Return to the exciting era of 1999

Chapter 220
In this way, from picking the intestines, cutting the meat, Da Qizi wrapped it up by himself, and a group of women just started the whole process.

To Ji Donglai's surprise, Zhao Shuying, who usually gives people the feeling that his fingers are not in the mud, also helped out, smiling all the way, and he could see that the other party liked this atmosphere very much.

The traditional Northeast butchered dishes are made by Nanbeitong. Blood sausage, girder bones, boiled white meat, stewed vegetables, pork liver, and stir-fried pork lungs are all good dishes.

The pork started to go into the pot here, and Ding Aixing and the others had already roasted the pig's head. According to Ji Donglai's request, they split the pig's head in half and threw it into another big pot.

The pig's trotters, pig's tail, everything was burnt with an alcohol lamp, and they were all thrown into the pot.Ginger cooking wine, soy sauce, star anise, and all kinds of fishy things are thrown in.

"Boss, I didn't realize that you also work at home. We thought you, the only children, didn't work at home!"

Da Qizi watched Ji Donglai and the children busy with the pig's head all the time. The children had prepared the small iron pot, sugar, and tin foil according to Ji Donglai's request at this time, and they were just waiting. Smoke the pig's head out of the pan.

"At home, I seldom do anything. I just hang out with my grandparents and my parents. After 20 years old, I don't have so much to rely on. My family's conditions are actually average. Otherwise, can I choose such an industry? I Isn’t it good to choose finance, how good does it feel to count money all day long?”

Ji Donglai made a gesture of counting money to the other party, and his focused expression was as if he really had money in front of him, which made everyone laugh.

The stove was quickly welded in the riveting and welding workshop. There are not a lot of meat skewers from the two lamb thighs. The car spokes in the waste pile are the most suitable for making brass. This time, Ji Donglai wanted to serve the skewers by himself. As a result, she was pushed away by four female welders.

"You can't grasp the heat well, let's come!"

Each of the four people sat in front of the stove with a bottle of beer. From the carbon generation to the final roasting, the other party was called a professional.

Rice stewed in a large pot, a bunch of green onions are placed in front of the long table, Northeast miso, served with two large pots of fire and steamed buns with the characteristics of the Central Plains.

Ji Donglai and his group are descendants of Northeast people. When they eat, they like white rice, and the local workers all cook or steamed buns.

Even if they eat boiled white meat, the locals always take a big steamed bun and break it in half to eat. In the previous stage, Liu Yupeng sent Ji Donglai a large jar of chili oil. Ji Donglai has never been willing to eat it. This time he also contributed come out.

"Uh, sister Zhao, are you from Guizhou or Sichuan? Hunan?"

What surprised Ji Donglai was that Zhao Shuying broke open the steamed buns, and others rolled the meat, but she rolled the proper chili oil, the red one, spread it all over one layer, and then ate it between sandwiches.

"Why do you say that?"

Zhao Shuying ate a mouthful of steamed buns, took a bite of blood tofu, and looked back at Ji Donglai.

"It's the first time I've seen chili peppers eaten like this, girl..."

Ji Donglai grinned, embarrassed to say the following.

"It's a big deal that the buttocks hurt, who knows if it hurts? You can help when it hurts, and if it's not the time, stick it up and show it to you..."

"coax!"

"Hahaha……"

No one thought that Zhao Shuying, who is usually serious and unsmiling, still had such a side. Suddenly, a group of people laughed up and down, and several people pointed at Ji Donglai with chopsticks and criticized him for a while.

"You want to know? Boss, you can ask about everything!"

"That's right, if you think that people eat too much from you, just say it, I can't give you two money, is our grandma, the god of wealth, short of money? Is it Miss Zhao?"

"It's so picky. I was reluctant to take it out a few days ago. Eat more sister Zhao. You can take it away and eat it at home. The four of us will decide for you, hahaha..."

Zhao Shuying's side started, and everyone's side also began to let go.Ji Donglai was stunned and hurriedly raised his hands to surrender, secretly thinking that these married girls really dare not provoke you, it might ruin your three views.

This meal starts at two o'clock in the afternoon and lasts until the end of get off work. Those who have work go back to work, and those who don't have work to drink. Ji Donglai prepared enough ingredients for these people.

Ji Donglai's smoked pig's head was the last to arrive. It was cooked for three hours and smoked in the pot for three to ten minutes.

Half of the grilled skewers were eaten by the four female workers, and dozens of skewers were eaten by Zhao Shuying and Sun Li. When Ji Donglai's smoked pig's head came, the mutton skewers were immediately eaten by no one.

"It's delicious, my boss knows how to eat!"

"Well, it's really delicious. It's the first time I eat it like this. I used to smoke it like roasted chicken. It turns out that pork head meat can also be eaten like this. Take it!"

The pig-killing dish just now was enough to make this group of people overwhelmed. Now that it is served with smoked pig's head, all the workers eat more enthusiastically.The female workers mainly focused on pig's trotters, and Ji Donglai's second life didn't know that pig's trotters were better than pig's head meat.

For a dinner, they drank [-] boxes of beer and six barrels of liquor. Fortunately, the factory was harmonious enough, and there was no unpleasantness during the meal.

The next day he slaughtered the sheep, this time Ji Donglai chose to eat at noon, the steaming hot lamb soup, served with delicious skewers, this time everyone was overwhelmed.

"The boss is really bad, who can eat pork stew and mutton stew..."

"That's right, you eat it in two months! I really can't eat it now, so many skewers haven't been baked yet!"

A group of workers ate barbecue skewers in the yard at noon. It felt unusually sour. May in Hebei is not particularly hot, but that doesn't mean it's not hot.

Fragrant grilled skewers, delicious mutton soup, and casual beer, the lung leaves of a group of people are almost floating.

Looking at so many delicious foods, they couldn't eat anymore, and a group of women began to complain about Ji Donglai, including Zhao Shuying, Ji Donglai's eyes were so white that he secretly thought that no matter how educated a real girl is, she would be like this, a gossip batch.

Zhao Shuying originally wanted to go to pay for the Dragon Boat Festival, but was stopped by Ji Donglai, so it was not good to let him celebrate the festival.

Bringing a leg of lamb, Ji Donglai handed over the factory to his subordinates, and went straight back to his hometown.

"It's been so long without any information, this little girl is so heartless!"

Glancing at the phone, Cui Mingyan hadn't received a single message after walking for so long, Ji Donglai shook his head and drove back to his yard, just as Ning Caiyun came out, and hurried over to pick up Ji Donglai's things.

"All the things for the May Festival are prepared, why do you still bring this? How many days can you stay this time?"

Reaching out to help Ji Donglai clean up the dandruff on his clothes, Ning Caiyun hurriedly poured water for his son.

"Can you stay for four or five days, mom, have you closed the video store?"

Ji Donglai looked at the pile of things in the warehouse at home, they were all left at the video store before.

(End of this chapter)