Noticing Jiang Zhimian's strange appearance, the owner of Zuo Zhuang took the initiative to ask, "What's the matter, you seem to be surprised?" ”

"Nothing." Jiang Zhimian waved his hand.

When I went to the dining room and took a seat, I began to organize the problem in my mind.

In the gap between thinking, a maid brought breakfast.

In Zuojiazhuang, even if it is a breakfast, it is extremely luxurious, which can be called a collection version of modern Guangzhou breakfast.

Wonton, radish cake, millet porridge, multigrain wotou.

There are also thinly sliced pickled radish, which has been soaked in the jar for too long, with an attractive pink color, and with chili oil, just smelling it will whet your appetite.

And the most eye-catching thing is the donkey rolling in the center of the table.

The so-called donkey rolling is because the soybean noodles sprinkled in the final production process are like the bursts of loess raised when the wild donkeys in the suburbs are rolling happily, so it is named "donkey rolling".

On the porcelain-white plate, the red, white and yellow donkeys roll and exude a burst of sweetness.

The owner of Zuo Zhuang deliberately picked it up and put it in front of Jiang Zhimian, "You taste it, it tastes very good." ”

Jiang Zhimian sandwiched a taste, and the soft and sticky taste is very authentic.

I couldn't help but bend the corners of my eyes with pleasure.

"It's delicious, the chef here is really good, I talked to Chi Mohan about this yesterday, but I didn't expect to eat it today." Jiang Zhimian said.

The face was careless, but in fact, he was observing the expression of the owner of the left village with his peripheral vision.

If people lie, there will be micro-movements.

But the owner of Zuo Zhuang was really puzzled, "Who is Chi Mohan, Miss Jiang's sweetheart?" ”

"Well, don't you know him?" Jiang Zhimian still couldn't believe it.

The owner of Zuo Zhuang shook his head calmly, "I don't know, just saying this, I also think it's a coincidence, why did he talk to you, I just invited you to eat today." ”

And the owner of the left village himself was quite puzzled.

I haven't heard that there is a person named Chi Mohan next to Bai Ye.

The man who escorted the cook over last night was the man named Kirin.

Could it be that Bai Ye still has a name called Chi Mohan?

Bai Youle, who was far away in Pingnan County, sneezed coldly.

Sitting in the backstage of the pear orchard, rubbing his arms and scolding, "Which turtle son is nagging about me again!" ”

……

Jiang Zhimian tried it for a while, and saw that the owner of Zuo Zhuang really didn't know Chi Mohan, so he had to give up.

And Jiang Shu and Jiang Lin's two brothers also packed up their things and stood outside the dining room with their eyes on their heads.

Happiness came so suddenly.

Just now they were cooking on the fire in the backyard, when the housekeeper came and said that they had redeemed themselves and could go home.

He also told them that it was the third sister who ransomed for them, and she was waiting for them in the dining room at the moment.

The two of them quickly packed up their things and came over.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Zhimian and the owner of Zuo Zhuang came out.

"Third sister!" The two shouted in unison.

The owner of Zuo Zhuang smiled and stroked his beard, "Then I won't send Miss Jiang, I have time to play, I am welcome here at any time." ”

"Definitely, if the owner of the left village is free, he can also go to the cold house to sit." Jiang Zhimian responded politely.

Seeing the owner of the left village walk away, he walked up to the two elder brothers.

Pull one in one hand, "Big brother and second brother, let's go home, everyone will be very happy to see you go back." ”

What's more, when these two brothers go back, Grandma has to be busy with their marriage.

You don't have to pinch the tip of her young seedling!