Greenery Ace No. 9

Chapter 335

When Zhou Zheng and the three of them were talking happily, Zhou Ming came in from the door with two dishes in his hand.

"What are you three talking about? You said it so happily!"

Zhou Ming asked Zhou Zheng and the others with a smile on his face while putting the dishes on the table.

Wang Dali and Zheng Bin hurriedly got up and stood up. They stretched out their hands and moved the dishes on the table to make room for the dishes in Zhou Ming's hands.

"Uncle, don't be so busy, sit down with us and eat together, or the stewed chicken will be cold."

Zheng Bin walked away from the dining table, took a chair from the corner, put it next to the dining table, held Zhou Ming's arm, and said enthusiastically.

Wang Dali also hurriedly said: "Yes, uncle, don't be so busy, you can't finish the food if you have too much food, you can cook it and eat with us, Zhou Zheng is very hungry."

Zhou Ming wiped his hands on the apron, then raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he said with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "When you come home for the first time, it is reasonable to say that at least seven or eight dishes will be cooked for you, but in rural areas It's not as convenient as buying vegetables in your city. Usually, you have to go to the town market in the neighboring village to buy vegetables at home. Zhou Zheng didn't give me a greeting in advance when he brought you back, and I didn't make any preparations. When I came back, I went to I took a look at the small shop, and there were only these dishes left in their freezer, so I bought them all back, and I cooked up two hot dishes for you guys. When you come back, uncle will definitely cook a table full of dishes for you."

Zhou Ming's words from the bottom of his heart made Wang Dali and Zheng Bin feel warm in their hearts, and at the same time they felt even more uncomfortable. The two quickly said in unison: "Uncle, please don't say that, we are visiting your house I have already caused trouble for you, and I am embarrassed to eat and drink for nothing, if you want to say that again, how can the two of us eat this food?"

Zhou Zheng looked like he was staying out of the matter. He sat with Erlang's legs crossed and looked at the polite expressions of Wang Dali and Zheng Bin, wanting to laugh all the time.

Zhou Ming returned Wang Dali and Zheng Bin to the chairs, pointed to the dishes on the table, and said to the two of them, "What are you guys talking about? You two feel like you are at home when you come here. You're welcome, besides, my uncle didn't do anything decent, he just fried two dishes, and I dare not say whether it tastes good or not. But you children in the city may rarely have the chance to eat this chai pot stewed chicken, Zhou Zheng This dish is very good, you two must try it later."

"Okay uncle, we listen to you, please sit down and eat with us, otherwise if you have been busy, we will definitely not eat first."

Zheng Bin repeatedly insisted that Zhou Ming sit down and eat with the three of them.

Originally, Zhou Ming wanted to go to the kitchen to cook a cold dish. Seeing that Wang Dali and Zheng Bin were so determined to keep him, he hesitated for a while. If he went to make cold dishes again, these two children are so sensible, they will definitely continue to wait for me Wouldn't it be rude to the guests to eat together?

Zhou Zheng saw what his father was thinking, so he quickly stood up and said, "Dad, you can just listen to the two of them. If you want to get two more dishes, your dishes haven't come yet. I guess the three of us will be there." Starve to death first, you are always afraid of not being polite, so you are not afraid of starving the three of us to death?"

Both Wang Dali and Zheng Bin laughed. Although they thought Zhou Zheng was joking, they felt that what he said made sense.

"You brat, you will be poor."

Zhou Ming scolded Zhou Zheng, then turned his head to look at Wang Dali and Zheng Bin: "Since everyone is hungry, that's fine, I won't cook other dishes, everyone hurry up and eat."

Zhou Ming walked out of the living room while wiping his hands on the apron.

Both Wang Dali and Zheng Bin stood up and asked Zhou Ming to stay: "Uncle, why are you going out? Come sit down and have dinner together!"

At this time Zhou Ming had already walked out of the living room, he turned his head and said to Wang Dali and Zheng Bin, "I'll go and turn off the fire in the kitchen, and I'll be right back."

Seeing his father go out in a hurry, Zhou Zheng smiled wryly and nodded. He took out another bottle of beer from the beer box, opened it and put it on the table.

"Sit down, why are you all so serious? My dad is not that scary, you two relax."

Zhou Zheng sat back in his seat, took a sip of beer, and insisted on making Zheng Bin and Wang Dali sit down.

As soon as Wang Dali and Zheng Bin took their seats, Zhou Ming returned to the living room, and the two quickly stood up again to greet Zhou Ming.

As Zhou Ming took his seat, he called Wang Dali and Zheng Bin to sit down: "Sit down quickly...you two, taste the chicken stewed by Zhou Zheng first, and then try the dishes uncle fried."

"Let's eat together, uncle."

Zheng Bin picked up the chopsticks and said politely.

Although Wang Dali doesn't know as much about etiquette as Zheng Bin, but he has a quick brain and always moves slowly. Seeing what Zheng Bin does, he will follow suit.

Zhou Zheng immediately became impatient when he saw their back and forth. He didn't care about the three sevens and twenty ones, picked up the chopsticks, and put the chicken gizzards into his bowl.

Anyone who has eaten stewed chicken with mushrooms knows that the most delicious part of stewed chicken is the chicken gizzard. The meat of the chicken gizzard is delicate and elastic, and it is very tasty. It tastes sweet and delicious, and the taste is indescribable.

