Under the warm yellow light in the dark night, Duan Ping stood in front of the grill and skillfully and neatly used a knife to pry open the shell of the oyster and shave out the oyster meat inside.

The oysters are placed in a small black white cup with minced garlic, a little red pepper paste, a handful of fine vermicelli, squeezed with some lemon juice, covered and simmered over a charcoal fire.

Subsequently, add water to taste and keep on the fire until the cup boils.

Once the oysters are cooked, transfer them to a small bowl made of tin foil, sprinkle with chives and serve.

When the oysters are ready, the eggplant bacon rolls and scallops on the side are also ready.

Reaching out to turn over the skewers on the grill, Duan Ping carried the roasted eggplant, bacon, scallops, and oysters into the tent on a tray to serve the boy.

The boy sat at the back of the tent, looking at his phone, his fingers nimbly editing something on the screen.

"Oysters are boiled, be careful of scalding. Duan Ping put down the contents of the tray and said to the boy.

"Thank you. The boy looked at his phone and nodded.

After putting down the barbecue, Duan Ping walked out of the tent with a tray in his hand.

The boy looked at the screen of his phone and smiled, then put it down, intending to officially start his dinner.

What made him most curious was the small cup oysters, so he decided to eat the small cup oysters first.

The bowl made of tin foil had a layer of red oil flowers floating in it that covered the ingredients underneath, and the boy took a spoon and scooped some of the soup and tasted it.

The spoon skimmed the foil bowl and found the piece of oyster meat, which looked pretty good, but when he heard that it had been rolled away, he wondered if it was going to get old.

However, the meat of the oysters is still soft and tender, and it can be said that the taste is fresher and better than that of grilling directly on the fire.

After eating the oyster meat, the rest of the soup and vermicelli tasted very good, and after drinking it in one gulp, the boy's head was sweating a little, and the cool breeze brought out by the electric fan on the side blew, and the whole person only felt refreshed.

Huo Bai removed the boiled potato flour from the fire with a tong, put a plate under the hot casserole, and brought it directly to the boy.

Huo Bai had just put potato flour on his front foot, and Duan Ping on his back foot gave him the rest of the skewers.

The boy sat in his seat, grilling skewers in one hand and potato flour in the other, eating happily, and once again solved a lamb skewer in his hand, and the boy's mobile phone rang.

The boy reached out and took a tissue from the tissue box on the table, wiped his hands, and clicked on the call button.

"Dinner. While answering the phone, the boy didn't forget to eat a few bites of potato flour.

"Well, no. ”

"Oh. ”

After two or three sentences, the kung fu boy put his phone upside down on the table, lowered his head and concentrated on eating potato flour.

Outside the tent, Ah Zhai, who was holding the computer, lifted the curtain and looked at it, "My God, why are there so many people today?!"

Huo Bai waved the frying spoon and stir-fried the rice in the pot quickly and vigorously, "No, it's really not good, I don't mind if you sit at the door." ”

Ah Zhai put down his hand holding the curtain and pouted, "Don't, it's not raining today, it's hot outside, and there are many mosquitoes." ”

"Then you can pack it and take it home to eat. Huo Bai tapped the edge of the pot with a frying spoon and took out the fried rice in the pot.

"No, no, no...... I'm not going back!"

Huo Bai turned around with the plate, chuckled lightly after seeing the computer in Ah Zhai's arms, and reached out to grab her hair that was not very neat, "Coward." ”

Ah Zhai slapped Huo Bai's hand away and pulled his hair vigorously to make them look neat, "I'll share the table today!" A small stove soup, a fried rice, bacon hot dog and small green vegetables should be put in the fried rice without eggs!"

"Got it, you can serve the soup yourself, and it's simmering on the stove over there. Huo Bai waved his hand, lifted the curtain and walked into the tent.

Ah Zhai turned his head and looked around, stuffing his computer into the shelf next to the food stall, "Bottle, I stuffed the computer here, you can help me look at it." ”

Duan Ping turned his head to look at where she stuffed the computer and nodded, "Cheng." ”

After setting up his computer, Ah Zhai clapped his hands and took out a large soup bowl from the box under the stove where the tableware was placed, saying that the big soup bowl was only the size of a normal adult man's slap.

Well, it's not that small.

Holding the bowl, Ah Zhai walked to the stove where the soup was stewed, lifted the lid and smelled it, Huo Bai stewed haggis soup today.

The reason why the small stove soup is called small stove soup is only because Huo Bai stewed the soup with a small briquette stove. Guests who often come here to eat don't know who started to call it that, but after a long time, no matter what kind of soup is stewed, as long as it is stewed on that small stove, it is called small stove soup.

The milky white soup bubbled one after another, and the bubbles just appeared for a second or two, and then they broke again with a soft "pop", and the haggis in the soup floated up and sank, and then floated up and rolled on the soup noodles and then let the milky white soup swallow them.

Pulling out the long-handled iron soup spoon that was buckled to the side of the pot, Ah Zhai filled himself with a bowl of hot haggis soup.

