"What?!"
Upon hearing this, Pan Tiezhu's mouth formed an "o" shape, his eyes widened, and he stood there speechless.
This really frightened him.
I just said it casually, I didn't expect Uncle Zhang to take it seriously...
Why!
Pan Tiezhu sighed deeply. He knew he couldn't escape now; Uncle Zhang was determined to invite him to stay for dinner.
Actually, it's good to stay; you can still enjoy the culinary skills of a five-star chef.
After comforting himself, Pan Tiezhu looked at Zhang Zhihua.
"Alright then, I'm in for a treat today!"
......
After the matter was settled, Zhang Zhihua accompanied Pan Tiezhu to load all the side dishes into the van.
Just as they were about to leave, Zhang Zhihua spoke up.
"Xiao Pan, did you forget your lunchbox?"
Upon hearing this, Pan Tiezhu's face froze instantly.
Because it suddenly occurred to him.
The meal in the car now isn't a weight-loss meal at all; it also includes braised pork, a high-calorie food...
Pan Tiezhu now deeply regrets his actions; if it weren't for his series of brilliant moves, he wouldn't have ended up in this situation.
"Hahaha!" He laughed awkwardly, patting his head. "Look, how could I have forgotten about that?"
He reluctantly took the insulated box out of the car.
"Let's go, Uncle Zhang, let's have dinner at your house!"
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Zhang Zhihua led Pan Tiezhu home, greeted the old lady, and then went to the kitchen to cook.
The old lady was delighted to see Pan Tiezhu; she loved chubby boys like him.
She hobbled over to Pan Tiezhu with her crutches, touched his little face, and said with a smile.
"My child, I never imagined you'd grow up so much!"
Pan Tiezhu was also quite filial, so he got up and helped the old lady up.
"Grandma, let's sit down and chat. I feel bad if you stand there."
The old lady smiled slightly, revealing her few remaining large teeth.
"well!"
The old lady was an outgoing person and always liked to chat with three or five people.
They usually love to talk about their conflicts with their daughter-in-law, how filial their son is, how well their grandchildren do in school, or gossip about the village.
They kept talking about the same few things.
However, this time, the topic she discussed with Pan Tiezhu was different.
The old lady was truly grateful to Pan Tiezhu for buying all the vegetables from her house.
You need to know.
Even if you hike down the mountain and set up your stall at six or seven in the morning, you might not be able to sell all the vegetables, and in the end, you'll still waste them.
He wanted to give it away, but he didn't know where to send it. The villagers didn't need it, and his son and grandson were in big cities a thousand kilometers away.
After all that, all that food left is going to go to waste...
This saddened the old lady, as she was a person from the old era, and "thrift and frugality" were ingrained in her bones.
Pan Tiezhu bought all the vegetables from the house, not only getting the money but also not wasting any of the vegetables.
A win-win situation!
During this conversation, the old lady talked to Pan Tiezhu about the food street.
As times progress, she is quite curious about these new things.
She never thought of it.
This rugged hill could one day be transformed into a bustling tourist attraction.
......
"Here it is, dinner's ready~~~"
Half an hour later, Zhang Zhihua came out carrying a pot of pork rib and corn soup and placed it on the dining table.
The vegetables I cooked tonight were pre-cut, so all I had to do was stir-fry them, and it was done in no time.
Pan Tiezhu stood up, intending to help, but Zhang Zhihua stopped him.
"Sit down!"
"You are a guest today, so there's no reason for a guest to be served food. Please sit down and eat."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the kitchen. Perhaps thinking of something, he turned back to look at Pan Tiezhu and patted him on the shoulder.
"Your Uncle Zhang is cooking today, so eat something. Don't worry, Uncle Zhang's cooking is always delicious!"
Pan Tiezhu stared blankly for a moment, then nodded and hummed in agreement.
Soon, Zhang Zhihua brought out all the dishes he had prepared that day.
Corn and pork rib soup, stir-fried beef with yellow peppers, pickled fish, coconut chicken, and green vegetables with oyster sauce.
Four dishes and one soup.
These would all be considered signature dishes in a restaurant.
His mother always boasted to the villagers about how delicious her cooking was, and this time she finally had a chance to show off her skills.
Zhang Zhihua is very confident in his cooking skills.
Right now.
He could already picture Pan Tiezhu's surprised expression after eating the dishes.
Zhang Zhihua chuckled to himself, "Kid, you'll see once you try it!"
......
At the dining table.
Zhang Zhihua served Pan Tiezhu a bowl of steaming rice and said with a smile:
"Xiao Pan, you can eat my cooking today. Give me your weight-loss meal; nothing tastes as good as mine!"
"Don't worry, I won't tell your boss."
Pan Tiezhu's lips twitched upon hearing this, thinking: No way, are you kidding me...?
Actually, he still preferred the food Yu Hui cooked.
Even though Uncle Zhang is a master chef and his dishes are very fragrant, they still seem bland in comparison to Yu Hui's cooking.
"Uncle Zhang, you cooked such a delicious meal, I'd feel bad if you didn't come and eat it," Pan Tiezhu said.
Actually, he had a different thought in his mind.
Robber, put down my lunchbox!
His eyes were fixed on the lunchbox in Zhang Zhihua's hand, a hint of longing in them.
"It's alright, Uncle's used to eating his own cooking, he just occasionally eats a low-fat meal..."
As Zhang Zhihua spoke, he opened the insulated box.
Before he could finish speaking, he smelled a rich fragrance.
"What smells so good?"
"It looks like braised pork..."
Zhang Zhihua thought to himself, "This doesn't taste like the food I cook."
He took a deep sniff and realized that the fragrance was coming from the insulated box.
Zhang Zhihua glanced into the insulated box subconsciously and realized that it was not a weight loss meal at all, but a home-cooked meal, and most importantly, it contained braised pork!
This is high-calorie food; you'll definitely gain weight after eating it.
What the heck?
You call this a weight-loss meal?
He stared wide-eyed at Pan Tiezhu without uttering a sound.
Silence speaks louder than words.
Could you explain this to me?
Pan Tiezhu seemed to understand Zhang Zhihua's expression. He swallowed hard and explained in a low voice.
"Uncle Zhang, this isn't a weight-loss meal, but I didn't lie about my boss telling me to lose weight. If you don't believe me, look at the portion size; it's really very small."
Zhang Zhihua glanced at it and saw that the portion was indeed very small, but he didn't intend to make things difficult for Pan Tiezhu.
So we skipped that topic.
"Was your boss a chef before?" Zhang Zhihua asked.
He's a master chef, so he naturally knows how difficult it is to make braised pork.
He could tell at a glance that this was not a dish that an ordinary street vendor could cook.
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