The scene of the wedding banquet in the front yard.

Qin Huairu hid behind the big tree, originally planning to wait for Jia Zhang to calm down the situation, and then go to the table to have a good meal.

Now I see that Jia Zhang was thrown out by Sha Zhu and Yu Juhua.

When had she ever seen such a scene? She was so frightened that she ran away.

While running, he was cursing: Li Donglai, this guy is acting out of common sense.

In Qin Huairu's view, what Jia Zhang did this time was extremely smart.

Marriage is a great joyous event, and in order to seek a good omen, most people on this day, if they encounter someone eating a king's meal, they can only recognize it by pinching their noses.

It's just that... Jia Zhang went a little too far, and Li Donglai's heart was a little hard-hearted, which led to all the previous efforts being wasted.

...

After Jia Zhang was thrown out, she was beaten to pieces. It took a while to recover before she finally got up from the ground.

She rubbed her calves and cursed as she entered the courtyard and looked timidly into the crowd.

But it's not that she is so bold that she dares to make trouble now, but her two enamel basins are still placed under the table.

By now the banquet had begun, everyone was eating happily, and no one cared about Jia Zhang.

Jia and Zhang did not dare to approach, but the enamel basin was an important property of the Jia family. If someone took it away, it would be troublesome.

With no other choice, Mrs. Jia Zhang could only timidly call Yan Jiedi to help her retrieve the basin, and then ran away with the basin in hand.

Without the Jia family causing trouble, the atmosphere at the wedding banquet gradually became warmer.

The atmosphere reached a climax when a basin of grey-brown dried tofu was brought to the table.

"What kind of dish is this? I, Lao Zhang, have eaten it all over the country, but I have never seen it before."

Zhang Hongling's cousin Zhang Deshun frowned while holding Kuai Zi.

Regardless of the opinions of other guests, Yan Jiecheng picked up the dishes and placed them in front of Zhang Deshun.

"Director Zhang, this dish is called Beef Dried Beans. It is a new dish designed by the chef we invited."

Hearing Yan Jiecheng's address to Zhang Deshun, the other guests frowned.

It stands to reason that Zhang Deshun is Zhang Hongling's cousin. Even if he is the director of the lumber factory and has a distinguished status, on today's occasion, Yan Jiecheng should still call Zhang Deshun his cousin.

Instead of shouting out one director at a time, this is not to show off to other guests: Look, my wife's cousin is the director of the lumber factory.

Moreover, the guests at the scene were also very dissatisfied with Zhang Deshun.

After Zhang Deshun arrived at the banquet, he kept showing signs of being the chief director and never looked at anyone seriously. When people greeted him, he would always ignore them. It was really irritating.

Look at Li Donglai, he is a real big director, he also wears many hats, he has been on TV, but he is very kind to others.

Comparing the two, you can see who has a higher level of thinking.

"The new dish, I have to take a good look at it."

Zhang Deshun picked up the kuaizi and pulled it on the plate a few times, frowned and said, "What beef and dried tofu? Isn't this just fried tofu? It's just that there's too much soy sauce."

"Jie Cheng, you are still young and have little experience. You were tricked by that cook."

Yan Jiecheng was about to explain that Shazhu was greeting Ma Hua to serve food to other tables. When he passed the main table, he heard these words.

He suddenly became unhappy, walked over, widened his eyes and said, "Boy, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Deshun had always been complimented by the Yan family today, and this was the first time someone dared to bare his teeth at him, and the anger in his heart suddenly burst out.

He stood up, glared and said, "I'm talking about you! Look, you see a plate of ordinary dried tofu as a new dish. Isn't this deceiving?"

"Oh, ordinary dried tofu?" Silly Zhu strode up to Zhang Deshun, pointed at the plate and said, "This is beef dried tofu, and dried tofu is made of beef."

These words immediately blinded Zhang Deshun. He opened his mouth but made no sound.

After a while, he suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so hard that he fell forward and backward.

"Dried tofu is made of beef... Haha... You, the cook, are really funny. I, Lao Zhang, have lived to this old age and have been running around purchasing wood for all these years. I have never heard of it.

