Chapter 132 The Taste of Hometown

Many people were chatting in the living room. The yard where Mr. Wang lived was very large, and the living room was as big as the house of an ordinary family.

Many people from three generations, old, middle-aged and young, gathered in the living room and were talking. They were attracted by the fragrance and became intoxicated.

"Hey, Old Wang, I heard that the chef you invited today is just a young girl. What delicious food did she make that smells so good?" The person who spoke was an old friend of Old Wang.

I heard that he had hired a young girl who cooked very delicious meals to prepare the meal, so I came here specially.

Wan Liguo also echoed: "Yes, Mr. Wang, it smells so good that I can eat three bowls of rice just by smelling it."

After all, Wan Liguo is a relative of Mr. Wang, even though they live a little far away, he certainly wouldn't miss such an occasion.

Actually, what Mr. Wang originally wanted was to invite a few good friends to have a simple meal and reminisce about the past.

As a result, quite a lot of people came today, including some of Mr. Wang’s friends, some relatives and even some friends who were not related to him at all.

The main thing is that although Mr. Wang has retired, his son and daughter-in-law still hold important positions in Yangjiang County, and his grandson has a bright future after demobilization.

Normally, everyone tries to find a way to make friends with Mr. Wang but can't find a way. So why not treat him to a meal? This way, you can take this opportunity to learn about his hobbies.

Then you can find an excuse to return the invitation. This way, there will be give and take, and the relationship will be better, right?
Not to mention this distant relative, Wan Liguo and Mr. Wang are truly related, mainly because Mr. Wang's deceased spouse was from the Wan family.

Wan Liguo came with his son and daughter today. His daughter Wan Xiufang is a good friend of Mr. Wang’s granddaughter Wang Xiuxiu.

Wang Xiuxiu felt a little unhappy when she heard others praising the young woman for cooking, because she had heard from her mother.

The young chef who came to cook was invited by my grandfather from Yongfeng Commune. His name was Gu Wan, and it was said that he was very familiar with Qi Bin.

Recalling the scene she saw last time in the county town, Wang Xiuxiu was so angry that she said a few words that confused right and wrong in front of her mother.

Humph, her mother is the boss of that little chef, and Qi Bin can’t possibly say anything.

The young cook will definitely take the blame.

Wang Xiuxiu was unhappy when she heard someone praising Gu Wan's cooking skills. She shook Old Wang's arm and said, "Grandpa, I can cook too. Just tell me what you want to eat. There's no need to hire a chef from outside."

Old Wang just laughed and said nothing. He tried his best to save his granddaughter's face in front of others.

Gu Wan was still busy over there. After frying the minced meat, she used the remaining oil in the pot to stir-fry the sauerkraut.

After the sour taste comes out, add water and cook for a while after the water boils so that the flavor of the sauerkraut can be fully diffused in the water.

Then you can add the rice noodles. Just put them in water and boil them for a while before taking them out.

Then pour the sauerkraut and soup in the pot into the bowl of rice noodles, and finally add a spoonful of minced meat. A bowl of fragrant sauerkraut and meat rice noodles is ready.

Because everyone's taste is different, Gu Wan didn't add much minced meat. She put the rest in a small bowl and set it aside.

Just like spicy soy sauce, if someone likes, you can add some more separately.

It was a very simple dish, but the sour and spicy aroma was very overbearing, so right after Gu Wan finished it, someone over there couldn't wait to urge him to bring it out.

This was a dish that was made to try out according to Wei Wanrong's request, so Gu Wan only made one bowl of it and served it out to serve to Mr. Wang alone.

All of Mr. Wang's guests had seen big events, even though Mr. Wang's daughter-in-law had said before that they would let the chef cook a dish to test the taste. According to everyone's expectations, at least they would have to have big fish and meat, such as braised pig's trotters, steamed pork with rice flour, twice-cooked pork, roast chicken, roast duck, and other big meat dishes.

But what the chef brought out was just a bowl of rice noodles. It looked delicious, but it was too fancy, wasn’t it?

It's true that they are young people and don't know anything.

Wang Xiuxiu on the other side showed a contemptuous smile. Who knew how this cheap girl could have fooled the eldest brother of the Qi family and even worked as a chef in the small kitchen of the commune.

Humph, looking at her flashy appearance, you can tell she doesn't have any talent.

Since they were going to taste the dishes, Mr. Wang’s would definitely be the main dish, so the bowl of pickled cabbage and minced pork rice noodles made by Gu Wan was served.

At the entrance, it was taken over by Wang Xiuxiu, who looked at her with contempt.

That look really does give off a feeling of someone in a superior position looking down on others.

It's a pity that Wang Xiuxiu is just a little girl in her early twenties, and she was brought up spoiled by her family. She can't display that kind of aura at all.

Gu Wan smiled faintly and returned a calm look.

But the result was that Wang Xiuxiu was so angry that she walked up to Mr. Wang with the bowl of rice noodles.

"Grandpa, where did you hire this chef? He said he was going to cook a feast, but he made this to entertain you?"

Mr. Wang's stomach has been very bad over the years. He basically can't eat the meat and fish outside. Occasionally, when he eats in the cafeteria, he only chooses vegetarian dishes.

Outsiders don't know and praise him for being honest and frugal. Even his own son and daughter-in-law may not understand the truth.

Therefore, not to mention Wang Xiuxiu, even Wei Wanrong was convinced that the young chef was not a good person, as he actually made such a weird thing to fool their family.

But when he saw what Wang Xiuxiu was holding, Mr. Wang smiled in surprise: "Sour cabbage rice noodles?"

Moreover, this sauerkraut rice noodle looks very authentic, with only a layer of minced meat on it, and it doesn’t look greasy.

Especially the sour and pleasant aroma, which has already whetted one's appetite. Wang Laoer took the bowl from his granddaughter without saying a word.

Mr. Wang placed the rice noodles on the table and couldn’t wait to pick up the chopsticks and take a bite.

Just with this one bite, Mr. Wang was stunned. He then turned around and said excitedly to his old friend: "This is the taste, this is the taste. I haven't eaten it for more than ten years."

As he spoke, he became a little excited and his eyes began to turn red.

This is the taste. When his old wife was still alive, she would make it for him, but it wasn’t as delicious as this.

In Mr. Wang’s memory, the most delicious one is the one his mother made when he was a child. In fact, the family was poor at that time, so his mother would never put meat in the sauerkraut rice noodles.

At most, I would specially cook a poached egg for him on his birthday.

It’s a pity that now that life is better, he can’t see his mother and his wife anymore.

Since he was transferred out of the province and left his hometown, he has not eaten authentic sauerkraut rice noodles for many years.

The other people in the room looked at the old leader in shock, not understanding why a bowl of such ordinary-looking rice noodles would make the old man look like that?