Chapter 1510 - 584: Shen Guofu: The Happy Times Are Ending! The Bakery in Building 8!

Chapter 1510: Chapter 584: Shen Guofu: The Happy Times Are Ending! The Bakery in Building 8!

In a resigned manner, Old Shen had no choice but to down the entire glass of liquor.

The bitter liquor hits the throat and makes the heart ache!

After a glass of liquor, he angrily chewed on a piece of pork trotter, and while Han Shuzhen was still instructing Lin Xu, he secretly poured himself another glass of liquor.

He hoped the black bread wouldn’t be made too soon, so Old Shen could enjoy a couple more days.

Once the bread is made, those disastrous days... Did I earn so much money just to go back to eating coarse food?

Ren Jie clinked glasses with Shen Guofu:

"Why does Uncle look upset?"

"No, I’m pretty happy. A little liquor, some meat, and later a healthy, tasty black bread; just the thought makes me almost laugh out loud."

Han Shuzhen rolled her eyes at him:

"Gained six or seven pounds over the New Year, you need to lose some weight. Aren’t you planning to go to Yinzhou to ride horses soon? With your weight, don’t crush the horse."

Old Shen chuckled dryly:

"Alright, alright, once Xiao Xu makes the black bread, we’ll start losing weight, not just eating the bread but cycling to the suburbs, aiming to slim down to 150 pounds by summer."

Being a boss means knowing how to paint a pretty picture, and Old Shen is no exception.

Doesn’t matter how far I can go with losing weight, the priority is making the wife happy.

After dinner, Chen Yan drove Ren Jie back, and as for the Jeep Ren Jie was driving, it would be left here temporarily, to be picked up tomorrow when there’s time.

Drinking means cars should not be touched.

As for Shen Guofu, he didn’t drive his car either but hopped into Lin Xu’s car, not going back to West Fourth Ring, planning to stay at his son-in-law’s house tonight.

As Lin Xu was preparing to drive back, he asked:

"What will we eat tomorrow morning?"

The food at home isn’t quite complete, if it isn’t enough, we can still go upstairs to get some more.

Old Shen reclined in the back seat and said:

"Xiao Xu, that chicken porridge..."

Before he could finish, Han Shuzhen next to him smacked him:

"Thinking about meat first thing in the morning, aren’t you?"

"No, I mean that chicken porridge shouldn’t be made, it scratches the throat, uncomfortable, after drinking it there’s always a cough, better to have white porridge with pickles, more satisfying."

Han Shuzhen smiled, even in front of the son-in-law he’s so slick-tongued.

She said to Lin Xu:

"Make preserved egg and lean pork porridge, add some vegetables."

"Okay, then let’s head back."

The car has lean meat and vegetables, and there are preserved eggs at home, no need to get off to fetch more.

Lin Xu said this, then started the car and drove back home.

In the morning, as soon as he got up, Han Shuzhen woke Shen Jiayue, and the family of three went to the rooftop to exercise, while Lin Xu started making porridge, slicing preserved eggs, and meanwhile, following the father-in-law’s hint, he prepared dough for frying pastry.

Shen Guofu likes flavorful food, especially knowing that soon he’ll have to live on black bread, recalling the Russian WWII experience, making him want to eat more fried foods.

Today’s pastry is not the common Beijing sugar pastry, but the Central Plains style.

After pressing the air out of the dough, roll it open, sprinkle salt, Five-Spice Powder, and oil like making pancakes, then a layer of scallion, roll it up, cut into individual pieces.

Then, knead them, roll thin again, cut two slits, and fry them in the oil.

These fried pastries come out golden brown, crispy on the outside and soft inside; take a bite, rich with scallion aroma, just how Chen Meijuan used to make them.

With the pastries fried and the porridge cooked,

Lin Xu used onion and shredded carrots to fry eggs, serving alongside spicy cabbage, small pickled vegetables, and small kimchi prepared days earlier, making a perfect meal.

Just as these were done, Shen Guofu breathlessly came down from upstairs, having jumped rope and exercised, felt like half-dead.

On the way down the stairs, he just wanted to sit and rest on the steps.

But catching the aroma of fried pastries, he got instantly motivated.

Good son-in-law!

Actually fried pastries!

Downstairs, he washed his hands, impatiently grabbed a pastry to try:

"This pastry is good, strong scallion flavor...I got to swing by South Third Ring later, bring some to the old lady, she’s been complaining about wanting pastries for days but lazy to make them..."

Han Shuzhen rolled up her sleeves of the sportswear, took a spoon, tasted the preserved egg and lean pork porridge:

"Isn’t there dumpling-making in the afternoon, might as well bring the old lady over, we can eat together."

"Sure, I’ll swing by after work."

Said Shen Guofu, mumbling again:

"Have to make more, once the old lady comes over, my sister will surely come to eat too, she hardly ever cooks now, just waiting to mooch food and drink."

Nowadays Chen Yan rarely eats at home, preferring to eat all meals at the store, and Chen Yuejin and his wife are quite busy, rarely dining at home, let alone cooking.

Han Shuzhen said:

"Let them come, just right for the lively crowd, if not for the child being too young, I would have invited Wenqing over too, my niece is always looking for good food, she would surely like our dumplings."

Currently, Shi Wenqing’s child is still young, in a while can bring around to play.

Especially after summer, when seven, eight months old, starting to develop self-awareness, they need more outings, more exposure to fresh things that promote self-awareness.

Staying home all the time isn’t beneficial for a child’s growth.

Lin Xu had a piece of pastry, drank a bowl of preserved egg and lean pork porridge, went to the living room to turn on the TV for Dundun.

Now the little one’s interest has shifted from "Tom and Jerry" to "Boonie Bears."