MTL - Almighty Dad-Chapter 18 Patriarchal 18

Today, Han Ze’s goal is to register his child’s household registration. He has no plan to set up a noodle stall, and he has not prepared any ingredients, not to mention the old hen soup for cooking noodles, and he did not buy chopped green onions or green leafy vegetables. He mixed noodles, boiled water, and bought vegetables. , Boil chicken soup, it will take a lot of time to prepare these, he said in embarrassment: "Why don't you come back next time you meet?"

A vegetable seller said bitterly: "Chef Han, please don't make us wait any longer. If you have any troubles, just say it out. There are so many of us, can't we solve it? Do you want to burn a fire, or Do you want to wash the dishes? Just ask for support."

"Yes, yes, Chef Han, if you need help, just ask."

After finally waiting for the Korean chef, he had to eat the bowl of noodles no matter what, so as to relieve the gluttony.

Han Ze smiled: "I'm going to buy vegetables..."

Before Han Ze could finish his sentence, the grocery store owner quickly interrupted him: "Chef Han, my vegetable stall has all kinds of vegetables. I'll bring you the greens and shallots for cooking noodles."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Han Ze to respond, he ran out like the wind, turned back after running halfway, and said, "Chef Han, it's too late today, just ordinary noodles, no need to prepare chicken soup, what do you think? "

Han Ze frowned subconsciously. He could make memorable noodles without chicken soup, but the rules must not be broken. Just as he was about to refuse, the vegetable seller said: "Chef Han, we don't care if there is chicken soup, we believe that even if there is no chicken soup , The taste of Korean chef's noodles is not wrong, but I hope you sell some other foods, such as dumplings or stir-fried vegetables? I only eat in the morning, and the two meals at noon and evening are too difficult."

Others echoed, they just want to eat noodles quickly, they really don't care if it's chicken soup noodles, and they believe that with the cooking skills of Korean chefs, even if there is no chicken soup, the taste of the noodles will not be bad.

Han Ze refused, and made the noodles as they should be. Cutting corners was not in line with his nature.

The diners were disappointed, and then full of admiration for Han Ze. Chef Han's cooking skills are so good that he is comparable to a master chef. He is still not arrogant and sticks to his duty. Such a chef is their blessing.

Han Ze went to the vegetable market to pick a hen, and when he returned to the noodle stall, a diner was helping to boil water, and several diners beside him were helping to wash vegetables and chop green onions. They were very busy.

Han Ze touched the back of his head, washed the chicken and stewed it in the pot, and then started kneading the noodles. The diners who were washing dishes and chopping green onions surrounded him.

Han Ze was not in a hurry. After the first bowl of noodles was served, the second bowl of noodles was almost ready... The diners hadn't eaten such delicious noodles in half a month. How could a bowl satisfy their hunger? After finishing one bowl, almost everyone ordered a second bowl, thinking that it was almost noon, so it would be better to finish lunch together.

After selling the noodles and delivering the guests, it was already noon. Han Ze had fed the diners, but his stomach was empty. Zhang Lei brought the meat and vegetables, threw the vegetables on the table, and said, "Stir fry two dishes, we brothers Have a drink or two. I'll go to the store next door and buy some wine."

Han Ze, who was about to close the stall and go home: "..."

When Zhang Lei came back from buying wine, he saw that Han Ze was roasting meat, and the strong smell of meat came over his face. He sniffed, and his saliva was about to flow out. After delivering the guests, hurry up and bring the dishes over, otherwise there is no chance of eating the dishes made by Han Ze.

When the food was served, Zhang Lei looked through the cupboards to find wine glasses. Han Ze reminded him: "Brother Lei, I am a noodle stall."

Noodle stalls only sell noodles, not alcohol.

Zhang Lei patted his head, there is no wine glass, there is also a noodle bowl, brothers, you give me a toast, I toast to you, drink it, Zhang Lei eats the meat, the wonderful taste enters his mouth, he narrows his eyes happily, Proud of his ingenuity again.

