Chapter 358

Although Gu Zheng was still lazy at this time and didn't have a positive slant on the table, he was not the original kind of disgusting force, but with a kind of wanton chic.

It looks good anyway.

Surprised, the old neighbors had no idea that peeping on others was immoral. Instead, they were upright and began to look at Gu Zheng.

What is the difference that makes a person change so much?

by the way!

Gu Zheng in today's is wearing a Bijia without untidy clothes. Although his robe is worn on his body without a belt, he always wears it in a proper way.

In addition, his face was rare. Without making a fierce appearance of crooked mouth and eyes, he showed his real face under the peace of his face.

This man, once he looks more peaceful, others have less fear of him.

What's more, they found for the first time that this family caring son turned out to be so natural and handsome?

So the generous neighbor praised him: "take care of your children. I don't know what kind of appearance you look like until today."

"You have the appearance of this picture. You should learn the expression of that silly man. Don't you spoil yourself?"

"Look how handsome you are now. Look across the street. The little lady selling bean flowers across the street is blushing."

Gu Zheng was reminded by the neighborhood and looked across the street. There was also a hot snack stall over there. Unlike their serious restaurant, there was a mobile stall selling only Korean food.

If you settle the management fee for the Yamen in this street every month, you can open your own stall in the designated position.

At that time, Gu Zheng was secretly looking at his little lady. Gu Zheng was also a little impressed.

At the beginning, the client went up to flirt with others when they just came to set up a stall.

He was just yelled by his fierce mother, saying that such a small family is not worthy of his son at all.

The client, looking at the timid look of the woman opposite, immediately lost his appetite. He felt that he was not brave and strong, and had no style of his own mother at all.

Such a woman is not worthy of his heroism.

So the client who lost interest threw the little lady Douhua behind him.

Looking at the little lady who blushed slowly because of Gu Zheng's long examination in the fog, Gu Zheng couldn't help shaking his head.

Fortunately, the brain capacity of this is a little small. For such a good woman, the client should not go to Huohuo.

In the old neighborhood opposite, Gu Zheng looked at each other's wife for a long time. He only regretted that he said that.

What if you hook up with the boy who doesn't do business and think about the girl opposite?

Therefore, the neighborhood just coughed awkwardly twice, but in Gu zhengniang's next words, he solved the siege.

"Joke, my son won't like such a useless little lady?"

"If we want to marry, we also want to marry the woman who is proficient in poetry and etiquette, bold, resolute and able to run the family."

"Right, son?"

After hearing his mother's words, Gu Zheng immediately followed up: "yes!"

The neighbor was surprised at the shamelessness of the family. He quickly put more than ten Wen of porridge and meal money on the table, shouted to pay the bill, and hurried away.

At this time, Gu Niang cut the packed pig intestines into small thumb strips, wide and narrow intestines, and put them on the chopping board to prepare for the fried white intestines for a while.

She took down a pot of porcelain pot on the shelf behind her, took out a spoon that had been dried for a long time from the wooden spoon basket, and carefully scooped out a spoon from the porcelain pot, white, smooth and tender lard.

This is not like home-made lard made from fat meat, because these oils like curd flash a crystal clear light between spoons.

There is no impurity in the charred meat residue.

As if she saw Gu Zheng's admiration, Gu Zheng's mother also pointed to the direction of a grocery store in the innermost corner of the street with her chin: "the new shops there sell rare things."

"It's said that the little lady of that family got a miracle, learned the fortune of immortals and made goods."

"Everyone thinks it's fun to listen, but the quality of their things is really top-notch."

"I bought this oil from them at the same price as ordinary meat oil, but it sells first-class."

"Aung, I'll use it to make you a fried white sausage."

"Hey!" Gu Zheng was also curious about what fried white intestines were. In his view, the catering industry in the world seemed no worse than modern times.

At the very least, frying, cooking, burning, stewing and scalding are everything.

The ingredients are also very rich. Spices? Gu Zheng subconsciously looked at the shelf behind his mother. There were a lot of small porcelain bottles.

