At that time, it was nearly seven or eight days since the seats were opened, and the chicken killing hall had been renovated and could not see its original face, and the smell of formaldehyde was almost gone.

That's when my dad came over.

At that time, I was counting the net profit of the store a few days ago, and my dad pushed the door and walked in, with a gloomy face, and asked me menacingly, "Shen Jiang, are you in early love?" ”

It was a loud voice, as if it was afraid that the other guests would not hear it.

I looked at him a little speechlessly, "Where did Dad hear the rumors?" ”

"Rumors?" My dad frowned, "You tell me first, if it's true." ”

I was a little helpless, "I said it was a rumor, can it still be true?" ”

My dad seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "You are not allowed to fall in love with anyone, you are still young and still in school." ”

I looked at him with some amusement, "Didn't you and Aunt Zhang tell me a few days ago that you wanted to introduce me to someone?" It's going to become no early love, what? Dad is afraid that if I'm in love, he won't be able to introduce me to that person? ”

My dad's face turned red and glared at me, "What nonsense, I'm worried about you, you're still young, don't be deceived by those hairy boys." The eldest girl's family, if she takes advantage of others, what should she do if she can't marry in the future. ”

I don't like to hear this, "Is that the kind of person I am in your heart?" Dad, do you look down on me too much, or do you mean that I am so unbearable in your heart? ”

My dad choked on me and didn't speak for a long time.

I felt very bored, and I didn't want to pay attention to him, so I lowered my head and continued to be busy.

After a while, my dad suddenly walked up to me, lowered his head and said, "Shen Jiang, what are you going to do in the shop opposite you?" Is it to open a branch? ”

I glanced at the "Seven Alleys" signboard diagonally opposite, and said lightly, "No, it's just a place to rest." ”

"What, rent a storefront for people to rest?" My dad was taken aback, "You're too extravagant, the rent is starting to rise now, you're too wasteful, what are you doing with this money, you have to waste it so much." ”

"Who said I was wasting it." I was a little speechless, and I didn't want to tell him these things again, "Dad, you don't understand, don't ask about these things." ”

"But......" My dad wanted to continue asking, but seeing that I was so impatient, he finally shut up, "That, Xiao Jiang, I'm a little hungry, you can get me something to eat." ”

I lifted my eyelids and glanced at him.

Although I don't like him very much, but in the end, there is a continuous blood relationship, and I won't be stingy enough to give him something when he comes to eat.

I asked him to find a table and chair to sit on, and after my mother made a hamburger and chicken steak, I asked Xiaofang to bring it over.

My dad was sitting very close to the counter, so I could clearly see that he picked up the burger and watched for a while before taking a careful bite.

This must have been the first time he'd eaten anything like this.

I sighed, and suddenly I didn't have the heart to settle the accounts, so I closed the account book and helped my mother blow things up.

At this moment, my dad suddenly called out to me, "Xiao Jiang, what are you made of meat here, it tastes pretty good." ”

I glanced at him and whispered, "It's made of pork." ”

"Pork? I don't look like it. "My dad lifted the bread on top of the burger and stared at the pork ribs inside.

"The pork is chopped into a puree, and the cake is re-fried with trimmings, of course it doesn't look like it." I saw that he was really curious, so I kindly answered him.

"Ah, what excipients are there?" My dad followed up and asked.

I wanted to answer him, but because of the large number of people around, I couldn't reveal the prescription casually, so I smiled at him, planning to tell him later.

Unexpectedly, my dad rushed to the counter in a hurry and asked me very anxiously, "You tell me, Shen Jiang, you tell me." ”

I was taken aback and looked up into my dad's eyes, but my dad didn't dare to look at me, but lowered his head.

My gut tells me that something is wrong here.

I lost the kindness I had to my dad before, and my expression became wary, "Why do you ask so much, you can just eat it." ”

My dad looked even more anxious, "You tell me, you were going to say it just now, you tell me quickly." ”

"Dad......" I frowned in displeasure, "these are store secrets, and I can't tell you." ”

"I'm your dad, you can't even tell me?" My dad looked at me with an annoyed look on his face.