The two were full, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and Han Ze said honestly: "There will be no fair tomorrow, and I originally planned to invite you to my house for a drink. Today, we two brothers drank, so we don't have to delay your buying or killing pigs tomorrow." Now, I can get busy."

Zhang Lei slowed down by a beat, and looked at Han Ze in a daze: "What did you say?"

Han Ze glanced at him and said, "Brother Lei, I know you like my cooking. You have helped me so much. I have been thinking about cooking for you myself. I wanted to invite you to my house for a drink tomorrow." , Fortunately, I took the time to cook a table of dishes for you today, and you can do whatever you need to do tomorrow, so as not to delay your buying pigs."

Buying a fart pig, Zhang Lei wanted to scold someone, he pointed to the empty plate on the table, and said, "I paid for the food and the wine."

So tomorrow he has to be invited to dinner and drink, and Han Ze has to cook himself, today’s can’t be counted.

Han Ze suddenly realized, how can someone pay for dinner? He took out a pile of change from his pocket and asked, "Brother Lei, how much did you spend on the vegetables? I'll give it to you."

Zhang Lei: "..."

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Before Han Ze reached the door, the two elder sisters and younger sister greeted him. He was a little surprised. When did they become so enthusiastic about him? With an anxious face on her face, Han Xilan stepped forward and said, "Brother is probably back, mother doesn't want to eat, she says she wants to eat the noodles you made."

She doesn't think that the eldest brother, a farmer, can make any delicious noodles. Although, she has eaten the braised pork made by the elder brother once, it tastes really delicious, making people want to eat it again, but she thinks that it is the play of the elder brother. Extraordinary, let him do it next time, it may not be so delicious.

She couldn't understand why her mother was so obsessed with the noodles made by her elder brother, dragging her sickly body, she would rather go hungry than wait for her elder brother to come back and cook noodles for her.

She murmured to herself, could it be that mother deliberately tortured her elder brother because her elder brother didn't agree to pay her to find a job for her? Thinking about it, I think it's impossible, the eldest brother is also mother's son, even if he gets angry with him again, it won't torture him.

As soon as Han Ze heard that his mother didn't want to eat, it was okay, so he hurriedly rode his bicycle to the second child's house. Han Xilan looked at the two sisters, and the three sisters looked at each other, and followed Han Ze.

When Han Ze arrived at Han Hai's house, he went straight into the kitchen, and within half an hour, a bowl of fragrant noodles came out.

Han Xilan glanced into the bowl, wanting to see what kind of noodles she was thinking about so much. When she looked at them, she was disappointed, but the fragrance was quite good. It was the noodles, she looked the same as usual The noodles made by several sisters-in-law are similar, nothing unusual.

Han Ze didn't care what she was thinking, and went into Mrs. Han's room with a bowl. Mrs. Han lay on the bed drowsily, when a familiar scent of noodle came over her, she opened her eyes suddenly, sat up suddenly, that movement The agile stupefied startled the Han sisters next to them, and they were relieved when they saw that their mother was fine.

Sister Han took a step forward, took the noodle bowl in Han Ze's hand, and said, "Mom, let me feed you."

Mrs. Han was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, and she wished she could swallow a cow. She would not let others feed it, not to mention such delicious noodles, which are only safe if she holds them in her own hands. Without saying a word, she snatched the noodle bowl from the eldest girl's hand, and hurriedly ate it.

Sister Han frowned and advised, "Mother, eat slowly."

Mrs. Han turned a deaf ear to it.

Han Xilan looked at her mother's movements, looked sideways, and asked in surprise, "How delicious are these noodles?"

Mrs. Han didn't bother to pay attention to her at all, she just buried herself in eating noodles.

Sister Han smiled as if thinking of something: "Did you go to the market during this time?"

Second Sister Han shook her head, she was busy at home and in the field all day, so she had no time to go to the market.