Beef made into dried tofu.”

"That's because you have little knowledge!" Silly Zhu was very confident in Li Donglai's beef paste. He looked at Zhang Deshun with contempt: "It's all nonsense. You try it now. If there is no beef flavor in the dried tofu, I will tell you.

Call me Ye, and I will stay away from you when I see you from now on. If the dried tofu smells like beef, I won’t let you call me Ye, just call me Dad. When you see me from now on, you have

Roll as far as you can."

This bet is not a big one. Although Zhang Deshun is confident, he is a little afraid to make a decision.

If you really lose the bet, you have to call this stupid cook dad, how embarrassing it is.

The onlookers didn't mind that it was a big deal. When the onlookers saw the two people fighting, they immediately became interested and gathered around one after another.

"Okay, okay, this is a good idea. Anyone who dares to shrink his neck is a bastard."

"Zhang Deshun is still the chief director! Now he is being manipulated by a cook. It's really embarrassing."

"How could dried tofu be made of beef? Director Zhang doesn't even dare to bet on a sure win. What a loser."

....

Zhang Hongling was sitting nearby. When she heard the discussion, she stood up and angrily said: "My cousin is the director of the lumber factory. He is not a wimp. I don't allow you to talk about my cousin like that!"

Zhang Hongling tugged at the corner of Zhang Deshun's clothes and whispered: "Cousin, this cook's name is He Yuzhu. His mind is a little abnormal. He was beaten stupid by his wife, so the residents gave him a nickname, Silly Zhu.

.”

Yan Jiecheng was often beaten violently by Sha Zhu when he was young. Among the most hated people in the courtyard was Sha Zhu. When he introduced Sha Zhu's situation to Zhang Hongling, he made up this fact.

Who knew Zhang Hongling would actually take it seriously.

"It turns out he is a fool. How dare he make such a bet!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's ridiculous, can I still be afraid of a fool?"

Zhang Deshun no longer had any worries at this time, pointed at Silly Zhu and said: "We have an agreement."

The onlookers laughed and said, "We bear witness."

Zhang Deshun proudly picked up the kuaizi, put a piece of dried tofu into his mouth, and within a second, he was completely stunned.

"Beef...this is not dried tofu, it's really beef!"

"It has such a rich beef flavor, better than the best beef I have ever tasted."

"You're done, how come dried tofu tastes like beef..."

"No, I can't admit it. It would be so embarrassing to call a fool daddy in front of so many people."

The colors on Zhang Deshun's face changed, and he quickly made up his mind. He pretended to be a sheep and threw down Kuaizi angrily: "Isn't this just beans? It doesn't smell like beef. Silly Zhu, hurry up and call me grandpa."

"Really?" Silly Zhu chuckled, pointing to the plate of dried tofu and said, "Your words cannot be used as evidence. We have to ask other residents to judge."

"Yes, yes, Zhang Deshun has a lot to do with this matter. What he said cannot count."

"Here I go, I've been curious about this dish for a long time."

Uncle Zhang in the courtyard is talking. His status in the courtyard is second only to the deaf old lady, and he is deeply respected by the residents.

Uncle Zhang picked up the kuaizi, picked up a piece of dried tofu, put it into his mouth, and chewed it twice.

His eyes suddenly widened: "Beef, this is beef!"

Wow!

The crowd exploded instantly like boiling water.

"This is obviously dried tofu, so why does it taste like beef!"

"Uncle Zhang is an old comrade, how can he still lie to us?"

"No, I have to try it."

People of this era believed that true knowledge comes from practice. Several residents picked up the tachyon and pounced on it like hungry wolves.

When the dried tofu was put into their mouths, they were all shocked.

"Fuck, that's awesome. Fuck."

“It’s really beef-flavored dried tofu.”

"No, this can no longer be called dried tofu, but beef!"

.....

Hearing the residents' comments, Zhang Deshun's face instantly turned livid.

It's not that he has never called others daddy in his life, but those people are leaders and they all hold the power of his promotion.

He is willing to call those who call him daddy.

but.

What kind of thing is this stupid cook in front of me?

He is not worthy even to be a son!
To be continued...