Ye Hanxiang took advantage of the applause of everyone to call the ink dye in front of him and instructed him to make the sour plum soup according to the previous method. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After everyone's applause fell, they also recalled in their hearts whether they had any good performance in the whole dinner......

The rest of the people who weren't called widened their eyes in anticipation of being chosen.

Ye Hanxiang smiled, "Third place, during the meal, there are no soup dripping on the personal dinner plate, there are a total of five people who are neat and orderly, the first table is the lady in yellow clothes, the second table is the uncle in gray clothes and the aunt next to you." The eldest sister in blue at the third table. The uncle wearing a square scarf at the fifth table. Congratulations! ”

After Ye Hanxiang finished speaking, she took the lead in applause.

The crowd was stunned!?

Is that okay?!

Situ Jinyu also applauded vigorously, and the previous prejudice against Ye Hanxiang had all disappeared so far.

His face was filled with a smile of admiration, and he really admired this petite woman in purple clothes from the bottom of his heart.

Under the purple jacaranda, the petals are flying, and everyone looks at the smiling girl who stands with her hands in her hands, wise and serene between her eyebrows, and is as sacred and inviolable as a goddess!

Ye Hanxiang raised her hand to stop the applause, "Today's screening is here first." ”

The audience was suddenly disappointed and complained: "Huh!? That's it? But I really need this guy to make a living! ”

"That's right! ……”

"That's right, Miss Ye, just give us another chance!"

"I still have my 70-year-old mother waiting for me to support ......"

Ye Hanxiang waved his hand to stop everyone's voices.

"It's a fate that everyone is here today. Hanxiang has one last thing to share with all the old folks...... Ink dyeing, ink feather gives everyone sour plum soup! ”

What is this sour plum soup!?

Will there be an assessment?

Everyone looked solemn and waited with long necks.

After a while, in everyone's expectant eyes, Mo Ran and Mo Yu brought more than 50 large tea bowls for drinking tea, and the bowls were on par with the bowls for eating!

The two of them set the bowls one by one. He moved a large bucket of sour plum soup and put it on the ground.

After all this was done, the two of them stood by and did not move.

Although everyone is curious about this sour plum soup, after learning the lesson of the last time, they will never dare to lose their image rashly.

Situ Jinyu's eyes widened, not knowing what medicine was sold in Ye Hanxiang's gourd. Unconsciously, he looked at Ye Hanxiang's figure and lost his mind.

The previous Ye Hanxiang was ugly and stupid, and he was still a waste material that couldn't be cultivated, but since the incident that was burned by fire, Ye Hanxiang's true face has been revealed. She's getting more and more dazzling...

Such a beautiful woman can play the piano that they have never seen before, dance the same dance they have never seen before, and sing melodies that they have never heard before......

Today, however, she seems to be not only versatile, but also has an amazing memory.

"Sit down with you, too!" Ye Hanxiang nodded at the chosen people who were standing.

Everyone sat down, only to see Ye Hanxiang, raise his hand, the aura around the body is running, the sour plum soup in the bucket crosses a beautiful arc in the bucket, leaping over everyone's heads, the brown soup is like a smooth and fragrant satin, fragrant, hooking the taste buds.

"Wow! It smells so good! ”……

Everyone raised their heads, their eyes followed the brown ribbon, and their mouths were full of admiration.

Ye Hanxiang applied a little more mana to make the steaming sour plum soup a little cooler, and finally the sour plum soup fell into everyone's tea bowls.

As soon as the tea bowl came into contact with the cold soup, some fine water droplets suddenly formed on the wall of the bowl.

Everyone looked at the soup in the bowl, and they couldn't wait to take one sip, but in view of Ye Hanxiang's unusual behavior, everyone just straightened their backs and waited in a proper manner.

Ye Hanxiang saw that everyone was not moving, so she nodded with satisfaction.

A large soup spoon about one meter long was taken out from the space. One for each person was divided.

"This?!"

Everyone looked at the half-human-high soup spoon and opened their mouths in shock...... "How do you drink this?!" ”

Ye Hanxiang finished distributing the spoons, looked at everyone's stunned and overwhelmed expressions, smiled calmly, and asked rhetorically, "Let's talk about it, what is lucky?" What is misfortune? What is Heaven? What is Hell? ”

Everyone shook their heads, expressing inexplicability: "Luck and misfortune, heaven and hell? What does it have to do with this sour plum soup? ”

"Of course it matters, because luck or misfortune, heaven or hell, it all depends on your decision!"

At this time, a person who looked like a scholar spoke, and he muttered with a rather depressed expression: "Life is just a matter of providence, and fate makes people, how can it be decided by ants like us?!" ”

Everyone nodded in agreement: "Yes, God's will makes people, how can we change it?" ”

Ye Hanxiang smiled: "That's right, providence makes people!" It's like a spoon in everyone's hand, no matter how hard you try, you can't drink the soup in the bowl.

However, it is important to know that many times it is not others who need to change, but ourselves. ”

Ye Hanxiang stopped talking and motioned for everyone to start trying. But sadly, no one can succeed.

"If you can't drink a bowl of delicious soup, this is hell, this is misfortune, but this is what you have chosen. I can't blame others! ”

Ye Hanxiang walked to the table, took out another soup spoon from the space and walked to an old man: "Uncle, come, I'll feed you!" ”

The old man was sincerely afraid: "Miss Ye, this can't be helped!" I can't help it! ”

"Eh~ Uncle don't be afraid, just a sip of tea, there's nothing to do!"

Then the old man opened his mouth and drank the soup that Ye Hanxiang handed to him without dropping.

Ye Hanxiang smiled and said nothing, only put down the spoon and looked at everyone fixedly.

Everyone suddenly realized, so they also took a soup spoon and fed it to the people opposite them.

Men, women and children looked at each other without saying a word, but they tacitly drank this bowl of sour plum soup that is unforgettable in this life.

The petals are fluttering and the breeze is blowing until the last spoonful of soup is gone.

After a moment of silence, the scholar-like man made a gesture towards Ye Hanxiang: "In Xia Lu Yun Bucai, today I am fortunate to be mentioned by the eldest lady, so that in the next clouds to see the sun, better than reading millions of books, the eldest lady's mind is admired, willing to surrender!" ”

"Well, I'm not saying this to make you submit. As I said, to be together today is a kind of fate.

Now that the whereabouts of the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts are unknown, the enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light, everyone should work together and move forward with one heart......

In addition, Hanxiang has a meager manpower, and I don't want to disappoint people who don't get a job, so I will do my best to encourage everyone, if Hanxiang has something inconsiderate in the future, I hope everyone can be magnanimous and merciful......"

Ye Hanxiang said this, and everyone seemed to have returned to the scene when Ye Hanxiang was burned by flames that day.

She is indeed broad-minded and bodhisattva-hearted. If it were someone else, in the face of the ignorant masses who threw stones and vegetable leaves at them in the past, I am afraid that no one would be able to be so calm......

Seeming to be a little tired, Ye Hanxiang stretched: "Okay, it's not too early, the selected long-term workers leave their names, and I will report early tomorrow morning that I have my own arrangements." Let's go away and rest early! ”