Chapter 147: A Treat

After lunch, Wan Ning began to prepare the evening meal, Song Chengyi thought about it, and said to her: "Yesterday the army killed pigs, or I will take you to buy some meat back, I invited guests to eat at home for the first time, and it is estimated that there are quite a lot of people coming." ”

In the morning, he and Gao Dongliang said that they would come to the house for dinner in the evening, and everyone coaxed that the listeners had a share.

Kill a pig today? The pork belly and pig intestines or something, but it's a good thing, and Wan Ning wrote on the paper: 'How many people are there?' ’

"Twenty or so."

I thought that there were only five or six people, and these twenty or so were worth two tables, and the dishes prepared were definitely not enough, 'Okay, then let's go buy some more.' ’

Song Chengyi thought about it again and said, "Otherwise, don't bother, I'll invite them to the army to eat." ”

Didn't you say they were coming when they heard you had a treat at home? How bad is it that when I decided to go to the army on the other hand? It's okay, I can handle it, let's go, let's go buy some more meat and come back." ’

Song Chengyi felt that she was also reasonable: "Okay, let's use all the dishes I bought yesterday, and I'll buy them another day." ”

When he arrived at the cooking class, the little soldier heard that Camp Commander Song wanted to come over to buy some meat, and he was embarrassed for a while, he killed the pig yesterday, but the meat was all handled, and it was not enough to divide it.

Song Chengyi was thinking about whether he would borrow a car from the army and go into the city to buy some back, when Wan Ning saw the pork belly and pig intestines in the big basin and asked, "Do you want these?" ’

"Those entrails, you say? I haven't had time to deal with it, and the smell is big, I'm going to wash it at night, and fry it at noon tomorrow to see if anyone eats it, but no one can only waste it. ”

'Then you're going to sell them to me, right?' ’

Killing pigs every year, the most headache for the little soldier is these internal organs, not to mention that it is very troublesome to wash, no one eats it when it is cooked, and it is a pity to lose it, now someone wants it, he must be happy, "No money, no money, Camp Commander Song, your leg is not good, I will ask someone to help you bring it back." "I didn't wait for Song Chengyi to answer and called someone to go, this thing stinks here, some people say yes, he doesn't hurry up and send it away.

Looking at Song Chengyi's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, Wan Ning wrote: "Don't worry, I can make it delicious and won't lose face for you." ’

I found some star anise and cinnamon and other big ingredients in the cooking class, and I went back in the evening, there were many people and dishes, so I had to prepare quickly.

Song Chengyi went to the army and told them that they would have dinner at home at night, and they would come if they wanted to, and then they would go back, he couldn't cook, but he could still help by boiling water and washing vegetables.

Most of the men in this era are very macho, and it is rare to go into the kitchen or something, and Wan Ning didn't expect that he would take the initiative to come over to help.

Facing her surprised eyes, Song Chengyi said lightly: "My mother likes to read and write, and is not good at cooking, so sometimes my father cooks at home, and we brothers sometimes do it." ”

Wan Ning nodded clearly, and the two of them stopped talking, silently dividing labor, cooperating, and soon, the preparations were done.

Song Chengyi went to Yao Qiuling's house to borrow stoves, pots, bowls, chopsticks, and also borrowed tables, chairs and benches next door, everything was slowly ready, and the smell of food began to waft out of the kitchen.

Today, the business of the commissary of the army is very good, because everyone is going to Camp Commander Song's house as guests, you buy a few apples, I will carry two bottles of wine, he brought a few cans, and went to Song Chengyi's house one after another.