"Uh-huh!" A cough from the lady of the Zhang family called Wang Dong's three souls and seven spirits back.

Wang Dong was not flustered, and smiled indifferently: "Actually, what about this fritter ......?"

So, Wang Dong explained to Na Mengyao again what a fritter was.

In the end, Wang Dong sighed: "It's a pity that the fritters made yesterday are extremely poor, so I can only come again today, hoping to improve." ”

In the eyes of ordinary people, spending so much money and doing such an illusory thing like Wang Dong is tantamount to throwing money into the sea. However, Wang Dong's eloquent talk made Meng Yao look sideways.

"Okay, I'll sell you a bag of flour."

"But Sanniang ......"

"Uncle Quan, I have my own plans." Meng Yao turned her head to Wang Dong and said, "I hope it is really as you said, this fritter can become a delicacy that ordinary people can afford to eat together with bean curd." ”

"Definitely." Wang Dong smiled slightly, with a confident expression.

It's just that Wang Dong may have ignored that his face, with bruises and purple scars, is actually not as handsome as he imagined when he smiles.

So, with the permission of Sanniang Mengyao, Wang Dong finally bought the last material. Looking at Meng Yao's convoy in the distance, Wang Dong sighed: "I didn't expect that when I came to this world, she would help me again and again." ”

"Hmph, I'm also helping you, why don't you feel so much emotion about me." The little lady of the Zhang family pouted slightly, a little dissatisfied.

Wang Dong smiled dumbly, stretched out his hand, and knocked on the little lady's forehead: "Okay, it's time to start work." This behavior is very intimate, the little lady of the Zhang family, instantly full of clouds.

"You hate you."

……

With the support and help of so many people, the next Wang Dong can be described as full of energy, this is the first time he has become so serious in addition to fighting a lawsuit.

After almost two days of sleeplessness, Wang Dong finally gained something, and the fried dough sticks made were still quite different from the appearance of modern fritters, and the sales were a little different, but the taste was already close to the best points.

Such success made Wang Dong really excited.

The little lady of the Zhang family, these two days are also tired and inhuman, she has no care to help, come early in the morning, return at night, ordinary men, I am afraid that they will not be able to hold on, let alone a woman.

When the first fried dough sticks of success came out of the pot, Wang Dong shouted excitedly: "Success!" It worked! I finally made it! But when he turned around, he found that the little lady was already asleep on the side.

Seeing this, Wang Dong couldn't bear to disturb, stepped forward, slowly picked up the little lady, and wanted to report her to the room and sleep comfortably.

Unexpectedly, he just picked up the little lady, and the little lady's eyelashes shook slowly, and she woke up.

"Awake?" Wang Dong smiled and asked gently.

The little lady didn't seem to be fully awake at first, but when she realized that she was in the arms of a man, the whole person instantly became ashamed.

"You...... You...... What do you want? The small breasts rose and fell rapidly, the face was flushed, and the big eyes were full of nervousness.

Rapid breathing, exhalation like an orchid, ambiguous posture, even the air is a little ambiguous.

"I'm sorry." Wang Dong hurriedly put the little lady down.

The little lady didn't know why, as soon as her feet hit the ground, she was soft.

"Be careful." Wang Dong hugged her and said, "I saw that you were tired and fell asleep just now, so I want to send you to the room to rest." ”

"I ...... I'm fine. The little lady obviously had some changes, deliberately widening the distance from Wang Dong to avoid any more physical contact with him.

Wang Dong said: "By the way, just now, the fried fritters I fried were successful!" With that, Wang Dong turned around, picked up a fritter with chopsticks, and returned to the little lady, "You come and taste it." "A look of anticipation.

He feeds her?

After the little lady hesitated, her lips opened lightly and she gently bit on the fritters.

"How?" At this moment, Wang Dong didn't think about it so much.

The little lady chewed gently, then lowered her head and whispered, "It's very sweet." ”

"Haha, I just said, I'll make it." Wang Dong laughed excitedly, and that feeling was more refreshing than if he had won a tricky lawsuit.

"Then tomorrow, the two of us will work together to show this golden partner to the world, how about it?" Wang Dong asked excitedly, saying that he was happy, and unconsciously held the little lady's shoulders with both hands, not noticing at all that the little lady's expression was a little strange compared to usual.

"Good...... All right. ”

"Hello? What are you two doing in the kitchen? It smells so good. An old man's voice came, and Jiugong unexpectedly appeared at the door of the kitchen.

The appearance of Jiugong seemed to make the little lady turn into a mouse who saw a cat, and she panicked all of a sudden: "It's not early, I'm ...... It's time for me to go back, too. ”

"I'll send you."

"No need." The little lady hurried out of the kitchen.

Wang Dong chased him out and shouted at the back of the little lady who was moving away quickly: "Hey, be careful." And, don't forget, our golden partner tomorrow morning! ”

Little lady, but there was no response. Wang Dong pursed his lips, not knowing why this little lady was in such a hurry.

"Hey, what is this?"

"This is a fritter, Jiugong, you hurry up and try it."

"Haha, then you're welcome...... Well, it's oily but not greasy, crispy on the outside and loose on the inside, sweet and delicious, delicious, it's just delicious...... What is the origin of this? ”

"Churros."

So, under the entanglement of Jiugong, Wang Dong introduced "what is a fritter" again, and then Jiugong immediately said that tomorrow morning, he would go to the morning market with him to taste how delicious Wang Dong's "golden partner" is.

……

Unexpectedly, Jiugong, who hadn't gotten up early for several years, got up early today.

In the dark, Wang Dong yawned, and while loading the materials into the truck, he instructed Jiugong to dismantle the pot. Because he found that he didn't have a mobile pot table like a modern one, and other tools had been customized by Wang Dong, but he forgot about the pot table. So I had to tear down the kitchen and go to the morning market to build a temporary one.

However, fortunately, Jiugong helped, otherwise he would really be helpless, especially the mason work like building a "pot table", he really has no experience.

Pushing the cart and carrying things, the two finally came to the morning market, but along the way, pedestrians pointed at them, obviously curious, what were they doing?

"Lady Zhang, we are here." Wang Dong greeted the little lady excitedly when he saw it, but the little lady didn't seem to be in good spirits, "What?" Didn't you get a break last night? ”

"Oh, no...... It's okay. ”

"Alright, let's get to work."

An hour later, the sky was dark, and when the smell suddenly appeared in the air, everyone scrambled to find the source of the aroma.

"Wow, what's that? Like, it looks like it's coming from over there. ”

"Let's go, go over and have a look."

At the morning market, it was more lively than usual, and when they saw that the noodles had turned golden brown in the oil pot, they were amazed and began to talk about what it was.

"Everyone, today's little brother, I would like to introduce you to a new breakfast, that's right, this thing you see now, it's called fritters! Wow, let's smell it, isn't it very fragrant? ”

"Yes, it smells good. It's very fragrant. ”

"Some people will wonder if this fritter is delicious. The kid assures you that after you eat it, you will definitely have a fragrant mouth, and after eating, you want to eat it again. Moreover, the stall opened on the first day, so the price is favorable, two fritters, only five cents, buy four fritters, and get a bowl of bean curd. Bean curd with fritters, that kind of deliciousness, everyone can experience it for themselves. ”

"Really buy four fritters and give bean curd?"

"Of course!"

"Then bring me four."

"I'll try four too."

"I want it too, I want it too."

"Okay, everyone take your time, don't rob."

As a result, the stall where the lady sold bean curd before was unprecedentedly popular, and the fritters + bean curd launched by Wang Dong were soon spread in the morning market, and people rushed to buy them.