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Chapter 100 Far Fragrant Near Smell

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    "Yes, yes, the secretary is right, no one can do farming!" The director gave the secretary a piece of blood sausage.

    The accountant also said: "Secretary, your decision is really right. How good it is to farm the land, it is practical and safe!"

    Others also echoed, all meaning is that you are too wise and powerful, secretary.

    Zhao Wentao sounds a little suspicious whether these guys did it on purpose?

    Reading is useless?  If reading is useless, look at Zhao Wenzhi, once you hear that you are in business, say yes!  There is also Zhou Min, he is a college student in the capital, not only said yes, but also offered money to support him, not to say that what he did was right, but that he could really say a certain truth, educated  People who speak more are more convincing, so Zhao Wentao believes in Zhao Wenzhi and Zhou Min more.

    It's just that he didn't expect the secretary to say that reading is useless, and he still doesn't ask his son to study, he is the secretary!

    I have to say that Zhao Wentao is very disappointed. With such a vision, he is still the secretary and the leader?  Shaking his head, forget it, let's rely on ourselves.

    Everyone was very happy to eat and drink. It was even happier to learn that Zhao Wentao was just bluffing, and Zhao Wentao was also cheerful, pretending to be stupid to the end, and fully playing the role of a young man who is not in tune, unreliable, and not doing business properly.

    When the sun went down, everyone dispersed. Zhao Wentao took the few ounces of meat he had shared, and a piece of blood sausage, and followed Zhao's father home.

    "Father, let me eat this meat for you and my mother. I will keep the blood sausage." There is no shortage of pork at home, but blood sausage is only available once a year, so I have to give it to my daughter-in-law.

    Because of the separation, Father Zhao also got a few taels of meat, plus a bone with no meat. It was very rewarding to see the old son thinking about his parents like this.

    "Okay, I'll take it home and make dumplings for your mother, come and eat then." Father Zhao took the meat.

    Zhao Wentao returned home with the blood sausage, and Ye Chuchu had already prepared dinner. The boiled millet porridge was mixed with a plate of salty cabbage. It was refreshing and suitable for dinner.

    "Daughter-in-law, I'm back, see what I brought back for you?" Zhao Wentao held the blood sausage in front of Ye Chuchu.

    Ye Chuchu was taken aback, the light was a bit dim, and she couldn't see clearly for a moment: "What is this?"

    "Blood sausage!" Zhao Wentao said, "It's frozen, I'll warm it up, and you can try it later."

    Ye Chuchu was a little disgusted: "Did you clean it?"

    Of course she knew how to make blood sausage, so she was a little skeptical.

    Zhao Wentao patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, daughter-in-law, I will follow up the whole process and do it myself, just so that my daughter-in-law can eat this and make them wash very clean!"

    "You're poor again!" Ye Chuchu twisted him a bit: "Then cut it in half, and we'll fry the remaining half tomorrow. Don't you like fried blood sausage?"

    "Why are you so nice, daughter-in-law? You think of me for everything?" Zhao Wentao bowed his head and kissed, and said while eating the blood sausage: "Daughter-in-law, I made a table with the secretary today, and they fried a plate of blood sausage, can I eat it?"  Not much, this is for you to eat."

    Ye Chuchu smiled: "It's amazing, and you're sitting with the secretary? You drank a lot of bars, and your mouth is full of alcohol!"

    "I didn't drink much. The bottled one is only around 20 degrees. It's not very strong. I drink it like cold water."

    Now that he has a child, Zhao Wentao no longer has to avoid alcohol.

    "Nonsense again! Bottled wine is much better than bulk wine, and you're still not satisfied if you take advantage of it." Ye Chuchu said as she packed the dishes and put them on the table.

    Zhao Wentao also reheated the blood sausage, cut it into slices with a knife, and divided it into two portions, one to be eaten later, and the other to be fried tomorrow. By the way, he gave the meat to his parents and told his wife.

    "It's just a little meat, mother, is there enough for them?" Ye Chuchu was a little surprised, the family only had a few taels, so what should I do?

    "The secretary said that the remaining pigs will be sold, and the money will be used in the team tomorrow." Zhao Wentao took the blood sausage to the kang table, and sat face to face with Ye Chuchu on the kang: "Let me tell you, this secretary is not good.  I didn¡¯t find it, but now I¡¯ve found it, it¡¯s really impossible!¡±

    "What's wrong?" Ye Chuchu asked curiously.

    "Daughter-in-law, try the blood sausage first. It's made by the master chef in the team. It tastes delicious to me." Zhao Wentao said.

    Ye Chuchu took a piece and put it in her mouth, not to mention it tasted really good.

    Blood sausage is not just pouring blood directly into the casing. Before the enema, you need to add buckwheat noodles, minced garlic, chopped green onion, monosodium glutamate, pepper noodles, salt, and oil. Taste it while adding ingredients. It is similar to stir-frying.  .

    Don't underestimate this step. Whether the blood sausage tastes good or not depends on how it is prepared.?? are not tasty.

    "Is it delicious?" Zhao Wentao looked at his wife's expression.

    "It's delicious, it's delicious." Ye Chuchu took another piece.

    "You love food so much, then I'll go tomorrow and ask if there is any more, and I'll get you another piece." Seeing that his wife loves food so much, Zhao Wentao regretted that she didn't bring it back.

    "Don't bother, just eat something, and we will raise pigs ourselves, how much do you want to eat?" Ye Chuchu said.

    Zhao Wentao said: "It's not meat either, it's okay, just leave it alone." Then he talked about the secretary not asking his son to study and came back to farm: "This, this, no one can do it!"

    In the end, he learned something from the secretary, which made Ye Chuchu laugh out loud: "You're talking nonsense again!"

    "I'm not talking nonsense. At that time, many people were listening." Zhao Wentao pouted: "He also said that I was unreliable, and I think he is even more unreliable!"

    Ye Chuchu also felt that it was wrong to say that reading is useless. Why is reading useless? If you don¡¯t talk about others, just talk about the third sister-in-law Zhou Min. If you don¡¯t study, you can tell so many truths and make so much money.  buy a car?  Didn't that style come from reading?

    "Don't say this out loud, it won't be wrong to offend that person, we just know it in our hearts." Ye Chuchu was worried that Zhao Wentao would get angry and say it out.

    Zhao Wentao smiled: "Daughter-in-law, you underestimate me too much. Why do I say that? It's none of my business whether they read or not."

    "Aren't I afraid that you will feel uncomfortable and be serious with them?" Ye Chuchu said.

    "Maybe it used to be, but not now." Zhao Wentao took a bite of the dish and said, "What's the meaning of being serious, what can you say about smallpox, the money is real in your pocket!"

    Ye Chuchu looked at the man steadily, and had to admit that the man was more mature and stable than before, and also more attractive.

    Zhao Wentao was so enthused by his wife that he quickly ate a mouthful of salted cabbage to cool down: "Daughter-in-law, don't look at me like that, I can't help it anymore."

    Zhao Wentao said pitifully.

    Ye Chuchu was stunned for a moment before she understood what he meant, and glared at him in feigned anger, necrotic, and was not serious to her all day long.

    It's just my heart is flattered.

    In the West Wing Room in the front yard, Mrs. Zhao cut the meat into small pieces and put them up, complaining: "I also said that this year's pigs grow well, so I divided up the meat, all of them are lean, even the fat ones  No, it won¡¯t work even if you fry it with oil!" (Remember this website website: www.hlnovel.com
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