"Vivi, where is this? Seven bends, eight turns and nineteen turns, really biased! Will there be a business in the vicinity of this place? ”

Looking at the dilapidated alley, Ye Jingshu was very puzzled. I and Yu Weiwei shuttled through the streets and alleys for three hours, just to find such a place.

I saw Yu Weiwei mysteriously raise her chin and hook her lips and smile:

"Hey, hey! You don't understand this, right? Haven't you heard, 'Hidden in the city'? ”

Ye Jingshu said with black lines on her face: "I don't know."

But Ye Jingshu's appearance made Yu Weiwei pat her shoulder more confidently:

"Later, you go in and talk less, and look at me."

Ye Jingshu nodded suspiciously, and knocked on a small door painted with black paint with Yu Weiwei.

"Who?"

The old hoarse but easy-going voice approached with the sound of slow footsteps. With a squeak, the door opened, and a kind old man appeared in front of him.

"Two little girls, is there something you are doing here?"

This is an old man who looks very ordinary:

There are a few black strands of gray hair mixed with it, and he is getting old, but his back is still straight, his spirit is strong, and his eyes are full of kindness.

The silk shirt with black flowers on a white background is very decent, which adds a kind and intimate natural bearing to her.

I only heard Yu Weiwei reply with a smile:

"Hello Grandma Mo, I brought my friends here today to visit you and Grandpa Mo."

Grandma Mo listened, and two splendid chrysanthemums appeared on her face:

"Come on, good boy, come on in."

After that, he led Ye Jingshu and the others into the courtyard.

People say that "a leaf is blind, and you can't see Mount Tai." Ye Jingshu entered the courtyard only to find that this place was simply unique. I was almost blinded by the small black door.

A few large willow trees were planted in the yard, and their long branches sloped down like a cascade; The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the green tiles of the roof, sprinkling it with a brilliant layer of gold.

A bunch of leeks are planted in the yard, and in the fence, a flock of chickens and ducks happily enjoy the rare and comfortable time of dinner.

A touch of sunset hung on the ladder on the roof, and the breeze blew in and blew the curling smoke.

Just as Ye Jingshu was amazed by this beautiful and harmonious pastoral scene, a gloomy and low voice suddenly dragged her into the cold winter, and Ye Jingshu suddenly had goosebumps:

"Who's here again? You're not welcome here, so hurry up! Otherwise, I won't be polite to drive people away, old man! ”

I saw a short, thin, shriveled little old man carrying an iron and lifting it out. When he saw Ye Jingshu and the others, he was about to make a gesture and greet him.

"Oops! Old man! The two little girls just want to come and see our two old bones, what are you doing like a hedgehog to drive people away? ”

I saw Grandma Mo put down the tea tray and immediately walked over quickly, snatching the little old man's iron lift, and the action was done in one go:

"Little girl, don't pay attention to him, he's getting older, and he's getting less and less welcome! Come, don't be afraid, sit down and have a cup of tea. ”

Yu Weiwei and the others breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.

Picking up the teacup, there are two white jasmine flowers floating in the pale green tea soup, and I take a sip gently, feeling relaxed and happy.

"Grandpa Mo, Grandma Mo, are you feeling okay lately?"

"Humph! Where did the girl come from? I don't remember when I had two more granddaughters, old man. ”

Ignoring Ye Jingshu, who was so embarrassed that her face had turned the color of pig liver, she saw Uncle Mo reach out and take the jasmine tea that had not been touched by her, and drank it all in one gulp.

Ye Jingshu: "......"

Grandma Mo went up and pinched Grandpa Mo's arm vigorously:

"Phew! Don't be ashamed! You also grab the children's tea, and it's not that I haven't brewed it for you! ”

I saw that Grandpa Mo immediately put on an aggrieved expression:

"I don't want anyone else to drink the tea you made!"

Ye Jingshu: "......"

Yu Weiwei: "......"

Clearing her throat, Ye Jingshu reluctantly spoke:

"Grandpa Mo, Grandma Mo, hello, you may not know me, my name is Ye Jingshu, this is my good friend, Yu Weiwei."

I saw Grandpa Mo looking very clear:

"Oh, Ye Jingshu, Yu Weiwei, right? I don't know. Let's go! ”

Now the two of them really want to cry without tears.

At this time, a nameless fire erupted in Ye Jingshu's heart. But in politeness, he still tried his best to suppress his anger, stared straight into Uncle Mo's eyes and said:

"Uncle Mo, let's be honest, I'm here this time to rent your booth."

I saw the thin old man standing up on the ground, as if facing a great enemy:

"Who told you I was going to rent a stall? No wonder, it's really not good for you to come here so presumptuously! ”

Seeing that Uncle Mo was so resolute, Ye Jingshu didn't do it anymore! Obviously, I just wanted to rent a stall, but I was treated like this again and again.

"In that case, I'm sorry to bother!"

Ye Jingshu ignored Yu Weiwei's hint like an eye cramp, turned around and left the courtyard.

When Yu Weiwei saw it, she reluctantly followed.

Behind him was Grandma Mo's apologetic voice:

"I'm sorry, little girl. My old man is too stubborn, so you can find another place. ”

Out of the alley, looking at the rampaging Ye Jingshu, Yu Weiwei hurriedly stroked Ye Jingshu's back and brushed the fur for this fried cat:

"Oh, Jingshu, what are you angry with an old man!"

