Chapter 155: Iron Pot Stewed Goose

Chapter 155: Iron Pot Stewed Goose

The next morning was a day off, and Su Zhaozhao lay lazily in bed, reluctant to get up.

Gu Heng got up and dressed, asking her, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Anything you make is fine," said Su Zhaozhao, propping her chin up with her hand, smiling at him.

Even in the early morning, he looked so good that just watching him get dressed was a feast for the eyes!

Of course, he looked good even without clothes.

Thinking of the previous night, Su Zhaozhao's face turned red again.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to get up; she was just too tired. Her waist was still sore.

Their nights together were too intense.

She thought it might be better if they toned it down a bit.

Experts recommend that couples maintain a balanced sex life, ideally around three times a week.

The two of them were...

Too much of a good thing.

The culprit wasn’t her, but the man standing by the bed!

He didn’t seem to mind how much effort it took to clean up.

Gu Heng, fully dressed, bent down again, "Why is your face red?"

Su Zhaozhao blinked, "Holding it in."

"Then get up and go to the bathroom quickly. I'll make breakfast."

"..."

Su Zhaozhao really needed to use the bathroom, but after Gu Heng left, she rolled around in bed for a bit before finally getting up.

In the yard, Gu Xiang and Gu Nian were still half-asleep, rubbing their eyes as they brushed their teeth. After Su Zhaozhao went to the bathroom, she found a basin of warm water ready for her to wash her face, with white steam rising from the basin.

During breakfast, Su Zhaozhao asked Gu Heng, "Do we need to bring anything else when we go to the Zhou family?"

Gu Heng took a sip of his porridge, "Just bring two bottles of wine. Too much gift-giving can seem overly polite. If next time we invite them, and they give the same, this back-and-forth becomes a burden."

Su Zhaozhao nodded. She listened to him about social etiquette in the military, "Then I'll go over early in the morning to help."

After breakfast, Zhou Xiaojun invited Gu Xiang and Gu Nian over to play.

Su Zhaozhao and Gu Heng tidied up the house and, around 10 o'clock, took the wine to the Zhou family.

Political Commissar Zhou and the rest of the family were already there. The goose had been slaughtered, and a pile of goose feathers lay in the yard.

Zhou Xiaojun and Gu Xiang were squatting on the ground, picking up the goose feathers.

When Su Zhaozhao and the others arrived, Wang Chunhua was talking to Gu Nian, "These feathers are so white and pretty. Why don’t you pick some up and ask your mom to make you a goose feather shuttlecock?"

The Zhou family's gate was half-closed. Gu Heng led the way, knocked twice, and gently pushed the door open.

Su Zhaozhao chimed in, "That works. We need a medium-sized one, not too big. The goose feathers can also be made into a fan."

Political Commissar Zhou smiled and said, "That would make you just like Zhuge Liang."

Wang Chunhua asked curiously, "Who is Zhuge Liang?"

Political Commissar Zhou replied, "A person who liked to hold a feather fan. I told you, you wouldn't know him."

Wang Chunhua gave him a side-eye. "You're just showing off because you've read a few more books. If it weren't for the army, where you learned to read and write, you'd be just like me. You're not that great!"

Political Commissar Zhou, embarrassed that she had exposed him, waved his hand to shoo her away. "Go and cook quickly!"

What a woman!

Wang Chunhua wasn't afraid of his anger and added, "We know each other too well."

Political Commissar Zhou: "..."

Su Zhaozhao tried to hold back a laugh, then joined Wang Chunhua, linking arms as they headed into the kitchen. "Since we're stewing the goose, I'll come and learn. I've never cooked goose meat before."

Political Commissar Zhou took the wine that Gu Heng had brought. "I told you not to bring anything."

He then handed it to his eldest son. "Put it on the table."

The Zhou family hadn't invited anyone else for this meal. After all, there was no special occasion. They had invited Gu Heng and his family because they were close and lived next door. Another reason was that they had bought a goose, and their son was back on leave, so they wanted to have a meal together and have some fun.

Su Zhaozhao helped in the kitchen, but she was also there to learn some cooking skills. The goose was put into the wok, stir-fried several times, and then water was added to stew it. It was already a large pot, and there were still beans, noodles, and potatoes to be added later.

Wang Chunhua was also preparing the dough to be stuck to the sides of the wok.

With so many big eaters, the portions needed to be generous. A single circle of dough wasn’t enough, so she also made some flower rolls to place on top of the meat.

The goose grew even more fragrant as it simmered in the pot. Wang Chunhua handed the kneaded dough to Su Zhaozhao. "Can you stick the dough to the wok?"

Su Zhaozhao replied, "I'll give it a try."

In truth, she had only seen it done in videos.

As the lid of the wok was opened, a rush of steam came out, and the aroma became even stronger.

Zhou Xiaojun called out from outside, "Mom, it smells incredible!"

Wang Chunhua was making flower rolls, and the dough was very pliable in her hands. In no time, several flower rolls were ready on the chopping board.

Su Zhaozhao scooped up a handful of the cornmeal and flour mixture, kneaded it between her hands, and carefully pressed it against the side of the wok.

Wang Chunhua looked up and smiled. "You're doing it right. Just stick it like that."

Encouraged by the praise, Su Zhaozhao grew more confident and completed the entire circle without any dough falling into the pot.

Su Zhaozhao admired her 'work.' Sticking the dough was fun, but the steam was a bit too hot.

Wang Chunhua then placed the flower rolls inside and put the lid back on.

The pot was brimming with food.

Wang Chunhua didn’t bother preparing any other dishes. She simply grabbed two plates, added some stir-fried peanuts, and called everyone to the table.

Zhou Jianguo, along with the younger ones, had already set up the tables and chairs. He entered the kitchen, took the plates of peanuts out first, and Gu Xiang and Gu Nian helped set the table with bowls and chopsticks.

The corn cakes and steamed buns cooked quickly. Wang Chunhua extinguished the fire in the hearth and let them steam under the lid for a bit longer before she started taking out the corn cakes and steamed buns.

The bottom of the corn cakes was crispy and golden, while the steamed buns were half-soaked in the broth, looking mouthwatering!

The goose meat was served in a big basin—yes, the same basin used for washing vegetables. Wang Chunhua had scrubbed it clean and packed it full, and there was still meat left in the pot.

"Let's eat!"

Everyone sat down, grabbing their chopsticks and diving into the big basin on the table. The table buzzing with excitement, everyone dug in eagerly.

Su Zhaozhao was practically drooling over how good it smelled!

No wonder this Iron Pot Stewed Goose is a Northeastern classic!