Chapter 482: Meaty Smell
Zhou Silang finally agreed, mainly because Manbao would not leave without buying it.
After tying the iron pot onto his back, Zhou Silang was still worried, "If Dad asks, will I just say you insisted on buying it?"
"Fourth brother, I've already offended Dad a lot recently, why don't you take the blame this time?"
Zhou Silang was depressed, "Dad will beat me."
"Dad will beat me too."
"That won't happen."
"I feel like it."
Neither the brother nor the sister could convince the other, and when they drove the ox cart back home, Old Zhou was not at home!
Zhou Silang carried the iron pot into the kitchen like a thief, and decided to keep it secret as long as possible, until his sister-in-law cooked delicious dishes in the iron pot for dinner.
Zhou Erlang looked at it, shook his head and smiled, and asked the children to move all the things off the ox cart.
Manbao has already gone to look for his mother and sisters-in-law with a bag of jewelry.
All the women in the family were gathered in the main room. Wutou and Liutou were sitting opposite each other in each other's arms, playing with each other. They were whispering to each other and no one knew what they were saying.
Qian was pulling the hemp rope and Zhou Xi was helping her.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, they had to pay taxes. They had enough linen to hand over, but not much for their own use. It happened that they had extra linen this year, and since they had nothing to do anyway, they sorted out the linen yarn and weaved it into cloth. Then they could buy new clothes for their children next year.
When Manbao took out boxes and gave them to them, everyone, including Qian, smiled slightly, knowing that the child had gone to the city to buy gifts.
They were still wondering what it was, but when they opened it, everyone was stunned.
The Fengs didn't expect Manbao to be so generous and actually bought them silver bracelets. They subconsciously turned their heads to look at their mother-in-law, and saw something orange in her box, which was obviously different from theirs.
Feng and the others opened their mouths wide, and then turned to look at Qian, and saw that there was also a gold bracelet in her box.
The sisters-in-law couldn't help but look at Zhou Xi, and found that Zhou Xi's box contained the same silver bracelets as theirs. Feng and He were convinced. Their first thought was, would their father-in-law confiscate their bracelets when he came back?
Feng swallowed and asked Manbao in a low voice: "Manbao, did you buy anything for Dad?"
Manbao thought of the big piece of meat that had been carried into the kitchen and nodded affirmatively, "I bought it."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Even Qian smiled as she closed the box and asked, "What did you buy for your father?"
"I bought a lot of meat, sister-in-law, you can make braised pork for dinner. Dad will definitely like it."
Qian fell silent, and her daughters-in-law also fell silent.
Manbao scratched his face, "What's wrong?"
Qian sighed worriedly, reached out and touched Manbao's little head, and asked, "Have you bought any for your brothers?"
Manbao said worriedly, "Should I buy it for my brothers? It will cost a lot of money. I might as well wait until I make a lot of money and buy it for my brothers next time."
Qian tapped her forehead and said, "Now you are just like your father."
Qian thought for a moment and said to Xiao Qian, "Go to the kitchen and see how to make the braised pork."
Manbao raised his little hand and said enthusiastically: "I know, I know, I even took notes."
Manbao ran back to her room to find her little notebook. She had written down many delicious dishes she had eaten at the Bai family, and sometimes she would go to the kitchen specifically to ask the cook how to cook them.
The cook didn't hide anything and told her when she was asked.
Because, the cook who has been cooking and has taught many apprentices knows that cooking skills cannot be learned just by listening. Sometimes the taste of the dishes can be different if you teach them step by step.
Xiao Qian had never used an iron pot before, but she was naturally good at cooking. Manbao just gestured and she put the iron pot on the stove and burned it red. Feng was frightened watching from the side, but she remained calm and used two wooden sticks as chopsticks to stir the fat meat that Manbao bought into the pot.
While refining it, he felt distressed, "This is meat and oil, Manbao, does the book really say that you should refine the pot like this?"
"Right, right, right. Practice a little longer, and your food won't stick to the pan anymore. That's what the book says."
Xiao Qian slid the piece of meat that was becoming darker and darker with heartache. What she didn't expect was that after refining this piece, Manbao turned over another lotus leaf and gave her a piece of fat meat from it.
Xiao Qian: ...
Manbao said, "Sister-in-law, this is called sharpening the knife before chopping wood."
Feng was also distressed and asked, "Manbao, what should we do with this fat?"
“For the chicken?”
Feng couldn't help but envy the chicken at home, but after looking at the black piece of meat, she didn't dare to tell anyone to eat it.
Although it was a smelting pot, the aroma of meat still wafted through the house, and it was even stronger than before.
Not to mention everyone in the Zhou family, even the neighbors who lived a certain distance away from the Zhou family could smell it.
I couldn't help but sniff and followed the smell out of the house. It seemed that the smell of meat was coming from Lao Zhou's house.
The neighbors couldn't help but sigh, "How much meat must have been cooked? Uncle Jin, is he going to live like this?"
"What kind of meat is this? I've never smelled such delicious meat before."
Just then, Old Zhou came walking over with his hands behind his back, and no one knew where he came from.
The neighbors immediately stopped him and asked, "Uncle Jin, what's the happy occasion in your family? Why did you cook so much meat?"
"More than that," he said, stopping when someone happened to pass by. "I just saw your Erlang pulling a cart full of stuff back from under the big banyan tree. Hey, I wonder what good things he bought. Ah Jin, has your family made a fortune?"
Old Zhou also smelled the meaty aroma in the air and asked with a glare, "Is it coming from my house?"
Several people nodded in unison. "The smell is coming from your house. If it's not yours, how could it be Zhou Dayuan's? Is that stingy woman in his family willing to spend money on meat?"
But at this point, everyone looked at Old Zhou with suspicion, "Uncle Jin, are you willing to buy so much meat?"
"I suddenly remembered that Manbao was sitting on the ox cart. Could it be that Manbao asked me to buy this thing?"
Old Zhou was already hurrying back home, pipe in hand. The neighbors looked at his back and talked among themselves, "Could it be that Zhou Er couldn't resist eating a lot of pork, so he spent money on it?"
"The Zhou brothers are too indulgent towards Manbao. Ah Jin must be heartbroken."
In fact, Old Zhou didn't feel sad at all. As long as his daughter used the money to buy food, he wouldn't feel bad. After all, this was the right way, wasn't it?
He would be heartbroken if he spent the money on other things, such as buying toys or other miscellaneous things.
So he ran home happily, wanting to see what delicious food Manbao had bought. The smell was so fragrant that he knew it was the handiwork of the old lady.
I changed Chapter 477 because after being reminded by a fellow reader, I realized that I had forgotten about the eldest sister.
(End of this chapter)
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