Just when a large bowl of stewed tofu was eaten by several people and saw the bottom of the bowl, their "soup cake" was finally brought out by Xiao Er on a wooden tray like a shy girl.

When I looked at it, where is this cake, it is obviously a modern noodle soup. When I heard the "soup cake", I thought it was a risotto! In the previous life, the daughter didn't like to eat noodles and noodles since she was a child, but she loved the risotto very much, and every time her mother made the leftover cakes from the day before the first day into risotto, the daughter could eat a big bowl.

"Daughter, why don't you eat it, it won't taste good if it becomes a lump stuck together for a while!"

Seeing that Qianjin was looking at the bowl in front of her, Qianjin Niang didn't move her chopsticks and reminded her loudly.

"Mother, I seem to be full and don't want to eat!" The daughter looked sideways at her mother and said, she didn't want to swallow when she thought about the texture of the noodles.

"If you want to eat less dried fruits, you won't listen, you can't eat them! Mother will give some of your share to your father, and you will eat the rest. The daughter said, picked up the chopsticks, and put the noodles in the gold bowl into the gold bowl.

"Enough, enough. Ask Hao Ming if he has enough to eat? The daughter father looked at the bowl that had become full again and said.

"Hao Ming, shall I add some noodles to you?" Qianjin Niang asked.

"Hmm!" Hao Ming said and put the bowl in front of Qianjinniang.

"Alright, that's all left, you can eat it yourself!" Qianjinniang filled the bowl for Hao Ming again, and the rest was blocked in front of Qianjin's eyes again.

The daughter looked at the remaining half bowl of noodles, her face was full of bitterness, and pleaded:

"Mother, can I not eat it? My stomach is really full! ”

"No, we don't know when we'll be home, and we'll be hungry if we don't eat for a while!" The daughter rejected the daughter categorically.

The daughter had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks, pick up a chopstick noodle and put it in her mouth, it didn't matter, the daughter found this noodle so delicious for the first time. Is it because after she crossed over, her taste changed, this is not impossible, although the soul is her in the previous life, but this body is the little daughter who died early, and the taste buds are of course the original owner's.

Qianjin Niang looked at Qianjin's food and said, "I still said that I was not hungry, look at half a bowl and eat it!" Full? ”

After listening to her mother's words, the daughter smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm so full, I've eaten it, I didn't expect this 'soup cake' to be so delicious!" ”

"Of course this 'soup' is delicious, but there are only a few taverns in the county that can make it! Legend has it that it is a way of eating that has been passed down from the Southern Spirit Kingdom. The daughter father listened to the daughter's words and explained.

After hearing this, the daughter looked at her father with a surprised face and asked, "It's not difficult to look at, isn't it just to knead the noodles, make them into noodles, and cook them in the pot!" ”

"Of course, this noodle is not difficult, but the difficult thing is this soup, and it is difficult to bring out the flavor that diners love!" The daughter father said and picked up the bowl and took a sip of the noodle soup in the bowl.

"That's it! Daddy, when I go back, my daughter will also make you a 'soup cake' to eat, and it will definitely be delicious! Qianjin said with a smile, making a noodle soup is a handy thing for her, a person who has traveled through modern times.

Qianjin Niang and Qianjin Dad looked at each other, smiled, and said: "Okay, our daughter is the best, your father and I are waiting for you to make us this delicious 'soup cake'

Just as a few people finished drinking the soup and were about to eat steadily before leaving, a middle-aged man dressed in crimson blue came out of the back kitchen, holding a dilapidated porcelain basin full of chicken feet.

I heard this man shout at the shopkeeper who was still settling accounts:

"Shopkeeper, today I went directly outside to feed the wild dogs, after Lao Hei died, the chicken feet Xiao Huang the day before yesterday has not finished eating!"

"Okay, keep it and take up space!" The shopkeeper said without raising his head.

When the daughter saw the idea, she said to her father: "Dad, you go and get those chicken feet over!" ”

"What's the use of asking for that thing, we don't have cats and dogs at home, and people can't eat them!"

"Uncle, wait, my dad said he wants your chicken feet! Can you give it to us? Seeing that the man with the chicken feet was about to walk out of the door of the restaurant, the daughter shouted anxiously.

The man who had already stepped out of the door with one foot heard the cry of the daughter and took his foot back again. looked at the daughter, turned his head to look at the shopkeeper, although this chicken foot is useless, but there is a shopkeeper, he is a cook, it is impossible to make a decision privately, in case the shopkeeper does not like, it is not good!

was scolded by the daughter, and the shopkeeper had already raised his head, and a pair of small eyes looked at them with a pair of bright eyes. When the man turned around, the shopkeeper understood what he meant, and said with a smile:

"This chicken foot is useless, if you want it, take it!"

"What do you have to do with this, you kid?" The daughter father said this in his mouth, helpless in his heart, he knew too much about his daughter's stubbornness, so he had to ask the shopkeeper for a piece of unused torn oilcloth and put away the chicken feet in the basin.

"I'll go back and feed the big ash of Erya's house, next time I go to their house, it won't bite me!" Qianjin said innocently.

After collecting the chicken feet, the daughter father settled the account, and a few people left the gate of the cyclamen. Just like when she came in, the daughter walked in the middle of her father's mother. The chicken feet and leftover dried fruits were still taken by Hao Ming. Hao Ming saw the dirty oilcloth, although he was a little reluctant, but in the end he didn't say anything, and took it from his daughter's hand and held it in his hand.

"Are you bullying Hao Ming again?" Qianjin Niang looked at her daughter with disgust and said.

The daughter pouted and said, "I'll go back and compensate him, ** feet for you to taste!" ”

When the daughter heard her daughter say this, she seemed to have misunderstood the daughter, and said lovingly: "My stupid child, this chicken foot is very hard, but I can't eat it!" If you are hungry, your mother will ask your father to buy two more chickens. ”

"Isn't it? Mother, this chicken foot is really edible, I know how to do it, go back and see if you'll see! The daughter swore that for people in this era who don't know the deliciousness of chicken feet, she can understand very well, in the modern times where she once lived, some places do not eat chicken feet.

"Let's go back and talk about it! Let's go, let's go to Buzhuang to have a look, it's almost the New Year, and I'll make you two new clothes! The daughter did not continue to entangle with the daughter, and pointed to the splendid cloth village not far in front of her.

Qianjin looked back at Hao Ming's cold expression, secretly stuck out her tongue, and said to him:

"Hao Ming, you send these to Uncle Niu! We're waiting for you here! ”

Hao Ming only glanced at Qianjin this time, didn't say anything, and walked towards the tea shed where Uncle Niu stopped, it seemed that he was really annoyed by the oilcloth and the chicken feet inside.

As soon as I walked into the cloth village, the guys here greeted me warmly, it was almost the New Year, the countryside, the city, as long as the conditions were similar, they all made two sets of new clothes to welcome the New Year. What's more, the daughter's family is no worse than the people in the city, so the shopkeeper is not slacking off.