This weather is not the best time to drink haggis soup, Ah Zhai has always felt that when the face can be frosted when he comes back from a trip in the cold winter, he can drink a bowl of hot haggis soup in a warm room, that day...... It's really a fairy, and it doesn't change!

"Ahh!!!h

Covering her ears and still feeling a hot pain in her hands, she simply ran to the freezer and put her hands on it. "Whew~comfortable~" Now she finally felt less uncomfortable.

Huo Bai lifted the curtain and came out, and saw Ah Zhai with a comfortable face on the glass door of the freezer.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, chicken soup Huo, you put some chopped green onions and garlic hot sauce in the soup bowl~ By the way, there are peppers!"

"Got it, where are you going to eat?"

Ah Zhai's hand moved to another place and continued to stick to the town's hand, she stood by the freezer and thought, "Which table is less crowded inside, where will I sit." ”

Huo Bai nodded to indicate that he knew, "Okay, you can go and share the table with only one boy sitting at the innermost table." ”

"Okay. Chicken soup Huo, help me bring the soup in, my hands are red~" Ah Zhai raised his hand pitifully and shook it at Huo Bai.

"It's hot, it's frozen red, don't stick it on the freezer, it's not frozen?"

"Cut, stingy~ I'll take it myself, I won't bother you. "Ah Zhai actually wants to be a coquetteer to her brother, but Huo Bai doesn't have this tendon and doesn't get Ah Zhai's point.

"Alas~ Brother Guoyao......" Ah Zhai shook his head with the soup bowl and said such a sentence.

"What TV series or anime have you watched again?" Huo Bai knew Ah Zhai best, and when he heard her say this, he knew that she must have watched something recently.

Ah Zhai snorted, opened the curtain with his head and walked sideways into the tent, "You...... Hmph, forget it, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Put more bacon and baby greens. ”

Ah Zhai, who was holding the bowl, walked straight to the innermost part of the tent, and at a glance she saw the table where only one person was sitting.

"Little brother, do you mind sharing a table?"

The boy who was eating potato flour looked up at the sound and saw Ah Zhai standing in front of him with a big white porcelain soup bowl in both hands and a smile on his face.

"No, don't mind. You, you sit. The boy swallowed the potato flour in his mouth and whispered.

"Thank you~" Ah Zhai hurriedly put down the soup bowl in his hand and sat down opposite the boy.

Ah Zhai, who sat down, rubbed her hands, although the soup bowl was not as hot as it was at the beginning, she still felt that her hands hurt.

When she felt that her hands were fine, she held the bowl and blew the soup noodles with saliva and drank the soup carefully.

When she was a child, she read martial arts novels and longed for the happy life of eating meat and drinking wine, however, she was allergic to alcohol and couldn't drink alcohol, so she could only retreat to the next best thing and chose to drink haggis soup.

As for why she chose haggis soup, in Ah Zhai's own words, it is the same as drinking the hot and spicy haggis soup.

But the truth is not as she said, she just thinks the haggis soup is delicious.

The boy watched Ah Zhai drink the haggis soup one after another, and he also felt a little greedy, it was really Ah Zhai who drank too fragrantly, and everyone who watched thought that she was drinking some kind of elixir and jade liquid.

He swallowed the potato flour in his mouth and drank the soup, he always felt that it was not as good as the soup in the bowl, he hesitated for a while and asked in a low voice, "What are you drinking?"

Ah Zhai, who was drinking the soup, was stunned, "Huh?

"Hmm. ”

"Xiaolu soup, today's haggis soup is quite delicious, do you want to have a bowl too?" Ah Zhai looked at the boy with a smile.

When he heard the words haggis soup, the boy's mind had already given a negative answer, he didn't like to drink mutton soup.

"Forget it, I ordered enough to eat. ”

"Oh. ”

Before Ah Zhai's soup was half drunk, Huo Bai brought her fried rice.

"Wait, I want a soup too, and I put more sea rice. ”

Huo Bai shook her head helplessly and walked out of the tent, isn't she afraid of swelling her stomach after pouring so much soup and water......?"

When the boy finished eating the potato flour, there was only the last string of mutton skewers left in front of him, and he took all the meat on the mutton skewers in the effort of Ah Zhai bowing his head and eating two bites of rice.

After eating the last bit of meat, the boy put down the skewer in his hand, took out a tissue, wiped his mouth, and got up to leave.

Ten o'clock.

There were still no fewer people in the food stalls, Ah Zhai shifted his position and ran to the door of the tent to drink haggis soup, and she lit a circle of mosquito coils around her.

Ah Zhai doesn't like to smell smoke, and there are many people smoking in the food stalls, so she can't bear to run out.

"Smack!"

Ah Zhai slapped his thigh fiercely, and his voice was crisp and loud.

"I'm sick of it...... Why are there mosquitoes......"

"Light so many mosquito coils, not to mention mosquitoes, cockroaches can smoke you to death. Duan Ping bypassed the mosquito coil and lifted the curtain to go in to serve the food.