No wonder you want to hide it from yourself, so that's it!

Hahahaha! Changsheng didn't expect that he had always been ingenious, and he seemed to be a daughter-in-law who knew everything, but there were also people who couldn't, and he didn't have to do it even if he didn't know it, this look was to dismantle it several times, and there were so many needles and eyes on it!

Why is my daughter-in-law so cute! Changsheng couldn't be happy, leaned over and kissed Xia Yue on the face, and then carefully stuffed his clothes under her pillow.

Although the daughter-in-law looks quite thick-skinned, she also has self-esteem, if she knows that he knows that the clothes she made are so ugly, she will definitely be ashamed and embarrassed, right?

Forget it, the daughter-in-law's self-esteem still needs to be well maintained!

Changsheng tiptoed out of the door after getting dressed, and saw more than 20 faces in the front yard, thinking that it was Xia Yue who bought it again, so he naturally asked them to work.

When I left, I picked a dozen or so and took them to the hot pot restaurant to help.

Today, I want to boil the hot pot base, the workload is a bit large, fortunately there are more than a dozen people, otherwise the store is really busy, calculate how much butter is left, and there will only be a dozen copies a day if it is sold in limited quantities.

In this way, it is estimated that it will not last for a month, and Changsheng asked the county government to stare at it to see where there were cattle killers, and buy the butter back as soon as possible, so that it was enough.

I thought that the bottom of the red oil pot was limited, and people would be sober, but they didn't expect that there was no limit to the good, a limited number of people came to line up more, and even some people came to the store to book before dawn, and then they came to eat the bottom of the red oil pot and scolded the store for wanting to make money, and if you want to make money, hurry up to the bottom of the red oil pot! made Changsheng cry and laugh.

Changshengjian's limited edition failed to limit everyone's enthusiasm for eating the bottom of the red oil pot, so people could only increase their efforts to buy butter, but there were only a few cows this year, how could there be cattle killed every day?

Seeing that the butter was getting less and less, the eighty beef cattle that Han Cheng promised had not yet arrived, so Changsheng had to risk offending people to limit the bottom of the red oil pot to five servings a day, and if he was scolded, he would be scolded, anyway, he didn't make any less money.

As a result, Changsheng, who was scolded by a dog when he was scolded for more than a dozen copies, was begged by a customer to tell his grandfather to tell his grandmother to be more tolerant after only selling five copies.

Changsheng also wants to, but he can't help it without butter!

Last time, because there was not much butter, he deliberately tried lard and mutton fat, but one was tasteless, and the other was smelly, which could not be compared with butter at all.

In short, the Ye family's hot pot restaurant is very popular because of the limited quantity, and some people still think that what kind of hot pot is it, and what things are very dangerous when they hear it, but they see so many people queuing up every day for what kind of red oil hot pot they don't sleep, and they also want to taste what kind of pot the hot pot is, how can people line up in the middle of the night every day.

In the end, although I didn't eat the legendary and extremely heroic red oil hot pot full of oil, but I ate other clear soup hot pot, and I was suddenly shocked, the meat and vegetables can still be eaten like this?

Mom, what kind of fairy seasoning is this, why does it taste so good?

I can't stop after taking a bite!

The hot pot that has been passed down from mouth to mouth is becoming more and more famous, and other restaurants see that the shopkeeper and the chef personally come to the door to learn a trick, but in the end the mouth is full of oil, and when he comes out, he is blown by the cold wind before he remembers his task.

Who am I, where am I, did I come here to eat hot pot or to learn secretly?

The chef and the shopkeeper glanced at each other, each secretly wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, and said in unison: "There are too many people today, come back tomorrow?" The latest chapter of "Baidu's "Pastoral Pampering: Foolish Domineering Literature" is free to read for the first time.