It is also Dejuquan, and it is also a classical and elegant private room of Dejuquan. But this Deju was full of different people.

"Lee, huh...... A chef chopping vegetables on a cutting board? Yang Fubo, who was a little dazed, held a cigarette in his hand. The flickering cigarette butts emitted puffs of green smoke. The soot has accumulated even more unconsciously.

"Mr. Yang, this news is absolutely reliable. Lee's update is all here. The private investigator I hired is the most famous in the capital. Although it is a bit ruthless to ask for money. really checked Li Gengxin to the bottom. I almost dug up the ancestral grave of Li Gengxin's family and counted how many big silver dollars there were. The information can't be wrong...... You can't go wrong! A middle-aged man in his forties, with a servile appearance, leaned over and said to Yang Fubo.

Hearing this, Yang Fubo was just about to speak, when he suddenly cursed in his mouth: "! ”

It turned out that Yang Fubo's hand trembled slightly, and the cigarette ash suddenly fell off his hand.

The middle-aged man with a servile face hurriedly stepped forward. As soon as the hand was raised, a snow-white handkerchief was exposed to the air. While he was about to wipe Yang Fubo's hands, he asked with concern, "Is Mr. Yang okay?" ”

Yang Fubo waved his hand, pulled the white square scarf in the middle-aged man's hand, wiped the back of his hand and said, "Don't you know that he won our master Yu?" How can a chef chop vegetables be so good? You also said that the person you were looking for was about to dig out Li Gengxin's ancestral grave? Yang Fubo's voice became louder and louder, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger.

"Really...... What a famous private detective! He was nicknamed in the circle, called the sleeping Maori Kogoro! Before he finished speaking, Yang Fubo raised his hand and slapped it on the table.

There was a muffled bang, and the dark red purple sand jar on the table shook with a crisp creak. It can be seen how great Yang Fubo's strength is!

"You didn't watch cartoons when you were a kid, did you? No wonder the private investigator you found was so unreliable, you didn't ask them who was called Conan in the circle? Yang Fubo's face was mocking, and his face showed a burst of hideousness.

The middle-aged man in his forties had a strange face, hung his head and did not speak. I felt aggrieved in my heart.

Yang Fubo's eyes coldly glanced at the information folder on the table. His eyes focused on the headshot of Li Gengxin at the top of the folder. Suddenly turned his head towards himself and asked, "Master Yu, what do you think?" ”

is called the master, and it is naturally the big meat ball that Yang Fubo relies on the most now.

Da Meatball, dressed in an oversized white kitchen suit, sat in the wide circle chair under Yang Fubo's hand. It is diametrically opposed to the middle-aged man standing next to Yang Fubo with a grovel look.

Although the two are of the same age, they are also in their forties. But there was a faint open-minded expression on the face of this big meat ball. There is a lot of seeing through more than half of the floating life, and the mood is half Buddha and half immortal.

It's just that this fairy wind bone, a little bit unpowerful.

The image of the big meat ball was lowered by his own figure, and the impression score was lowered a lot. At this time, the fat on Zhou's body was trying to get out of the gap in the circle chair. It's funny how people look at it.

Turning his head to look at Yang Fubohe, the meaty hands of the big meat ball rubbed the armrests of the circle chair, and said indifferently with a respectful expression: "Li Gengxin...... Maybe it's all right! Between the words, the big meat ball saw the middle-aged man on the side throwing a grateful look at him. He smiled and continued: "But in the kitchen, I witnessed Li Gengxin's cooking skills!" 2. Cutting board...... Oh, it can't be! ”

The words of the coffin made Yang Fubo's face even more hideous. He turned around and waved at the middle-aged man beside him. Said coldly: "Get out!" ”

The big meat ball glanced at the middle-aged man who quit the private room with a look of grievance. With a smile, he raised his finger and pointed to the dark red purple sand jar on the table and said, "It's not good to be so angry." I lost once in the hands of Li Gengxin, and I definitely won't lose the second time! Try this dish and you'll be at ease. ”

Yang Fubo listened to the big meat ball's sworn words, and the anger that hit his head dissipated slightly. With a mum in his mouth, he raised his hand to open the delicate little lid of the purple sand jar.

A wisp of meat fragrance came to my face, and I saw a pork belly lying in the middle. The meat shook slightly with the action of lifting the lid.

Yang Fubo frowned, and subconsciously asked: "Master Yu, this is your ......"

The big meat ball smiled and didn't talk.

Yang Fubo lowered his head and first looked at the pork belly, which was slightly darker than bright red. I saw that this square of meat was wrapped in brown-red soup. The heat overflowed along the mouth of the purple sand can.

At first glance, although it looks a little fat, the fragrant fragrance mixed in it can be just right to dissolve the greasy visual impact. Yang Fubo stared at the braised pork for a while, picked up the ivory chopsticks in his hand and gently clamped it.

The feeling of chopsticks touching the meat made Yang Fubo happy. I feel that the soft part of the meat is broken, and the hard part loses its elasticity. It's the perfect one! You don't have to eat it to know that this meat must taste excellent.

Although the dishes have a touch of supernatural feeling. But the little evil spirit in Yang Fubo's bones began to breed again. In his heart, he was thinking about the head chef named Guo Kejun under Yang Hongli, looking at the meat on the chopsticks. There was a burst of evil on his face. seems to have thought about how to "communicate" with Guo Kejun.

