Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

"Brother, are you almost well?"

"Wait a little longer."

"Brother, how long do we have to wait?"

"Brother, is this really going to be okay?"

"elder brother…"

"Shut up, you kid."

This guy is already eighteen years old this year, but he is still like a greedy child. He doesn't want to wait for a moment and keeps chattering, making my head hurt.

Now Liu Guozheng finally understood why he was beaten for talking too much around the stove as a child, and now he has the urge to beat someone up.

"Brother, how about getting a piece first so I can taste the saltiness?"

"Here, be careful... your forehead is hot..."

He had just picked up a piece, but before Liu Guozheng could finish his words, Erlang snatched it away and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Hiss, hiss, whirr, hiss."

"Oh, it's hot, hot, hot."

"hiss…"

He wanted to spit it out but was reluctant to do so, but he couldn't swallow it. The chicken nuggets kept turning in his mouth, and Wang Erleng was so burned that he kept spinning in circles.

"Haha, you deserve it for being anxious."

After saying that, he slowly picked up a piece of chicken and tasted it slowly.

In one word: fragrant.

Two words: delicious.

The meat is firm and chewy.

It has the taste of childhood. The potatoes and chicken stew made this time are fully seasoned and the taste is absolutely amazing. At least that's what Liu Guozheng thinks.

In this age when people can’t even get enough food, this can be said to be the ultimate delicacy.

"Brother Zheng, can we start eating now?"

Erlang was extremely impatient, like a monkey who had encountered a fairy peach. He was almost jumping up and down and scratching his ears and cheeks.

"Okay."

Liu Guozheng opened the lid of the pot directly, and the rich aroma spread out.

"You know what, Brother Zheng, your cooking skills are really good."

After saying this, Erlang was no longer polite and sat down and started eating right away. He smacked his lips while eating, and the food tasted so delicious!

"Snapped."

Wang Erleng, who was smacking his lips and eating hard, received a slap on his bald head.

"Brother Zheng, why did you hit me?"

He looked at Liu Guozheng in confusion, then buried his head and started smacking his lips again.

"Erlang, you smack your lips again, I'll really beat you up!"

"Brother, smacking your lips means it smells good! It means your cooking skills are good."

"It doesn't smell good, and no one is competing with you for it. Why don't you try smacking your lips again?"

"Well, you're the boss, you have the final say."

Wang Erleng wanted to make some excuses, but when he saw the boss's hand raised again, he quickly changed his words.

Although they stopped smacking their lips, their eating speed did not slow down at all. They were sweating profusely while eating and it was such a great enjoyment.

Originally Liu Guozheng ate in a leisurely manner, but he was infected by Wang Erleng and started eating quickly as well.

"Erlang, try this corn tortilla, it tastes good with the soup."

"Brother Zheng, if it tastes good, you can eat more. I still like to eat meat."

"Hey, you're not stupid."

"My name is Er Leng, not Er Sha, so of course I know what's delicious."

As soon as Wang Erleng finished speaking, he stuffed another piece of chicken into his mouth without even raising his head.

Seeing Erlang's attitude, Liu Guozheng said nothing more and started eating with relish.

Normally, it would take at least twenty minutes to eat a meal slowly, but in just five minutes, the two of them finished a pot of chicken and potatoes.

"Cool!"

“Too full.”

Wang Erleng held his stomach and slumped on the ground.

Liu Guozheng also had a look of satisfaction on his face. It was great, so great, especially when he had a good companion, he could eat two more bowls of rice than usual.

After dinner, Liu Guozheng suddenly thought of a question and asked hurriedly, "Erleng, did you tell them the address and how to get there?"

"Brother, I'll do the work, don't worry."

Wang Erleng, who had burped, was obviously stunned for a moment. He touched his bald head, glanced at Liu Guozheng cautiously, and then said, "Brother, don't worry, I'll go to the intersection and wait for you."

After saying that, he didn't even wash the pot and ran straight to the village entrance.

While running, he shouted: "Brother Zheng, this time you can help me wash the pot first."

"I'll go, right?"

Seeing Wang Erleng's performance, Liu Guozheng had a bad feeling. This guy probably forgot how to leave and ran away in a hurry because he was afraid that he would beat him.

"Erlang, don't run so fast, especially after eating."

Liu Guozheng hurriedly reminded him, fearing that Erlang might get appendicitis.

"understood."

He replied without even turning his head, and Erlang naturally slowed down his pace.

Looking at Erlang running away, Liu Guozheng thought of what Comrade Lao Li said: He is really a talented person.