Chapter 239 You Shouldn’t Eat Alone
In fact, with the existing ingredients, it is already very good that Shazhu can make this taste.
However, people had smelled the strange fragrance coming from Jiang Bo's house in advance and had too high expectations, so when they ate this stew, they were a little disappointed.
"What's wrong, auntie, why don't you eat?"
Qin Huairu noticed that the person at the table had a strange look on his face, so she quickly walked over and asked.
"Huai Ru, this is cabbage stewed with tofu!"
Qin Huairu thought that these people thought the food was too plain, so she smiled and explained:
"It's not that we don't want to prepare it, it's just that meat is too hard to buy right now."
"Don't worry, there will be more fish later."
Sha Zhu also noticed that people's expressions were not very good. He also mistakenly thought that they were trying to pick a fight, so he quickly walked up and said:
"Auntie, look at what you said. There are slices of meat in there, quite a lot."
Sha Zhu was always arrogant in the yard. The person who just spoke saw that he looked unhappy, so he quickly smiled and added:
"No, I mean, this dish doesn't taste right."
"Yes, this tastes just like ordinary cabbage and tofu."
Sha Zhu's face became even uglier:
"No, what do you mean?"
"What else can this cabbage stewed with tofu taste like?"
"You're trying to pick a fight with me on purpose, aren't you?"
Seeing that he was anxious, everyone quickly explained:
"No, no, it's just that it smells especially good when you cook it, even better than stewed meat! We thought you made something special, so we asked."
"I don't mean anything else. I really don't mean anything else."
At this time, Qin Huairu quietly pulled Sha Zhu aside and said:
"Zhu Zi, I smelled it just now, too. The smell of your stew is so delicious. I have never smelled such a fragrance before."
"Why didn't you smell it?"
Sha Zhu spread his hands:
"I have a cold and can't smell."
Shazhu scratched his head in surprise:
"It's amazing."
At this time, Qin Huairu suddenly sniffed:
"Oops! It's broken!"
"Zhu Zi, hurry up! The fish pot seems to be burnt!"
Sha Zhu slapped his forehead.
He was just collecting the soup from the fish pot when he heard someone questioning his cooking skills. He hurried over to argue and actually forgot about collecting the soup.
He rushed over and lifted the lid of the pot, almost fainting.
You need to use high heat to cook fish. After a while, there was no soup left in the fish pot, and the bottom of the pot was black and smoke was coming out.
Sha Zhu quickly picked up a rag to pad his hands and took the big pot off the fire.
But by this time it was too late.
The side of the carp facing up was fine, but the side facing the bottom of the pot was burnt and stuck to the pot.
Sha Zhu used the shovel and struggled for a long time before he finally scooped the fish out.
Looking at the side next to the pot, it was already horrible.
Not only was it burnt black, but it was also disfigured by the shovel.
Sha Zhu felt very annoyed and frustrated.
Wasting things is one thing, but the main thing is the loss of craftsmanship, which is what he can't tolerate the most.
Qin Huairu helped scoop the fish and gently advised:
"It's okay. There's still plenty to eat. The other side is facing down so you can't see it."
Sha Zhu looked at Qin Huairu with gratitude.
It has to be said that Qin Huairu's words were the most comfortable and considerate to him.
He suddenly felt that Qin Huairu had many good qualities.
Hardworking, capable, beautiful and considerate.
As she was talking, Qin Huairu had already brought the fish to the table one by one.
"Hey, why does it smell so burnt?"
"Zhu Zi, did you burn the fish?"
Someone shouted in the yard.
Qin Huairu said quickly:
"Hey, blame me, blame me."
"I was just collecting the soup. Zhuzi saw that I had a hard time moving the steamed buns, so he helped me move them."
"He also told me to keep an eye on the pot, but I forgot about it when I was busy."
"Zhu Zi's excellent craftsmanship is wasted. It's all my fault."
"The top half of the fish is not burnt. You guys can eat the top half first. We will have scrambled eggs later."
When everyone heard that there would be more food later, their faces looked better.
"I thought, isn't Sha Zhu the chef at the steel mill?"
"If you can't even cook a fish properly, then you really have lost your skills."
As Sha Zhu listened to what everyone said and heard Qin Huairu defending him like this, a corner of his heart suddenly softened.
After all, it was an open-air banquet, and the smell of burnt food soon dissipated when the wind blew.
At this time, Jiang Bo's dish was almost ready.
He peeled off the dry lotus leaves, and instantly a rich fragrance gushed out, and the yard was instantly filled with this strange fragrance.
The people in the yard took their chopsticks one by one and ate up half of the fish in just a few bites.
Just when I was worrying about the charcoal-like burnt fish below, I suddenly smelled that strange fragrance again.
"Do you smell it? That smell is coming back!"
"Yeah, who's cooking this? It smells so good."
Yan Bugui recalled that he saw Jiang Bo tinkering with ingredients in the afternoon, and thought that the aroma must be from the dishes he made. But he didn't say this out loud.
Yi Zhonghai was also sitting at a table. He pointed in the direction of the Jiang family and said:
"Do I need to ask? Who else in our yard can afford to eat meat?"
He put down his chopsticks and snorted coldly:
"Humph, no wonder he didn't come to the Jia family's funeral. It turns out that he was eating alone behind closed doors."
He deliberately raised his voice:
"Meat is so hard to buy nowadays. He has the means, but he doesn't even know how to help others?"
"Not only did he not help, but he also deliberately did it to show off when others were sitting at the table. It made him look bad!"
Yan Bugui said:
"Old Yi, you think too much."
"Jiang Bo usually eats like this, it's not like he has to do it this way today."
Yi Zhonghai disagrees:
"I don't care about it at other times, but today, the Jia family is doing something, and he shouldn't do this!"
"Old Yan, I'm not saying anything, but why don't you just take care of him? He doesn't have that much meat. There are dozens of people at this table and we only have a small amount of meat to share. You should let him take out some and distribute it evenly to everyone."
Yan Bugui pursed his lips and thought:
I control everything in the world, so why should I care what other people eat at home?
You are meddling in too many matters. You have even lost your position as manager, and yet you are still talking here.
Yan Bugui rolled his eyes.
Yi Zhonghai continued:
"Oh, it's not too late now."
"We should let him take out the finished products and share them with everyone."
At this time, someone in the yard who was instigated by him also echoed:
"That's right. How can people eat this cabbage and tofu when it smells so good? It has no taste at all."
"We should share some of it with everyone."
Several old ladies also shook their heads and said:
"Well, you shouldn't eat alone."
When Jia Zhang heard this, she immediately replied:
"Yes! Yes! Eating alone will lead to black shit! You can't eat alone!"
When the people at her table heard this, they almost vomited.
Yi Zhonghai endured the discomfort and said:
"Look at you, sister-in-law, at the dinner table..."
"No one can eat this anymore."












