Originally, Jing Yuanshan treated her sister.

But Mr. Guo came, and a man was not suitable, so he got together another table.

As soon as the door closed, the store was set on both sides, and it was fine.

Although this sells rice noodles, the pot can do anything.

Jing Yuanshan also bought a steam oven, and she wanted to get something convenient to eat. It's also convenient now.

Red wine beef, tofu roast chicken, steamed hairtail, vegetarian eggplant, beans, and potatoes also show a different kind of enchanting.

Mr. Guo, a group of adults, come to a few bottles of beer, taste Jing Yuanshan's craftsmanship, and fry it.

Mr. Guo is the most familiar: "It's no wonder that Yuan Shan rents a shop first and then decides what to do." ”

Another: "I didn't expect Yuan Shan's craftsmanship to be so good." ”

Mr. Guo said: "If Yuan Shan doesn't come to eat, what else will she do?" ”

Shanshan Ying: "Eldest sister, stir-fry a few more dishes." ”

A group of adults don't talk about it, enjoy it, and talk casually.

An uncle said: "When Yuan Shan is not busy, you can come to the whole table." ”

In this place, there are two tables at most. The place is very good, but it's a pity that she cooks.

Wushan, Qi'er, Beibei, and Jiu'er all ate beautifully. It's bigger than home, and you can squeeze all of them into a table.

However, Ershan gave the eldest sister a hand, Shanshan greeted the guests, and Sishang had to bring the thirteenth sister.

Thirteen fell asleep, Sishang carried her to the bedroom, and Jiu'er went to accompany her when she was full.

Jing Yuanshan's hands and feet are fast, fresh shrimp broccoli, cucumber fungus, celery lily, a pot of winter melon pork rib soup, and a pot of fish head lotus root soup.

Mr. Guo eats beautifully: "What else are you doing?" ”

Jing Yuanshanying: "Make a few snacks, you can bring some." ”

For example, the national daughter-in-law's pumpkin cake, the national son-in-law's yam cake, bitter gourd egg cake, and potstickers.

Guo Jiamin had to say: "You eat it and then make it." ”

Jing Yuanshan prepared the preparations and came out to eat.

From time to time, the little belly is round, as if there is a baby, maybe twins.

Jing Yuanshan considered whether to make hawthorn cake and looked at Youqiong: "Go and sleep with Thirteen." ”

Shi Feng took Youqiong's little hand and went to sleep with her little sister.

Jing Lulu was still squatting at the door, it was dark, although there were street lights, the menstrual period, everyone knew that it was uncomfortable.

But thinking about the eldest sister's house, what about the people who care about her?

That is, the lip service is all fake.

But the Jing family's house can't be deceived, so they don't care about Jing Lulu, it's too shameless.

Jing Ershan is a little worried about human traffickers, but Jing Lulu is too much, and she can't see the family?

Jing Lulu was crying outside.

Qi'er was scared.

If you are eleven or twelve years old, you will be thrown out.

I was thrown away once when I was young, and I was innocent at that time. But at the age of eleven or twelve, there is an innocent.

A group of adults left after eating and didn't care about Jing Lulu. As for the Kengjing house, caring about her is not backache when she stands and talks. Bring it back to care? Who would dare to be such a person?

After all, Jing Yuanshan is still young, she has raised more than a dozen, and Jing Lulu is not that important.

Sishang came out with Thirteen in his arms, and carried Youqiong without a shirt.

When the time is full, it is still in good spirits, and goes home to sleep hand in hand.

Only Jing Yuanshan, Er Shan, and Shanshan were here at night.

Jing Lulu cried: "Eldest sister." ”

Jing Yuanshan was emotionless: "If you want my house now, you will want my life in the future?" ”

Jing Lulu just cried.

Jing Yuanshan closed the door and was still busy.

The soup in the pot, and then the rice.

Shanshan said to him, "How much do you want tomorrow?" ”

Jing Yuanshan said: "Soak fifty catties first, and then soak fifty catties tomorrow morning, and you can eat until the afternoon." ”

Er Shan's attention shifted: "Some people say that our fans are good and they still want to buy them." ”

Jing Yuanshan nodded, it's okay to sell rice noodles in the future, there are many things you can do, and you can do one well.

