Chapter 146: Grandpa Really Doesn't Lie to You

Shi Luo looked at the canteen supplies, ordered a serving of vinegar-fried shredded potatoes and two steamed buns made of 20g flour, and went to eat at the table reserved by Sister Zhou.

Uncle Chu took a bite of cabbage and sighed, "This is too plain today. I went around and only found a stewed cabbage with some meat."

Sister Zhou: "Who says it's not? Look at the staple food, it's either steamed buns made of two-grain flour or steamed buns made of three-grain flour.

I heard that the spare ribs we had yesterday were the last meat-heavy meal before Chinese New Year. The next time we want to indulge in meat, we’ll have to wait until after Chinese New Year.”

Shi Luo: "Not really. We have such a big factory, how can we be short of a few meals of meat?"

Sister Zhou said while eating steamed buns, "Who knows? Anyway, that's what the gossip says. Well, hurry up and eat. After eating, hurry back to the office. There are too many people in the cafeteria. It's so noisy and makes people's heads hurt. If you finish your meal and go back early, you can take a nap."

Shi Luo also felt it was a bit noisy and quickened his eating pace.

After the three of them finished their meal and returned to the office, they each lay down at their workstations and took a nap.

The afternoon was still spent eating, drinking and chatting.

After get off work, Jiang Hao and Shi Luo went home and found a basket. They took out fifty eggs and eight apples from the space, put them in the basket, covered it with a small piece of cloth, and then slowly walked towards the slum with the basket.

When they got to the door, they saw it was closed. Jiang Hao knocked on it and said, "Grandpa, open the door quickly. We are here."

Mr. Jiang put down the newspaper in his hand and said as he walked towards the door, "I'm coming, wait a moment."

He opened the door, looked at the basket in Jiang Hao's hand, and quickly let him in. "It's too cold outside, come in and warm up. Haozi, what are you holding?"

Jiang Hao put the things on the table and lifted the cloth. "A few days ago, I met a vendor. I saw some nice apples, big and red, so I bought about ten. I happened to be here this time, so I brought a few here. You and grandma can try them later. They are crispy and sweet. I also bought some eggs, so I'll bring some here too. You can keep them for yourself."

"Hey, these apples are really good. They look great. Luoluo and Haohao, you two came just in time. The meal is ready now. Hurry up and serve the dishes."

Mrs. Jiang heard the noise outside and came out of the kitchen. She put the dishes on the table, took the basket on the table to the kitchen, put it in the cupboard, and turned to Jiang Hao behind her.

"Haozi, take the goose and the pot directly. Put a small wooden board on the table and put the pot on it. Luoluo, you take the steamed bun basket. There are corn cakes in it. Don't burn yourself."

After saying that, he walked out of the kitchen with a thermos and a sugar jar in his hands.

When Shi Luo put the steamed bun basket on the table, he saw Mrs. Jiang sitting on a stool and pouring white liquid into four small ceramic cups on the table.

"Nana, these beans smell so good. When were they made? They're still smoking."

Mrs. Jiang said, "I ground it myself this morning with a small grinder. It took me a long time to grind it. I just boiled it again. It's so hot now. Luoluo, Haohao, do you two want to add sugar?"

Shi Luo nodded. "Yes, just a little bit, just a little sweetness. Brother Hao's is the same as mine."

Mrs. Jiang prepared four cups of soy milk and placed three of them in front of the three people. "Try it. If it's not sweet enough, add sugar. If it's not enough, there's more in the thermos."

After taking a sip of hot soy milk, Mr. Jiang sighed, "In the winter, it's still comfortable to drink hot soy milk."

After saying that, he picked up a big goose leg from the pot and put it in his bowl, and then picked up a goose wing for Old Mrs. Jiang.

Old Mrs. Jiang looked at the goose wings in her bowl and smiled. She said, "We stewed half a goose today and added a lot of side dishes. I think it should be enough. If it's not enough, you can make some more wide noodles and fry some dumplings later. That's it, hurry up and start eating."

Jiang Hao picked up a piece of vermicelli with chopsticks and said with a smile, "Grandpa, you didn't even give me a big goose leg. I'm your most beloved grandson."

Old Master Jiang was happily gnawing on the goose leg. Upon hearing this, he glanced at Jiang Hao and said seriously, "This goose leg is too big. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to eat the rest of the goose leg after you finished it, so I took some for myself. I did this so that you could have more meat. Don't be ungrateful, little guy."

Jiang Hao's mouth twitched slightly. "Grandpa, thank you so much for thinking of me, but I'll stew the goose in a couple of days. I still want to eat goose legs."

Mr. Jiang said, "Who told you that we'll be stewing goose in a few days? Really, you don't know how to live. These days, it's good enough to eat stewed goose in an iron pot once a year. After this one, don't even think about the next time."

Jiang Hao chewed his paw and blinked doubtfully, "Grandpa, are you really my grandpa? Why do I not believe what you said?"

Old Master Jiang nodded and said in a very serious tone, "Really, Grandpa is not lying to you. I promise that I won't stew geese again within a month."

Jiang Hao was even more surprised to hear this. The old man was not one to let his master down. Logically speaking, only half of the goose was stewed today, and there was no way the other half would be left uneaten for more than a week.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hao tilted his head and looked at Old Mrs. Jiang.