Chapter 8 Cooking Together
"Hahaha, Master Xiaohu is very angry today. And rightly so, on Sundays, there are many people buying meat."
The woman in the queue behind hurried to smooth things over, and Xu Ningjun glanced at Xiaohu's master.
He held a butcher's knife in his hand, a cigarette in his mouth, and glanced at her sideways.
The butcher will reserve the best meat for those he knows well. Since there is little porridge and many monks, everyone praises the butcher.
Pork is a scarce commodity these days.
"Yes, I want half a pound of pork, thank you."
Xiao Hu glanced at the woman in front of him. "She's so skinny, yet she eats a lot. What a waste."
"I eat to grow brains, some people eat to grow flesh."
Don't argue with fools, Xu Ningjun focuses on having a good attitude.
After cutting the meat, Xiaohu put it into a bag and threw it on the table.
Pig blood splashed everywhere, and Xu Ningjun quickly took a half step back. "You didn't even weigh it, how do you know it's a pound?"
"Hey, do you want it? If not, we still want it. Master Xiaohu is very skilled. He can get a lot of it out with just a touch."
"Women are just so pretentious. It's really fucking unlucky."
In the queue behind them, several people were shouting. Queuing in this hot weather was making everyone very irritable.
Xiaohu raised his chin proudly and said, "See? If you want it or not, get out of here."
After buying the noodles, Cheng Chuan heard the noise coming from this side and squeezed into the crowd, "What's going on?"
"Brother Chuan?!"
Xiaohu raised his voice, then lowered it guiltily, "Why are you here... This can't be my sister-in-law, right? Stop arguing with me!"
The team behind fell silent for a moment, and no one dared to offend the butcher.
Meeting the man's cold, questioning gaze, Xiaohu immediately slapped himself twice.
Damn it, he bullied my sister-in-law!
"Sister-in-law, I'm a rough man, so don't take my words to heart. So, I'll give you some meat as an apology."
Xiaohu smiled and nodded, then handed the bag over with both hands.
Xu Ningjun took it and raised his hand to hit him in the face.
There was a sound of gasps behind me. Who would dare to treat the butcher like this?
Her hands were stained with blood, and she squeezed out of the crowd in disgust and found a place to wash her hands.
Pork slapped against his face, blood covered his eyes, and his nose was filled with a foul smell.
Xiaohu wiped it awkwardly and looked at Cheng Chuan, "Brother, take it and apologize to my sister-in-law and me."
"Not sister-in-law."
Cheng Chuan took the meat and went to find Xu Ningjun.
I came here to buy meat today, I can’t just say no.
She squatted down to wash her hands. Cheng Chuan walked over and squatted down as well. "He's not a bad person."
Xu Ningjun asked, "Do you know him?"
"know."
Xiaohu is also from Qingshan Village. When they were young, they often went up the mountain together.
The family couldn't afford to keep him, so they had to sell him to a pig butcher.
Learn a skill and provide for your old age.
The butcher was a rough man, and Xiaohu was influenced by him, so he became violent and arrogant.
Unexpectedly, Xiaohu went to the stall today and he forgot to follow her.
"Don't hang out with bad people. They'll lead you astray."
Xu Ningjun snorted. Now she thought everyone was a bad guy.
Cheng Chuan was in jail in his previous life, it must be their "contribution".
After saying that, she felt that since they were his friends after all, it was not nice to say that. "That's not what I meant..."
"Um."
He nodded, without anger or rebuttal, and quietly agreed to her.
She said to have less contact, so let's have less contact.
"What else do you want to buy?"
"No, go ahead."
He wanted to go see if there were any small jars for sale, but Cheng Chuan was there, so it was inconvenient, so Xu Ningjun had to give up for the time being.
It was already afternoon when the two returned. Xu Ningjun instructed Cheng Chuan to put the things in the fire room and rolled up his sleeves.
"Let me show you how I cook."
Three points of strength, seven points of bragging.
Xu Ningjun knows how to cook it, and it was his mother who taught him before he went to the countryside.
"Learn to cook so you won't starve. Put oil in first. Oh my silly daughter, you won't be able to get married."
She got bored as she kept trying, and finally managed to learn it, but the dishes she made all tasted the same.
It’s harmless, confidence is the pinnacle.
Xu Ningjun picked up the vegetable and handed it to the person next to him, "Cut it. I want small pieces of pork, evenly sized."
Cheng Chuan originally planned to put it down and leave, but after hearing this, he washed his hands and cut vegetables.
He had been working since he was young, and he was good at these things. The regular sound of chopping vegetables could be heard from the fire room.
Today Xu Ningjun planned to make braised pork rice, but unfortunately he didn’t buy any eggs. Braised pork rice tastes best with eggs.
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