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Chapter 257 Invitation

Three side dishes and a plate of freshly boiled dumplings are Wu Guoliang's favorite.When a casserole of stewed meat came to the table, Wu Guoliang even revealed the magic of intoxication.

Zhang Hua sat down cautiously, a little reluctant to let go.

Wu Guoliang glanced at him, stuffed the chopsticks into his hand, and stared at him: "You didn't think so seriously before! Why didn't you just come to my hand to grab food?"

Zhang Hua blushed so much that he was about to bleed, and said again and again: "Isn't that young and ignorant..."

Yu Jian said at the right time: "Master Zhang, you are welcome."

"What is it called Master Zhang, just call him Uncle Hua!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Guoliang ignored him and impatiently opened the lid of the casserole. The hot air mixed with the aroma of wine came out, making his tongue salivate instantly.

The stewed meat is simmered alternately between Wen and Wu fires, the color is golden, and the fragrance mixed with the sweetness of sugar constantly stimulates Wu Guoliang's nerves.

Stretching out his big hand, the tip of the chopsticks passed straight through the middle of the meat, bringing out the bright red oily sauce.After the pork is roasted, it has a burnt aroma, and then stewed, it is even more crispy and mellow.

One bite, the taste is sweet and fragrant, the lean meat is soft and rotten, the fat meat is crispy and tender, the skin is full of gelatinous flour, mellow and thick.

There is also a strong aroma of wine in the aftertaste, but there is no trace of wine at all.

"Not bad, really good!" Wu Guoliang admired, and then ate another piece.

Zhang Hua is also tasting the braised pork with Baihua wine.He has also eaten a lot of dishes in the Jiangnan area, and this is another famous traditional dish, so he has tasted it too.It's just that such an excellent flavor requires decades of cooking skills, so he couldn't help but look at the little girl Yu Jian again.

He had also heard about the Red Case match, and it was somewhat legendary, and it made people feel...I couldn't laugh or cry.But Liu Chenggao told him later that the masters in the red case criticized a lot, and I'm afraid they couldn't take on the big responsibility.He also spoke highly of Yu Jian, a little girl, so he took it to heart.

As soon as this dish came out, while he was startled, he also secretly reminded himself that he might have really underestimated it.

Looking at the intimacy and love for Yu Jian in Wu Guoliang's words and expressions, his eyes couldn't help but darken.

In his conception, Wu Guoliang's vision has never made any mistakes.

Between Aiwu and Wu, his attitude towards Yu Jian has also undergone a qualitative change, showing a bit of sincerity.

"How is it? Ah Jian's cooking is delicious, right?" Wu Guoliang saw Zhang Hua standing there in a daze, and showed off quite proudly.

Zhang Hua nodded sincerely, "It tastes like an experienced chef, fat but not greasy."

Pointing to a few home-cooked dishes: "Although the dishes are ordinary, there is a lot of thought in them. The gourd shreds are marinated with mustard, and they are crispy with a hint of heat; the fish fillets taste much more tender than ordinary... ..."

Yu Jian couldn't bear it anymore: "Uncle Hua is indeed an expert."

Wu Guoliang was still struggling with the stewed meat in Baihua wine, and said vaguely: "I can eat it since I was a child..." He poked his heart again.

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After the meal was full, there was a pot of hot tea, and the two of them leaned comfortably on the sofa. A yellow dog flicked its tail lazily and kept hitting Wu Guoliang's leg.

Zhang Hua looked at the back of the little girl busy in the kitchen, feeling envious.

"In a few years, your children will be able to do the same." Wu Guoliang said leisurely, why are you envious, he doesn't have children himself.

Mentioning the two demon kings in the family gave Zhang Hua a headache: "Farewell, I'll be happy if they don't cause trouble, and expect them to inherit the mantle? There are not many young people who are willing to enter the kitchen now..."

"Do you look down on Ah Jian at first?" Wu Guoliang asked sharply, he just cared about eating without looking at him, but he didn't miss the changing expression on Zhang Hua's face, and after a meal, it was obvious that this attitude had changed. changed.

Being pierced by him, Zhang Hua didn't hide it, but felt a little embarrassed: "Girl doll..."

Wu Guoliang jumped up, pointed at his nose and scolded: "Good Zhang Hua, you haven't grown much in all these years, and you have learned to discriminate against women?! What happened to the female doll? Didn't you come out of your mother's belly?"

Zhang Hua anxiously wanted to hold him back, and waved his hands again and again: "Don't shout, don't shout, I've made a mistake!" Pointing in the direction of the kitchen, "Don't let Yatou hear you!"

Only then did Wu Guoliang lose his momentum, and glared at him angrily: "It's good to hear that, if you look down on girl dolls again, don't come to my place in the future! I live in their Yu family's territory now, be careful of others attack you..."

Zhang Hua repeatedly said yes, touched the sweat on his forehead, and let out a small breath.

He wanted to mention the matter of their Wu family again, but Wu Guoliang was still immersed in anger at the moment, making him swallow the words that came to his lips.

Let's talk about it next time.

When Yu Jian came out, the whole living room was once again a peaceful scene, but Da Huang suddenly opened his eyes, and cast a veiled glance at Zhang Hua, with a somewhat unkind expression on his face.

When Yu Jian sat on the sofa, it shifted its position without a trace, leaning against her feet, and encircling her ankles with its warm thick long tail.

Humph--

It heard it all.

That man looked down on their little girl.

The account in Rhubarb's heart can be clearly calculated, who treats it well and who doesn't treat it sincerely, the door is clear!This person comes to eat for nothing, and dares to say bad things. If it is not for the sake of the owner's face, it must let him feel the dangers of society.

A silent yawn showed the fangs of the old man.

"By the way, Ah Jian," Zhang Hua smiled kindly, "There will be a private banquet in two days, and I will be invited to take charge of the white case. Are you interested in going to see it?"

Yu Jian's eyes brightened.

Before entering Guanglu Temple in the previous life, she and her master would often make banquets for people in various places in Chang'an City, going up to the princess's prime minister's mansion and down to the farmer's house in the countryside.When it is busy, you can visit several houses in a day!
"If you want to go, go. The banquet at Huazi's is not an ordinary Jianghu banquet, and it's good to gain knowledge." As soon as his eyes turned to Wu Guoliang, he opened his mouth casually, took a sip of tea, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, " Back then, I used to be the number one runner—"

He also has his uncle Wu Shufang. The two of them traveled all over the capital city in the 60s, making buns, steamed buns, noodles and pancakes, and it is estimated that they can go around the capital city twice.

But now, things are different.

There are only a handful of three or two people left in the Wu family.

A helpless sigh overflowed from his mouth, which made Zhang Hua's heart tremble, and made Yu Jian's heart sink.

"Brother Liang...have you ever thought...your uncle might still be alive?" Zhang Hua asked cautiously.

Wu Guoliang sneered, thinking his words were a bit ridiculous: "How is that possible? I accompanied him to the hospital for an examination of his stomach cancer, and I also inquired about it later. He died of illness two years after my accident, and was buried in the Wu family's ancestral grave." , the grass on the grave is half the height of a person..."

The certainty in the tone made Zhang Hua's heart cold again.

"and many more--"

Wu Guoliang suddenly sensed something was wrong, his whole demeanor changed, and he became serious instantly.

"He's not dead?"

(End of this chapter)