Chapter 159: Not presentable
Zhan Lang looked at his mother and said, "People call my mother Sister Su, so shouldn't I call her Auntie?"
Gu Dong and the others stopped calling her Grandma Su and started calling her Aunt Su.
Zhan Beifang looked at his wife and asked, "How can you have the nerve to let someone call you sister?"
Su Yun didn't like what she heard. "Do you think I'm old?"
The tone was slightly cool.
Zhan Beifang: "..."
This was a life-threatening question, so in order to avoid having to sleep on the sofa at night, he chose not to answer it.
Zhan Lang chuckled. No matter how high his father's rank was in the army, he would still be timid in front of his mother.
"Laugh, laugh, laugh. How dare you go and eat other people's food for free when it's not a festival?" Zhan Beifang said to his son in annoyance.
Zhan Lang: "I'm not eating their food for free, I'm exchanging it for the fish I caught."
Aunt Bai, the nanny, came out of the kitchen wiping her hands and said deliberately, "Xiao Lang has caught a bucket of fish for the boss, more than twenty of them."
Xiao Yu was just the wife of a deputy regimental commander under their division commander. Xiao Lang wanted to go to her house for dinner, which meant he thought highly of her. She really had the nerve to accept the offer.
In order to catch more fish, Xiaolang would only go home for dinner after he had caught a little.
Aunt Bai felt a little uncomfortable when she saw that her child, who had grown up eating meals cooked by herself, had to catch so many fish in exchange for meals cooked by a young wife from the countryside.
When Zhan Beifang heard that his son had traded fish, and had traded quite a lot of fish, he had nothing to say.
Zhan Lang rubbed his round belly and said, "But I still got the better deal. The value of the twenty fish I caught is far less than the bowl of noodles and soup Aunt Yu made."
Aunt Bai raised her voice and said, "If you take twenty fish, Xiao Yu will give you a bowl of noodles and a bowl of soup, right?"
Zhan Lang didn't hear the hidden meaning in Aunt Bai's words, "That's not just a bowl of noodles, it's crayfish noodles!"
"Fragrant stir-fried crayfish, topped with springy hand-rolled noodles. Mix thoroughly until every noodle is coated in the crayfish sauce. One bite and you'd be hard-pressed to trade it for a bowl of shark's fin or abalone."
Aunt Bai: “…”
Is it that delicious?
Even shark fin and abalone are not changed.
Her ancestors were royal chefs who actually cooked shark fin and abalone. She had also seen shark fin and abalone when she was young.
Commander Zhan was already craving crayfish after hearing his son's words. He swallowed his saliva and asked curiously, "Can we buy crayfish here?"
That's something from the sea, and it's very rare in their inland areas.
Only big cities like Beijing and Haishi have a small supply.
"It's not the kind of crayfish we know. It's the giant worm from the river outside our military compound..."
Before Zhan Lang could finish his words, Aunt Bai shouted, "How can you eat that? It's a pest in the paddy field."
She also farmed in the countryside for a period of time, so she knew about the Ao Chong.
Zhan Lang frowned. "Aunt Yu said that's also called crayfish, and it's edible. It's from the same family as the crayfish we know, and some people even farm it in the Northeast."
This was what Aunt Yu told him after dinner when she heard him say that crayfish tasted better than the big lobsters he had eaten in Beijing.
"Except for the smaller meat, the taste and texture are similar to the crayfish we eat in Beijing. But the crayfish cooked by Aunt Yu is much more delicious than the crayfish we eat in Beijing."
After hearing this, Su Yun nodded and said, "Xiao Yu knows quite a lot."
"I heard Aunt Yu say that the educated youth from Northeast China in their village told her about it, and then she figured out some ways to eat it. Mom, Aunt Yu's crayfish noodles are really delicious. If you eat them, you will feel that all the noodles you ate before were wasted."
Su Yun thought for a moment and said, "Now that I have a chance, I must give it a try."
She liked the amber walnuts Xiao Yu gave her very much and finished them in just two days.
Seeing that she liked it, Sister Bai tried to buy some walnuts and make it herself, but the result was nothing like the one Xiao Yu made.
Aunt Bai was picking her fingers hard. Xiao Lang had always said that he loved the hand-rolled noodles with soybean paste made by her, and he also said that her noodles were the best.
But he only ate the noodles made by the country girl once, and then he said that all the noodles he had eaten before were in vain.
Aunt Bai felt very upset.
Zhan Lang seemed to have thought of something. "Mom, isn't Dad's fiftieth birthday coming up in a couple of days? Won't the uncles and aunts come over to celebrate with him then? We'll have to host two tables at home, and Aunt Bai can't handle it alone. Why not ask Aunt Yu to come and help cook a few dishes?"
Aunt Yu’s noodles are so delicious, so other dishes must be even better.
He wanted to eat more delicious dishes made by Aunt Yu, so he thought of his father's birthday.
Uncle Yang from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau is his father’s old comrade-in-arms. When the time comes, he can ask Uncle Yang about the policies for opening a restaurant.
Hearing her son say this, Su Yun was somewhat tempted.
Aunt Bai was anxious. In the past, she was the only one who organized the banquet for the teacher's birthday. This time of year was also her highlight moment.
Everyone who comes to eat here will praise her cooking for being delicious.
She would never allow anyone to take away her glory.
Although, she felt that the dishes cooked by a country girl who only knew how to cook heavy-flavored home-cooked meals would definitely not be as good as her own.
"I can handle it, so there's no need to ask for help."
Su Yun thought for a moment and said, "This year is different from previous years. There should be more people coming. It's also the 50th birthday, so I'm afraid there will be more than two tables, maybe three."
After all, it’s not like previous years, when it was so messy and no one dared to move around.
"I can ask my sister to help," Aunt Bai said immediately. "My sister also learned from my father and can cook a few dishes. She can definitely host the master's birthday banquet in a decent way."
"We can ask Xiao Yu to help with the cooking, but the people we're celebrating our teacher's birthday are all well-known figures. Country people cook dishes that are greasy and spicy to go well with rice. I'm afraid the guests won't be used to the food and think we don't value them."
She almost said out loud that the dishes Yu Hui cooked were not good enough to be served.
Su Yun glanced at Aunt Bai and frowned slightly.
Division Commander Zhan waved his hand. "They don't have those particulars. In the past, when the fighting was tough, they even ate tree bark. In the winter, when they were short of food and clothing, they just wanted a bowl of hot, spicy soup."
As he spoke, Commander Zhan recalled those difficult years.
We have all experienced hardship, so we are not so particular about food.
"Then do you agree, Dad?" Zhan Lang asked.
Division Commander Zhan smiled and said, "Why would I disagree with this? I'm just worried that Xiaoyu might not want to come."
Zhan Lang patted his chest and said, "I'll go and invite Aunt Yu. She will definitely come. When we're done cooking, Mom, you can give Aunt Yu a big red envelope."
Su Yun smiled and said okay.
Aunt Bai was almost biting her teeth as she thought to herself that she must cook a few famous dishes to surpass Yu Hui's.
Let the teacher and his wife know that it was a mistake for them to ask Yu Hui to help prepare the banquet.
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