"The white noodles are considered to have been bought by me, and they were all the master's and apprentice's meals before, so there is no reason to do it the other way around."

Li Weidong's filial piety is filial piety, but Song Yan did not accept this kindness as a matter of course.

The reason why he is willing to recognize Li Weidong, an apprentice, is largely because of Wang Zhenyi's face.

Without the other party's care, he would have stayed on the farm in peace, and he would have starved to death on the streets a few years earlier.

Of course, there is also a part of Li Weidong who won it himself.

Yesterday, if he was a little hesitant or reluctant, then this master and apprentice would naturally have no follow-up.

"Master, if you want to say that, then the apprentice used to work for the master for three years."

Li Weidong shook his head and didn't answer.

"And this white noodle is not for you to eat alone, I will definitely have to eat here at noon, I guess someone will not be polite."

"Little rabbit, scold me for being thick-skinned?"

Wang Zhenyi came in with a large piece of wild boar meat that had just been cut, and when he heard Li Weidong's words, he almost didn't slap the wild boar in his hand on his face.

"How could you be, you must have misheard."

Li Weidong shook his head and refused to admit it.

"Old Song, don't be polite to this stinky boy, you should eat, drink, and treat him as filial piety to the two of us."

Wang Zhenyi simply added himself.

Li Weidong rolled his eyes.

"Stew wild boar at noon, can you do it?"

Wang Zhenyi hung the wild boar in his hand aside, looked at Li Weidong and asked.

"I can only guarantee that it is cooked." Li Weidong said.

He's not a stupid pillar, and he doesn't have all kinds of condiments, so it's no wonder that he can make it delicious.

"Then you don't care, I'll find someone to do it later."

After Wang Zhenyi finished speaking, he left in a hurry, probably to deal with the remaining wild boar.

Li Weidong will not express any opinion on this.

The wild boar he brought was not weighed, but a hundred catties was only a little more.

Similarly, he is not afraid that Wang Zhenyi will mention this matter to Li Shuqun in the future, and the big deal will be that people can't ask for so much, and these are the rest.

However, he felt that Wang Zhenyi would definitely not use this kind of thing to talk to Li Shuqun.

The other party said before that all good things will be sent here, and no one will dare to touch a finger of him.

The attitude has been laid out.

This is a matter between the two of them, and it has nothing to do with Li Shuqun, an 'outsider'.

At ten o'clock, Wang Zhenyi led someone over.

The other party was wearing the clothes of the prisoners, but they were torn in many places, there was not a single trace of cotton in sight, the pants were obviously a little short, the ankles were not covered, and the shoes were showing the toes.

"Wu Lao Liu, let's make your craftsmanship shine well today, it's not good to make it delicious."

Wang Zhenyi turned his head and said to the other party.

"Don't worry, if it's not delicious, you'll chop off my hand."

From beginning to end, the other party was leaning over, and Li Weidong could also see his appearance clearly.

Very dark and thin, with a little wrinkles on his face, just looking at his appearance, he is estimated to be fifty years old.

But this will make people look old in general, especially in prisoners like him.

So his actual age should be much younger.

"It's okay for me to chop your hands for what, if it's not delicious, you can go back where you came from." Wang Zhenyi said lightly.

No matter how he spoke, or his tone, it was completely different from when he faced Li Weidong before.

Obviously, this is the true face of Wang Zhenyi, the captain.

"You and Accountant Song, as well as this little comrade brother, I don't dare to guarantee anything else, but in terms of food, I will definitely not disappoint you."

When Wu Lao Liu talked about his craft, a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"White noodles and wild boar, these are the main things, you look at the whole."

After Wang Zhenyi finished speaking, he left directly, as if he had something to do.

On the contrary, Song Yan, a farm accountant, reads books with relish all day long.

Although Li Weidong worshipped the teacher, the other party seemed to have forgotten to teach him the ability, but fortunately, Li Weidong was not in a hurry, and the right was a test.

When Wu Lao Liu washed his hands and started to work, he was by the window and found a place where he could bask in the sun.

Wu Laoliu first carefully poured the white noodles into the basin and added water and noodles.

When it's almost over, set it aside and leave it cold.

Then the processing of that piece of wild boar meat began.

I saw that he selected some of the more delicate meat, and then quickly chopped it into a filling, and picked out two green radishes from the pile of vegetables that Wang Zhenyi brought, and after peeling them, they were also chopped into filling.

Wu Lao Liu works very seriously, or is particularly focused.

So Li Weidong on the side didn't feel bored when he looked at it.

Wu Lao Liu mixed the meat filling with the radish filling, added salt and soy sauce to mix it, put it aside again, took out the dough again, pounded and kneaded.

"What are you going to do?"

Li Weidong finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

"The meatballs are knife-cut noodles, but the smell of this wild boar meat is a bit strong, so add the radish and neutralize it, if you don't like it, I'll make it again."

Wu Lao Liu's attitude was very humble, and his face was full of flattering smiles.

"No, you do yours, I'm just curious to ask."

Li Weidong waved his hand.

He has never been very picky about what he eats, and he has eaten all kinds of delicacies and seas in his previous life, and he has seen the banquet on the card not once or twice.

So unless Wu Lao Liu can make a table full of Han people, it really doesn't matter what he does in his eyes.

By the time Wang Zhenyi came back, Wu Lao Liu had already made the meatball soup.

In the pot, the aroma is billowing out with the heat.

Wu Lao Liu finally picked up the kneaded dough and cut the dough in the pot.

"Well, it's exactly one hundred and twenty pounds, calculated according to seven cents a pound, a total of 84 yuan, a little bit. But the part where you honor your master is not counted. ”

Wang Zhenyi took out a handful of money and threw it in front of Li Weidong.

There were even a couple of five-cent coins that rolled down.

"Don't count, can't trust others, can you still trust you?"

Li Weidong didn't care either, he folded the money casually and put it directly into his pocket.

The money given by the second uncle last time was given to Zhang Xiuzhen as the cost of cleaning the house.

Originally, there was more or less a small twenty yuan, plus these, the net worth was more than 100.

His waist straightened a lot.

"Whatever you want, I don't recognize it when you go out of this door anyway."

Wang Zhenyi didn't take it seriously.

When Wu Lao Liu cut the noodles with a knife, he was the first to can't help it, so he pulled it in front of him, picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a meatball and threw it into his mouth.

"Yes, you are not blind to your craft."

When Wu Lao Liu heard this, he looked relieved.

"Then you guys eat, I'll go back first."

"Well, tell the big head, your life will be halved in the future."

Wang Zhenyi didn't leave the other party to eat together, but with his words, Wu Lao Liu's future life will undoubtedly be much better.

"Wait, can you come over and help me steam steamed buns in the afternoon?"

Wu Lao Liu did not immediately respond when he heard Li Weidong's words, but looked at Wang Zhenyi.

"That's it."

With his nod, Wu Lao Liu smiled at Li Weidong and turned to leave.

In the afternoon, Wu Lao Liu came as promised.

But there was only Li Weidong himself in the room.

After he came in, he suddenly puffed and knelt in front of Li Weidong.