Chapter 497: Hometown Wontons (1)

The woman walked out of the guest house and ran straight into the snack bar opposite.

In the store, there were two white-haired old men, who saw the woman, not only were they not afraid, but they came out.

One took out a square handkerchief to dust off the woman's body, and the other poured hot water and brought it over, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, very close.

In front of the door, someone passed by, and from time to time two old men greeted each other.

Carambola Creek stood in the opposite corner, and the doubts in her heart were even heavier.

The snack bar looks like it's been around for some years, and looking at the attitude of passers-by, I'm also familiar with these two old people.

Calculate the time, in 1982, Cheng Cuijuan's hand should not be so long, right?

So, why did the woman stalk her?

At this time, the second elder didn't know what to ask, and the woman suddenly became excited, and gestured at the two of them, and pointed in the direction of the guest house from time to time.

"Really?" asked the old lady in surprise.

The woman nodded heavily, tears falling from her eyes, but she was not heard to say a word the whole time.

Carambola Xi thought for a while and walked over directly: "Boss, do you have anything to eat?"

The woman was startled when she saw her, turned around and rushed into the back room.

"......" star fruit creek was dumb.

"Yes, yes. The two elders reacted quickly, glanced at each other, and greeted them, "What do you want to eat?" We have a lot of delicious food here, noodles, dumplings, wontons, rice cakes...... You see, it's all written. ”

Compared with the excited woman, the reaction of the two was much calmer.

"Let's have a bowl of ravioli. Carambola Creek looked at it without a trace, and chose a position next to the door, facing the door in the back room.

The back room is a kitchen, and in addition to the door, there is also a window.

You can see the inside from the outside, and at the same time, you can also serve food from this window.

"Okay, you drink some water first, and the wontons will be ready in no time. The old man politely poured a bowl of water for Carambola Creek.

The old lady entered the back room neatly, but just as she was about to make wontons, the woman who had been hiding in before appeared again, she stopped the old lady, and gently pushed the old lady out.

"Okay, here you go. The old lady shook her head helplessly, but smiled happily, "I'm not tired." ”

The woman didn't look up at the star fruit stream, but turned to the side of the window and began to make wontons quickly.

The stuffing is ready-made, and the wonton wrappers are also rolled out.

Thin skin, wrapped in a little meat filling, a few fingers in a row, a small wonton is ready.

Carambola Creek saw it clearly, and was surprised again.

This kind of wrapping method is unique to her hometown.

And Wuyuan City's wontons, her food team has also made them for her, which is as big as dumplings.

In the snack bar in Wuyuan City, a strange woman wrapped wontons from her hometown...... Carambola Creek's heart became even more vigilant.

She picked up the hot water and took a careful sip.

The water is sweet and sweet, and there is no problem.

As she drank, she kept an eye on the woman's movements.

She found that the woman's hands also had burns, but without looking at those injuries, the hands were exceptionally slender and flexible, obviously not fat, but there were deep pockets of flesh on the back of the hands.

Same as hers.

Carambola Creek thought for no reason, and looked down at her hands.

"Girl, the wontons are ready, eat them slowly. ”

Soon, the wontons were ready, the woman didn't come out, and the old lady kindly put the big bowl in front of Carambola Creek.

A large bowl full of seaweed, shredded eggs, dried shrimp, chopped green onions, and some lard, soy sauce and vinegar were also placed on it.

That's what her hometown tastes like!

Carambola Xi was even more surprised, but she didn't say anything, smiled at the old lady, and lowered her head to eat.

The whole time, the woman hid in the back room and did not come out.

But Carambola Creek could feel that those eyes had been looking at her......

。 Sogou