Divorce in middle age: starting with the manor system

"Come on, come on!"

Wu Qingfeng, who was wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen with two stacks of vegetables, and put the vegetables on the table while yelling.

At this time, Li Debang and the old man had already drunk three points of wine.

For Li Debang's arrival, especially when he learned that Li Debang is a national professor of animal husbandry, it is naturally very welcome.

The old man is so hospitable!

But more is sympathy. The old man contributed to the country when he was a soldier when he was young, and Li Debang's breeding also contributed to the country. As long as it is for the country, they are comrades in the same trench.

As for Wu Qingfeng, he naturally cooked the food himself.

Since he came home from divorce, it has been a long time since he touched a kitchen knife and spatula!

In the past, in Shanghai, although there were nannies, most of the time, Wu Di, Wu Duo and Yang Liu preferred to eat his cooking.

Therefore, although there is a nanny, most of the time, when he is free, he still cooks by himself.

He still prefers to cook. It may be because he has taken care of the family for a long time, or it may be natural.

He feels a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment just by feeling that a piece of food has become delicious in his own hands.

Therefore, I dare not say how good his cooking skills are, but he has been involved in most home-cooked dishes, some Sichuan and Hunan dishes, stewed dishes, Cantonese dishes, and even Japanese and Western dishes.

Even the national dish of Korean Bangzi, "chilli noodle kimchi" he also knows.

This time Li Debang brought so many important gifts, he naturally wanted to entertain others well.

The old man and the old lady are hardworking people by nature, so they no longer grow grains, but more and more vegetable fields are planted.

In addition, there are still a lot of marinated New Year's goods prepared by the two elderly people during the Chinese New Year, so it is easy to make up eight plates and four bowls.

There are many sayings that there are eight plates and four bowls for banquets in China, but each province has its own advantages.

Eight plates in their Qin Nan represent cold dishes.

Four bowls represent hot dishes.

Of course, eight plates do not mean that there are only eight cold dishes, and four bowls do not mean that there are only four hot dishes. If you are enthusiastic, no one will criticize you if you double it.

"Brother, come and sit, come and sit, don't cook, there are only a few of us, and you can't fit the whole table."

"You can't finish it, it's too wasteful, don't fry it!" Seeing Wu Qingfeng coming, Li Debang got up and said.

"Xiao Li, let you eat vegetables, if you don't eat, you can eat more, isn't it just not wasting!" The old man Wu Shixun sitting next to Li Debang saw Li Debang get up, his attention was on his son Wu Qingfeng, and he quickly mentioned his home brewed food. Pour the made grain wine into Li Debang's wine glass.

"Uncle, you... I really can't drink anymore, I have to drive!" Wu Shixun's movements were too fast, Li Debang just realized that Wu Shixun had already filled up the disposable plastic cup.

"What kind of car do you drive? There are plenty of rooms at home. If you're drunk, you'll leave tomorrow!" Wu Shixun laughed.

Wu Qingfeng put two dishes on the table, untied his apron, and said with a smile: "That's right, there are many rooms at home, so sleep when you're drunk!"

"And it's only so much, the glass is at most two and a half, I don't believe you only drink so much!"

"Brother, I had a drink just now!" Li Debang smiled wryly.

The old man was too enthusiastic, and kept toasting him. He was an elder, and he couldn't refuse. My good guy, I didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, and I didn't know it before eating two and a half bags of grain wine!

"Brother, don't tell me that you can't even drink five taels of liquor?"

"Still, you are not used to this ordinary grain wine."

"It just so happens that there are two bottles of sauce-flavored Moutai at home. My dad is not used to drinking it, and neither am I. You should be able to drink it!" After Wu Qingfeng finished speaking, he was about to get up to get the wine.

Grain-wrapped wine is mellow and strong. Although it is not top-notch, people who are used to famous brand blended wines such as Moutai and Wuliangye are really not used to drinking pure-brewed grain-wrapped wine.

"Don't, don't, brother, you go around me!" Li Debang was in a hurry, ready to stop Wu Qingfeng.

Just kidding, although he can have a few drinks, but with five or two packs of grain wine and two bottles of Moutai, he might not be able to resist.

"Uncle Wu, Grandpa Wu, I really don't drink much, so don't take it, let's drink to our heart's content, drink happily, but don't get hurt!" Li Zhaolong also put down his chopsticks to persuade him.

"Listen to Zhaolong, you are too savage. You can drink as much as you can. Why force others? You are still a professor. If there is a small problem with drinking, it will be a loss to the country!" Sitting next to Li Zhaolong The old lady grabbed her son, gave her husband a blank look, and said seriously.

"Professor Li, don't mind. The father and son are used to being barbaric, but they are also hospitable. You can drink as much as you can. If you can't drink, don't drink!" The old lady looked at Li Debang again and smiled.

"Come, come, Professor Li eats vegetables, and Zhaolong, you don't drink, what do you want to eat, don't be polite!" The old lady smiled at Li Zhaolong.

For the old lady, Li Zhaolong is about the same age as her grandson, so she also likes it very much.

"Grandma, I see!"

"You eat too!"

……

Wu Shixun and Wu Qingfeng looked at each other, and they were a little embarrassed when the old lady said this.

Wu Qingfeng sat down again, smiled at Li Debang and said, "Brother, come here, let's eat!"

"These two dishes are my specialty!"

"Because I know your teeth are not good, so this plate of dried bamboo shoots and roasted bacon has been afraid for a long time, the meat should be rotten.

Also, this is authentic bacon made from purebred Yanan black pigs, which is hard to find anywhere else! "Wu Qingfeng laughed.

"Yaran black pig?"

"You still have Yanan black pig here?" Li Debang was taken aback, surprised.

Li Zhaolong was also surprised.

As a graduate student in animal husbandry, he has deeply engraved in his mind the endangered pig breeds in China.

Of course he knew about the local breed of Yanan black pig.

According to national statistics, the number of purebred Yanan black pigs from Sichuan and Qinnan will not exceed [-], or even less.

I didn't expect Wu Qingfeng to have a village breed of black pigs in this place.

"Yanan black pigs were originally a breed of pigs passed down in our place. Although the number is small now, we can still see some here in Qinnan!" Wu Qingfeng laughed.

"Then I want to taste it. I have heard of this pig, but I haven't eaten it yet!" Li Debang nodded, and quickly picked up a rotten piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Li Zhaolong was no longer gentle, and following his father's chopsticks, he picked up a piece of fat and thin meat and put it into his mouth.

"fragrant!"

"It's so fragrant, it melts in the mouth, and the fragrance of dried winter bamboo shoots blends in, it's simply amazing." Li Debang directly raised his thumb to Wu Qingfeng.

"And brother, you have nothing to say about your cooking skills. First of all, this plate of dried winter bamboo shoots stewed bacon does not use any spices, not even garlic and ginger. The pure taste can explain my cooking skills. It has reached a stage. It has reached the pinnacle." Li Debang said while savoring the taste in his mouth.

He is also a foodie. There are many ancient pig breeds in the national breeding base, so these professors are also very oral. They can satisfy their appetite with pork from various local pigs.

Only local pig breeds can make a unique dish without any spices, green onion, ginger and garlic, with pure original flavor and superb cooking skills.