Chapter 488 Xiang Huai

The business of the small fried shop is good, and the amount of ingredients needed every day is a lot, so I went to the vegetable market to purchase, and after mixing with the vegetable farmers and vendors, after a period of contact, I finally selected a fixed "supplier". Of course, in order to maintain the unique taste advantage of the small shop, condiments such as onions, ginger and garlic are still cultivated by Xiang Huai's mother.

On this day, because the town farm had too much rest there after the busy season, Xiang Huai woke up after sleeping for four or five hours after coming back last night, he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning in bed, so he got up and walked out of the bedroom.

As a result, when I walked to the window on the second floor, I accidentally looked down, and saw my mother's hand emitting a little fluorescent, standing motionless in front of the shelf where the cultivation pot was placed in the courtyard.

Xiang Huai felt strange, and subconsciously looked again, and saw that the leeks that had just been cut last night had opened the fast-forward button and grew wildly, and the green onions and coriander, which were almost plucked out yesterday, also took root and sprouted in a short period of time until they grew into a green pot.

Even if he had accepted the fact that his family was not human, even if he had seen his father flying through the wall in various ways, the scene in front of him still gave Xiang Huai a lot of shock. He couldn't help but wonder to himself, if he had such ability, would he be able to decorate the garden-themed courtyard that Sister Qiu liked in a short period of time? Would he be able to get twice the result with half the effort while working on the farm? Thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel excited, looking forward to the "enlightenment" he would face soon. It was also the first time that I felt a sense of identity with my non-human identity.

Xiang Huai's mother had no defense against her son's familiar atmosphere, completely unaware that the "sense of identity" she had worked so hard to avoid for more than ten years had inadvertently fallen short.

"Huaizi is in a good mood today. After a night of cultivation in the nameplate, Xiang Huai's father was also full of electricity, looking a lot of energy, seeing that his son was not as excited as before, he asked suspiciously: "Is there anything happy?"

Xiang Huai's mother was also quite strange, but she didn't think much about it, "Half a child is blind." ”

"Since the small shop opened, Huaizi has not been idle every day, he is only fifteen, and he can't spend all the time in the store. Xiang Huai's father thought about it for a long time, and recently felt that his physical condition was stable before he spoke to his wife, "Either I will be alone with Huaizi for a day, and I will have to let him have some time for himself." ”

"It's gloomy today, it's estimated that it will rain later, and there should be fewer customers, why don't you try it today?"

"Okay. He knew that his wife was not used to eating human food, so he tried his best to study cooking skills to make it better, and he was so happy that his wife could eat more chopsticks. After so many years of hard work, his cooking skills are much more exquisite than his son, and he feels that he can still afford a small shop.

So, as soon as the vegetable farmer and butcher who delivered the ingredients were sent away, Xiang Huai was stuffed with a wad of money and an umbrella by his mother: "Today, your father is the chef, you go out to relax." ”

Xiang Huai walked out along the familiar street with a blank face. It didn't take long for it to rain, but the rain was thin and soft, and even people with little cultural cultivation could realize the innate poetry from it.

I don't know how long I walked, but by the time Xiang Huai reacted, he had already arrived at the lake some distance from the block. He looked at the strange scene around him, and suddenly felt that this was the first time he had gone out alone in the daytime since he came to the ancient city. Of course, this kind of busy taste is quite good.

"Why does the little boss have time to come out?" The patrol officer seemed to be very familiar with Xiang Huai, and greeted him from afar, "It won't be closed today, right?" Huaihua Rice is about to become their external canteen, thinking that they may not be able to eat that delicious and clean meal today, and the mood is even worse because of the rain.

"No, my dad is in charge of the kitchen today, I'll take a day off and come out for a walk. Being greeted by the public family, Xiang Huai was stunned just now, he thought he had no friendship with these people. However, thinking of what his mother had done these days, he was relieved, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy and proud. "My dad's cooking skills are much better than mine, you can go, you don't need money if it's not delicious. ”

"Eh, that's a good ...... for daring"