People die for money, birds die for food, there is such a person, the desire for food is definitely more than the pity for life.

Qin Ze felt that Cheng Huailiang and Wang Fu were this kind of people, it was hard for you to imagine that the two people who didn't dare to enter the door yesterday were now squatting behind the interstitial screen in the middle of the courtyard with Erhu, holding a big bowl and eating.

As for Qin Ze, he kept pulling noodles. There's no way that these three guys have eaten almost two liters of noodles as if they haven't eaten. One liter is 1.5 kilograms, and all three people ate three catties of noodles at this meeting, which is not counting two catties of pork.

In the past, the story was about who was eclipse and fighting rice, Qin Ze didn't believe it, but now looking at the performance of the three people, Qin Ze felt that it was definitely possible.

Both hands were sore, and there was a stomach full of gas, and he deliberately threw the noodles on the panel to "crackle". But there was no reaction from there, and they still plunged into the bowl and slurred and ate.

Qin Ze doesn't understand, if you are a second-generation official and a second-generation richer, you will not feel uncomfortable if you squat on the ground to eat with a subordinate.

And didn't your second tiger say that he was his own subordinate? Have you ever seen someone in a family holding a bowl and eating the food cooked by their own young master, and they still dislike their young master's slow cooking.

What the hell is this world? Tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the young master of Dou Da had nothing to eat?

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt, so I turned around and looked at my second tiger with a big eye, and yelled: "Look at what your young master is doing, don't you go to the pot to add two handfuls of firewood."

Whoever has worked hard for most of the day, but has not eaten a bite, and the mood will not be too good.

Erhu smiled, knowing that his young master was in a bad mood now, so he obediently went to the side to add firewood to the pot.

"Erhu, do you know where there is a blacksmith in the workshop?" Looking at the three-legged copper pot, Qin Ze muttered, this thing is completely a small ding. The point is that copper is a heavy metal, although not as toxic as mercury and chromium. But if you eat too much, something will definitely happen.

And with the current level of science and technology, how can Qin Ze rest assured that he can use such an impure copper pot. It's okay to cook things, the temperature is not too high. If you fry it directly, it is estimated that it will be enough to choke. It would be hilarious if I got food poisoning that day.

"There are a few blacksmith shops on West Street, I don't know why the young master is looking for them?" Erhu threw a few firewood into the pot and asked curiously.

"Make a pot!" Qin Ze replied angrily, turned around and threw the noodles into the pot.

At this time, Cheng Huailiang took the bowl again, entered the kitchen, and glanced at the noodles that were still cooking. Curiously, he stirred the boiling rice in the pot on the other side.

This food does not taste like mutton, and the taste is better than that of chicken. This made Cheng Huailiang a little curious, how could there be such delicious meat, but he didn't know.

Immediately, he opened his mouth at Qin Ze and asked, "Brother Qin, what kind of meat are you cooking in this pot?"

"Pork." Qin Ze was stunned for a moment, then reacted and continued: "It's pig meat."

"Impossible." Cheng Huailiang vetoed it, scooped out a spoonful of pork from the pot in disbelief, looked at it carefully, threw a few more pieces into his mouth, and chewed hard.

In the end, he said with some sighs: "It is said that pig meat is poor, how can it be so delicious?"

Qin Ze knew what Cheng Huailiang meant, pork was not a mainstream meat before the Qing Dynasty. It can even be said to be an extremely poor meat.

In the Hongmen banquet, Xiang Yu gave Fan Xu a pig's leg, which was more of a humiliation, of course, Qin Ze also admired this guy who could eat pork raw. There are some nematodes in the pork, if you don't cook it and eat it in the stomach, it's not delicious?

The ancients have always had a saying: "The Son of Heaven eats too strongly, cattle, sheep and pigs are all three, the princes eat cattle, the Qing eats sheep, the doctor eats pigs, the scholars eat fish, and the people eat vegetables."

In other words, only cattle and sheep are the highest-level meat, and pork is completely influential. It's like dog meat not being on the table, and it's in a very awkward position.

So now Cheng Huailiang heard Qin Ze say that he was eating pork, and he felt incredible.

"This is pork pork, which is not only delicious but also extremely cheap. However, it also depends on the method, as long as it is done well, it is not only delicious to cook, but also delicious to stir-fry. Qin Ze was very satisfied with Cheng Huailiang's reaction, as a senior dick, when he thought that these second-generation officials had never even eaten pork, he immediately felt a sense of comfort in his heart.

