The lard is stir-fried on a high heat to make the thin shell extremely tender.

When the old man picked it up with chopsticks, the sauce was dripping on it, and the aroma was bubbling out along with the heat.

He was a little excited, and the thin shell had just been picked up, and before he could leave the plate, he accidentally fell back again.

It's the old woman, although she is slow, but the chopsticks are firmly clamped and put in front of her mouth.

This thin shell shell thin meat ball, a little inhalation, the sauce accompanied by the tender meat poured into the mouth, for a moment tender and fat people were caught off guard, the old woman couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Seeing this, the old man, who was still struggling with the thin shell, got started directly, and when he took a bite of meat, he couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

After the meat was eaten, the old man said "good" three times in a row, and said to the rest of his life: "That's right, that's the taste!"

The old woman did not speak, her eyes were hazy, and she wept with joy.

She put down her chopsticks very fast, and the old man couldn't keep up with her with his hands, so he could only hurriedly say: "You slow down, you slow down, don't choke." ”

The old woman didn't care at all, this thin shell was small, the meat was even smaller, and it was not enjoyable at all to take a bite, and it was strange to be choked.

The old man was helpless, and said to Yu Sheng: "Look at it, look at it, it's the same as when I was a child, I robbed me after gobbling it up, and I still had words after robbing it, saying that this is my family, what's wrong with robbing you." ”

The old man said loudly to the old woman, "Now I don't eat from your family, you still eat from my family." ”

After all, the old man smiled like a chrysanthemum, and the old woman also smiled like a flower.

A beam of slanting sun fell on the table from the southwest through the paper window, leaving a wisp of red that was refracted on their faces, stretching the wrinkles.

In a trance, they went back to a long, long time ago, sitting on the small street where the sunset was obliquely shining, with thatch growing on the eaves next to them, and under the eaves, the heat was steaming with the aroma, warming that time together.

She stood next to her mother and watched her busy, piling up the fried husks into a small hill.

Lang came on a bamboo horse, looking greedy, and they sat opposite each other, each with a small bowl.

At that time, she was also like this, so skillful, and at that time, he was also like this, peeling off one by one.

Under the slanting sun, a pair of old people and a pair of children, time staggered, sitting opposite each other, silent.

Suddenly in the memory and in front of the eyes, it seems that nothing has changed, as if everything has changed.

After a moment of silence, the old man suddenly stopped, and pushed the bowl towards the old woman, and in the bowl there was a lot of thin-shelled meat that had been peeled.

"You always say that you can't eat thin-shelled meat one by one, but you can only enjoy it after eating dozens or hundreds of pieces. The old man pushed the bowl again, "Now I'll let you eat enough." ”

The old woman took the bowl.

The old man continued: "Nannan, I'm sorry, I used to be obsessed with swordsmanship, I just wanted to go to the end of the world with a sword, to see the prosperity of the world, but I ignored you; ”

The old woman pushed her bowl to the old man, and there was also a lot of thin-shelled meat in it.

"I told you earlier, thin-shell meat has to be eaten in a big gulp to enjoy it. ”

The old woman said, looking down at the meat in the bowl, "You had the opportunity to become a sword immortal, but you gave up." ”

She looked up at him with a smile, "I know everything. ”

The rest of his life was already standing at the counter and counting his faith.

Seeing their deep affection, Yu Sheng was a little moved, and asked the system: "I was also moved, do you want to give another hundred faith points?"

When the task was completed, the system told Yu Sheng that because he moved the couple at the same time, the daily task reward was doubled, and a total of 200 faith points were given to Yu Sheng.

Now that the rest of my life has been moved, I have to give some of it, right?

"Send you two words, get out of your uncle!" the system said unceremoniously to the rest of his life.

The rest of his life was in a good mood, and he didn't have the same knowledge as him, but just corrected him: "Get out of your uncle, it's four words, your system, you don't know how to count." ”

The system said coldly: "Your uncle is an egg!"

"Uh", I didn't speak for the rest of my life.

The old monk and the couple had finished their meal and were full of praise for the craftsmanship of the rest of their lives, and they decided to stay at the inn for a while.

The old monk is here to sell medicine, and as for the couple who are at home from all over the world, they stay for a while just to enjoy the fried thin shells.

Yu Sheng called Ye Zigao and Fu Yan back from the street, "Quick, take the guests to the room." ”

"Okay", the two of them beckoned the guests upstairs, and Yu Sheng asked casually, "Have you taken the medicine?"

"Of course not, we're such reckless people? Ye Zigao said a sentence and led people upstairs.

Yu Sheng cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks below, wiped the table, and tidied up the table again.

During this period, Aunt Wang led the maid to visit, afraid that she would not be able to take care of the little aunt for the rest of her life, and then led people to the attic.

The rest of his life continued to be busy, and he put the mung beans brought by the Rimasa family and the fisherman's family into the backyard vat, and then fetched water from the well to soak them.

At the same time, he decided that Ming'er had to find a way to call Mao Mao back to grind, otherwise the donkey would be raised in vain.

Just thinking, "give birth to brother, give birth to brother", Baozi led a group of hairy children to call in the lobby.

"What about the backyard. Yu Sheng said yes loudly.

Soon, a group of hairy children such as Baozi and Little Grandson ran to the backyard of Yu Sheng, smiling flatteringly at Yu Sheng.

"Tell you, it's impossible to let you in the middle of the wilderness. Yu Sheng said.

What kind of place is it in the middle of the wilderness, cannibalism, if you lose it, you can't explain it for the rest of your life.

But in the past two days, these hairy children have stopped making trouble in front of the back kitchen, so is it a whim again?

"If we don't go to the Middle Wilderness, then you can promise us one thing. Baozi said.

"Say", and the rest of his life carried another bucket of water and poured it into the jar.

"You give us the leftovers and leftovers from the inn. Baozi said with a smile, revealing his missing front tooth.

This front tooth was knocked down when he ran.

His father has always felt that it is not very beautiful, and after Yu Sheng came back, he wanted Yu Sheng to use the mirror to help the bun come back.

However, after listening to Yu Sheng's saying that he had to kill to recover, Baozi and his father looked at Baozi for a long time, but he was still reluctant to start.

Those days were also the most obedient days for buns.

"What do you want leftovers for?" Yu Sheng stopped to fetch water and looked at them, "Isn't this robbing the pig god of food?" ”

The pig god has been getting better recently, and he has to go to the Great Compassion Mountain Inn to eat a bucket every day, and even many pig demons in the Great Compassion Mountain also like it.

Of course, Yu Sheng is happy about this, and now the leftovers from the inn can also be sold for money.

I tasted it later, and I thought it tasted really good.

Of course it's good, these dishes are leftovers of the day, and they don't swish, they are delicious, and when mixed together, they are similar to a big pot of dishes

The pig god is also a sanctimonious goods, and he said that he would not eat pork, and now he eats more fragrant than anything else.

He also said that it was a tradition in their family.

Yu Sheng looked at the buns suspiciously, "You don't want to sell the leftovers, do you?!"

"That's too lacking in virtue to give. The rest of his life asked himself and answered himself, and vetoed their request for buns.

Completely forgot who was selling leftovers.