Chapter 220 Boiling in water

Author: Half of the west wind and half of the sand

Chapter 220 Boiling in water

In this way, from picking intestines and cutting meat, Da Qizi made a round one by himself, and a group of women just started to fight.

Ji Donglai was very surprised. Zhao Shuying, who usually gives people the feeling of being unstuck by mud, also helped, smiling throughout the whole process, and it was obvious that the other party liked this atmosphere very much.

The traditional Northeast pig-killing dish is a good dish that can be killed by the north and south, including blood sausage, liang bone, boiled white meat, stewed vegetables, pork liver, and stir-fried pork lungs.

The pork started to be put into the pot, and Ding Aixing and others had already roasted the pig's heads. According to Ji Donglai's request, they directly split the pig's heads in half and then threw them into another big pot.

The pig's trotters, pig's tails, and everything was cooked with an alcohol lamp and threw them into the pot. Ginger, cooking wine, soy sauce, star anise, and all kinds of fishy removal things were thrown into it.

"Boss, I didn't realize that you work at home. We thought you only children didn't work at home!"

Da Qizi watched Ji Donglai and his children busy with pig heads. At this time, the children had prepared small iron pots, sugar and tin foils according to Ji Donglai's requirements, and they were all ready to store them, just waiting for the pig heads to be smoked out of the pot.

"I rarely work at home, and I just follow my grandparents and my parents. I am over 20 years old and don't have that much support. My family's conditions are actually average. Otherwise, can I choose such an industry? Isn't it good for me to choose finance? How good is it to count money all day?"

Ji Dong said a gesture of counting money at the other party, and his focused expression was just like he was really rich in front of him, which made everyone laugh.

The stove was welded quickly in the riveting and welding workshop. The two sheep thighs had a large number of meat skewers. The spokes in the scrap pile were the most suitable for making brazers. This time, Ji Donglai wanted to go on the skewers by himself, but they were pushed away by four female welders.

"You can't master the timing well, let's do it!"

Each of the four people sat in front of the stove with a bottle of beer, from raw carbon to finally roasting, the other party was very professional.

A large pot of braised rice, a bundle of green onions are placed in front of a long table, and a Northeast sauce is served with two large pots of fire and steamed buns, which are specialized in Central China.

Ji Donglai and his group are descendants of Northeastern people. When eating, they focus on white rice. Local workers are all burnt or big steamed buns.

Even if they eat boiled white meat, the locals would cut the big steamed buns into half and eat them. In the previous stage, Liu Yupeng mailed Ji Donglai a large jar of chili oil. Ji Donglai had never been willing to eat it, and this time he contributed it.

"Uh, Sister Zhao, is Ji from Guizhou or Sichuan? from Hunan?"

What shocked Ji Donglai was that Zhao Shuying broke the steamed buns apart and rolled meat. She rolled it with a certain chili oil, the red one, covered it with a layer, and then ate it with it.

"Why do you say that?"

Zhao Shuying ate a bite of steamed bun, ate a bite of bloody tofu, and looked back at Ji Donglai.

"The first time I saw eating chili, girls..."

Ji Donglai grinned, and was embarrassed to say the following words.

"At worst, the butt hurts. Who knows who hurts? You can still help when it hurts. If it doesn't hurt, you can pick it up and show it to you..."

"coax!"

"Hahaha……"

No one expected that Zhao Shuying, who was serious on weekdays, would have such a side. A group of people suddenly laughed so hard that they could fall back and forth. Several people pointed at Ji Donglai with chopsticks and criticized him.

"You want to know? Boss, you can ask for everything!"

"That's right, I think I'm going to say that if I eat too much, I'll just say that I can't give you two money. Is our God of Wealth apart from money? Is it Sister Zhao?"

"I'm so stingy. I was reluctant to take it out a few days ago. Eat more Sister Zhao. You can take it away and eat it later. We will make the decision for you, hahaha..."

At the beginning of Zhao Shuying, everyone also began to let go. Ji Donglai was so angry that he hurriedly surrendered with both hands, thinking that these married women really dare not provoke them, and they might ruin your views.

The meal started at 2 pm and continued until after get off work. Those who had work went back to work, and those who had no work could drink it. Ji Donglai prepared sufficient ingredients for these people.

Ji Donglai's smoked pig heads came up the latest. They cooked for three hours and smoked in the pot for thirty minutes. The taste was not mentioned.

Half of the skewers were eaten by four female workers, and Zhao Shuying and Sun Li ate dozens of skewers. When Ji Donglai's smoked pig head came up, no one would eat the mutton skewers immediately.

"It's so delicious, the boss knows how to eat!"

"Well, it's so delicious. The first time I ate it like this. I used to smoke roast chicken. It turns out that pork head meat can be eaten like this, so I'll take it!"

The pig-killing vegetables just now have enough to make these people popular. Now with smoked pig heads, all the workers eat more enthusiastically. Several female workers focus on pig hooves. Ji Donglai was a man of two lives and didn’t know where pig hooves were better than pig head meat.

At one dinner, I drank a total of thirty boxes of beer alone and six barrels of liquor. Fortunately, the factory is harmonious enough and there is no displeasure when eating.

The next day, he killed the sheep. This time Ji Donglai chose the meal time at noon. The steaming mutton soup and delicious skewers were served, which made everyone stand up.

"The boss is so bad. Who can burp with pork on top and stew with mutton on top..."

"That's right, you can eat it for two months! Now I can't eat it anymore, so many kebabs have not been grilled yet!"

A group of workers ate skewers in the yard at noon, which felt very sour and refreshing. May in Hebei is not particularly hot, but it does not mean it is not hot.

The fragrant grilled skewers, delicious mutton soup, and casual beer, the lung leaves that a group of people almost floated up.

Seeing so many delicious foods that could not be eaten, a group of women began to complain about Ji Donglai, including Zhao Shuying. Ji Donglai was so angry that he thought that no matter how high his education was, he was a group of gossip.

Zhao Shuying originally wanted to go to the Dragon Boat Festival to ask for the account, but was stopped by Ji Donglai. At least, letting others celebrate the festival.

Bringing a leg of lamb, Ji Donglai handed over the factory to his group of powerful men and went back to his hometown by himself.

"I have been away for so long and there is no information at all. This little woman is so heartless!"

After taking a look at the phone, Cui Mingyan had been away for so long and had no information. Ji Donglai shook his head and drove the car back to his yard. It happened that Ning Caiyun came out and hurried over to pick up Ji Donglai's things.

"All the May Day things are ready, why are you bringing this? How many days can you stay here when you come back?"

He reached out to help Ji Donglai clean up the dandruff on his clothes, and Ning Caiyun hurriedly poured water for his son.

"Can you stay for four or five days? Mom, have you closed the audio and video store?"

Ji Dong looked at the pile of things in his warehouse, which were thrown in the audio and video store before.

(End of this chapter)
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