pasture leisure

Chapter 203 Dumpling Wraps Everything

After entering the room, Zhang Youliang started to take Zhang Chi and Lu Guangming to wash and choose vegetables. Gu Ying took out the noodles and kneaded them alone.

"Isn't that enough?"

Zhang Chi glanced at the stuffing made by his uncle. It was only a small sea bowl, which probably could only feed Li Qiao's family. If you make it, you should make more.

Of course, you can also take some back, and when you don’t want to cook, or give it to Cannon.

Cannon is not very happy to enjoy Chinese food with Zhang Chi, but he will not refuse dumplings, especially authentic Chinese dumplings.

This guy's stomach is also strange. He is not used to Chinese food, but the dumplings are digested very quickly.

Zhang Youliang patted his hand on the dumpling stuffing, and got the stuffing mud off the sanitary gloves he was wearing. In Zhang Youliang's view, these were all money, and he had to pat them on the sanitary gloves so he couldn't see them. Zong was willing to take off the gloves and throw them back into the trash can.

"This is stuffing for filling. If you make all the stuffing now, how can you be in a hurry."

Lu Guangming said with a smile at this time: "Most of the stuffing is in the freezer, four or five kinds of stuffing, the boss and the boss's wife have worked hard."

Zhang Chi walked into the kitchen curiously, opened the door of the freezer and took a look, and found that there were really three or four impermeable steel pots inside, sealed with plastic wrap.

There are leek stuffing, celery stuffing, cabbage stuffing, including shepherd's purse stuffing. Besides, there are also vegetarian dumplings. This kind of stuffing is miscellaneous stuffing. It may be melon seeds with vermicelli, or it may be mushrooms. child or something.

Seeing the mushrooms, Zhang Chi closed the door of the freezer, went back to the house and said to his uncle: "Uncle, I will go to the mountain to pick some mushrooms in two days, and let you try to make dumplings with wild mushrooms. , I thought it was quite delicious when I ate it, but I don’t know if it can be suitable for dumplings.”

"There's nothing wrong with this. Won't it just wrap it up? Everything is wrapped in dumpling wrappers. As long as the flavor is adjusted properly, everything is delicious!" Zhang Youliang laughed.

Zhang Chi laughed.

At this time, Auntie came out of the house, holding a large bowl of noodles. Zhang Chi and Lu Guangming stood up immediately after seeing it.

"Brother, sit down, I'll come."

Lu Guangming rushed to take the basin, and placed the basin on the adjacent table.

There is nothing to say next, let’s make dumplings if we have noodles and stuffing.

Zhang Chi naturally joined in.

We will soon know who is the fastest and who is the slowest in making dumplings together. Zhang Youliang and his aunt Gu Yingkuai, Zhang Chi is not surprised, but Lu Guangming is also very fast in making dumplings, and it is several times faster than himself.

I saw Lu Guangming holding the dumpling wrapper, first scooped a little stuffing into the wrapper with his hand, the spoon was not too much, just enough for one dumpling, and then he held the stacked dumpling in his hand Once the skin is squeezed like this, a dumpling will be ready.

"Xiao Lu, your dumplings won't leak, right?" Zhang Chi was a little skeptical. He made dumplings himself with pleats, unlike Lu Guangming who didn't pleat at all.

Lu Guangming smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry, there will be no leaks. I have worked at a dumpling stand before, and I haven't seen a few leaks in making dumplings for more than half a year."

"The streets on the American side?" Zhang Chi asked.

Lu Guangming shuddered immediately after eating: "Oh, how dare you, I've been hanging out in Los Angeles since I came here, how dare you set up a stall at night, those gangsters with guys, people like that, one of them doesn't want to rush at you If you shoot it, it will kill you. Anyway, there is no death penalty. These people are very brave. If it is a safe community, who will let you push dumplings into the stall? I am talking about domestic stalls. When I was working in China, my job was to make dumplings.”

The two were chatting about the dumpling stand, when the door of the room opened, Li Qiao poked his head to look inside, and seeing everyone making dumplings, he immediately said with a smile, "It's really good time."

"Why are you here at this time?" Zhang Chi saw Li Qiao, looked at the clock on the wall, and found that it was not time for him to get off work, so why did people come here.

Li Qiao looked at Zhang Chi with a strange expression: "Why are you here?"

Zhang Chi smiled and said: "How fresh, this is my uncle and uncle's house, why can't I come?"

"No, I mean didn't your horse win the race? Why are you here now? Shouldn't you be celebrating?" Li Qiao asked.

Zhang Chi said: "You also watched the game?"

Li Qiaodao: "The company doesn't have customers all the time. Doing business here is not like in China. My colleague watched the horse race. Didn't he just see a silly big tree? I pointed it out to my colleague and said it was yours. Horse, who would have thought that it would be so exciting to run..."

"By the way, there is no celebration banquet?" Li Qiao asked again.

The black line on Zhang Chi's forehead rose: "Brother, silly Damu just ran a junior competition, as for the celebration party?"

After hearing this, Li Qiao pretended to be satisfied and patted his thigh: "Let me tell you, why didn't you invite me to hold a celebration banquet! Because of our friendship, if you don't invite me, I will break up with you."

