If she can do it again, Yunling must protect the old queen mother.

"Mother..."Yun Zhiyi watched his mother's mind wander all the time, and almost bumped into someone's stall, and couldn't help but scream.

Yun Zixian pulled his mother tightly, saying that he would not let her go forward at all.

The exchange and tugging of the two children called the stunned Yunling back.

"I'm sorry, my mother is distracted, don't give birth to my mother." Yun Ling, who came back, was also startled by the stall in front of him, the stall is a stall that makes breakfast, and it would be unimaginable if he bumped into it.

There were also wontons and buns on the breakfast stall, and the two children had never eaten wontons, and their eyes were staring straight.

Yun Ling saw it, gave five cents, and bought a bowl for the two children to eat, originally wanted to buy two bowls, but remembered that they had eaten breakfast, but it was just to try it.

The wontons here are so big that they can't be eaten in one bite, and Yun Ling feels that they are like dumplings.

"Mother, you eat too." Yun Zixian took a spoon and scooped her a big wonton and put it next to Yun Ling, Yun Ling opened her mouth and took the wonton.

The wonton skin is thin and filling, and the inside is filled with pork, which tastes very fresh, and it is full and juicy when you bite into it, and the fragrance bursts out in your mouth.

Yun Ling sighed in admiration and said to the stall owner: "Little brother, your wontons are so delicious." ”

The stall owner selling wontons was a young man, dressed in a blue suit, who looked like a scholar.

Hearing others praise their wontons so sincerely, the man in Tsing Yi scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you for this girl's compliment, but few people rely on me to eat here." ”

Yun Ling was a little strange, why no one came to eat such delicious wontons, the man in Tsing Yi looked at Yun Ling with a puzzled expression, and said self-deprecatingly: "Because they all think I'm crazy." ”

Looking at the man in front of him who spoke normally, and even the self-deprecating look on his face, he was no different from a normal person, why did he say that he had a nervous disorder.

The conversation is normal, there is no special behavior, and the appearance is extremely delicate, and it does not look like a neurotic.

The man in Tsing Yi found that Yun Ling did not make a disgusted expression after he said these words, but had an inquiring look, and felt that this girl was really strange.

"Girl..."

"Call Madame." Yun Ling realized that something was wrong, she was the mother of two children, how could she still be a girl. The man in Tsing Yi immediately changed his words and said: "I was originally a scholar, and I could only rely on the ancestral secret recipe to set up a stall after my family fell into the middle of the road, and the business was very good at first, but because I like to read, I often can't take care of the wonton business, and I was passed on as a neurotic by some peers who are jealous of me, and then except for some people who are not in the town, it is rarely too late." ”

The system that didn't work before suddenly became sensitive, and said: Master, this can make money.

After figuring this out, Yun Ling asked, "Little brother, I can buy your secret recipe." ”

When the man in Tsing Yi heard Yun Ling say this, his face suddenly turned blue, and he refused bluntly: "Don't sell it." ”

This secret recipe was sent out desperately by my mother, and he said, Zhi'er, my Feng family has been able to make a fortune with this wonton craft, and my mother does not hope that you can carry forward the Feng family in the future, my mother only hopes that you will be safe and secure in the future, keep this craft, and marry a good woman to live your life.

Yun Ling also knew that this must be the ancestral secret recipe of the man in Tsing Yi in front of him, and it would definitely not be handed over so easily.

"I'm not asking you to give me this formula, I just want to support you to open a store, the name of the store doesn't matter to yours or mine, anyway, when I pay you, the money I make is six cents." She has to get this secret recipe, but how to get it depends on what the person needs.

The words were here, Yun Ling saw that the two little dumplings had almost eaten, so she continued to walk forward with them.

There is not always only one road.

The system and space in Yun Ling's hand is an encyclopedia, almost everything can be found, and those few secret recipes for wontons, I don't believe that there is no one left in the thousands of years of history of Huaguo.

But she wanted to help this man, and there was always a voice in her heart that wanted to help this man.

It was probably the self-deprecating smile on his face, like Yun Ling had met the concubines in the palace before and framed her, and she just smiled indifferently, those concubines were also stupid, knowing that it was impossible for the grasshopper to shake the tree, and they were still doing it three times and twice.

But the sisters of the harem are really beautiful.

The town is not big, and the two of them ate all the way until noon, Yun Ling waved her hand and went down to the restaurant.

The two little buns have really become little buns now, their bellies are round, and when they hear that their mothers are going to eat again, their little faces are even more wrinkled into a bun.

True. Bun. Zhiyi said: "Mother, Yi'er is not hungry." ”

True. Bun. Zi Xian echoed: "Mother, Xian'er is not hungry anymore." ”

Yun Ling actually ate a lot herself, but she had already ordered the food, and she didn't know if she could return the food in ancient times.

Before the mother finished thinking, there were a lot of dishes on the table, Yun Ling was a little surprised, what era is this Yin Dynasty, is it completely empty?