Wang Dali and Zheng Bin were still being polite to Zhou Ming. They were stunned when they saw Zhou Zheng put the chicken gizzards into their bowls. They glanced at each other and thought that the most delicious thing in the stewed chicken was not the drumsticks?Why didn't Zhou Zheng grab the chicken leg, but put such an unappetizing thing into his bowl instead.

The two of them were clearly inexperienced with stewed chicken.

But Zhou Zheng's careful thinking couldn't hide from Zhou Ming's eyes. Seeing Zhou Zheng's lack of politeness, Zhou Ming immediately put on a straight face: "Why don't you have any manners at all? There are guests here. You can eat the best with your chopsticks." The food is taken away, can you not be so selfish?"

Zhou Zheng chuckled and pointed at Zheng Bin and Wang Dali: "They both like to eat chicken legs, but not chicken gizzards. If you don't believe me, ask them!"

Zheng Bin and Wang Dali felt a little awkward holding the chopsticks for a moment, and the two forced a smile, and quickly said: "There is a lot of meat in this pot, let Zhou Zheng eat that one, we can eat other things."

After finishing speaking, the two stretched out their chopsticks to grab the chicken in the basin and eat it.

Zhou Ming lowered his face, put the chopsticks on the table, put his hands on his knees, and stared blankly at Zhou Zheng, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Zhou Zheng understood very well what this look represented. He picked up the chicken gizzard with a regretful face, smelled it, then stood up with a painful expression, and put the chicken gizzard into Wang Dali's bowl.

"Blessed are you two, the most delicious part will be given to you two, it's just a piece, you two share it."

Zhou Zheng sat back on the chair, heaved a long sigh, and pretended to be very disappointed to look at his father: "Is this all right?"

Zhou Ming sneered, but there was still no smile on his face: "It's not too bad."

He picked up the chopsticks, started to eat, and enthusiastically introduced to Zheng Bin and Wang Dali how to eat stewed chicken.

Wang Dali picked up the chicken gizzard, smelled it, and it was really fragrant. He put the chicken gizzard on the chopsticks in embarrassment, and wanted to eat it by himself. Feeling embarrassed, he bit half and gave the remaining half to Zheng Bin. I was also afraid that Zheng Bin would dislike it and would not eat it. If that was the case, wouldn't it be even more shameful.

After much thought, he put the chicken gizzards into Zheng Bin's bowl in the end: "This food doesn't look very tasty, so I'll give it to you. I still like chicken legs."

After putting down the chicken gizzard, Wang Dali turned around and picked up a chicken leg, put it in his bowl and started eating.

Zheng Bin took Wang Dali's words seriously, so he didn't give in any more, picked up the chopsticks and ate the chicken gizzard.

The whole chicken gizzard is not too big, and Zheng Bin finished it in two or three mouthfuls. When he took the first bite, Zheng Bin didn't feel how delicious the chicken gizzard was, but when he took the second bite, he felt that the chicken gizzard was delicious. He tasted the good taste of this piece of chicken gizzard, and when he finished eating a piece of chicken gizzard, he immediately realized that this was one of the most delicious things he had ever eaten in his life.

Zhou Zheng and Wang Dali turned their heads to look at Zheng Bin while they were eating, and the two said in tacit understanding at the same time, "Is it delicious?"

Zheng Bin nodded embarrassedly.

Both Zhou Zheng and Wang Dali looked lost.

Wang Dali and Zhou Zheng were really hungry, they devoured chicken and other dishes, and Zheng Bin was actually hungry too, but he always cared about his image, so he ate elegantly.

Seeing that Zheng Bin didn't drink the beer in front of him, Zhou Ming asked suspiciously: "Why don't you drink? Do you think this brand is not very good?"

Zheng Bin quickly waved his hand: "No uncle, I don't drink, and I haven't drunk since I was a child."

"Oh, there are still drinks in the kitchen, let Zhou Zheng get them for you."

Zhou Ming enthusiastically suggested.

"No need uncle, I don't drink carbonated drinks, I just eat." Zheng Bin said.

Zhou Ming is an old-fashioned thinker. He always felt that if the guests didn't drink something, he would feel sorry for himself as a host, so he immediately said: "I don't drink carbonated drinks, but there is orange juice. Can I drink orange juice?"

Zheng Bin was already embarrassed by the question. Although he didn't want to drink orange juice, he could only nod his head reluctantly: "Okay, orange juice can be drunk."

Zhou Ming immediately turned his head, and said to Zhou Zheng who was wolfing down his food, "Don't eat, go to the kitchen and bring Zheng Bin the orange juice."

Zhou Zheng put down his chopsticks, turned around and walked outside without any hesitation.

Zheng Bin quickly stood up, followed Zhou Zheng out, and stopped Zhou Zheng at the same time: "Zhou Zheng, don't move, I'll get it myself."

Zhou Ming got up immediately, and pulled Zheng Bin back to his seat: "You are a guest, how can I let you do it, you sit down and eat well, and let Zhou Zheng get it."

Neither Wang Dali nor Zheng Bin expected Zhou Zheng's father to be so enthusiastic and polite. They both looked at each other and felt that there were not enough things to buy in the yard.

(End of this chapter)