Zhao Yun'er was cooking very quickly. After a while, the dishes came out of the pot very quickly.
After frying a dish, Zhao Yun'er asked Liang Jinqiao to bring it to the table and greeted several men to eat first.
It took a while for the men to drink, and then the remaining dishes were served one after another.
When Zhao Yun'er's pig meat was fried, people from the old Zhao family were also waiting for the meal.
Zhao Yun'er put a plate of pigs into the water and brought it over.
The old Zhao family moved the table out and prepared to sit and eat in the yard. Zheng Qian was invited to sit at the top of the table.
The lunch dishes were cooked by Huo Chunhua herself. Except for the third and fourth bedrooms, the first and second bedrooms were not very good at cooking. If the meat was cooked for them, it would be a waste of ingredients.
Now that the third bedroom has been divided, the daughter-in-law of the fourth bedroom has gone up the mountain to help cook, so she can only do it herself.
The meat is stewed in white, so there is no need to put oil in it. Otherwise, oil would have to be added when braised in brown sauce, which Huo Chunhua couldn't bear to part with.
In addition to the meat, Huo Chunhua fried a few side dishes. This time it was rare to add more oil and water, but the frying was very dark, which made people lose their appetite at all.
The dishes were placed on the table. After Zheng Qian took a look at them, he didn't want to eat them.
Li Cuiying diligently placed the dishes and chopsticks and greeted Zheng Qian to eat.
"Master Zheng, come on, you are hungry, eat quickly, eat quickly!"
Zheng Qian took another look at the bowls and chopsticks. They were very old. There were even some mildew on the chopsticks, giving them a dirty feel.
Zheng Qian had no appetite and didn't want to touch the dishes or chopsticks.
When Liu Cuiying saw that Zheng Qian had no intention of eating, her heart tightened and she asked, "Mr. Zheng, is it that our food is too shabby and that the young man doesn't like eating it?"
Before Zheng Qian could say anything, the attendant who came with him couldn't help but complained, "The food you made is dirty. It's strange that our young master has an appetite to eat it. Even I don't want to eat it!"
After the attendant finished speaking, the faces of the old Zhao family members changed slightly, feeling very embarrassed.
These dishes don't look good, but with a lot of oil and water added, they are much better than usual.
"This this·······"
Li Cuiying didn't know what to say for a moment.
After all, he never thought that what Zheng Qian disliked was the dirty food.
What should I do? The dishes have been burned. There is no way to cook them again...
Zheng Qian said calmly, "It's okay, Auntie, I'm not hungry, you can just eat."
Li Cuiying understood that Zheng Qian said he was fine, but now he was unwilling to eat, because what he was being served was not to his liking.
While Li Cuiying was worrying about what to do, Zhao Yun'er's pig drain was ready. She filled a bowl, brought it over, and placed it on the table of Lao Zhao's house.
Zhao Yun'er's pleasant voice rang out, "Second Aunt, come here, give it!"
The pig water was brought over, and a fragrant smell penetrated everyone's noses.
Smelling this smell makes people unable to help but salivate. The taste is also very good.
Zheng Qian had never seen such a thing before, and looked into the bowl curiously.
It also looks very good and makes people very appetizing.
His eyes then fell towards Zhao Yun'er.
I found that this girl was very pretty, not a great beauty, but she made people feel very comfortable looking at her. Especially a pair of dark girls, they are very smart, as if they can talk.
Zheng Qian was instantly attracted to Zhao Yuner like this.