"You still need to do both......" Yang Fubo subconsciously muttered.

The big meat ball sat down with Yang Fubo's hand, looked at Yang Fubo with an open-minded expression, and said casually: "Li Gengxin...... Whether this kid is a ghost or a vajra bodhisattva, you can know by looking at it. Do not worry! ”

Saying this, seeing the ivory chopsticks in Yang Fubo's hand holding this braised pork, his eyes were still wandering. The big meat ball whispered: "Mr. Yang tastes it first, don't get cold......"

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Li Gengxin was holding the lunch box in his hand, and said to the old lady with a worried look on his face: "Grandma, taste it, don't be cold......"

Yang Sanwu sat on the vacant sickbed next to him, laughing. Looking at the scene in front of him, it feels like he is a little heartless.

The old lady looked at Li Gengxin with a smile, and looked at her grandson with pity. Only then did he glance at the spoon that Li Gengxin had raised. His eyes were full of kindness.

Li Gengxin couldn't see the difference between the old grandmother lying on the sickbed who was weak at this time and the old men and old ladies in the park. I just feel that the old lady's face is not simple, and there is more aura in her body. Even if people are lying on the sickbed at the moment, it seems that people dare not despise them. This kind of heritage is not something that ordinary kind old ladies can have.

Li Gengxin didn't even dare to look at her eyes, and every time he made eye contact, he felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

I haven't seen the little people on the market, and I can't see that this old lady who is lying on the sickbed at this time and her eyes are like torches is clearly a Lafayette who has been up and down for decades!

The old lady smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to do this?" I thought that the ancestors had lost all this thing. The voice was a little weak, but the depth of the water was difficult to see, and the remnants of the tiger's death were still there.

Li Gengxin smiled slightly embarrassedly and asked, "Grandma, have you eaten?" ”

The old lady didn't speak, Yang Sanwu blinked on the side, laughed a few times and asked, "Grandma, I've never seen this thing, and today when Brother Gengxin brought it over just now." At the door, I almost thought it was **...... Hehe. ”

"This is Ejiao soup, and it seems that it is made by ancient recipes and ancient methods. Actually, I haven't eaten much, but when I was a child, I knew that my grandmother used to eat it. I didn't expect that after so many years, the loess was at a top age, and it was time to see the things when I was a child. Saying this, the old lady took the spoon in Li Gengxin's hand and took a bite slowly.

"Well......" The old lady's torch-like gaze suddenly softened a lot. The expression on his face was complicated, but when put together, it combined into a feeling of happiness.

Li Gengxin looked at the old lady's expression, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. Think about the exaggerated charter wife and the second dog brother just now. Li Gengxin was looking at the old lady's reaction. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

In fact, when I just cooked this ejiao soup. The god of food asked himself to give the second dog brother and the charter wife a bite to eat. Li Gengxin knew that this must be the god of food, thinking that he could absorb a strong happiness value, so he suddenly spoke.

But what I didn't expect was that after eating Ejiao soup for those two, something happened to them. The feeling that they came out of the table was simply exaggerated to the extreme.

While praising the two, they rushed to the pot "crazy" with a spoon, as if they wanted to scoop two mouthfuls and taste it.

If it weren't for Li Gengxin's "desperate" protective spoon. It is estimated that the old lady will not even be able to eat the scum today.

"I didn't expect that. I really didn't expect it. It tastes even better than I remember when I was a kid! The old lady's words pulled back Li Gengxin, who was still in reverie in her heart. At the same time, it is undoubtedly the highest praise for Li Gengxin's Ejiao soup.

People always live in memories: things when they were young, good food when they were young. It's not just about color and smell. This feeling always contains too much humanity and family affection.

As time goes by, even if you find the food you ate when you were a child. But when I eat it again, I always feel that something is missing. And the old lady actually said today that the things made by Li Gengxin tasted better than the ones she ate when she was a child. It can be seen that this is not ordinary!

Li Gengxin lowered his head and said with a smile: "Grandma, if you like to eat, eat more." I've also heard that this thing nourishes yin and qi and prolongs life. It's good for your body, so it's just for you. You eat more......"

The old lady held the spoon in her hand, took the soup bowl held by her grandson Yang Sanwu, and said with a smile: "Ejiao is indeed a good thing, but I still have to control my age." "That being said, the old lady is an old man who only eats seventy percent full at each meal, and the staple food is only a small bowl of rice. Today, I couldn't help but eat Ejiao soup cleanly.

"Grandma, is it delicious?" Li Gengxin asked politely.

"Hehe, it's delicious......" the old lady spoke. Li Gengxin was slightly stunned. Originally, I didn't know when, the old lady's pale face turned a faint flush, although it was not very obvious, but it was indeed a little better than the complexion just now.

"Yawn ......"

Li Gengxin saw that the old lady was sleepy. While packing up his things, he said, "Grandma, I'll go back first." I'll have to go to work in a while. I'm not here to accompany you. After speaking, he said a few words of concern to the old lady, and then walked out with a lunch box and spoon.

"Grandma is tired, Sanwu, send you an update brother......" The old lady said very casually. Turn over and close your eyes.

A look of surprise crossed Yang Sanwu's face. I looked at my grandmother's back with wide eyes......

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