Chapter 1230: Bond (59)
Chapter 1230: Bond (59)
Hedgehog Love: The Bond (Varu Alan)
(59)
"It's like you've never eaten it in your life," she said, "and you should teach it well......
I have to blame for this, I have to serve the next meal at home to eat by myself, and I can't eat it in a restaurant outside, they feel that it is embarrassing to pack it, and it is inconvenient to carry it to play elsewhere, so they are used to eating it cleanly.
However, my mother-in-law still thinks that her youngest grandson (my son) eats too little, and is still teaching him to eat in large gulps.
It is estimated that the heroism of their northwest men is cultivated by eating meat and drinking wine in large bowls.
My mother said that when my aunt's friend invited me to Japanese food, I ate the sashimi so much that even the children said it was "too cowardly".
"What does it matter if you eat more? "People are happy when they are satisfied," I said, "I am afraid of roundworms, and I have to boycott Japanese products to eat less." ”
My aunt's friend is about 50 years old, and she was in a bad mood after divorcing her husband that year, so my aunt took her to Lugu Lake to relax, and when she passed by, her mother killed pigs and chickens to entertain them, and her father's relatives who opened a hotel by Lugu Lake did not charge them for accommodation and meals.
Although she invited the third sister and the younger sister to the Japanese restaurant she opened, and the aunt accompanied my family, she did not show up in person, and the aunt also paid. Although my aunt said that it was a cost, I guess it was just that the boss said hello, so the discount was bigger.
This kind of should be called slamming the door, not to mention the same free meals and accommodations for a few days and nights, even if you don't show up to toast at her restaurant, you have to charge money!
Anyway, rich people are very picky, and if they don't pick, they can't become rich. The rich people's money is worth more than the poor's, because their money can make money, and it will be doubled and earned there, and if it is eaten or borrowed by the poor, it is a great loss. Unlike poor people's money, if you don't eat it, it will depreciate.
Therefore, I support my husband's slamming and eating and drinking outside, and it is better to save a meal when I go home, so I can cook.
However, my mother still hung up the phone when I promised to educate them to eat at home first and then go to the banquet, and not to go outside to "show their faces".
I don't have tiger power, not to mention that I can't make a dish that overshadows a restaurant, so not only must I have enough spices, but also additives such as Sudan dyes.
I'll do my duty, I'll do my best, it's better if others don't like to eat and leave, it's okay to drive me away and change to a chef, anyway, I won't force others.
I remembered that my aunt invited me to lunch on my mother's birthday, and my mother cooked a big bowl of noodles by herself, but my aunt's restaurant was not well decorated, and it was eaten at someone else's house, and there were too many left, so my aunt had to pack it.
Dad simply held his hands that day, and he didn't even bother to pick up the chopsticks.
I didn't want to eat it, but in order to save face for my aunt, I had to go out and eat dinner early.
In these days, eating other people's food is a risky thing, and you have to be willing to eat and drink a lot of face.
Mom is still the same old-fashioned, and she has to do a lot of work at home. That day, my cousin's mother and younger siblings came to my house, and my mother accompanied them to visit the Temple of Heaven, and my father and I cooked.
In fact, in order to highlight his craftsmanship, the stewed chicken made by my father is the kind that is fried with spices such as fragrant roe deer seeds and fried in oil and boiled for five minutes, and the potatoes in the braised beef are fried yellow with two or three catties of oil, and the color and flavor are better than those in the restaurant.