1. "Talk about it, say what you say?"

Cheng Man saw that the food was on the table, so the father and daughter didn't come out, so he went over to see what was going on, and called someone to eat by the way.

As a result, before she reached the door, she heard the two of them discussing how to deal with her.

Well, is she such an unreasonable person? The two of them are still discussing how to do ideological work for her?!

"Am I such a brainless person? I didn't agree before, isn't it because the cost is high, but the other expenses are also high?"

This calculation, the profit has to be reduced a lot.

The farmer's family, a grain of rice that fell in the crack of the ground is eager to pull it out, and this time there is so much less profit, and the heart of a meat chief has to hurt, right?

But in the past two days, she has figured it out, she can't give up the children and can't hide the wolves, they are outsiders, and they haven't stood firm on their feet, and if the price rises again, there is really no good fruit to eat.

It's just that she hasn't had time to talk about it yet.

"None of you need to tell me, let's not raise the price for the time being. If it really has to go up, everyone else will also go up, and let's raise the price again. ”

Cheng Man is not the one who bites to death and does not let go, and he has figured it out again, so there is no need to say anything more about this matter, and it will be solved directly.

Lin Zhiyuan smiled and looked at Cheng Man, with some begging in his eyes.

If you really can't be behind the long and short of the Taoist.

Lin Wei saw Cheng Man's slightly raised chin, and he also smiled well-behaved.

Cheng Man looked at them for a while, didn't look back, and walked away, when the two of them were nervous, she didn't look back and said, "Don't go to eat yet!"

The tone was impatient, but there was no irritation.

"Huh!"

Without waiting for Lin Wei to speak, Lin Zhiyuan had already answered loudly and walked out.

Lin Wei: "......"

Well, she's going to get out of here.

He stood up, closed the door to the study, and walked two steps behind to the living room.

At the edge of the table, they were all seated.

Lin Wei looked at the plate in the middle, and his eyes lit up, "Grandma, you made a mille-feuille?!"

She hadn't eaten it in a long time!

It seems that since her summer vacation, she has not seen her grandmother do this.

The reason why the mille-feuille cake is called mille-feuille cake is because the inner layer of the cake after cooking, layer by layer, has chewy tendons.

If you really want to talk about it, many people will do it, but to reach so many layers, it is still strong, and the inside is as thin as a cicada's wings, and few people can grasp it well.

Add water and flour to the flour, knead to a certain extent, roll it into a cake, sprinkle with chopped green onions and oil, of course, you can also leave the green onion without it, and then form a ball, roll it into a cake shape again, estimate the oil temperature, and turn it back and forth on the pot.

It's simple, it's really simple, but it's not easy to grasp.

Grandma Cheng is the best at this, and the family likes to eat it.

"Hurry up and eat, this thing is delicious while it's hot. Grandma Cheng gave her a piece cut into a palm-sized piece, and said with a smile, "You haven't mentioned this matter for a while, and I thought you didn't think about eating this thing, so you didn't think about it." If I hadn't bought bun fritters today, I wouldn't have remembered to make this. ”

Seeing her move her chopsticks, a few people who coincidentally pinched the mille-feuille, Grandma Cheng smiled with a satisfied face, "If you like to eat, I'll make it for you every once in a while." ”

When she arrived in the capital, and then guarded the restaurant, and after seeing the craftsmanship of several masters, Grandma Cheng felt that she couldn't handle her things.

Usually the children like to eat, they don't mention it, and she doesn't have a good time doing it.

Whatever you want to eat now, I have seen and tasted everything I haven't seen in the town before.

Good indeed.

It's just that I didn't expect that several children still liked what she made.

For a while, Grandma Cheng smiled with satisfaction, and her spirit was vibrant.

"How can you not like it? Just wait for this bite!"

Cheng Liang sandwiched a piece of mille-feuille, took a bite first, then went to take a spoon and scooped a spoonful of sauce and smeared it on it, and then took a bite, feeling that he was a few pounds lighter.

He breathed a sigh of satisfaction, and was about to burst into tears, "Mother, don't you know, when my sister and I were young, we were looking forward to you making this mille-feuille for us every day." ”

The taste in his memory is exactly the same as the current one, and even if he eats all kinds of delicious food, he still misses this thing.

Speaking of this, Cheng Man was also full of emotion, nodded emphatically, and said, "At that time, it was difficult, and I couldn't see much white noodles all year round, not to mention meat oil, even vegetable oil, and it was very rare." To make a mille-feuille, it takes a lot of flour and oil. ”

At that time, the most cooking was boiled and two drops of oil dropped. Either rub the bottom of the pan and stir-fry a plate of dishes.

It's really incomparable to now.

Several people sighed with emotion, Lin Guo looked at this, looked at that, and didn't understand in his heart, it was just a mille-feuille, why did everyone feel like a memorial meeting in the blink of an eye?

If she wants her to say, it is still those sugar bars and meat that are delicious.

No matter how bad it is, grandma's pickled vegetables are better than mille-feuille.

Anyway, by the time breakfast was over, all the plates of lasagna had been wiped out, and not a single piece was left.

Lin Guo ate something, hurry up, she has to go to school.

When it came to washing dishes and brushing pots, Lin Wei didn't let a few people do it, she consciously cleaned up the pots and pans.

Cheng Liang did not follow Lin Zhiyuan and Cheng Man to the restaurant, but stood at the door of the kitchen and waited for someone.

Seeing that Lin Wei had packed up the things in the kitchen, he hurriedly urged people to go to the housing management office.

Lin Wei was not ambiguous, dried his hands, went to the bedroom to get his shoulder bag, locked the door, and sat directly on Cheng Liang's heavy bicycle waiting at the door.

"Sit tight!" Cheng Liang shouted and reminded, "I'm going to speed up!"

Lin Wei hurriedly grabbed the saddle, and as soon as he said "um", the car was like an arrow off the string, "whooshing" out of the short distance.

Someone, this thing is very easy to do.

Because they had already told Yuan Fei about the Tao here, the two of them didn't let Cheng Liang see anything at all before the formalities were completed.

And because Lin Wei was here, he was still an experienced person, Cheng Liang didn't think about it so much at all, and simply handed over the documents according to Lin Wei and Yuan Fei's instructions, signed them, and so on.

As a result, in the end, Cheng Liang didn't know who the landlord was, but he thought that the landlord had entrusted the man named Yuan Fei to do this, and he didn't think about anything else.

When he walked out, Cheng Liang looked at the transfer documents in his hand, and he couldn't get back to his senses.

"It's as simple as that?"

Cheng Liang's face was full of incredulity, he just got the house after the transfer so simply?

"Or else?"

Lin looked at him with a smile, "Let's call someone who is easy to do." ”

When Cheng Liang heard this, he nodded fiercely, and now he really saw the convenience of this sentence.