Sister Han smiled and said: "Recently, there was a noodle stall next to the vegetable market in the town, and I heard that the boss sells noodles for ten yuan a bowl. What do you think the noodles are made of, and can they sell for ten yuan a bowl? "

Second Sister Han turned her head to look at her. Although she didn't go to the market, she had heard about it and said jokingly, "Don't it be made of dragon meat?"

Han Ze: "..."

Han Xilan curled her lips: "A bowl of noodles worth ten yuan can be sold in the town? Could it be really dragon meat noodles?"

She thought that even if it was dragon meat noodles, no one could afford them, and no one in big cities sold such expensive noodles.

Han Ze suddenly said, "It's either dragon meat noodles, or ordinary chicken soup noodles."

Han Xilan turned her head, looked at her eldest brother, and asked, "How do you know? Could it be that you have eaten it?" The eldest brother is not such a generous person.

Han Ze said, "Because I set up that stall."

"What?"

Han Xilan, Eldest Sister Han, and Second Sister Han all looked at Han Ze in disbelief.

Han Ze explained again: "I set up that stall, not dragon meat noodles."

Han Xilan looked at her elder brother like a fool, and said, "Brother, the noodles are so expensive, can you sell them?"

Han Ze didn't say anything.

Han Xilan already believed that he hadn't sold, and said earnestly, "Brother, that's not how the business works. A bowl of noodles costs ten yuan. Isn't that a scam? Who's stupid to not eat cheap noodles? It's so expensive." noodles? Business is not good, right?”

Han Ze thought about it for a while. He only sells 60 bowls of noodles every day. Compared with other restaurants, the business is really not good, so he nodded honestly and said, "The business is really not good."

Han Xilan frowned: "Brother, I think you have to close the noodle stall or lower the price of noodles, otherwise you won't make any money, and you will lose money."

She will teach in Shuangji High School in the future, but she doesn't want to see a brother who is heavily in debt.

Han Ze was not very happy, and said in a low voice: "The noodles made by my cooking skills are worth ten yuan. I never say anything to anyone. It doesn't matter if the business is not good. As long as others can eat the noodles I made, I am satisfied." , I didn’t think about making money.”

He really doesn't care much about the success of his business. If he did, he wouldn't only sell sixty bowls of noodles a day.

As soon as he said this, not only Han Xilan was displeased, but also the eldest sister Han and the second sister Han frowned. Only Pozi Han, who was buried in eating noodles, didn't respond.

Han Xilan snorted: "Okay, since that's the case, the big brother will lose money in the future, so don't ask other brothers and sisters to borrow money."

The most important thing is that she is going to work, and she has a salary, so she is afraid that her elder brother will ask her to borrow money.

Han Ze said with a sad face, "We are brothers and sisters, shouldn't we help each other?"

Han Xilan rolled her eyes and said, "Brother is determined to go his own way, how can we help you?"

Han Ze seemed to be hurt by his sister's words, and said angrily, "Okay, if I don't ask you to borrow money, I won't. I will earn money in the future, so don't ask me to borrow money."

Han Xilan said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, we brothers and sisters will never ask you to borrow money."

With the loss-making noodle stall of the eldest brother and the little money he earned from farming, it is not enough to support five girls, so there is no money to lend to others. What's more, the second brother's family has a consignment store, and the third brother is a worker, and the conditions are better than that of the eldest brother. Only the eldest brother can borrow money from others, and it is impossible for other brothers and sisters to borrow money.

Han Ze looked at the two older sisters. Although the two older sisters thought it was unsightly to have such a quarrel between siblings, Han Ze's single-minded temperament really needed to be changed. The noodle stall didn't make any money, so why insisted on continuing to open it? So they also nodded, saying that they would not lend money to Han Ze in the future, and planned to teach Han Ze a lesson so that he would have a better memory. Don't go all the way to the dark, don't know how to turn back.

"I see."

Han Ze looked at the three of them sadly, turned around and walked out, with a sense of loneliness that was not understood by his family in his back.