She learned this method from a Shandong cuisine master in a previous restaurant. There are two key points: adjusting the soup and the heat.
Sun and Bao Suyun whispered there for a few words, and both sisters seemed to have confidence.
Mrs. Liu was even more excited and wanted to go to the pasture to buy meat from Mrs. Da Sun and others.
However, just when everyone thought it was not difficult, or even a piece of cake, Old Yang coughed twice.
His cough was somewhat meaningful, and everyone couldn't help but look at him.
Then I remembered that the old man and the old lady had not dealt with each other for a long time, and they would pinch each other when they were together.
Just now, everyone was discussing how to make a bunch of meat to please the old lady. If this matter fell into the eyes of the old man, he might become jealous.
"Dad, is there anything you want to eat? Let's talk about it together, and we'll cook it together with the meat."
Yang Huazhong was in a really good mood today, and he drank a few more glasses of wine, so he respectfully asked Old Yang. Old Yangtou's face was a little gloomy, and when he looked at Yang Huazhong, his gray brows were wrinkled.
This made the smile on Yang Huazhong's face stagnate slightly, and the vigilance of being scolded suddenly surged up.
However, just as Tan surprised Sun and Bao Suyun today, the change in Old Yangtou's words also caught Brother Yang Huazhong a little off guard!
"Third brother, you guys... take some time and quickly prepare your mother's funeral arrangements!"
"What?"
"ah?"
Several chopsticks fell to the ground, and several spoons hit the mouth of the bowl.
Several people bit their tongues, and several were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Dad, what are you talking about? My mother is doing well and her appetite has increased. Why are you saying those words!"
Yang Huazhong's smile froze on his face, and his tone of voice was obviously unhappy.
Yang Huaming picked up the chopsticks he had dropped, pointed at Lao Yang's head, and said angrily: "I know you don't deal with my mother, but you don't need to curse her like this, right? This is too damaging!"
Yang Yongqing even said: "Master, I must declare in advance that even if my mother dies, you will not be allowed to renew your relationship. Our old Yang family is not short of new grandmothers!"
Yang Huaming gave Yang Yongqing a thumbs up: "Well done to you, young man. Dad, I don't need a stepmother either."
Old Yangtou didn't expect that his heartfelt words would trigger such a big reaction from these bastards, and they would all jump up and attack him. It's true that dogs bite Lu Dongbin and don't know the heart of a good person!
With a dark face, Old Yang glanced at Yang Huaming, Yang Yongqing and others, and spat on the ground.
All the contempt and disgust are all in that one mouthful.
"I only finished half of what I said, and everyone rushed to criticize and sneer at them. They are a bunch of restless bastards who have no future!"
Yang Huaming and others were scolded to the point of disgrace.
However, Yang Huazhong's expression softened and he said, "Dad, just say it all at once. We won't interrupt you this time. You can say it properly."
Lao Yangtou faced Yang Huazhong, his face a little better.
"You are older than them. You have had a few more years of food, so you need to be calmer after all. So let me tell you this!"
"Hey, Dad, you tell me."
Yang Huazhong acted like he was listening attentively, and at the same time, he used his eyes to hint to Yang Huaming and the others not to mess around.
Even if you want to get angry, you have to let someone finish the whole sentence before attacking.
Here, Lao Yangtou talked about the 'handful of meat' that Tan was worried about earlier.
"A handful of meat is what Qing'er calls a handful of meat. There is nothing wrong with it."
"The problem is that your mother is an old country woman who eats new food that you have never heard of. She knows about it and is still thinking about it. Why don't you think about it in depth?"
After Lao Yangtou reminded me like this, everyone looked back and realized that this matter was really a bit strange!
Ms. Liu also patted her head and questioned: "Yes, for someone like me who is very obsessed with food, this is the first time I've heard of the meat. How can I, an old lady who never leaves home, know about it?"
"Fourth Aunt, you don't call it pursuit, you call it greedy. You are greedy."
Like a true warrior, Yang Yongqing directly corrected Liu's mistakes in front of everyone.
Mr. Liu was eating fried peanuts with sugar. When he heard this, he spit the chewed peanuts into Yang Yongqing's face.
He was impartial and vomited all over Yang Yongqing's head and face.
Yang Yongqing just opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something more, but now his mouth was full of the crushed peanuts that Mr. Liu had spit out.
Yang Yongqing screamed, and instinctively closed his mouth first, then stood up, opened his mouth, and spat out with a livid face, vomiting heart-breakingly.
He pushed away the people next to him who patted him on the back. He bent over and stared at the ground, groping randomly around the edge of the table.
"What are you touching, young boy? Wine or chopsticks?"
"Give him tea and he will rinse his mouth."
"There is no tea, so we have to use wine."
I don’t know who actually handed Yang Yongqing a cup of wine.
Yang Yongqing closed his eyes and poured it into his mouth. Then, he was so spicy that he jumped around on the ground like a monkey whose tail was burned by fire. He grabbed the car with both hands and pulled at his face and throat, and screamed in his mouth. .
People around him were helping Yang Yongqing think of ideas, or looking at him worriedly.
Only Mrs. Liu laughed so hard that she burst into tears.
"Ouch, young boy, you look like a monkey when you scratch your head and ears. Next time there is a circus traveling around the world, I should ask you to play the role of a monkey."
Yang Yongqing was still gargling his mouth. Hearing this, he took the time to raise his head and retaliate: "Fourth Aunt, you have the nerve to laugh. It's all your fault. You spat my mouthful of feces. You're so ugly!"
Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "You're talking nonsense. My fourth aunt feels sorry for you and feeds you peanuts!"
"Ugh~" Yang Yongqing covered his throat again, "I don't want to eat peanuts for the rest of my life!"
Everyone saw that Yang Yongqing was already fighting with Mr. Liu, so this should not be a big problem, so they no longer worried.
As for eating next?
Sorry, after all this fuss, except for the ignorant children, who else can eat it?
Especially Yang Yongqing still vomited all over the floor beside the table...
Mianmian hurried back to the kitchen to get plant ash and a broom and dustpan to clean up the dirt on the floor.
Others were invited to the main room to drink tea and rest, leaving Bao Suyun and a few other women here to clean up the dishes.
In the hall, Yang Huazhong said to Liu and Yang Yongqing: "If you two interrupt us again, don't blame me for being rude."
Liu agreed with a playful smile, and Yang Yongqing felt aggrieved.
But Yang Huazhong didn't look like he was joking, so he could only keep his grievances in his heart and look for opportunities to get revenge on his fourth aunt in the future.
Yang Huazhong then asked Lao Yangtou about the Tan family and Baozi Rou.
Old Yangtou's expression was no longer dark. He was so angry that he was interrupted repeatedly when he was talking about the same thing.
