Siheyuan: Don't mess with me, I just want to be a casual fish

Chapter 70 Wu Laoliu

"I just think that the white flour was bought by me. In the past, the master was in charge of the apprentice's meal, so there was no reason for the opposite."

Li Weidong was filial to him, but Song Yan did not take it for granted.

The reason why he was willing to recognize Li Weidong's apprentice was largely because of Wang Zhenyi's face.

Without the other party's care, he would have starved to death on the street a few years ago, let alone staying in the farm.

Of course, there is another part that Li Weidong himself fought for.

If he had a little hesitation or reluctance yesterday, the master and apprentice would naturally have no follow-up.

"Master, if you want to say this, then my disciples would have worked for the master for three years in vain."

Li Weidong shook his head and did not answer.

"And this white flour is not for you to eat alone. I must eat it here at noon, and I guess someone won't be polite."

"Little bastard, let's just scold me for being thick-skinned?"

"Can your craft beef stew at noon? "

Wu Laoliu first carefully poured the white flour into the basin and added water to the noodles.

"Here, it's exactly 120 kilograms. It's 70 cents per kilogram, and it's 84 yuan in total. It's a little bit. But the amount you're filial to your master is not included."

Li Weidong finally couldn't help but ask.

"Wu Laoliu, let's make your skills very bright today. It won't be good if you don't make delicious."

The other party said before that if there are good things, they will be sent here, so that no one dares to touch a finger.

Obviously, this is the true face of the captain Wang Zhenyi.

Li Weidong waved his hand.

So his actual age should be much younger.

He has never been very picky about food, and he has eaten a lot of delicacies in his previous life. He has seen the banquets that were presented to the cards for a few times.

When it's almost done, put it aside and let it cool.

"Then you guys eat, I'll go back first."

"No, you do yours, I'm just curious to ask."

"The meatballs cut noodles with knife, but the wild boar meat smells a bit strong, so add the radish to neutralize it. If you don't like it, I will make it again."

There were even a few five cent coins rolling down.

Wang Zhenyi took out a handful of money and threw it in front of Li Weidong.

When Wu Laoliu talked about his craftsmanship, a glimmer flashed in his eyes.

But, Song Yan, the farm accountant, reads books all day long with relish.

"You don't need to count. You can't trust others, but you can't trust you?"

In the pot, the aroma rolls out with the heat.

"Wait, can you come here to help me steam the steamed buns in the afternoon?"

"What are you going to do?"

The attitude has been shown.

"Not bad, your skills are not in vain."

By the time Wang Zhenyi came back, Wu Laoliu had already prepared the meatball soup.

At around ten o'clock, Wang Zhenyi brought one person over.

Wang Zhenyi didn't take it seriously either.

"Why will I do if I'm fine? If it's not delicious, you can go back wherever you come." Wang Zhenyi said lightly.

Similarly, he was not afraid that Wang Zhenyi would mention this matter to Li Shuqun in the future. At worst, he would say that he could not ask for so many, and that these were the rest.

Li Weidong shook his head and refused to admit it when he beat him to death.

Then start processing the wild boar meat.

"Where can you hear it wrong."

After Wang Zhenyi finished speaking, he left in a hurry again, probably to deal with the remaining wild boar meat.

"Well, tell me, your life will be reduced by half in the future."

His waist suddenly became much straight.

"Just that's it."

Wang Zhenyi turned his head and said to the other party.

Li Weidong will not express any comments on this.

When Wu Laoliu finished the cut noodles with a knife, he couldn't help it, so he pulled it in front of him, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a meatball, threw it into his mouth.

"Old Song, don't be polite to this brat. You should eat and drink, just treat him as a filial piety to us."

This is a matter between them and it has nothing to do with Li Shuqun, the "outsider".

Li Weidong didn't care, so he folded the money casually and put it in his pocket.

Wang Zhenyi simply added himself.

When Wu Laoliu heard Li Weidong's words, he did not immediately respond, but looked at Wang Zhenyi.

"White flour and wild boar meat are the main two. Just watch it."

The money given to him by the second uncle last time was asked to give all the money given to Zhang Xiuzhen, which was used as the cost of cleaning up the house.

When Wu Laoliu washed his hands and started working, he found a place to bask in the sun by the window and looked at it.

Wu Laoliu mixed the meat filling with radish filling, added salt and soy sauce, put it aside again, took out the dough and beat it and pressed it again.

The other party was hunched from beginning to end. Li Weidong also saw his appearance clearly when he was able to speak.

Wu Laoliu works very seriously, or is particularly focused.

But people generally look old, and prisoners like him are even more obvious.

Wang Zhenyi hung the wild boar meat in his hand aside and asked at Li Weidong.

"It's up to you, I won't recognize you after leaving this door."

Regardless of his expression and tone, he was completely different from when he faced Li Weidong before.

"You always look at Accountant Song and this little comrade brother. I, Wu Laoliu, cannot guarantee anything else, but the food will definitely not disappoint you."

Although Li Weidong became a disciple, the other party seemed to have forgotten to teach him the skills. Fortunately, Li Weidong was not in a hurry and regarded it as a test.

Wang Zhenyi came in with a large piece of wild boar meat that had just been cut. When he heard Li Weidong's words, he almost slapped the wild boar meat in his hand on his face.

"Then don't worry, I'll find someone to do it later."

The other party was wearing the clothes of the inmate, but there were already many places torn, and there were no cotton visible. The pants were obviously short, and the ankles were not covered, and the shoes were exposed.

Wu Laoliu's attitude was very humble, and his face was full of a flattering smile.

Wang Zhenyi did not leave the other party to eat together, but with his words, Wu Laoliu will undoubtedly have much better life in the future.

The wild boar he brought was not weighed, but one hundred pounds were only more than a lot.

When Wu Laoliu heard this, he looked relieved.

I originally had a little more or less twenty yuan, and with these, I had a net worth of over a hundred yuan.

He is very dark and thin, and there are a lot of folds on his face. Just looking at his appearance, he probably is fifty years old.

Wu Laoliu finally picked up the kneaded dough and cut the noodles into the pot.

However, he felt that Wang Zhenyi would definitely not nag Li Shuqun with such a thing.

So Li Weidong, who was standing beside him, didn't feel bored.

So unless Wu Laoliu can make a table full of Manchu and Han banquets, it doesn't matter what he does.

He is not a fool, and there are no various seasonings at this time, so it would be strange if it tastes delicious if it makes it.

Li Weidong rolled his eyes.

After Wang Zhenyi finished speaking, he left directly, as if he had endless things to do.

He picked some of the more delicate meat, then quickly chopped it into stuffing, and then picked out two green radishes from the pile of vegetables Wang Zhenyi got, and then chopped it into stuffing after peeling it.

"I can only guarantee that I am familiar with it." Li Weidong said.

"Don't worry, if you don't taste delicious, you will chop my hands up."

With his nod, Wu Laoliu smiled at Li Weidong and turned around and left.

In the afternoon, Wu Laoliu came as promised.

But now Li Weidong is the only one in the room.

After he came in, he suddenly knelt in front of Li Weidong.

(End of this chapter)