62. They are all pigs, what is the difference?
Hearing the news that they were going to eat barbecue today, the other guests soon came to Grandma Mei's house.
The fastest runner was naturally He Yunzhou, who, as usual, was holding his big teacup, which seemed to be slow, but in fact he walked faster than anyone else.
"I didn't expect to be able to eat Chef Zuo's food on the last day, I'm so lucky!"
He very unceremoniously picked up the kumquat lemonade prepared on the table and filled the large teacup in his hand.
Zuo Qiongqiong didn't care about him, and turned around to help Zhao Mingjie get charcoal.
When I was shopping, the boss also gave me some alcohol wax, which would be faster if I lit a fire with this thing.
The fire here has not yet been lit, and there is already a crowd of people around the table where the ingredients are placed.
"Is this the sauce you're going to use in a moment? Doesn't that smell too good? ”
Liu Meimei and Quan Ran held the plate with the sauce and said exaggeratedly: "Really, even if this sauce is mixed with the soles of shoes, I think it's delicious!" ”
"Okay, we'll eat vegetables in a while, and I'll find you a sole!"
After half an hour of struggle, the charcoal fire was finally ignited.
It was getting late, and the charcoal fire inside the stove glowed faintly red.
There are more and more people sitting next to this barbecue grill, Zuo Dafu and Sister Li don't know when they came, and they have already chatted with the people next to them.
And look here, Zuo Qiongqiong occupies this small piece of barbecue territory and grills skewers for the two children, and the speed of the barbecue is not as fast as the two little guys can eat it.
Xie Xinguo and He Yunzhou have already drunk, the old man has not found a friend in the mountains who can drink with him, He Yunzhou has to shoot for the past few days, and it is not until today that the two of them really have a drink.
"Zuo Qiongqiong, this seasoning is too delicious, I think I can cook two more bowls of rice."
Liu Meimei held the empty bowl in her hand, and tears of remorse left on the corners of her mouth.
Before she was on the show, she was told by her agent to keep her mouth shut and not to eat indiscriminately, but Zuo Dafu would give herself steamed buns every morning, and sometimes she would eat Zuo Qiongqiong's own cooking.
I don't know if there is any magic in their family, the food they cook is very delicious, and when they smell it, their hearts itch.
Even if she doesn't have a title, Liu Meimei knows that she has gained a lot of weight in the past few days.
"It's my secret condiment." Zuo Qiongqiong said while brushing the sauce on the ingredients in front of her.
"Tell me! I'll try it when I go back. ”
In this way, Zuo Qiongqiong didn't know how many times she watched it in her live broadcast room, and she said that she wanted to hand in her homework, but in the end, she didn't know where to hand it in.
"Okay, then I'll say it again, you have to remember."
After saying this, Zuo Qiongqiong's side immediately surrounded a group of people, each holding a few skewers in their hands, looking at her with a thirsty face for knowledge.
"Just say this once, but you have to remember it. Chili powder, cumin powder, sesame seeds, salt, five-spice powder, white pepper, sugar, all that, remember? ”
Liu Meimei held her mobile phone, with a hint of confusion in her eyes: "And then?" What about the specific ratio? ”
Zuo Qiongqiong skillfully turned over the skewers in front of her: "Appropriate amount." Do you think today's chefs don't always cook in moderation? The ratio is different each time, and the taste that comes out is also different. ”
Liu Meimei: "......" I believe you are a ghost!
The long strips of eggplant are roasted and soft, so cut them with scissors at this time, separate the eggplant, and top it with vermicelli and minced garlic.
Roast it over the fire for a little and the aroma of the minced garlic will be brought out.
This is an indispensable vegetable in Zuo Qiongqiong's barbecue, and it is not difficult to make, but the taste is surprisingly good.
In addition, Zuo Qiongqiong also likes to roast cauliflower, which is slowly roasted after brushing with oil, and finally crispy and raw, which is very greasy.
She also wrapped a few corns in tin foil, but before it was time, she was gnawed by someone who didn't know, and only the bare corn cob remained.
"Zuo Qiongqiong, we have to thank you a lot for this show!"
He Yunzhou didn't know when he came over, holding a small wine glass, standing behind her, his cheeks had turned red, and he looked like he was drunk.
Zuo Qiongqiong raised the drink in front of her and hurriedly said, "I still have to thank the director, otherwise I wouldn't be able to be on the show as a small food blogger." ”
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" He Yunzhou held the wine glass and touched it violently, and all the wine in it spilled out, and there were not a few drops left when he put it to his mouth.
Zuo Qiongqiong didn't know if he was really drunk, or if he did it on purpose, or if he drank the drink in the cup very cooperatively.
The two children did not have as much energy as the adults, and they began to yawn at eight o'clock.
Zuo Qiongqiong went to the kitchen to boil some hangover soup, and after handing over the scene to the village chief, she left with the child.
Even if she didn't drink a drop of alcohol, she felt dizzy, and the variety show recording during this period of time seemed to be a dream, and it would be time to wake up tomorrow.
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"Mr. Lu, is the party invited by Mr. Zhu still pushed off as usual tonight?" Liu Bin put the coffee next to Lu Qingze and asked.
During this time, there were more and more small actions of several other shareholders, and their bosses worked overtime for a week, and they couldn't even see a smiling face every day.
There is also a bitterness for himself, his girlfriend suspects that he is cheating, if it weren't for this salary, he wouldn't be able to hold on to it now.
But looking at the boss's appearance, I'm going to work overtime until late at night today.
Lu Qingze didn't take his eyes off the contract in his hand, took a sip of coffee, and asked, "Mr. Zhu?" ”
Liu Bin glanced at his small notebook and said: "Mr. Zhu, I started by breeding Dutch pigs ten years ago, and later farmed pork, because of the economic downturn during this time, the purpose of inviting you today should be to ...... Sell pigs. ”
He said the last two words very calmly, he is a professional assistant, and he usually doesn't laugh.
However, this Mr. Zhu also has some ability, and he made a fortune when the ladies of the circle liked Dutch pigs, but he became a big pig farmer in a few years.
Even if some people still look down on this Mr. Zhu openly and secretly, and even belittle him in private, the other party is very optimistic and invites people to eat pork from time to time.
After getting Mr. Lu's contact information, Mr. Zhu also invited him once, but his boss never went, so presumably this time it was no show.
As a well-known kaolin flower in the circle, Mr. Lu rarely participates in any evening parties, let alone any pig killing banquets.
Without hearing the boss's reply, when Liu Bin was about to skillfully refuse, Lu Qingze spoke.
"Prepare for it, go check it out."
"Okay, then I'll ......" Liu Bin looked at his boss in disbelief, is it really his boss? Did he really agree to go to such an event?
Lu Qingze ignored the stunned assistant beside him, and couldn't help but think, Dutch pigs are similar to ordinary piglets, and the other party should like it.