Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 157 Steamed Bread
In fact, at first she wanted to say that it would be fine to put the firewood at the door, but seeing Zheng Gouzi wink at her, she knew that there was not only firewood inside, but there might be other things.

So I hurried back to get the key. Fortunately, Zhang Yu left his key with Zhang Guifang to prevent this situation.

After taking the key from Zhang Guifang, he opened the door.

Under the envious eyes of several neighbors, Zheng Gouzi and others unloaded half of the firewood, and then one of the brothers said cleverly: "Brother, I can't put it here."

"Then, put the leftover firewood in my brother's room."

In this way, in the eyes of many people, the food was transported in openly.

Then I found something to cover it up, and after finishing everything, Zheng Gouzi led someone to tidy up the mess before pushing the floor cart away.

After waiting for Zhang Yu to come back, before entering the door, he saw the firewood piled up at the door.

My sister-in-law was also working at the door, and when she saw him coming, she said, "Xiao Zheng is here to bring you firewood today."

After hearing the words of my sister-in-law, Zhang Yu also understood that Brother Zheng should have brought food for him.

Sure enough, when I opened the house, I saw the grains in the house.

Seeing these grains, he couldn't help feeling a little greedy. He wondered how the steamed buns tasted?
So he made some dough in the space and prepared to steam some steamed buns.

He wanted to eat steamed buns made from fresh noodles right away.

As for the time it takes to make a face, isn’t it simple? Reconcile in the secret space, then come out for a while and then go in again, isn’t it all done?

After it’s ready, quickly knead the noodles, then cut them into pieces of the same size, and then steam them in a pot.

After steaming, I couldn't wait to take one to eat, without caring about burning my mouth.

After eating, I realized that the wheat varieties at this time were still more delicious. Although the yield was not as good as that of later generations, the flour produced was still very fragrant.

After steaming the steamed buns, he took some steamed buns to Zhang Guifang.

Zhang Guifang took the schoolbag in his hand, looked at the steamed buns inside, and asked in surprise, "When did you steam this? Why didn't I see you getting angry?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yu gave a shock, it's over, forget about it.

A flaw has been leaked, what should he do this time?These steamed buns are just out of the pan, and they are still hot.

Simply Zhang Guifang just said something in surprise and did not continue to ask, which made Zhang Yu heave a sigh of relief.

And secretly decided that he had to be more careful in doing things in the future.

Zhang Guifang asked again: "In the afternoon, what did Xiao Zheng send you?"

"I got some wheat from my friend, but it was not floured, so I asked Brother Zheng to help me flour it."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Guifang nodded, but didn't ask any more questions about how much food Zheng Gouzi gave him.

Zhang Guifang felt that there was food at home that her husband had found someone to buy, which could be bought in the grain store every month, and there was still some food that Xiaoyu put in the secret room of the house last time.

So the food in the house can last a while. Since there is not such a shortage of food, there is no need to ask so clearly about certain things.

He just went on to say: "You don't need to send so much, just keep two to taste. You are still growing, so you need to eat something good. You can take the rest back and eat."

"Sister-in-law, I still have some over there. I won't lose myself. These are brought for you. You can eat them at ease."

Speaking of which, Zhang Guifang is good at this point. She doesn't feel sorry for Zhang Yu eating good food every now and then. Instead, she thinks that being able to eat in her stomach and nourish her body is more important than money.

And they will not pursue the origin of these things, which gives Zhang Yu a lot of convenience.

After sitting with Zhang Guifang for a while and chatting for a while, Zhang Yu got up and said, "I still have some steamed buns. Thanks to Brother Zheng's help this time, I'll give him two steamed buns."

"Go, I should thank you, Big Brother Zheng, this time is thanks to him." Regarding this point, Zhang Guifang did not stop, but said in agreement.

Then Zhang Yu went back to the house and took a few steamed buns out of it, but this time he remembered his lesson and purposely let the steamed buns cool for a while before putting them into a clean schoolbag.

After thinking about it, he realized that Zheng Gouzi didn't know how to cook, and he didn't have any other dishes at home, so he fished a few salted duck eggs from the secret space, which he salted two days ago, and now they are turning yellow.

In the end, he found another small jar the size of two palms, filled it full of his pickled vegetables, and then went to Zheng Gouzi's place.

He looked bright and thought that he should be at home, so he knocked on the door.

After a while, Zheng Gouzi pushed the door and came out. Seeing that it was Zhang Yu, he said in surprise, "Xiao Yu, this is you?"

Obviously, it was Zhang Yu who surprised him by coming so late.

"I just steamed some steamed buns, so I wanted to bring them here for you to taste." He said and patted the bulging buns.

"That's a good relationship! I've wanted to eat steamed buns for a long time, but you also know that my craftsmanship is not good enough, so I decided not to waste those flour." Hearing Zhang Yu's words, Zheng Gouzi also Without being polite to him, he hurriedly pulled Zhang Yu into the room, and then looked at Zhang Yu's satchel greedily.

It's not that he is greedy, but that his cooking skills are really bad. In addition, even if he is doing well in this year, he can't go to state-owned restaurants to eat every day, not to mention that he has no official job on the surface.

In the eyes of others, he just does all kinds of temporary jobs to barely support himself.

There is no reason at all to go to a state-run restaurant every day.

So when he ate at home, he could only eat burnt or raw rice for eight out of ten days.

As for the dishes, let alone, he has been pouring salt directly into the rice recently.

Zheng Gouzi thinks of his life during this period, that is a grievance!

Pull Zhang Yu and tell him how he ate during this time several times.

Hearing Zheng Gouzi's words, Zhang Yu couldn't help laughing: "Is it so pitiful?"

"That is, you don't know that I have a grudge against cooking. Anyway, I haven't had a good meal since I cooked by myself. Look, this is my dinner." Zheng Gouzi said that The bowl of porridge with a strange smell was brought out.

When Zhang Yu saw the weird porridge, his eyes showed an expression of disbelief. He mechanically turned his head to look at Zheng Gouzi, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear: "You just eat this? This is for people to eat." thing?"

Facing Zhang Yu's unbelievable gaze, Zheng Gouzi could only chuckle, and then said, "Don't look at the poor appearance of this porridge, but the taste is not bad."

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