There are two types of roast meat stalls in the wet market.

A kind of beautiful name is called a franchise store, that is, I don't know how to roast meat, so I bought it with my hands, and the quality is the guarantee given by others.

One is passed down from the family, and every day they make their own roast meat, which is mostly delicious and hygienic.

Nie Zheng found out that he was a star and hung the title of kitchen god, the biggest advantage is that when you ask others questions, others will answer them.

In the past, he didn't know the details of the roast stall, but now he knows, and even the owner of the roast stall asked him to give him some advice.

How can Nie Zheng himself have the level to guide other people's family businesses, but he can still talk about a few problems.

After going back and forth, he became familiar with the people of the roast meat stall, he entered the hall and went directly to the forbidden place of the roast meat stall - the roast meat field!

The so-called roast field is a small courtyard behind the roast stall, and the owner of the roast stall is roasting a roast goose.

"Hey, Mr. Nie, can you have a discussion?"

The owner of the roast stall is very enthusiastic, this is a hobby between him and Nie Zheng, the two often squat here for an afternoon, you roast your roast goose, I roast my suckling pig, and finally taste each other, very fun.

"Yes, I'm going to roast a hare and chicken wings today!"

"Grilled chicken wings?" The boss was a little disdainful, but as long as Nie Zheng did it, it must be of a good standard.

The proprietress of the beef stall was also stained with Nie Zheng's light, walked in, and said that she was going to start a live broadcast.

Nie Zheng doesn't care, the profession of a star that he already understands is a commodity himself, and he is a judge for others, as long as it doesn't interfere with his normal life, he doesn't bother to care.

Qingqing moved a small bench very seriously, and looked at her father curiously with wide eyes.

Nie Zheng asked the lotus root seller for two lotus leaves, wrapped the marinated chicken leg and rabbit meat in it, threw it into the charcoal fire indiscriminately, and used a roasting fork to roast rabbit legs and chicken legs.

"Qingqing, you said you were going to give it to Sister Xiaoli and Auntie, and you have to come yourself!"

Nie Zheng handed a chicken leg to Qingqing, the little guy was very happy, her favorite thing was to do it, "Okay! Qingqing baked chicken legs!"

The little guy took the chicken leg and roasted it very seriously, staring at it meticulously with big eyes, roasting it for a while, and also learning to add some honey to the boss of the roast meat stall.

"Ahh Daddy, Daddy, it's broken, it's broken!"

Qingqing looked at Nie Zheng anxiously with the chicken wings, and there was a piece of charred black on the chicken wings.

"Don't be afraid! You can eat it inside!" Nie Zheng looked at the chicken wings and said with a smile: "This is more fragrant, your aunt rushed to eat it after seeing it." ”

"But... However, if you get angry, and then your throat hurts, you have to get an injection!"

"Don't be afraid, your aunt just likes it anyway!"

Nie Zheng picked out the lotus leaves in the charcoal fire, didn't open it, asked the boss for a tin foil bottom plate, put it on, and put the roasted rabbit legs and chicken legs on another tin foil plate, and Qingqing's burnt chicken wings were placed on top.

"Look, look, I have pimples!" Qingqing shouted in Tangning's tone, "Auntie must have said that!"

"She won't!" Nie Zheng smiled: "If she says that, you will say that you have grown a winter melon head yourself!"

"Okay!" Qingqing nodded, agreeing with her father's statement.

I just don't seem to have a chance to say it...

The two fathers and daughters stood outside Tangning's house, Nie Zheng slammed the door hard as usual, and Qingqing shouted loudly: "Auntie, auntie, don't sleep lazy, the sun is getting to your buttocks!"

"Hey, Qingqing, it's night, how can the sun get to your butt?"

The uncle next door poked his head out.

"Uncle!" Qingqing jumped over obediently, "Then the moon is on the ass!

"Hahaha, little guy, Uncle hasn't seen you for a long time, come in and give you candy!"

"Okay!" Qingqing walked out of the house with a bag of candy in her pocket, and the man said leisurely: "Xiao Tang hasn't come back today!"

"Does she often come home late?"

"No, I'm going to come home late tonight, probably because there's some dinner at school!"

"Hmm!" Nie Zheng was slightly disappointed, and then became happy again, "Qingqing, let's give the rabbit to Sister Xiaoli, and then come back here, if it's late, you can sleep at Auntie's place tonight!"

"It's not Auntie, it's Qingqing's house!" the little guy corrected.

Nie Zheng nodded, there is nothing wrong with this, the little guy is only six years old, he has lived in Tangning for more than five years, he has lived in his burned home for less than a month, and he has only lived in Yang Ying's house for more than two months.

I thought that when I arrived at Tang Ning's house, there must be laughter and laughter, but when I arrived at Xiaoli's house, it would be bleak, and Xiaoli estimated that she had just returned from the hospital.

It's just that things are completely different from what Nie Zheng imagined, before he arrived at Xiaoli's house, he had already seen that her yard was bright, if he was not mistaken, it was estimated that he was barbecuing in the yard.

As soon as the car stopped, Qingqing jumped down, and before Nie Zheng got out of the car, he already heard the little guy shouting loudly.

"Aunt Winter Melon Head, Qingqing is looking for you, you hide here and barbecue by yourself! Hmph! If you eat too much, you will get on fire, and if you get on fire, you will go to the hospital for injections, and you will cry!"

"Fat Qingqing!"

Tang Ning hadn't seen Qingqing for more than a month, and suddenly heard the voice of the little guy and saw the deity, so excited that he almost didn't shed tears.

Nie Zheng got out of the car and took a look, sure enough, a barbecue party was being held in Xiaoli's yard, although there were not many guests, but it was very lively.

Xiaoli's family is here, and there are also Downing and the basketball team members.

"Uncle Nie, hurry up and barbecue!"

Xiaoli was in good spirits, smiling like a flower, and waved vigorously at Nie Zheng.

Nie Zheng looked at her, completely unable to tell that she was a patient, if it weren't for the damn wheelchair aside.

"Qingqing, Qingqing, my sister will drive you!"

Xiaoli sat on the wheelchair and hugged Qingqing on her lap, and the wheelchair moved slowly.

"Hey!"

Qingqing jumped down all of a sudden, almost missing the wheelchair, so scared that Xiaoli almost fell, Zhao Dahai hurriedly came over.

"Hey, little one, it's dangerous to jump out of the car while driving!"

"Hey!"

Qingqing kicked hard in the wheelchair.

"Little one, what are you doing in a wheelchair? Do you know that Uncle bought a lot of money?"

"Hmph! just kick!" Qingqing said resolutely: "Qingqing has already roasted a rabbit for Sister Xiaoli to eat, and after eating, she can run as fast as a rabbit, the dragon is not good..."

Qingqing meowed at Zhao Dahai, "The sea is not good, you can't run!"

Nie Zheng opened the lotus leaf bag, and the rabbit meat was fragrant.

"What is the sea bad..."Zhao Dahai paused for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Yes, the sea is not good, rabbits are the best!" Please pay attention to read the latest chapter