"Neither can we." I nodded firmly.

My dad was so angry that he threw the unfinished burger on the counter and turned around to leave.

It's just that after only two or three steps, he suddenly stopped walking.

"Shen Jiang." My dad walked up to me again, grim face, "You don't tell me how to make this burger, you have to tell me what's in that chicken cutlet." ”

After speaking, I was afraid that I would think too much, so I added, "Your grandmother wants to eat the chicken steak that has just come out of the pot, but she doesn't want to come over, I want to ask you how to do it, go back and ask your Aunt Zhang to make it for her." ”

Why don't you say that......

Who can be deceived by such a simple lie?

I had actually guessed what my dad was here for, and I was very disgusted and even a little disgusted with him.

I almost wanted to kick him out of Alley Seven right away.

It was only when my eyes touched Lu Weilin, who had been probing her brain to look here in the shop next door, and Widow Zhang's mother and daughter, that I changed my mind again, "Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you, it is made with pepper, cooking wine, onions, apples, pears, and honey, mixed together, beaten into a paste, put in a plastic bag and marinated for an hour, when fried, it is coated with a layer of starch, a layer of egg liquid, and finally a layer of breadcrumbs, and it is fried." Okay, I've told you all, are you satisfied? ”

My dad had joy on his face, "Okay, okay...... I know. It's the pork patty......"

"Put the onion and tofu, add some pepper to taste, and that's it." I said indifferently, "Now that I've told you everything, are you satisfied?" ”

My dad looked at me and felt a little guilty, "Xiao Jiang, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been angry with you just now, I just ...... Just a little ...... I'm just curious. ”

I sneered and looked at him, "Forget it, Dad, don't talk about these things that are not there, I have already told you everything you want to know, you can give me milk and eat it now." ”

My dad looked at me in a daze, and after a moment, he nodded, turned around and rushed out of Lane 7.

I stretched my head forward, and through the transparent glass door of Lane 7, I could barely see my father saying something to Widow Zhang with a happy face, and Widow Zhang was also smiling, and Lu Weilin listened while occasionally interjecting a few words.

I sneered, lowered my head, and said nothing.

My mom fished out all the chicken steaks in the oil and turned her head to look at me, "What did your dad tell you just now, are you angry like that?" ”

"My dad came and asked us how to make chicken cutlets and burgers." I said lightly as I twisted the notes in the drawer.

My mother didn't think she could react to what was going on at first, but after she reacted, she became nervous, "Xiaojiang, you won't tell your father, will you?" ”

"Well, I told you." I nodded.

My mother looked at me helplessly, "How can you tell them, we make snacks, the recipe is fundamental, if everyone can make that kind of taste, who will come to eat our house." ”

Look, even my mom understands such a thing, how did my dad come and ask me how the chicken steak is pickled?

I always felt like my dad was looking at me like a fool.

Or does he think that because he's my biological father, I won't lie to her?

Thinking of this, I smiled maliciously.

"You're still laughing, your dad knows our recipe, look at it, he will definitely sell it, he is short of money to spend now." My mom said sadly.

She has lived with my dad for nearly 20 years and still knows my dad very well.

I sighed and hugged my mom, "Mom, don't be afraid, the recipe I gave him is actually a little different from ours." ”

My mom was taken aback, "You...... Given the wrong recipe? ”

"It's almost, it's not a mistake, you can eat it, it's just a little bit different from ours. However, it was almost the same at first. I laughed.

"Then why are you?" My mother looked puzzled, "Since you want to give, give a wrong one, or don't give it, what do you do if you give it, in case they make it really delicious, then you don't shoot yourself in the foot." ”

I explained to my mom with a smile.

If I just gave the wrong recipe, my dad would definitely try it, and if it was too unpalatable, they immediately understood that they wouldn't use it again.

I can't say that I will continue to talk to me and lie to my methods, which is so troublesome.

In that case, I might as well give them a similar formula, but leave some crucial details untold to them.

In this way, when the chicken steak is made, when you first eat it, you can't eat the difference, and you can only feel the difference when you eat a few more bites.

In this way, you can see the real good show.

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