Chapter 941: Perfect Chinese New Year's Eve Dinner

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Before noon, the relatives arrived, and although it was a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, it was not necessary to eat it at night.

I don't know what year it started, but the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner starts at one or two o'clock in the afternoon.

It is said that the reason is that whoever fires the cannon early, whoever receives the blessing early, can have a good fortune.

As a result, the nominal Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was repeatedly advanced, after all, everyone wanted to be auspicious.

What time to eat, it's not up to you to decide.

After the parents arrived, Cai Gen put mahjong on the table for them, playing mahjong while waiting for dinner.

As for helping out in the back kitchen, that's not possible.

Since Cai Gen returned to his hometown five years ago, this kind of major family banquet, as long as he is in the store, has not used his parents to stretch out his hand.

The original plan was to make two tables, so Xiao Er prepared two sets of eight large bowls of ingredients.

However, there is no problem with cooking, ordinary home-cooked food, and taking a look on the Internet.

If you make some dishes that test your skills, it will not be temporary.

Especially Xiao Er is not familiar with the west, and if he wants to hold the feet of other Buddhas, he will not be given a chance, and most of them will be kicked out.

The first set was made, and the appearance was okay, but the taste was average, and Cai Gen was very dissatisfied.

The second set is made, and the appearance is not good, but the taste is very good, and Xiao Er is very dissatisfied.

Because there is no third set of ingredients, Xiao Er can already judge that the Chinese New Year's Eve meal is not perfect.

Cai Gen didn't dare to look at Xiao Er, and he never dared to ask what that sentence was.

Xiao Er was also simply, holding Xiao Lynx, he was about to go out and swish directly, but was stopped by Cai Gen at the door.

"Xiao Er, why are you going?"

"Boss, I think it's better for you not to ask for details."

"So what are you taking me for?"

Xiao Lynx originally had a good time with Tuan Tuan, but he was brought out by Xiao Er like this, which was very incomprehensible.

"Stinky cat, what's your use? In addition to being convenient for loading things, what else do you use? ”

Xiao Er's thinking is really straightforward, and it seems that the identity of Xiao Tmall, the warehouse keeper, has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Cai Gen pulled Xiao Er while looking at the relatives playing mahjong in the house, and his heart was vague.

The second child has already stepped on a good point, and now the eight big bowls he made are unsuccessful, and it seems that he is going to find the bottom.

Even if Cai Gen doesn't ask about this detail, he can speculate that it will not be far from ten.

There may be such a restaurant, which may be open today for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and may happen to prepare eight bowls.

The most important thing is that the cook who cooks is better than the eight big bowls made by Xiao Er.

Now, Xiao Er is ready to go, and by the way, bring back someone else's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with a whistling cat.

I really want to be so vague.

After all, it's a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, very important, okay?

Of the three hundred and sixty-five days, there is only one important festival in a year.

Giving the family a perfect Chinese New Year's Eve meal is what Cai Gen is most proud of, and eating has always been important in his dictionary.

Or, just this once, not the next example?

Cai Gen has already found many reasons that seem to be tenable.

After all, Cai Gen still didn't let go, and it was not only Xiao Er who was holding on tightly, but also the values that wanted to deviate.

If you eat it yourself, what will others eat?

Is your own year a year, and someone else's year a Sunday?

"Xiao Er, I won't ask for details."

"Well, boss, I'll go."

"Let's make do with it, don't go, I think, in fact, we can do okay."

"Boss, that's not perfect."

pulled Xiao Er into the store, walked back to the back kitchen, and arranged for Xiao Sun Xiaoshui to take the dishes.

"Little Er, how can life be perfect?

Perfect things are certainly not real, and incomplete beauty is real beauty.

Forget it, let's drink the hot chicken soup in a while, and I won't pour it for you, which probably means that you can taste it slowly. ”

Although Xiao Er was still unwilling, he saw that Cai Gen was very persistent, so he obediently assisted in taking the dishes.

Cai Gen's family of seven people, plus Xiaosun, Shi Huozhu, Zhen Shuiyin, Xiao Er, and Duan Xiaohong, a total of twelve people.

It's basically the same as when I was a child.,It's just that there's an extra little two.。

Originally, Xiao Er didn't want to serve on the table, after all, it was the same whether he ate or not.

Cai Gen still pulled him over, the most important thing for the New Year is Renquan He'er, and the identity on the surface is Xiao Sun's cousin.

Everyone is full of people, and Cai Gen will not be stupid enough to call Xiao Xiao over, the scene is easy to get out of control.

When the parents saw it, since they were all relatives, they didn't see anything else.

It's just that the father-in-law whispered to Cai Gen several times, thinking that it was not good for the second child to enter the society too early, and he should still go to school more.

Cai Gen could only prevaricate, this was a winter vacation, and he still had to go back to school after the New Year, which dispelled his father-in-law's worries.

The elders spoke, the juniors toasted, the past summary, the beginning of the year, and a set of processes according to the step-by-step, everyone was very happy to eat and drink.

No one raised any objections to the quality of the Eight Bowls.

Yes, in this peaceful atmosphere, it doesn't matter if you eat well or not, and what you eat.

The important thing is that everyone sits together, eating, laughing, drinking, and chatting.

Xiao Lynx is more disturbing, and he can't serve it on the table, so he can only squat at the feet of Tuan Tuan and keep selling cuteness.

Then under the favor of Tuan Tuan, I ate eight big bowls, but not on the table, but under the table.

When Duan Xiaohong drank the third cup, she was a little self-indulgent, and happened to be next to Cai Tuantuan.

As a result, she became the kind of aunt who had the most eyesight.

"Tuan Tuan, tell my aunt, how did you do in the exam this year?"

Cai Gen didn't want to listen to it all at once, and he couldn't stop your mouth when he drank, Duan Tuan was really choking.

Hey, what does it have to do with you?

If you do well in the exam, it won't make you pretty.

In case the test is not good, so many people are watching, how embarrassing is the child?

Shi Huozhu's EQ is much higher than Duan Xiaohong's, and he doesn't forget his original intention when he drinks, and always takes care of Cai Gen's emotions, including Cai Tuantuan.

"Come on, come on, Sister Duan, let's have a drink.

This year, you didn't bear me, let's laugh and enmity. ”

Duan Xiaohong squinted her red eyes and looked at Shi Huozhu's half glass of white wine, with a look of disdain.

"Someone who toasted with half a glass of wine?

No manners, you are not as good as a child. ”

Seeing that Cai Tuantuan didn't answer at the first time, maybe the results were not satisfactory, so he was embarrassed to say it, so he began to persuade himself.

"Tuan Tuan, it's okay, it's not a shame to study badly.

Auntie graduated from elementary school, didn't she live for so many years.

In the future, Auntie will take you into the industry, why don't you mix a bowl of rice and three meals of wine? ”

Sure enough, it's time to talk about it, did you drink too much and reveal your true feelings?

All of a sudden, he exposed his true intention of drinking Mengzi and being uneducated to eat and wait for death?

Besides, the general context is, although I graduated from elementary school, I am not a billionaire now?

Is there any convincing thing about you, a man who lives only by beating white strips and mixing rice?

Is being alive your greatest desire?

Is it enough to be alive enough for you to be proud?