Chapter 82: Smelly

With the ingredients at home, tomatoes, ham, winter bamboo shoots, fungus ... sour and delicious toppings, it will be ready in a short while, the bright red is very tempting. (..)
When the last bowl of noodles was sprinkled with toppings, Wen Ting also returned from completing the task.
"This is Mr. Song Tao, wait long and long! Mr. Song Tao please come to the seat!" The boss Wen Shoucheng got up and gave a greeting to Mr. Song Tao.
"The old man is an old man who returns to his hometown. Besides, there is no difference between round tables, everyone is free!" Mr. Song Tao was easy-going.
Wang's and Zhou's shoved each other a few times, and when they heard what the husband said, they sat down awkwardly.
Wen Shoucheng's left hand is Mr. Song Tao, his right hand is Wang's, followed by Wen Shan and Warm, followed by Zhou's, Gentle, Wen Ting, and Mr. Song Tao's left-hand side are ink and Changsheng.
At this point, Wen Shoucai came in with a stool, and said, "Noble guest, please move around, and add another seat?"
Wen Shoucheng gave him a white look, and said angrily: "Secondary, the place in the middle is enough for you to sit alone, and then you can lie down and eat!"
"Boss, I said that the VIP is here, and it ’s almost New Year's Eve, can you also accumulate good morals? Where can I sit by myself, this is not the case, Jane is here!" Wen Shoucai's neck was straightened, not at all soft.
"Jinniang didn't come by coincidence, just in time for dinner!" Between talking, Wen Shoucai flashed a pretty figure behind him, and smiled greetly to a table.
"Jinniang!" Mr. Song Tao was startled, wasn't this the hot little widow who lived next door that day?
"Sir, Zhen Niang really doesn't know that you are Wen Tingxian's nephew's teacher. If you know that you are your own family, Zhen Niang will leave you scones for everything!" Zhen Niang laughed at the sight of Mr. Song Tao.
"My own family ..." Mr. Song Tao's bewildered expression was no longer an anecdote that Zhenniang had publicly revealed his embarrassment.
"Hey, sir don't know yet. I will be getting married with Jinniang after three days! Mr. Shou will have a glass of wedding wine at that time!" Wen Shoucai laughed with a pleated face.
"Oh, oh! Dare to have such a happy event! The old man must come! Ink, take my money bag!" Mr. Song Tao suddenly realized that this pretty little widow was actually good with this thiefful man On. It is said that a hero matches a beauty, but this figure is really not a hero!
"Come, Jane, this is for you! It's my husband's intentions! In the future, if there is anything vulgar and rude to this boy, what will the husband say, it will be considered half a mother's family, what's wronged. Be the master! "Said Mr. Song Tao. A small ingot of Huang Chengcheng's gold ingot was found out of the money bag.
Bright yellow. The person shaking the table suddenly blinked!
"Gold!" Wen Shoucai shouted, took it up and put it in his mouth to bite.
"It's true, really. It's really gold!" Wen Shoucai was trembling all over.
"It's so shameful!" Wen Ting covered his face with his hands.
Gentleness is helpless.
"Sir, this gift is too big for you, Zhen Niang can't stand it!" Zhen Niang took a ecstatic Wen Shoucai beside her. Salute.
"Hehe, hold it. The old man always thinks that money is something outside of him, but it is worth spending, and the old man will never fall! If you think that you can't hold the old man together with Wen, you can make more delicious food from today. Compensate me! Hahahaha! "Mr. Song Tao is bold.
Raising my hand and picking up chopsticks, I paused. Just when I was about to reach for chopsticks, I looked up and found that the table was empty. There was only one bowl of tempting ramen in front of everyone.
This girl is too real! Let's make zongzi noodles, really so obedient!
At the moment, Mr. Song Tao couldn't help complaining. He came a long way to visit and just gave up another gold ingot. Could it be a bowl of zongzi? !!
Thinking of this, Mr. Song Tao looked up tenderly, this girl was bowing her head to eat noodles, and ignored her at all.
Looking at the ink and ink again, my heart said, "Aren't you asking me to buy meat dishes?" What about dishes?
Ink looked at him, his face was awkward. I said, sir, do n’t be angry, I really went to buy meat dishes, but I bought them all to Wen girl, I do n’t know if Wen girl only made zongzi noodles!
"Let's eat the noodles first. Come and taste them. Today, this noodle is called by Mr. Song Tao for food!" Zhou's hurriedly got up and saw Zhang Luo.
Yeah, this is really what you order! But I did n’t say I would only eat this! Mr. Song Tao twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile, and exhaled softly. Zongzi noodles are also good, sour and delicious, and eat at night to help digestion, better than their own onion white noodles!
"Oh, everyone involved with my old man eating noodles!" Mr. Song Tao raised his smile and paused with chopsticks.
"If it doesn't matter, as long as the gentleman likes it, we just eat it every day, and we are willing to eat every day!"
However, this sentence really annoyed Mr. Song Tao, his heart twitching is not a taste, "Eat every day! Still eaten! My gold ingot!" Mr. Song Tao secretly exclaimed.
