Yao Huang took out the ointment from the space and applied it to the wound, and immediately saw that all the bruises on his face and body disappeared, except for some tattered and dirty clothes, there were no traces of fighting.

"Damn, is the eye of the great god of passage confused? Actually let me make a girl cross into a man? It's still," Yao Huang complained as he walked back to his home in his memory, receiving the memories of the original owner by the way. Then, Yao Huang went violent.

Nima! She actually crossed into the world of blue life and death love, and she was the gangster among the gangsters, Choi Jong-cheol, who only caused trouble with her biological sister and non-biological sister. (#‵′) Damn, it's too cruel, right? People in this world are either dead or have problems with their heads. Who has ever seen cold violence against his own daughter but obsessed with his non-biological daughter? It is really useless for a professor to be the head of a family, especially in a country like South Korea, where machismo is supreme, to be held by his wife. And brother and sister are in love, even if they are not related by blood, then it is incest, right?

Yao Huang's face darkened, and he felt a headache when he thought of his sister in blood and his sister in name, neither of them was a worry-free master. However, in comparison, Yao Huang appreciates the strong core love more, and really has no love for the heroine of the White Lotus.

In the dilapidated shop, Shun Ren was busy walking around, and when he saw his eight-year-old son walking into the house, he couldn't control his temper and scolded: "Where did the stinky boy go crazy again?" Why don't you hurry up and wash the dishes for the old lady to the back! ”

Shun Ren is only in his early thirties now, but because of the pressure of life, he looks even older and haggard than a woman in her forties. A trace of sympathy rose in Yao Huang's heart, and he didn't care about the submissive tone, turned around and went into the kitchen. Shun Ren looked at Yao Huang's back in surprise. Why is the stinky boy so obedient?

The kitchen is small but clean. Shun Ren is a neat man. In her words, if the kitchen is not clean, how can the food be prepared for customers to eat?

Yao Huang struggled to push the basin with the dirty bowl out the back door, and brought a bucket of water, which alone made her pant and vivid. Yao Huang clenched his small fists and decided to start learning the internal skills in the space from tomorrow, not to mention strengthening his body, but also to increase his strength.

"Brother. I'll help you wash the dishes. "Five-year-old Xiaoxin loves to be thin and small, looking malnourished, and her body is about the same as a three- or four-year-old child. The child has been helping the family since he was able to walk. Yao Huang was distressed for a while.

"Xin Ai, have you had lunch?"

Xiao Xinai shook her head: "Mom is too busy and doesn't have time to cook." ”

No wonder this kid is so thin, he always doesn't eat on time and gets stomach problems.

"Xinai, you wash the night first, and my brother will make lunch for you."

Xiao Xinai opened her little mouth in surprise, when will my brother cook?

There are a lot of ingredients in the kitchen, but they are all very cheap. You won't have fancy foods like pork belly and beef. Yao Huang looked around and took a piece of carrot and corn. I made a dish of Yangzhou fried rice. The rich aroma reached the lobby, and several guests shrugged their noses, and the secretions in their mouths increased.

"Shun Ren, what do you think about what's in the kitchen, give me a copy!" A familiar customer.

"I want it too." Other guests chimed in.

Shun Ren was extremely surprised, there were only two cubs in the kitchen, it couldn't be that they did it, right? Zhong Zhe's kid was just reaching the height of the stove. Walking into the kitchen with surprise, Shun Ren saw his son loading a plate with a spatula, and walked over in three steps and two steps.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing?"

"Mom, my sister hasn't eaten yet, so I made her a fried rice. I also made your portion, and I'll eat it when you're done. "Yao Huang will have two plates, one large and one small, broken in front of Shun Ren.

Shun Ren only felt that his eyes were sour, and he hugged Yao Huang into his arms: "Stinky boy, you have grown up sensible." ”

Yao Huang hurriedly raised the two plates high: "Mom, the rice is about to be spilled." ”

Shun Ren smiled with tears in his eyes, let go of Yao Huang, and took the big plate: "Mom, I'm not hungry yet, let's give this plate to the guests first." You give the small plate of rice to your sister and come back and teach your mother how to make this fried rice. ”

"Good!"

Xin Ai felt that the fried rice made by her brother was the best thing she had ever eaten, and showed a happy and satisfied smile at Yao Huang, and fell in love with Yao Huang, a guy who was a strange aunt with core attributes. Rubbing Xinai's little head and telling her to chew slowly, Yao Huang walked into the kitchen to teach Shunren to make Yangzhou fried rice. The guests who ate the first plate of Yangzhou fried rice were full of praise, and the other guests looked forward to the fried rice even more.

“…… Add the rice...... It's time to get off the pot. ”

Yao Huang's words fell, and a plate of fragrant and beautiful Yangzhou fried rice came out of the pot. Shun Ren is more active than Yao Huang's body now, and he has many years of cooking experience, and the Yangzhou fried rice made has a richer fragrance and better taste, and the guests who have eaten have praised it, and they have ordered one after another, and it has attracted many passing guests to come in and eat one. For a while, the snack bar was overcrowded, and Shun Ren was so busy that his heels did not touch the ground, and Yangzhou fried rice became the signature of the snack bar.

It wasn't until after dinner that Shun Ren finally had time to eat delicious Yangzhou fried rice - not fried by her, but by Yao Huang's filial piety.

"Delicious! My son is amazing enough to make such a delicious thing. Shun Ren said proudly, "Zhong Zhe, does this fried rice have a name?" ”

"Yes, it's called Yangzhou fried rice."

"Yangzhou? Is that the name of the country? ”

"Yes, Yangzhou fried rice is originally a delicacy of China."

"How do you know Chinese food?" This is exactly what Shun Ren couldn't figure out, his son couldn't even cook porridge before, why did he suddenly cook food from other countries? Can't figure it out.

"Some time ago, I picked up a book about Chinese cuisine, flipped through it, and wrote down the recipes of a few foods." Yao Huang had already made up the reason.

"Where's the recipe?" Shun Ren hurriedly asked.

"I don't think it's interesting, I lost it." Yao Huang spread his hands.

"You, you loser!" Shun Ren really wants to give his son a moment.

"Mom, don't worry! Although the recipe is lost, I still remember some of the recipes. ”

"Then you quickly recite it to me!"

The next day, Shunren's snack bar launched two more delicious foods, both of which are porridge products, the same is dried pork ribs porridge, and the other is green vegetables and lean pork porridge, which is most suitable for breakfast. On the third day, two more dishes were launched, one was vegetarian and three fresh, and one was sweet and sour fish; The fourth day was pastry, a mung bean cake, a silver silk roll; Day 5......

The business of the small shop is getting better and better, and in addition to paying off the debt every month, the remaining money is enough to improve the lives of the mother and son. (To be continued......)