Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

At dinner time, because there were so many people, we were divided into two tables, one table for the work unit and one table for family.

At this time, except for Sun Zhengnan, everyone else at the table poured themselves a glass of wine.

Seeing this, Sun Zhengguo made an opening speech, "Come on, everyone, raise your glasses and toast to our reunion after ten years!"

"cheers."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone took a gulp. Sun Zhengguo put down his glass and quickly picked up his chopsticks to greet everyone.

"Everyone, please don't be polite when you eat."

When everyone saw Sun Zhengguo take the first step, they stopped being polite and started eating with their chopsticks.

There is no doubt about He Daqing's cooking skills. After tasting the food, everyone gave it their approval.

Then everyone started drinking and chatting, but rarely talked about work. They mainly listened to Zhang Yucheng talk about the differences between the north and the south.

Even the old men at the next table were listening with great interest and found it very novel.

For example, people in the South don’t eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, but they will cook a large table of dishes.

For example, people in the South call "ye" only to mean grandfather, so the word "ye" should not be used indiscriminately.

Also, although the temperature in the south seems to be quite high in winter, it is actually extremely cold, and even authentic northerners can't stand it when they go there.

"Yucheng, wait a minute." Zheng Wenhua couldn't help but ask, "Then people in the south don't have heating or a stove?"

"Stop it!" Zhang Yucheng said with a look of pain on his face, as if he was recalling his unbearable past.

"The first year I went there, I almost froze to death. Later I even contacted the logistics department about this matter, but they had never heard of heating or stoves, and they didn't even have coats or fur hats for winter."

"No way? Then how did they survive the winter?" Zhou Weimin was also a little unconvinced. After all, this matter sounded a bit mysterious.

Take the uncles in Beijing for example. In the winter, everyone who goes out wears a coat, a hat, and cotton gloves. It may be okay if you do it once or twice, but if it happens every day, no one can stand it.

Hearing that Zhou Weimin also didn't believe it, Zhang Yucheng sneered.

"Believe it or not, I tell you, to survive the winter in the south, you have to rely on two words: toughness."

"Hard bar?"

Everyone looked at each other, and all looked at Sun Zhengguo, as if they wanted to hear what he had to say.

"Why are you looking at me? This should be true. It may be related to geographical differences. If you want me to explain it, I can't. I can only say that the local environment nurtures the local people. You just need to get used to it."

Although Sun Zhengguo could not explain this phenomenon, he had been to the south in his previous life!

Therefore, he was not talking nonsense. After all, only those who have experienced such things would know.

Just as people at the two tables were still discussing how people in the south survive the winter, He Daqing's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"The family portrait is here!"

Immediately afterwards, He Daqing and Sister Wu were seen each carrying a large pot of food to the table.

"Family photo?"

When Sun Zhengguo saw this dish, he looked rather surprised.

As an authentic native of Shandong Province in his previous life, how could he not know the dish of Family Portrait?

The ingredients needed are not just a little bit, and some of them may not be available even if you have money.

So after all these years, this was the first time he had seen this dish.

With all kinds of questions and curiosity, he called out to He Daqing who was about to return to the kitchen.

"Uncle He, I remember that the ingredients needed for the dish of Family Portrait include sea cucumber, abalone, premium ham, etc. Where did you find so many good things?"

"Hey, Director Sun, as soon as I heard what you said, I knew you were an expert."

He Daqing remained calm, flattered the man first, and then continued speaking.

"Please take a closer look. I have substituted beef tendon for the sea cucumber, scallops for the abalone, bacon for the ham, spring bamboo shoots for the magnolia slices, and both shiitake and oyster mushrooms can be used.

Although most of the ingredients in this dish are substitutes, I can guarantee that the taste is absolutely not bad. If you don’t believe me, please try it first. "

After hearing He Daqing's explanation, Sun Zhengguo didn't waste any words. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef tendon, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Not bad, not bad. The texture is soft and chewy, yet fresh. The various ingredients are cleverly matched to solve the shortage of precious ingredients. Uncle He, you are thoughtful. Come, come, I'll toast you a glass."

After taking the first bite, Sun Zhengguo gave a high evaluation of the dish.

After hearing this, Sun Zhengnan, who was standing by, immediately took the wine glass and helped pour the wine, showing that he was very attentive.

When He Daqing heard the comments, his eyes widened with smiles. Then he picked up his wine glass and spoke to everyone.

"It's my honor that the leaders like it. I've done it, and you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp, then turned the empty glass upside down and bowed to everyone.

"Dear leaders, please enjoy your drinks. I have something else to do in the kitchen, so I won't accompany you."

Sun Zhengguo nodded when he saw this. After all, the occasion was not right and he couldn't ask He Daqing to sit down and eat.

After a short episode, everyone tasted the new dish and praised it highly.

Slowly, as time passed, the people at my grandfather's table had finished eating, but those at Sun Zhengguo's table were still drunk.

At this time, except for Sun Zhengguo and Sun Zhengnan, everyone else at the table was basically over 70% drunk.

I have to say it, but once this guy gets drunk, he dares to say anything.

When everyone was reminiscing about their youthful years, they unknowingly started talking about Sun Zhengguo.

Zheng Wenhua, under the influence of alcohol, started to complain.

"Hey! You know, this old classmate of mine has bullied me all my life when we were in school. He came the latest every day and always got first place in grades, while I was always second. Do you think this is fair?"

Hearing this, several drunk people at the table nodded at the same time, feeling that there was nothing wrong with this statement.

Zhang Yucheng immediately asked, "Then you don't have any way to suppress him?"

"Of course there isn't." Zheng Wenhua immediately replied unconvinced.

"My buddy had a girlfriend when he was in high school, but he didn't, and he didn't even have one when he was about to graduate from college. If my buddy hadn't sympathized with him and thought of him first when something good happened, he would probably still be single!"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing such explosive news, everyone burst into laughter.

Then Zheng Wenhua exposed many embarrassing things that happened to Sun Zhengguo when he was in school, which made everyone laugh.

Zhou Weimin was not to be outdone and talked about his experience when he was pursuing Sun Zhenghong.

Anyway, I took advantage of the alcohol to give this brother-in-law a good scolding.

Next were Sun Zhengan and Zhang Yucheng. In order to fit into the group, they also exposed many of the boss’s past embarrassing moments.

What they don’t know is that if looks could kill, they would have been killed many times by now.

Sun Zhengnan, who was the only sober person at the table, covered his eyes and observed three minutes of silence for the others.

I thought, just say it! The happier you are now, the more miserable you will be tomorrow.

However, as a good friend, he still used various small tricks to remind her, but the results were not satisfactory.