Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang Chapter 202

  Chapter 202 Uncle Shen is really fragrant

  Huo Yuntao belongs to the most ordinary kind of adults.

I don't like children very much but I don't hate them either. When I see a cute child, I will make a few words on a whim. When I need to take care of me, I will hide away. If I want to tell him to take care of the child, don't worry about it. If something happens, I will turn around and run away. The child forgets everything, and may feel that something is missing at the time. In fact, if there is nothing wrong, he may not be able to remember it after three days.

  Anyway, he came over, hugged Xinbao, rubbed and threw it, made a fuss for a while, then turned around and ran away.

  Xinbao sighed tiredly, tidied his clothes, and continued to work.

  Yan Shenjue walked leisurely behind with his hands behind his back, and the long tail of the Xiaoyao scarf hung down his back, showing a bit of elegance and chic.

  He is obviously just "following", but because of this calm demeanor, there is always an illusion that he is admiring the flowers.

  The second elder brother saw this scene when he came over, so he couldn't help but stop and looked at them from afar.

Yan Chenjue was only ten years old, still just a child, thin and small, but there was always a kind of cool and calm in his body, as if wearing the moonlight on his shoulders, detached from the outside world, only looking at Tuanzi with a kind of eyes. warmth.

  Thinking about what Elder Yuan said, when he looked at Yan Shenjue, he always felt a little indescribably uncomfortable.

  He was slightly lost in thought.

  Yan Shen Jue noticed it and turned his head.

  The second elder brother adjusted his expression urgently.

  Yan Shenjue said to him indifferently: "Congratulations." He turned back early.

  Second brother: "..."

  He touched his nose silently.

   Okay, I should have thought of it a long time ago, it doesn't matter what the expression is, in fact, he probably only has one name in his eyes-"Xinbao's second brother"?

  The second elder brother walked over with a smile, and found a topic he was interested in: "What delicious food did Xinbao make?"

   Sure enough, the young boy turned to him with clear eyes, and said, "Xinbao made cockscombs this morning, you can try it, it's delicious."

  The two of them chatted one after another, and at night they set up a pot to eat hot pot.

  This time, everyone sat at a big table, and the pot in the middle was also oversized. At first glance, it looked like the kind of heroic cauldron that warriors would use.

  The chicken soup has been simmering for several hours, and it is boiling. The chrysanthemums that have been picked and washed are slowly put in, floating and fragrant.

  Second Master Shen said: "It looks okay?"

  He asked the old man: "I guess it suits the uncle's taste?"

  Old Master Yuan said: "It smells delicious, and it looks very beautiful."

  Second Master Shen signaled others to put fish and chicken slices quickly.

Different from the spicy and delicious hot pot, the chrysanthemum hot pot is a very clear and delicious hot pot. The fish and chicken slices are thinly sliced, and they can be cooked after a few breaths in the pot. It is also very tender in the mouth. The old man tasted it After a chopstick, he praised again and again, but Second Master Shen always felt that it was not very satisfying to eat.

   Until he started to put pastry in it.

  As soon as he entered, Second Master Shen raised his brows high.

Because of the addition of chrysanthemums, the soup in the hot pot becomes extremely delicious. The fragrance of the flowers and the meat are perfectly mixed together. Once you bite into the juice, the rich aroma that overflows your mouth is really enjoyable.

  Second Master Shen tasted it, and said: "Okay! Uncle, try it! This deep-fried dough stick is so delicious in the pot!"

  The old man agreed: "Indeed!"

  Xinbao is also eating pastry.

  Her stomach is not big enough to eat much, so she only tasted a few slices of chicken, and left her stomach empty to eat pastries.

  Anshun asked the chef to cut the deep-fried dough sticks and soft twists into small pieces for her. One bite at a time, she was satisfied.

   After eating one mahua and two spoonfuls of vermicelli, Xinbao's belly was round, and he was reluctant to part with the soup with a small spoon.

   Then I found that there was no one talking at the table, and everyone was working hard to cook.

   Xinbao grabbed Yan Shenjue and dialed it back, seeing that Second Master Shen didn't lift his head after eating, Xinbao rolled his eyes and shouted across the table: "Uncle, is it delicious?"

  Second Master Shen and Grandpa Yuan both thought they were calling him, so they raised their heads together and said with a smile, "Xiang!"

  Duanzi smiled so toothlessly.

  She knew it! No one can escape the charm of great Chinese food! No!

   It is not allowed to use flowers for cooking, it must be because the dishes are not delicious!

  The fourth brother next to him smiled casually: "If there is such a hot pot restaurant, the business must be very good."

  "Not necessarily!" Huo Yuntao poured cold water on it: "It must have been good at first, but within two days I asked someone to learn it."

   Fourth Brother Tang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "That's right."

The second elder brother turned his head and said to him: "So, nothing is simple, no matter how big your head is, what kind of hat you wear. It's like chrysanthemum hot pot. If you have no power or power, you will be taught away the next day. If you have With enough power, no matter how good the business is, no one dares to learn it... the same goes for other businesses, even if you have some family secret recipe, if you have no power or power, you will not be able to keep it."

   Brother Tang glanced at him and nodded: "So hurry up and go to the scholar examination, so that I can sell flowers."

  Fortunately, there is no law banning imperial examinations in the family of merchants in this dynasty. Even if there is, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if it is hung under Miss Lin's name and pretends to be her dowry.

  Second brother was amused by his words: "I...I will do my best."

   "You are looking for me!" Huo Yuntao said opposite: "If you want to open a shop, give me some money, and I will naturally protect you."

  The fourth elder brother said: "But... the flowers I mentioned are the flowers of the Shen family?"

  Huo Yuntao was stunned: "Hey, that's right! Then what are you worried about? It's okay to make small troubles."

  Second Master Shen scolded him across the table: "Stupid! What nonsense! What's wrong with you!"

  The second elder brother was purely talking, expressing his emotion and teaching the younger brother a truth, while the fourth elder brother said that I understood, we worked hard... The two brothers talked casually but had a tacit understanding, and Huo Yuntao had to mix it up.

  Second brother smiled and said: "Brother Yuntao is only thinking about the gang and still gets scolded, so pitiful."

  Huo Yuntao was scolded by the head, but also recalled it, and smiled: "That's it!"

  Second Master Shen smiled and said: "This generation is messed up."

  Old Master Yuan said: "There will be more chaos in the future, we can only call each other."

  Xinbao quietly listened to everyone talking, her big eyes rolled around, looking at this and that.

  She quietly pulled Yan Chenjue, Yan Chenjue glanced at her, she pulled down again, guilty conscience written all over her face, and looked at Second Master Shen.

  Yan Shenjue put down his chopsticks, lowered his head, Xinbao rubbed his ear, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle is a gangster?"

  Yan Shenjue glanced at her, and whispered, "I'll tell you after eating."

  (end of this chapter)

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