"What are you doing to celebrate, Yan? You only won a few thousand dollars," Zhang Chi said.

When Zhang Youliang heard his nephew say that he had won several thousand dollars, he couldn't help frowning.

Zhang Chi caught the expression on the uncle's face, opened his mouth and asked with concern: "Uncle, is there any discomfort in your body?"

Zhang Youliang thought for a while, and organized the words in his mind: "Xiaochi, uncle has something to tell you."

Seeing that the uncle was so formal, Zhang Chi put down the dumplings in his hand, straightened his body and said, "Uncle, tell me."

"Gambling is not a good thing. Uncle, whether in China or the United States, in his life, he has seen more than one or two people who gamble until their families are ruined. Gambling usually gives you a little sweetness at the beginning, just to hook people and bite them. Once you bite into it and get addicted, then you won’t be able to pull it out..." Zhang Youliang said formally.

Not to mention that Zhang Chi was dumbfounded, Li Qiao was also dumbfounded, because Li Qiao knew that Zhang Chi never gambled.

"Why did you suddenly tell the child this?" Gu Ying looked at her husband and complained.

Zhang Youliang said: "In the society, there are more and more bad people. We have to vaccinate our children for some things. We can't have the intention of harming others, but we must always keep this precaution. This horse racing is really nothing. Good thing...".

Hearing what the uncle said, Zhang Chi suddenly understood, and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are really wrong. I bought two horses for the race, not a betting lottery."

Zhang Chi didn’t buy the horse lottery because he couldn’t make much money. Even if it was a game for Silly Damu, he didn’t expect that Damu’s side would turn from desperation. If he knew, then he would really buy it. It's a big deal, after all, if he loses more than a dozen bets, if he puts all his net worth on it, he will probably have a thousand acres of pasture by now.

Who would have thought of this, let alone others, Zhang Chi himself didn't even think that Silly Damu would do it all of a sudden!
But now, or in the future, even if he bet on the stupid big wood to win, it would not make much money. Everyone knows the horse, so the odds are quite touching.

"Uncle, Uncle, you are thinking about it, this horse racing is different from gambling." Li Qiao said and told Zhang Youliang about the horse racing.

"Zhang Chi is sending a horse to a race, not because he has a horse, and then finds a group of people with horses to get together to bet on whose horse will win or something. They don't have the time to gamble among horse owners. If they want to bet, they just buy it. Betting tickets, I haven’t heard of anyone who can earn money all the time, it’s like the lottery tickets in the past.”

"Huh?! Is this how horse racing is played?" Zhang Youliang suddenly realized that he seemed to be thinking a little bit.

Li Qiao said with a smile: "You have lived here for so long, don't you know how horse racing is played?"

"I don't expect it to make money. I have nothing to do with it," Zhang Youliang said with a smile.

"Then you just said that you have missed a lot of horses, and one horse is enough for an ordinary person to live for a lifetime." Li Qiao laughed.

Zhang Youliang shook his head and said: "I never think about this kind of thing, money or something is more practical and comfortable. When I first came, a few friends also thought about this and that. Now, they don't mention it. up".

Zhang Youliang doesn't care about anything. He also believes that horses can't be fat without night grass, and people can't be rich without external wealth, but he also understands that such things as night grass and external wealth have nothing to do with him as an ordinary person. It's so easy to make money, why is it his turn to come to the United States to seek a living from his background, the Americans themselves are stupid?
Some people just think that they are invincible in luck, or that others are more stupid than themselves, and want to take this crooked path, and the last one enters a cell, and the other lives on the street, and is still crowded in that kind of warehouse converted house.

This kind of house is like a warehouse divided into dozens of rooms, each room is about [-] square meters, with walls on all sides but no roof on the head.

Don't say it's something, if you move here, the neighbors will hear it clearly.

What privacy do you talk about without money?If you don’t want to live here, then your family can only sleep in the bridge hole. Even if you want to sleep in the bridge hole, you have to snatch it from other homeless people.

This friend Zhang Youliang approached Zhang Youliang, but Zhang Youliang didn’t talk to him. It’s not that Zhang Youliang didn’t have love. He knew that such a person was useless. Zhang Youliang was kind, but it didn’t mean he was the Holy Mother, and he himself It is also a drag on the family, and it is not allowed for him to show kindness indiscriminately.

"Uncle, don't worry, I can't play gambling with other people, so I don't play it either," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Zhang Youliang solved the little entanglement in his heart, and immediately became happy. It turned out that his nephew did not gamble, but went to race horses with others.

So he talked about horse racing with his nephew.

Now Zhang Chi was confused again.

But since the uncle asked, Zhang Chi patiently explained to him how the horse race is played.

Zhang Youliang was very happy to hear that.

"Why don't you buy a horse for fun?" Li Qiao said with a smile.

Zhang Youliang waved his hand: "Who has that spare money! No one knows what will happen tomorrow in this world. If you have money, it's better to save it."

It is not without reason that Chinese people can save money. It is all to prevent the sudden need for money in the future.

　I'm sorry it's a little late, I have something to do today, I didn't calculate the time and put it on hold
　　
　
(End of this chapter)