He was thinking about it. With a "stabbing" sound, Gu Zheng's mind was turned back because of the heat from cooking food.

The stove is now replaced with a frying pan. The chassis is really big, about the size of his usual washbasin.

That spoonful of lard met a hot iron pot. In a few seconds, it turned into lard with a clear amount of oil, and fainted in the chassis.

With the steaming water vapor, it emits the unique oil smell of lard.

"Stab!"

Another sound, on the hot oil surface, Gu zhengniang evenly sprinkled the pig large intestine to control the dry water.

Spread out piece by piece and press it on the lard with a flat shovel to prevent sticking to the pot.

After a while, the smell of pig water came from the air.

The bottom layer of the casing in the pot has begun to show a very beautiful golden yellow. The intestines that had been swollen due to cleaning were quickly tightened due to the frying at high temperature until they were crunchy together.

Looking at one side, Gu zhengniang skillfully pasted the shovel to the bottom of the pot and gently copied it. One pasted the bottom flat shovel and the other shook her hand and turned her wrist.

"Pa pa" two times, he sliced the small two liang pig intestines and turned them over. Unexpectedly, there was no splash of oil.

Looking at such a skillful technique, Gu Zheng was full of admiration.

He looked at the pig intestines on the other side and slowly turned into the same golden yellow. Then he thought, is that how to eat the so-called fried white intestines?

Is this delicious?

When Gu Zheng expressed doubts about the taste of this song dynasty snack, she saw that Gu zhengniang had completely fried golden pig large intestine, picked it up piece by piece with chopsticks and hung it on an empty plate.

Then he yelled at Gu Xiaomei, who was serving dinner for the guests, "little sister, fill me with a bowl of big bone soup and sprinkle a handful of chives."

"Hey, good mother, come now."

A soft, waxy, light, crisp sound sounded in Gu Zheng's ear.

When he turned and looked, he found that behind the big steaming stove, there was a small figure hiding behind.

This is because it should be the little sister in his memory.

Gu Zheng looked up and saw only a little girl wearing a blue bottom and a hundred flowers double breasted jacket and a pure cyan skirt below. She was carrying a sweat bead heated by the smell of rice, struggling to hold a large spoon that was inconsistent with her petite figure, and scooped out the big bone soup ordered by her mother in the hot pot.

She seemed to feel Gu Zheng looking at her. Her little oval face turned around and smiled at her big brother.

"Brother, just wait a minute. Sister, I'll bring you the soup."

With that, he picked up the top white porcelain bowl from the nearby pile of dishes and chopsticks, mixed the big spoon with white and rich bone soup, and poured it in.

Then he lifted his hands carefully and shook them step by step in front of Gu Zheng. Because the soup had been kept warm on the stove, the little girl's hand holding the edge of the bowl was slightly red by the temperature.

When she brought the big bowl to Gu Zheng and put it on the table, she quickly squeezed some of her hot hands onto her left and right earlobes.

"Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot.

It's so cute. It's like a soft waxy little milk dog. It's cute and distressing.

Looking at this little girl in her early ten's, I knew she came out to help her mother take care of the restaurant.

How was the client cruel to sell his little sister to others as a concubine a few years later?

The person who fell into the magic barrier of gambling simply lost the most basic moral standard as a person. It can be said that the client could not be regarded as a person at that time.

Thinking of Gu Zheng here, he is a little distressed about the little sister who has the closest blood relationship with him in this world.

He raised his hand, gently touched each other's hairy bun twice, lowered his voice as far as possible, and thanked in the softest tone: "thank you, little sister. You'll be busy first. When your brother is full, you'll go and replace you!"

Hearing Gu Zheng talking like this, Gu Xiaomei was stunned. She pulled her ears and looked at her sweet brother.

Why is my brother so good today?

Not only touched her head, but also said to help her.

This made Gu Xiaomei, who had always been ignored by her brother, stunned.

Looking at his little sister's stupidity, he looked more like a milk dog. Gu Zheng puffed and smiled. Then he turned and asked his mother, "Mom, I'm hungry. Can I eat?"

"That's good! That's good!"