Siheyuan: Stab at Louzi at the beginning

Chapter 615 Special Kitchen
Everybody is saying good things.

You praise me and I praise you.

I tell you what's good about you, and you tell me what's good about me.

In short, everyone is well.

The host and guest enjoyed themselves happily.

By the time Xu Damao walked out of the private room, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Don’t think this is late, relatively speaking it is already very early.

According to traditional rules, the reception should last until the evening.

What is satisfaction?

Of course, staying overnight is satisfying.

In ancient times, the literati and poets would often hold drinking parties and then stay overnight.

Staying overnight is not just about finding a bed and leaving it there. There must be someone to accompany you. Otherwise, how can you have someone to accompany you?
For example, Su Dongpo often did this. Whenever there were guests staying overnight, he would let his concubine accompany them.

Why would he give away his pregnant concubine?
Because he didn't know whose child the concubine was pregnant with, he had to give it away. What if the child was not his own? Not to mention whether he would help others raise the child or not, a child born by a concubine would be no different from a farmhand or servant in the family. The main thing was that he would feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, the status of a concubine was very low, and she usually had to do some cleaning chores. Don't say that a mother is honored by her sons. If you are a concubine and give birth to eight sons, it means you have given birth to eight servants for the family, and they are lifelong servants. If someone doesn't like you, you can kill them without going through the government.

Even if the wife is childless and needs to adopt a son, it has nothing to do with the concubine's biological mother. A slightly crueler family might even stage a drama of giving her a three-foot white silk, a cup of poisoned wine, and forcing her to jump into a well.

Don't expect the government to take care of it.

Why is it said that "even a judge cannot judge family affairs"? It is because the family is too big and there are slaves who sell their bodies.

If a slave is killed by his own family, no one can do anything about it.

'Concubines' are essentially 'commodities' that can be given away at any time.

Xu Damao shook his dizzy head, with all sorts of messy thoughts still coming one after another in his mind. Usually he only drank one glass of wine, but today he was the protagonist at the dinner table. In order to prevent being discovered or to recall some unreasonable flaws later, he made an exception and drank three glasses today.

Even now, when sons-in-law go to their father-in-law's house, they drink as much as they can, or try their best to drink less. Some of them drink too much and then go home to sleep, or they even stay overnight.

Of course, with the development of the new society and as it becomes more civilized, the drinking culture will be reduced a lot.

Of course, staying overnight is still a very good way to prove yourself.

Xu Damao washed his face and cleared all the messy thoughts from his mind.

Drinking capacity is like rowing against the current, if you don't move forward, you will move backward.

At this moment, Xu Damao felt the same way.

"Director Xu, would you like to go to the lounge and take a rest?"

The attendant at the door had been talking for a long time and finally spoke.

The steel rolling mill not only has a small lounge in each leadership office, but also has a room for temporary rest. Xu Damao had never stayed in one of these rooms before.

"I'm fine. Find a few people to help Director Yang and the others."

The attendant originally thought that Xu Damao just came out for a break. There were five people at the dinner, and Director Zhao Yuchu was from a subsidiary factory. So after all the calculations, Xu Damao should be the one being "drinking".

The result was somewhat different from what he expected.

After entering the private room, it was obvious that several people were drunk. They were really drunk and not pretending. There was no time to doubt Xu Damao's alcohol tolerance, but they immediately started to help him.

Several leaders were helped away, and in a blink of an eye, Xu Damao was left alone.

Xu Damao was also happy to have some free time, so he turned around and went to the canteen.

It is common sense that a drinking party is for drinking, not for eating.

"Silly Zhu, give me a bowl of egg noodles."

Xu Damao shouted, feeling a little dizzy after drinking a few glasses of wine, and his voice unconsciously became louder. Sha Zhu was sitting on the armchair drinking tea, and he stood up out of fright, spilling the tea in the enamel teacup.

Sha Zhu wanted to refuse directly, but the words on his lips turned into: "What? Egg noodles?"

"You can't even make egg noodles, right?"

This made Shazhu very unconvinced.

Although making noodles is indeed a little troublesome and he hasn't made it for a long time, he would be very unhappy if someone said he didn't know how to make it.

Because anyone can learn this thing after watching it once.

Noodles, as a staple food, are more like a dish compared to steamed buns and rice. In the steel mill, when they say they are making a big pot of rice, they are actually stir-frying a big pot of dish. More often, they use multi-layer steamed buns in steamers, which are the staple food.

Noodles are difficult to supply on a large scale. They are like a dish that also requires side dishes, which is even more troublesome. More importantly, noodles require white flour, which can only be mixed with some bean flour. Most of the crops grown in the Central Plains at this moment are wheat, corn and sweet potatoes. There are some soybean seeds in the north, but not many. Soybeans are mostly used to extract oil. Noodles made from corn flour are not delicious, so they can only be used to make steamed buns.

It is not practical and troublesome. The soup is not enough to satisfy hunger. It is not as good as steamed buns. It does not save enough white flour and cannot be supplied on a large scale...

With so many shortcomings, even though noodles are a common meal in everyday life, they are only served in small kitchens in steel mills, and the canteen will not provide soup noodles for employees.

"Hey, then I have to show you my cooking skills today. Fatty, go mix the flour. Add two more portions and put it on the bill for hospitality."

Xu Damao didn't take it to heart. He wanted to eat noodles, so it was no problem for others to make two extra servings no matter who ate them.

A glazed ceramic basin, two bowls of flour, four eggs, a spoonful of salt, a spoonful of oil, and half a bowl of water. Do not add too much water. The best state is loose.

Then it is put into a manual mechanical noodle press, and after it is pressed into a uniform and tough shape, a "noodle gear" is added, and after the dough is squeezed all the way, it becomes noodles.

Xu Damao watched with great interest.

This was his first time to eat noodles, and he originally just wanted to have some, but he didn't expect that the steel mill even had a "noodle press". It was estimated that there were quite a few leaders in the steel mill who loved to eat noodles.

The traditional people of the four regions of Shanhe all like to eat a few bites of noodles.

Hot dry noodles, zaozi noodles, egg noodles, oil-splashed noodles, knife-cut noodles, and the fried noodles with soybean paste from the old city of Sijiu.

"Director Xu, why do you like this? I remember you like Lao Sijiucheng Noodles with Soy Sauce?"

"I want to eat noodles with soybean paste, can you make it?"

At this moment, the water in the pot has boiled.

"I can really make it. Do you see the sauce jar under the noodle press? It contains the old Sijiucheng fried sauce. The big bosses in the past loved it. This jar of fried sauce has never been empty. Anyone who wants it can come and ask for a bowl."

"Ma Hua, why are you so tactless? You can't see that there is no more garlic on the table. Why don't you peel two garlic cloves and prepare to serve?"

"Okay, okay."

Sha Zhu was watching the pot, Fatty was pressing noodles, Ma Hua was peeling garlic, and Xu Damao was sitting on a chair watching.

(End of this chapter)