Not to mention these elders, even the juniors in the courtyard subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the courtyard.
What's cooking outside?
Why is it so fragrant!
As the fragrance spread farther and farther, more and more people stood at the door of the master's house.
Some of my daily connections also came to help.
"My mother, what is this master cooking? I can smell it from two miles away." An old man with gray hair and smoking a cigarette asked the people around him.
"The pot in the west is stewed with elbows, and the pot in the west is stewed with ribs!"
"There is also a pot that the children are surrounding. It seems to be stewed with mutton." A junior person introduced.
"Hey, why is it so delicious? The stewed elbow!"
The old man took a few deep breaths of the aroma, thinking about coming to help early tomorrow, and then eating the banquet along with the gifts.
"The master who cooks the banquets looks very strange. Which village is he a master from?"
Although the old man was presbyopic, he could still tell that He Yuzhu was a stranger.
The junior beside him shook his head. He didn't know which village He Yuzhu belonged to.
The driver Xiao Li who was standing in the group chat explained with a smile: "This is Master He from our steel rolling mill. Even though he is young, his skills are really good!"
The gray-haired old man suddenly realized when he heard this: "It turns out to be the master chef in the factory. No wonder it smells so good."
"Old man, I have seen the world after all. Last year I went to the city and had a meal at Fengzeyuan. Tsk tsk, the taste was not as good as this little chef."
While several people were chatting, a junior ran out from the main courtyard.
This junior ran into Director Yang's group and didn't know what he said.
Director Yang came to He Yuzhu's side with a serious face: "Master He, is there anything edible here?"
"I have a cousin who didn't eat for a whole day because she was so sad."
"Now that I smell this fragrance, I feel a little hungry."
He Yuzhu nodded, understanding what Director Yang meant, so he opened the lid of a large pot without saying any nonsense.
The pot was stewed with mutton, and the hot white mist rushed upward, making the fresh aroma in the air even stronger.
This immediately attracted the attention of the people around him, and they looked straight into the pot.
The little kids who were already greedy couldn't bear it any longer and went to look for their adults one by one.
But there's nothing the adults can do. These things are for tomorrow's banquet, and they can't be eaten now.
But how could children understand this? The meat was right in front of them, but they couldn't eat it, so they started making trouble one by one.
Adults in this era don't spoil their children too much. Those with bad tempers will be slapped twice on the buttocks.
Suddenly, cries resounded throughout the sky.
"Director, you can't eat the meat yet, but you can burn some vermicelli first to cushion your stomach."
After saying that, He Yuzhu was stunned, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.
Back in Qinjiazhuang, I was the one who made fans like this for Xiao Jingru.
Director Yang swallowed secretly and nodded immediately.
So He Yuzhu grabbed the vermicelli, put it into a colander, and boiled it in mutton soup.
When the vermicelli was cooked, He Yuzhu first filled a bowl of mutton soup and sprinkled some pepper and chopped green onion on top.
"Director, please taste the saltiness first."
Hearing this, Director Yang glanced at He Yuzhu with a strange look.
Taste salty?
There is no salt in this mutton soup at all. Can you guys find a proper reason?
Although he complained in his heart, Director Yang still took the bowl.
This is a freshly cooked mutton soup, although only a little pepper is added.
But it’s already incredibly delicious.
The people around looked at the mutton soup in Director Yang's hand eagerly and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
It smells so good!
They couldn't imagine how good it would be to take a sip.
But Director Yang dared not only to think about it, but also to drink it in front of everyone.
I saw him blowing on the mutton soup a few times, and then took a shallow sip.
Um!
This tastes awesome!
This mutton soup doesn't have any smell of mutton, but it has a very fresh flavor that makes people want to take a big sip.
But the soup was too hot, so Director Yang only dared to drink it in small sips.
When he finished drinking, he realized that everyone around him was looking at him.
Even the dogs in the village gathered around him, looking up at him.
Even Director Yang couldn't stand this scene.
So he pursed his lips and said, "The taste is decent, not salty nor bland."
"Put another bowl in and let my nephew take it in."
After saying that, Director Yang waved to a junior: "Er baby, bring the soup to your aunt."
After hearing this, Erwa ran over and carefully carried the mutton soup into the yard.
Smelling this alluring fragrance, Erwa also wanted to try it.
But there are so many elders in the courtyard who haven't drunk yet. If he dares to say this, he will probably be beaten to the ground by his father.
When the bowl of mutton soup was brought into the yard, the sad atmosphere seemed to lighten a bit.
When an old man dies, the family is in a bad mood.
Especially the elders, who feel uncomfortable while dealing with the old man's funeral affairs, and have no appetite.
This bowl of mutton soup temporarily diverted their attention and made them look forward to tomorrow.
"Whose dogs are these? Why are there so many? Hurry up and drive them away!" An elder sister waved a white radish to drive away the dogs.
She was worried about these dogs eating ingredients.
The others woke up from the smell of mutton soup and came to chase the dog away.
He Yuzhu was relieved when he saw this. He was worried that these people would come to ask for mutton soup.
If everyone present had a bowl, the mutton soup would have to be boiled again.
In this way, He Yuzhu worked until about seven o'clock in the evening before finishing the things to be prepared for tomorrow.
It's getting dark now, and there are many people taking a walk after dinner on the street.
Factory Director Yang is not going back today and has arranged for driver Xiao Li to take He Yuzhu home.
"I'm not lying to you, does it taste good?"
"Well, it smells so good. The chef's skills are really good. I'm so greedy that my mouth is watering."
"How about it? Let's have a dinner together tomorrow?" A thin man asked with a smile.
The dark-skinned man scratched his head hesitantly: "Our family is not close to the master's family. When my master left last year, their family did not come."
The thin man looked at the man next to him speechlessly: "Why do you want so much? If you give me a gift, can he drive you out?"
"This..." The dark man still couldn't make up his mind.
"Look at your worthless appearance. If you don't come, I will!"
"Who says I'm worthless? If you have the nerve to come, I'll have the nerve to come too." The dark-skinned man said harshly, not wanting to be looked down upon by others.
The thin man smiled and did not answer.
In fact, they were not the only ones who had this plan. Many of the villagers who came to join in the fun during the day also had this plan.
Not to mention anything else, the hard dishes on this table alone are attractive enough.
Coupled with that delicious smell.
No matter what, you have to come and have a feast tomorrow!
