours.
Horse, who would have thought that it would be so exciting to run...".
"By the way, there's no celebration party or anything?" Li Qiao asked again.
A black line appeared on Zhang Chi's forehead: "Brother, Silly Damu just ran a junior competition. Is there any celebration banquet going to be held?"
After hearing this, Li Qiao pretended to be satisfied and patted his thigh: "Let me tell you, why didn't you invite me to a celebration party? Based on our friendship, if you don't invite me, I will break up our friendship with you."
"Why are you celebrating? You just won thousands of dollars," Zhang Chi said.
Zhang Youliang frowned when he heard his nephew say he had won thousands of dollars.
Zhang Chi caught the expression on the uncle's face and asked with concern: "Uncle, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Zhang Youliang thought for a moment and organized the words in his mind: "Xiao Chi, uncle has something to say to you."
Seeing how formal his uncle was, Zhang Chi put down the dumplings in his hands, straightened his body and said, "Uncle, please tell me."
"Gambling for money is not a good thing. In my life, whether from China or the United States, I have seen more than one or two people who gambled to death. Gambling usually gives you a little sweetness at the beginning, which is to hook people and bite them.
Once you bite into it and you become addicted, you won't be able to get rid of it anymore..." Zhang Youliang said formally.
Not to mention that Zhang Chi was confused, Li Qiao was also confused, because Li Qiao knew that Zhang Chi never gambled.
"Why are you suddenly telling your child this?" Gu Ying looked at her husband and complained.
Zhang Youliang said: "In society, there are more and more bad people. We have to vaccinate our children against certain things. We cannot have the intention to harm others, but we must always be on guard against others. This horse racing is really nothing
Good thing...".
Hearing what his uncle said, Zhang Chi immediately understood and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are really wrong. I bought two horses to go to the competition and did not buy horse lottery tickets."
Zhang Chi didn't buy horse racing because he couldn't make much money. Even if it was Sha Damu's game, he didn't expect that Sha Damu would come out of desperation. If he knew, then he would really buy it.
Damn it. After all, the payout is more than a dozen. If he put all his wealth into it, he would probably get a thousand acres of pasture by now.
Who would have thought of this? Let alone others, Zhang Chi himself had never thought that Silly Damu would suddenly do it!
But now, or in the future, even if he bets on Silly Wood to win, there is no profit. Everyone knows the horse, so the odds are quite impressive.
"Uncle, uncle, you are mistaken. Horse racing is different from gambling." Li Qiao said and told Zhang Youliang about the horse racing.
"Zhang Chi is sending horses to compete, instead of having horses, and then finding a group of horse owners to get together and bet on whose horse will win or something. The horse owners don't have the skills to bet among themselves. If they want to bet, they just buy
I haven’t heard of anyone making consistent profits from horse racing tickets, it’s just like the old lottery tickets.”
"Hmm?! Is this how horse racing works?" Zhang Youliang suddenly realized that he seemed to have gone astray.
Li Qiao smiled and said, "You have lived here for so long, but you don't know how horse racing is done?"
"I don't expect it to make money. I don't have anything to do with it," Zhang Youliang said with a smile.
"Then you can say that you have missed out on many magical horses. One horse is enough for an average person to live for a lifetime," Li Qiao said with a smile.
Zhang Youliang shook his head after hearing this and said: "I have never thought about this kind of thing. I should earn it more steadily and use it comfortably. When I first came here, a few of my friends also thought about this and that. Now, they, hey, don't mention it.
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Zhang Youliang doesn't get involved in anything. He also believes that a horse can't get fat without a night of grass, and a person can't be rich without a lot of money. But he also understands that wealth like a lot of money doesn't have much to do with him as an ordinary person. If
It's so easy to make money, so why is it his turn to be a person with a background who left his hometown and came to the United States to make a living? Americans are stupid themselves?
Some people just think that they are invincible, or that others are stupider than them, so they try to take this crooked path, and the last one ends up in a house, while the other ends up living on the street, and is still crowded in a house converted from a warehouse.
This kind of house is like a warehouse divided into dozens of rooms, each room is about twenty square meters, with walls on all sides but no roof.
Don't say you are doing something, if you move here, the neighbors will hear clearly.
How can you talk about privacy if you don’t have money? If you don’t want to live here, then your family will have to sleep in a bridge. Even if you want to sleep in a bridge, you will have to fight with other homeless people.
Zhang Youliang, a friend of his, had approached Zhang Youliang, but Zhang Youliang ignored him. It was not that Zhang Youliang was unloving, he knew that such a person was useless. Zhang Youliang was kind, but it did not mean that he was a Holy Mother, and he himself
He also has a family and a family to support, and he cannot tolerate his random kindness.
"Uncle, don't worry. I can't play gambling with other people, so I won't play it either," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
Zhang Youliang solved the little tangle in his heart and immediately became happy. It turned out that his nephew was not gambling, but going to race horses with others.
So I talked about horse racing with my nephew again.
This time Zhang Chi was confused again.
But now that the uncle asked, Zhang Chi patiently explained to him how the horse racing was played.
Zhang Youliang was very happy to hear this.
"Why don't you also buy a horse for fun?" Li Qiao said with a smile.
Zhang Youliang waved his hand: "Who has that spare money? Who knows what tomorrow will be like in this world, it is more cost-effective to save money."
There is a reason why Chinese people can save money. It is all to prevent sudden need for money in the future.
Sorry it's a bit late. I have something to do today and I didn't plan the time to take care of it.