Chapter 197: Self-reliance or Mutual Benefit and Assistance
If he hadn't cared about his own face, he would have wanted to follow his son's example and grab it directly with his hands.
There was a table full of dishes in front of him, and he loved every single one of them. He didn't even have time to drink the lychee wine, fearing that if he was a little slow, he would miss out on a bite.
Sang Yu's table of dishes, although not prepared with 100% sincerity, at least took everyone into consideration.
The side dishes that are suitable for drinking, the sweet fried meatballs, the soft and chewy tofu, the combination of meat and vegetables, will not make people feel too greasy or too light.
When the large plate of steamed buns, flower rolls and flatbreads that have been warmed in the pot is served on the table, it is even more enjoyable to eat them with a bite of flatbread and a bite of vegetable.
There were twelve dishes on the table, and they were eaten up by ten people in one go. The whole table looked as if it had been cleared out, even the bones of the beggar's chicken had been chewed.
There are only a few steamed buns and flatbreads left, which I really can’t eat anymore.
Seeing this, Sang Yu was both happy and worried that someone might not have eaten enough, so she hurriedly asked, "There are some steamed buns and flower rolls left in the kitchen. How about I heat them up and bring them over?"
"Burp, stop," Zhao Hu wanted to speak up to stop him, but before he could finish his words, he burped, "I really can't eat anymore."
Zhao Hu had never eaten so full in his life. He felt that the food had reached his throat and he would vomit it out if he took another bite.
As expected, Brother Sang did not bluff him. Anyone who tasted the cooking skills of the young lady of the Sang family would applaud and praise her.
Sang Yu turned her inquiring gaze to the others. Everyone she stared at was holding their stomachs and shaking their heads, all of them were full.
A roast suckling pig weighing nearly 20 pounds, a pot of salted fish and tofu soup, plus more than 20 steamed buns and flatbreads, not to mention the 10 people at the table, young and old, who were all stuffed.
Even if we replace them with ten big men, it would still be a tough job.
Seeing that they didn't seem to refuse, Sang Yu didn't force them and slowly rubbed her stomach. She was a little full after eating.
Although he said he was full and couldn't eat any more, Zhao Hu's eyes never left the pancake.
After taking a break and feeling that he could still eat a little, he silently picked up a piece of pancake, broke off a little bit with his hands, and put it into his mouth bit by bit.
Sang Yu made this pancake very well, with just the right timing. The bottom part of the pancake that was stuck to the edge of the pot was roasted until crispy, and the lower half was soaked in fish soup.
One bite feels like drinking a big mouthful of fish soup, and if you take a small bite, you can taste the wheat aroma of the flour itself. Each has its own flavor.
Someone took the lead and others followed suit. Xie Qiujin and Zhang Pingchun shared a piece of cake and ate it bit by bit.
The last bit of food left on the table was eaten up by everyone, and there was nothing left to eat.
It was time for chatting after dinner, but everyone was drowsy and had to get up and walk in the yard or outside the door. They were really exhausted.
Sang Yongjing and Zhao Hu walked together by the stream, chatting idly.
Zhao Hu suddenly asked, "Brother Sang, I'm a straightforward person and don't like to talk much. Just tell me what's going on. Your young lady saved Bao'er. As long as you ask, I will do my best to see it through."
He has been in the meat business for many years, and even if he is stupid, he can learn something from it.
The butcher was not welcomed anywhere. Countless people in the village had eaten the pig offal he gave them, but they still looked down on him.
But the Sang family, a former upper-class family from the capital, actually took the initiative to invite them to dinner and treated them politely and warmly.
Anyone who thinks about it would know that there must be something else going on. He doesn't think he is a smart person and can't figure out those complicated things, so he just points it out directly.
As the saying goes, saving a life is like giving birth to a new life. If his Baoer had not been rescued by the young lady of the Sang family, he would not be as lively and energetic as he is now.
Just for the sake of saving his life, he had to agree to the Sang family's request. As long as it was not murder or arson, he would agree to it.
Sang Yongjing obviously didn't expect him to say such a thing suddenly. He was stunned for a moment and then smiled awkwardly: "Haha, what are you talking about, brother? It's nothing serious."
He wanted to put the matter behind him first. It was unreasonable to ask someone to do something right after a meal.
Unfortunately, Zhao Hu was unwilling to continue what he said. He immediately stopped and stood still.
"Brother Sang, I'm serious. As long as it's not murder or arson, I will definitely do it for you."
The two of them suddenly stood still by the river. Sang Yu, who was taking the two children for a walk in front of the door to help digest their food, keenly noticed that the atmosphere between the two was not right.
She entrusted the two children to Sang Xingjia and walked over there.
Seeing Sang Yu coming from afar, Sang Yongjing felt as if he had been pardoned. He took three or two steps forward, walked forward with her, and briefly told her what had happened.
When Sang Yu walked in front of Zhao Hu, he already knew the whole story.
After a brief moment of thought, she took the initiative to speak, "Uncle Zhao, we do have something to ask of you, but it's not about forcing a favor on ourselves. It's about mutual benefit and mutual assistance."
Since Zhao Hu has already exposed this superficial excuse, if he continues to pretend to be ignorant, he will offend the other party. It is better to lay things out and explain things clearly.
After all, she had no intention of deceiving the other party from the beginning. She just wanted to wait until the relationship between the two sides was closer before discussing this matter, and there was also a basis of trust.
After hearing her speak, Sang Yongjing said nothing and stood behind her like a door god.
It was not until this moment that Zhao Hu realized that the elder brother Sang next to Sang Yu was the head of the Sang family on the surface, but in fact the real person in charge of the Sang family was the young lady Sang in front of him.
He nodded slightly and asked, "Oh? How about mutual benefit and mutual assistance?"
"I originally wanted to wait until our two families were more familiar with each other before discussing this matter. By then, we would know each other well and it would be safer to talk about this matter."
Sang Yu spoke sincerely, and she continued, "But since you've asked, Uncle Zhao, I'll be frank. I have a way to completely remove that fishy smell from pork..."
Having said this, she stopped talking and just looked at Zhao Hu with a smile without saying a word.
When Zhao Hu heard her say "completely remove the fishy smell", he felt his eyebrows jump violently, and his originally stern face became even more serious.
"Are you telling the truth?"
His first reaction was to question it, but then he immediately thought of the way the other party processed the suckling pig, and inexplicably believed it about 70% to 80%, but he still had some doubts.
As a butcher, others may not understand how big the market for pork is or how great the demand is, but he knows it best.
The rich and powerful disliked pork because it was smelly, had bad living habits, and was dirty everywhere, and they thought it was cheap meat.
But for ordinary people, pork is definitely one of the most cost-effective sources of meat they can buy.
Now, he can sell two whole heads of this kind of pork with a fishy smell every day. If he can completely remove the fishy smell, then...
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