"Hmph, what about the second generation of officials, how about the second generation of rich, even the king of heaven Lao Tzu Li Er has never eaten it!"

Cheng Huailiang frowned, feeling more and more that Qin Ze was mysterious, and some words always popped out of his mouth that he didn't understand at all, but he was able to say it reasonably. After thinking about it and shaking his head, the food is current, everything is not to be discussed.

It took half an hour of busy work, and it took three liters of flour and four catties of pork to feed a few people.

Even Qin Ze himself ate two bowls, so that several people sat in the courtyard, basking in the sun motionlessly.

"You have fulfilled the wish of the second tiger and obtained a little wish value, and the current wish is worth sixteen points." The system read out Qin Ze's results without emotion, and it also made Qin Ze not have the slightest temper.

instructed Erhu to find a blacksmith, and this time the other party walked in directly. There was no fear at all, which made Qin Ze a little baffled.

Of course, Wang Laohan said that he was not afraid, it was impossible, and since he stepped into this house, his eyes have been looking around. The reason why I was able to follow in was because of the twenty coins I was carrying in my arms.

His own business is getting worse and worse, and when someone makes such a generous move, he directly stuffs himself with twenty yuan, and he feels that it is worth breaking through.

The Second Tiger's approach was still successful, at least Qin Ze felt very relieved to see that the other party could step here.

still roughly drew the shape of the iron pot on the ground, so that Wang Laohan could take a closer look. This thing is much simpler than a chair, so it didn't take much to explain, and Wang Laohan said that there was no problem.

Cheng Huailiang, who was listening on the side, also came up curiously. Hearing Qin Ze say that this thing was used for stir-frying, he immediately said to Wang Laohan as soon as his eyes turned: "Go back and give me ten iron pots, and send them to the Cheng Mansion on the other side, and say that it was the second son of the Cheng family who asked for it."

Qin Ze's bowl of noodles successfully captured Cheng Huailiang's heart. Now I heard that there are special cooking utensils, how can I let it go, and the next mouth is ten iron pots.

Happiness came too suddenly, and Wang Laohan was speechless with excitement for a while. Although ten iron pots can't make much money, as long as they have a relationship with Cheng Fu, they will have a reputation when they go out in the future.

When the time comes to brag with others, you can also point to Cheng Fu and straighten your waist: "The iron pot of Cheng's family is made by the old man."

The more I thought about it, the more comfortable I felt, and I almost didn't kneel down at the moment to thank Cheng Huailiang. Fortunately, Cheng Huailiang was quick and helped the other party up. said: "Why should the old man be like this, the Cheng family is a military general, and there are not so many rules and regulations." When the time comes, I will go directly to the housekeeper of Chengfu and ask for consistent money, so I will say that I said it. ”

It was consistent again, and Qin Ze and Wang Fu were shocked when they heard it. This girl doesn't treat money as money too much, although the Tang Dynasty is expensive. But an iron pot is only a dozen wen at most, this guy is good, one mouth is a thousand wen.

Of course, Qin Ze would not know that his own subordinates also threw out twenty Wen casually.

Where is Wang Laohan willing to ask for so much, and he refuses again and again. Qin Ze simply opened his mouth and said, "Uncle, don't say more. Only you can make this thing, and if you feel that you can't get over it, you can count my two iron pots into it. ”

If you can save it, you will save it, and it will also let Wang Laohan take this money with peace of mind. Sure enough, hearing Qin Ze say this, Wang Laohan also knew that the other party was giving him a step, so he immediately said goodbye with a high spirit, saying that he would go back immediately to start.

When Wang Laohan left, Cheng Huailiang and Wang Fu got together, didn't know what to say, and finally left the house. For this kind of white-eyed wolf that is not well raised, Qin Ze said that he would wait and see.

Erhu really doesn't understand Qin Ze's personality now, and he throws it to himself without asking, but now he is taking advantage of others for more than a dozen dollars, which is simply unreasonable.

Qin Ze didn't bother to explain to him, he returned to the kitchen alone and began to think about building a stove again. If you have a pot and no stove, it's useless. As for what would happen to Cheng Mansion, Qin Zeke didn't care at all. If you have the ability to have ten iron pots, this problem should be solved. Who let him eat so much food for himself, but he didn't give a single one.