Friendly reminder: If you are eating, please do not read this chapter, otherwise you will not be responsible......

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"Hungry?" Xie Yinan asked with a smile.

"Hmm." Song Yulan nodded. I'm embarrassed.

Rao is her usual temperament is very aggressive, but this public public of a girl's stomach like a drum screams, in the end makes her quite embarrassed.

"Let's eat a bowl of wontons, your second brother didn't eat much when he got up in the morning, and he was estimated to be hungry, and the hour was not early, after eating the wontons, go home again, just go back without delaying the stuffing and making dumplings." Xie Yinan proposed.

"Okay." As soon as she heard that she had eaten, Song Yulan naturally nodded excitedly, and walked three steps and two steps to the wonton stall, and shouted at the old man who sold wontons: "Uncle, I want three bowls of wontons, one bowl with more vinegar." ”

On the other hand, he patted the bench he was sitting on and said to Xie Yinan: "Second sister-in-law, come over quickly, there is still a place." ”

"Okay." Xie Yinan answered, and looked up to see if Song Leshan was done.

Song Leshan was loading things into the bamboo basket there, and he was waiting for the shopkeeper to count the money, so he asked Xie Yinan to go first, and he arrived later.

"Come over here, then." Xie Yinan said with a smile, and then came to Song Yulan first.

The wontons are sold by the old couple, the wife is making the wontons there, and the husband is playing with the charcoal fire on the stove to make the fire more vigorous.

The fire boiled, and the wontons were wrapped into ingots, and soon the wontons swam on the water like white ducks, scooped out the big spoon and put it in a bowl, put minced chives, minced coriander, and fried fragrant small river shrimp, this fragrant and fragrant wonton was served in front of Xie Yinan and others.

Take a spoon and scoop a wonton into the mouth, bite through the thin skin on the outside, the fragrant and delicious soup inside will flow out, the delicious taste prompts people to swallow the wonton in one bite, and then carefully taste the fragrant taste of the wonton, is that I feel delicious, but I can't help but eat the next one quickly.

"It's delicious." Song Yulan praised repeatedly: "The skin is thin and the filling is big, and the soup is very fresh." ”

After sighing, she scooped another one and put it in her mouth, because the freshly cooked wontons were a little hot, so she only gasped several times before swallowing the wontons.

It is enough to see that this wonton is really delicious.

"Eat slowly." Seeing Song Yulan gobbling up, Xie Yinan smiled: "If one bowl is not enough, another bowl is enough." ”

As he spoke, Xie Yinan also put the cold wontons in the spoon into his mouth.

Indeed, the wonton taste is good, salty and suitable, and full of ingredients, when the stuffing is made, a lot of water is added to it, so the meat filling will not become too hard and too woody because of the filling is vigorous, but it is tender and juicy, and the broth is overflowing.

"It's delicious." Xie Yinan also praised it.

Seeing that the wontons he admired were also affirmed by Xie Yinan,

"You asked for three bowls of wontons for three people to eat, I think it's only the two of you, isn't that person not here yet, do you want to cook the remaining bowl later?" The old man who sells wontons asks very intimately.

Xie Yinan turned around and looked at Song Leshan's place, seeing that he seemed to be still picking something there, he nodded: "Then let's cook it later." ”

"Okay." The old man nodded with a smile, and then asked, "How does this wonton taste?" ”

"Needless to say, of course it's delicious." Song Yulan replied.

"This broken wonton, where is it delicious!"

Without waiting for the old man to answer with a smile, the abrupt voice sounded first.

Immediately afterwards, a short, fat, and meaty man named Pang Lin swaggered over, sat on the bench next to Xie Yinan and Song Yulan, and then spat a mouthful of phlegm.

even cocked Erlang's legs, and the dusty shoes also staggered on the long table, shaking constantly, until the dust of the shoes fell all over the table.

This appearance only makes people frown and sick.

Song Yulan and Xie Yinan are naturally no exception.

Especially Song Yulan, she muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why is this person like this, it's really disgusting, this look, how can people eat wontons." ”

The ruffians are the most common, and they are all ruthless snakes, the most difficult to deal with, and the most difficult to deal with.

Xie Yinan motioned for Song Yulan to be calm and not to be impatient.

Pang Lin crossed Erlang's legs, and only said to the old man who sold wontons: "Come to two or two wontons." ”

"Okay." The old man obviously didn't want to make trouble, so he agreed, poured the wonton into the pot and boiled it, and at the same time took a cloth and wiped the dust off the long table.

"The old thing has good hands and feet, I guess I can eat this wonton, I'll try it." Pang Lin grinned, put his feet down, took chopsticks and spoons from the chopstick cage on the side, and waited to eat the wontons.

The ravioli was quickly served, hot and fragrant.

Pang Lin scooped a spoon and blew the soup and drank: "The taste is not bad." ”

Then, bow your head and eat the ravioli.

Then there was peace and quiet.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong, Xie Yinan and Song Yulan also continued to eat wontons with peace of mind, but because Fang Cai was really annoying, Song Yulan always glanced at them from time to time.

The wontons in the bowl were almost at the bottom, Xie Yinan looked over there, and saw that Song Leshan was still picking things over there.

Song Yulan also raised her eyes and looked: "What is the second brother doing, why can't he come over, it's grinding." ”

"I guess I haven't finished buying things yet, I'll come over later, do you still eat wontons, do you want another bowl." Xie Yinan said with a smile.

As soon as she said this, Song Yulan suddenly became shy: "If you don't succeed, you want another bowl." ”

She is tall and has a lot of food.

"Another bowl of wontons and more vinegar." Xie Yinan helped Song Yulan order another bowl of wontons.

"Okay." The old man answered, and went to cook the wontons neatly.

At this moment, Pang Lin, who had just been annoying, suddenly stood up and dropped the chopsticks in his hand.

The chopsticks were bounced off the table, flew in front of the old man's eyes, and almost fell into the wonton pot, only to frighten the old man and say, "What's the matter?" ”

"And the face asked? Come and see! Pang Lin stepped on the table with one foot, and angrily pointed to the wonton bowl at his feet: "Look for yourself, there are flies in it!" ”

"It's really disgusting, there are flies in the good wontons, and your wonton stall is too unclean!"

The old man looked into the wonton bowl, and sure enough, he saw a fly floating in the bowl.

The old man smiled with a smile on his face: "I'm really sorry, it's my fault, I'll cook you a new bowl again, and I won't charge you for this wonton." ”

As he spoke, the old man went to serve the wonton bowl in front of the man.