"Weiwei, is this the booth you introduced me! You see, we were not only rejected in one mouthful, but also driven out by dogs! What kind of attitude does that old man have? ”

Ye Jingshu seriously suspected that if she hadn't said goodbye to the Mo family and her husband just now, if she stayed in it for a few more moments, she would definitely explode and fight with the old man desperately.

Compared with Ye Jingshu's anger, Yu Weiwei showed a mysterious smile:

"Jingshu, do you know who this old man is?"

As soon as Ye Jingshu was prompted, she immediately calmed down: It seems that this old man is not simple!

I only heard Yu Weiwei say:

"Have you ever heard of the 'Mo Ji Pig's Trotters' that once swept the streets?"

mentioned "Mo Ji", Ye Jingshu suddenly realized:

In City A, who doesn't know the prestige of the Mo family's pig's trotters?

Back then, when Ye Jingshu was still a babbling little girl, there was such a sentence in the market, "If you haven't eaten Mo Ji, you are a person from City A in vain!" ”

Ye Jingshu still remembers that as soon as "Mo Ji" was on sale, diners who got the gossip in advance, from 80 to 3 years old, would get up early in the morning to queue up.

But it is said that the boss of "Mo Ji" is a weird guy, no matter how good the business is, he only sells a hundred a day, and he finishes the job after selling.

When Ye Jingshu was still very young, after inadvertently tearing off a piece of skin from a pig's trotter bought by her uncle, she could no longer do without the taste of ecstasy.

In order to coax his daughter, Dad Ye had to get up from bed at four o'clock in the morning every day to line up for "Mo Ji". Even then, there is a good chance that you will return empty-handed.

"But hasn't 'Mo Ji' not been sold in recent years?"

Ye Jingshu remembered that she hadn't eaten the Mo family's pig's trotters for many years. But now that she thinks of that taste, Ye Jingshu is very greedy.

Even if he opened the braised pork in his previous life, thinking of the taste in his memory, Ye Jingshu still had to admit that this was the gap between the king and the bronze.

I only heard Yu Weiwei let out a long sigh, with regret and unwillingness:

"yes, Mo Ji is amazing. But then it really didn't open. ”

"There's gossip that the helmsman of 'Mo Ji', uh, is the uncle we just met."

"Originally, a few years ago, Uncle Mo was old and planned to retire. However, because he is reluctant to accept those old customers who have been in the market for decades, he plans to pass on the technology to his grandson, so that his grandson can continue to pass on this taste on his behalf. ”

"What about his grandson?" When Ye Jingshu heard this, she couldn't help but interject.

I saw that Yu Weiwei had an expression of hatred for iron and steel:

"Alas, speaking of this Uncle Mo's grandson! It's really unsettling. ”

"Uncle Mo can be regarded as having high hopes for his grandson. But helplessly, my grandson is not powerful! When he eats pig's trotters, he runs very fast, but once he learns his skills, it is considered ......"

Yu Weiwei seemed to have become a cross talk master at this time, discussing that distant secret with the audience......

"As for this grandson, he has always thought that the work of selling pig's trotters is not dignified, dirty and tiring. He has been desperately refusing to learn this craft. ”

"And Uncle Mo, you have seen it just now, he is a violent temper, he saw that his grandson was very resistant, and he beat him in anger. Well, this young man ran away from home and hasn't come back yet. ”

Ye Jingshu listened, and she couldn't complain: This young man is simply himself back then! Strong-blooded:

"Vivi, what about later? If his grandson doesn't learn, isn't this craft going to be lost! What a loss this is for us foodies! ”

"Who's to say it isn't!" Ye Jingshu sighed with emotion:

"I heard that Uncle Mo has been looking for his runaway grandson in recent years. However, time flies and nothing is gained. ”

"So, Uncle Mo also figured it out. Because of his age, he wants to find a successor and pass on Mo Ji. ”

Hearing this, Ye Jingshu was even more confused:

"I'm here to rent a stall, this has something to do with Grandpa Mo's search for a successor?"

Looking at Ye Jingshu with a black line on her face, Yu Weiwei scratched her hair that was not flowing enough:

"Hey, my dear lovely favorite Jingshu, I'm here for your good! Think about it, if you inherit Master Mo's craftsmanship, then ...... in the future."

Ye Jingshu completely reacted now:

"Okay, Yu Weiwei, you big foodie! You say, did you let me go there to satisfy my appetite? ”

Who is Yu Weiwei who was poked in the center? That's a man whose skin is as thick as a city wall! I saw Yu Weiwei smiling on her face, but she denied it in her mouth:

"Why! I, Yu Weiwei, am that kind of person! I'm thinking about your stall, what am I doing to you, a red heart, heaven and earth can be learned! ”

With that, the two chased and fought.

At night, Ye Jingshu lay on the bed, thinking carefully about Mo Ji's things:

In his previous life, he made braised pork, but ask yourself, if the taste I made is compared with Mo Ji, it is really not even worthy of lifting shoes.

Although she wants to run a barbecue business, Ye Jingshu clearly remembers that pig's trotters in her previous life can also be processed into grilled products. And once the "roast pig's trotters" came out, it was not an ordinary fire.

Now, Mo Ji's craftsmanship is on the verge of being lost, if he can help Mo Lao pass on the craftsmanship, and improve it a little to make it into a "roast pig's trotters", even if it is not for money, Ye Jingshu feels that he can't allow such a good taste to disappear in the world.

Therefore, even if she touched the nail, Ye Jingshu was still determined to come to the door again. This time, it's just because of that heart that loves food.