Chapter 174: Receive Distinguished Guests

At this time, although it was not completely dark, the red lanterns outside the door and in the yard were already lit.

The kitchen door was only opened a crack, and Chen Afu saw through the crack a man in a black cloak walking in front, with Qiqi standing on his left shoulder and Huihui standing on his right shoulder. He must be the approachable and bird-loving old Lord Chu. Two men followed closely behind. The one wearing a navy blue cloak was Chu Lingxuan, who was holding Chen Dabao. The other man was wearing a navy blue cloak, and he was holding Chu Hanyan in a red cloak in his arms. That man must be the third master Chu.

Chen Ming and A Lu, Luo Guanshi and his son, Zeng Shuang and others followed behind.

Chen Afu calculated that they should sit down and start drinking, so he started to stir-fry the garlic sprouts and pork. After frying, he put the scallion-wrapped lamb and radish-braised beef warm in the pot into a plate and took Zeng Xiaoqing to the hall to serve the dishes.

Two maids stood at the door. Seeing them coming, they quickly opened the door and lifted the curtain.

There were four candles and two charcoal basins burning in the hall, warm and bright.

An old man in his sixties sat at the top. He had a ruddy face and a genial expression. He wore a dark red cotton satin jacket with gray squirrel fur. He didn't look like a majestic old marquis at all. On the left sat a man in his early thirties. He looked majestic, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and a slight beard. He looked very similar to Chu Lingxuan. He wore a dark blue and blue flower and bird pattern brocade cotton jacket with gold edging. Below him sat Chen Dabao. Chu Lingxuan, wearing a brown jacquard brocade cotton jacket, sat on the right, and below him sat Chu Hanyan. Chen Ming and A Lu sat at the bottom of the table, opposite the old marquis.

Steward Luo and others served behind.

Chen Ming finally sat at the table. He must have been called up by the Chu family.

Chen Afu first put the scallion-wrapped lamb and braised beef on the table, and then put the garlic sprouts and pork in a pot. Yingying smiled and said, "Although stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts is a home-cooked dish, it is also my specialty. Please try it, old marquis and the two adults. Do you like it?"

The old marquis smiled first, "You are too polite, little girl. I heard from my grandson that you are clever and skillful. Not only did you teach my great-granddaughter well, but you are also good at food and raising flowers and birds. The dishes and snacks you cook are good. I am very satisfied with them."

Chu Lingxuan glanced at the old man, and his face flushed a little, not knowing whether it was because of the heat. He quickly said, "My grandson mostly listened to what Yan'er and Manager Luo said." He added, "But Master Chen is indeed good at food."

Master Chu San didn't say anything. He first put a piece of twice-cooked pork in the old man's bowl, and then picked up a piece of meat for himself. He chewed slowly, as if he was slowly savoring it. After swallowing it, he picked up another bunch of garlic sprouts and tasted it, and then nodded with satisfaction. She smiled and said, "I have eaten twice-cooked pork many times, but this time it is the most delicious. The meat is fat but not greasy, and the garlic sprouts are fresh and delicious. The little girl's cooking skills are very good, almost catching up with the imperial chef."

What a gentleman, gentle and amiable.

Chen Afu was a little embarrassed by the praise. She knew that she was not at this level yet, which was mostly due to the special water and swallow manure fertilizer in her family. She hurriedly said modestly, "Old Marquis, the two adults are too kind."

Chu Hanyan spoke, "Auntie's golden... is the most delicious."

The old marquis had eaten several pieces of twice-cooked pork. After hearing what Chu Hanyan said, he stopped his chopsticks and said, "What? Gold can be eaten?"

Chen Afu smiled and explained, "Sister should be talking about the golden smooth meat I made." He added, "I will make another dish today, called golden shrimp balls, and sister will definitely like it more."

Shrimp is more expensive, and the family usually doesn't buy it. This time, the Chu Mansion sent some cold shrimps, and Chen Afu decided to make this dish.

Master Chu San smiled and said, "Then we'll wait to eat this golden shrimp ball."

Chen Ahfu smiled and nodded, and glanced at Dabao, Alu and Chen Ming again. Dabao was the least afraid, picking up the food he liked, and occasionally introducing the dishes and picking up some food for Chen Ming. Alu was also okay, although he was a little nervous, his little face was flushed, and he didn't talk much, but he still knew to lower his head to eat.

On the contrary, Chen Ming was so nervous that he didn't dare to pick up the food, and sweat oozed from the tip of his nose.

Chen Ahfu felt very distressed. But there was no way, so he had to let him down first. This family must curry favor with the powerful and wealthy in order to protect themselves in the future. When the powerful and wealthy come more often in the future, they will get used to it, and it will be fine.

Her eyes were a little dim, she bent her knees and left the hall.

When she opened the door, she heard Chu Lingxuan's voice from behind, "Uncle Chen, don't be nervous, come and try it..."

The door cut off the sound in the room... She breathed a sigh of relief.

After the golden shrimp balls were ready, Chen Afu personally took them to the hall and saw that the garlic sprouts and pork on the table were gone. Chen Ming had half a bowl of dishes in his bowl, and he was eating slowly with his head down.

When the others saw the fat, golden shrimp balls with a small shrimp tail showing on the top, they all laughed.

The old marquis picked up one and tasted it, nodded and said, "Well, it's delicious. It looks good, has a crispy texture, and tastes delicious. It's very good!"

Miss Chu was so anxious that she kept saying, "I want it, I want it, I want it."

Chu Lingxuan quickly picked up one for her and put it in the bowl, and then picked up another one and put it in Chen Ming's bowl, and then started to eat it himself.

After eating, Master Chu San and Chu Lingxuan also nodded frequently and said "delicious, delicious".

Hearing them comment on several dishes on the table.

Chen Afu felt that this was a bit like the food competition on TV in his previous life. Every time a dish was made, he would watch a few judges eat it first, and then start to comment on it after eating it.

After finishing the dishes, Chen Ahfu started to make golden silk cake. Wang had already done the preliminary work, so she just fried the noodles in the pan.

When the golden silk cake was almost done, the people in the upper room had already eaten and drunk enough, and Aunt Zeng took the people to take down the dishes.

When Chen Afu saw that the golden silk cake had cooled down, he went to the hall with Zeng Xiaoqing and Wei, each carrying two food boxes of golden silk cake.

Walking in the yard, you can hear loud laughter coming from the hall. Chen Afu knew that it must be the two parrots talking nonsense with their beaks open.

The room has been restored to its original state. The old marquis and Mr. Chu San are sitting at the eight-immortal table, and the other people are sitting on both sides of them.

Qiqi and Huihui are standing on the old marquis's legs. They were eating all the time, so their mouths were not empty. Now that their mouths are free, they are showing off and talking non-stop.

They recite poems, sing "Health Song", and sing "Little Swallow". They also imitate people's speech, and imitate the howling of Zhuifeng and Wangcai... making people in the room laugh. Especially the old marquis Chu, who laughed the loudest. Happy, he took another pine nut to feed them.

As soon as Chen Afu entered, Qiqi and Huihui rushed to call out, one called "mother" and the other called "auntie", which were the voices of Dabao and Chu Hanyan. It made everyone laugh again.

Chen Afu and others put six food boxes on the eight-immortal table. Master Chu San nodded to express his gratitude, and waved his hand again, and a long-servant brought a tray.