Shanshan waited for the eldest sister to be together: "I'm very tired tomorrow, let's go to bed early today." After all, I can't bear it, "Don't you care about Lulu?" ”

Jing Yuanshan said: "We grew up together, and we feel affectionate. In the summer, even if you go to the subway station, you can stay for a night. If she knows that you are kind, she will gain an inch. ”

Ershan believed to the eldest sister: "It's so close to the subway station, there are many kind-hearted people, if we can't live without us, then she should have a long memory." It's for her good. ”

Shanshan is a bit vicissitudes. I slept in a bed with my eldest sister at night.

It's cool if you don't turn on the air conditioner, and you have a thin quilt on your body.

Ershan was on the top bunk, and I thought about it, but when I opened my eyes, it was morning.

Jing Yuanshan got up and was busy in the kitchen.

Er Shan cleaned up the bedroom, and Shanshan picked up the food at the door.

I asked for a lot of dishes today, although I still sell rice noodles, and some dishes are put in the refrigerator.

Ershan washes vegetables silently, and her knife skills are not as good as the eldest sister.

Jing Yuanshan held the knife, starting from cutting the meat, almost without stopping.

Shanshan looked at the rice noodle machine, and Sishang and Wushan came over.

Jing Yuanshan scooped up a handful of rice noodles and made soup noodles for her sisters.

Several people drank the fresh soup, and their eyes lit up!

Jing Yuanshan finished eating, she didn't care about washing the dishes, and began to knead the bread buns.

The five sisters are particularly united.

Guo Jiamin came over, and he still thought about Jing Lulu in his heart, but looking at these five, it was like a poem.

Shanshan called: "Sister, Mr. Guo gave us a flower basket." ”

Guo Jiamin was happy: "Yesterday, my family loved to eat pumpkin pie. ”

Jing Yuanshan was wearing a hat and a mask, only a pair of eyes remained, and her hands didn't stop: "When does Mr. Guo want to eat, send an address, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, and the express delivery in the same city is also convenient." ”

Guo Jiamin thought about it: "Not bad. ”

He cleaned up the formality today, not here to talk to the little girl, at the door.

After a while, someone came for breakfast.

Zhou Xun also sent a flower basket over.

This is sincerity, this sells breakfast, what does it matter if it is delivered at noon?

Mr. Guo, a group of acquaintances, sent two more flower baskets, which looked good.

A few people watched at the door, selling breakfast and crowding, and came back later.

The sun shines on the front of the store, and when there are the most people, it looks a bit like a troublemaker.

Shanshan can't stand it alone, and he is taller without shirts, outside. Fortunately, the eldest sister is smart, and this scanning code is too convenient.

It's Sunday today, but everyone is still here, such as what to do when you go out, not to mention the summer, it's hot when it's late.

In winter, it may come out late, and some nests do not come out at home.

Jing Yuanshan is in charge of three stoves by herself, she is really a small sister, and she still has to keep an eye on the buns.

From seven o'clock to nine o'clock, it basically didn't stop.

Mike brought a few friends with him, and he often called them on weekends.

The beautiful woman said coldly to Shanshan: "The soup is different today. ”

Shanshan's thick eyebrows and big eyes smiled sweetly: "My eldest sister specially hung the soup." ”

The little brother looked at the little beauty: "You are rice noodles and Shih Tzu." ”

Shanshan courtesy: "Awards." ”

It is the eldest sister who makes rice noodles, and the eldest sister can't be named rice noodles Shih Tzu.

After half past nine, the store was still crowded, appreciating words.

The uncle said to Shanshan: "My name is 'take you to Yan City', if there is any good soup, bring me a share." ”

Jing Yuanshan was bringing it over: "Try the beef soup powder." ”

Uncle scanned the code and looked at the powder: "This soup is clean, the aroma is fresh and elegant, and it is worthy of being from your hands." ”

I don't know the one on the side.

The uncle gestured with the soup powder: "The words are all written by her, and if you can write this kind of words, you naturally have to make a different soup powder." ”