Fried eggs with ketchup, fish fillets with ketchup, moss and peanuts, diced chicken with fried chicken, shredded potatoes with vinegar…
When Zhang Shou saw the dishes on the table, his first reaction was... Old Salted Fish must be the school cook who traveled through time! Otherwise, how could this old man make so many dishes that look like they belonged to a school cafeteria? Of course, he was complaining in his heart, but his face was filled with just the right amount of surprise, as if he was seeing these dishes for the first time.
Little Peanut took a deep breath, then leaned forward and whispered to Liu, "Sixth Brother, my uncle is really generous this time. When I visited him before, he would make me scrambled eggs with tomato sauce, which was the best he could do. I've only eaten peanuts a few times... But this is the first time I've seen Kung Pao Chicken. What is this red thing?"
Children, that is called chili pepper... a condiment that countless people in later generations depend on for their survival...
If Zhang Shou could speak at this time, he would definitely speak earnestly and put on an attitude like a white-bearded grandfather, and explain to Xiao Huasheng the history of peppers occupying half of the foodie empire. However, at this time, after Lao Xianyu smiled and made a gesture of invitation, he immediately used the spoon without thinking and scooped a spoonful of Kung Pao Chicken.
When a peanut entered his mouth and he chewed it carefully, the familiar crispy feeling spread throughout his mouth, and the grains were distinct. Zhang Shou actually felt an incomparable emotion - he didn't know how to cherish it when he saw it so often before, and now it has been four years since he lost it. He used to love all kinds of nuts the most, but he couldn't help feeling that life relying only on walnuts and almonds was too monotonous.
What's more, almonds these days... are mainly used to make almond milk and various snacks, there are no American walnuts!
The sauce on the peanuts was not very good, and the spicy taste was not very prominent. When he ate a piece of diced chicken, he lowered his rating of Lao Xianyu's cooking skills again. The diced chicken was not fresh enough, and the tenderness was not enough... It was completely the level of an ordinary university cook's ordinary big pot meal. You know, the level of many stir-fries in the school is quite high!
Zhang Shou was picky, but Ah Liu was always content as long as he was full, and Xiao Huasheng had never eaten much delicious food since he was a child. The two of them ate a lot and quickly, but they cherished every grain of food. Therefore, while Zhang Shou, who chewed slowly, was still patiently tasting each dish, the two of them had already finished more than half of the dishes on several plates.
Lao Xianyu's original suspicion of Zhang Shou was mostly put aside after he noticed Zhang Shou's eating posture.
Such a careful and slow taste, except for the noble children who have been pampered since childhood and are used to eating good food, how can ordinary people eat like this? Therefore, what Dr. Zhang said before about being poor should only be relative... If the person is really poor, why would the Duke of Zhao marry his daughter to him
Sure enough, when the cups and plates were in a mess, he only saw Peanut touching his belly and shouting with satisfaction, and the one with a happy face and obviously appreciating his cooking skills was Ah Liu. As for Zhang Shou, who had previously claimed to be a gourmet and wanted to appreciate his cooking, he only tasted a little and ate a little of each dish, but definitely not to the point of being full, and he only took two small spoonfuls of rice.