"Mr. No wonder, I was ready to rush today. I am bad for you. Tomorrow's Rouer will make good preparations and make up for everyone!" Wen Ruan suddenly exclaimed, squeezing her eyes again to Wen Ting.
These words still look good! Mr. Song Tao's eyes narrowed, and his mouth opened was a large mouthful of noodles, but he could not help frowning.
Alas, how did this noodle make so much today! Instead of being weak, the noodles were loose and rotten in the mouth. But this topping is still sour as always!
"Sir, I'm wronged today. Rouer has a short time to learn to cook. My old thing is too busy for Zuixianlou to return for a while. Today, I only cook the noodles myself. This topping is made by Rouer. Yes, if it ’s not delicious, how much you can do!
Mr. Zhou stopped after seeing Mr. Song Tao taking only one bite of noodles, and thought that something was wrong with the topping, and hurriedly explained.
"That's the case, Mrs. Wen is so worried!" Mr. Song Tao understands all this, and you dare to roll out this substandard noodle. Didn't this girl ever show her skill at home?
"Sanji! You just said that the topping was made by Rouer?" Warm exclaimed.
"Get ready to eat, Rouer has just learned a month, it is inevitable that there is a difference." Zhou's smile was rounded.
"It's just as delicious as Uncle San's! It's sour, can't believe it!" Warm and exclaimed.
A group of family members were present at the scene. They sucked at the noodles in their bowls.
"Well, delicious, delicious!"
"It's just as delicious as the third one!"
"Rouer, haven't you practiced this topping a lot? You learned a topping a month. It's worth it!"
For a while, the ravel of drinking noodles, the praise of the toppings, rang out in a mess.
"You guys haven't eaten the scones and grilled meats made by Rouer, that's the deliciousness on earth!" Wen Shoucai wiped his mouth, meaningless, it seems that the delicious barbecue since those days is still in his mouth.
"Erbo, you are busy gambling money every day, you ’re hungry and full. As long as it ’s eaten. It ’s delicious in your mouth. Last time you said that the scones made by Sun Mazi ’s house at the lane were delicious, I ’ll eat Now, the sesame cake was so hard that it did not take my teeth off! "Wen Shan said.
Wen Shoucai's face was black and red. It took a while to mumble and then stopped.
after dinner.
"Brother, Liu Tiejiang said when can I get that pot?" Under the lamp. Gently squeezed into Wenting's cabin, whispering.
"Sister, don't worry, I said you are in a hurry, and you don't lack his silver. Liu Tiejiang naturally grinned. He worked overtime today and can pick it up tomorrow morning!" Wen Ting patted his chest.
"Great! I said, I'm assured of my brother's business!" Gentle little powder fist smashed gently on Wen Ting's shoulder, and the brother and sister stopped for a while.
"It's just ... Liu Blacksmith has to be harder on silver money." Wen Ting pursed his lips.
"Why? That silver ticket of twelve silver is not enough?" Wen Ruying asked.
"Not so much, Liu Blacksmith received two or two silver! It is ten times more expensive than an ordinary iron pot!" Wen Ting said indignantly.
Gently exhaled softly, and then smiled. "How much do I think? Isn't it the money of the two altars? My brother is going to be a big official and make a lot of money. How can he start to care about this small amount of money?" Besides, this money was originally given by General Sheng! "Gentle raised her eyes.
"Yeah, he and Ren Gongzi asked us to take good care of Mr. Song Tao. It is understandable to spend the money they gave on taking care of Mr. Wen." Wen Ting paused, and probably felt that it was not his own money that was spent. happy.
"Brother ..." Gently pursed her lips and looked at Wen Ting like this, she really didn't know what to say.
On the second day, Gentle got up early and stayed in the kitchen until he came out at lunchtime.
Early in the morning, Wen Ting went straight to Liu Tiejiang's shop to pick up a strange copper pot, covered with a blue cloth along the way, for fear that someone would ask a rare question.
"Smelly boy! Wake up early in the morning, not in the room to read the book, and run away blindly!" Wen Ting held a cloth bag covered with copper pot in his arms and hit Mr. Songtao as soon as he entered the door.
"Mr. Early! How can I run blindly, I'm helping Mr. Business to do business!" Wen Ting grinned ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Business? "Mr. Song Tao looked blank, and said in his heart, how can I let your boy do anything serious!" Stop me! "
Wen Ting's fierce spirit stopped at his place and dared not move.
"I was looking for an excuse to go out for a walk, what else did you do to help me get things done? I asked you, can I review my homework yesterday? Go back and recite it in my room! If you make a mistake, copy the whole article a hundred times!" Mr. Song Tao Looking stern, he lost his hand.
Only Wen Ting was left standing alone in the courtyard and was sweating coldly. "Sir, I didn't lie to you. I really do the business for you. Is there any other business besides food?" Wen Ting whispered Muttered.
"Brother, are you back?" Gentle did not know when she stood at the kitchen door, beckoned, and signaled to Wen Ting to come.
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