No one knows what the father and son were talking about. Flash Dance.

The next day, Zhong Zechen packed his luggage and went back to school.

Xia Qiqi also got out of school work with the help of Hua Zhongtian.

"I said, you'd better follow me!"

Mo Ran found Xia Qiqi and saw that she was studying a recipe.

When you see the handwriting on it, you don't have to think about it, you know that it is the handwriting of Old Man Xia.

"Grandpa Mo, it's not that I don't want to, but I'm going to open Grandpa's restaurant now!"

Xia Qiqi did not take his eyes off the recipe.

"What's so good about that restaurant, your grandfather's craftsmanship is not good!"

In Mo Ran's opinion, Xia Pengyuan's craftsmanship is average, that is, Old Man Xia feels good about himself.

"That's all the more for me to carry him forward."

Xia Qiqi continued to watch.

"You can make it without tasting it?"

As long as I think of this girl's fingers so dexterous, the ink dye is itchy.

Although their Mo family has rules that prohibit outsiders from passing on their skills, with Xia Qiqi's hand speed and dexterity, he is sure that the Mo family's craftsmanship will be even more powerful.

"Yes, but I don't have any money!"

This is a critical question.

Xia Qiqi is now penniless.

Pockets are cleaner than faces!

"So, you follow me, and I'll take you to taste all the things in this old summer recipe!"

The temptation is big enough. Flash Dance.

In fact, Xia Qiqi is excited, you know, ink dyeing just taught her to learn those dexterous mechanisms, and she can also taste those delicacies.

"Okay!"

I happily agreed!

"Grandpa Mo, is that stall of yours gone?"

There is a special stall area on the star network, which feels very similar to the glass factory stall that Mo Dye used to have.

Ink Dye touched his beard, that thing was just fooling some stupid hats, really good things, definitely not traded through there.

However, these ink dyes can't be told to Xia Qiqi yet.

"No!"

Xia Qiqi originally lived in the Bai family, but she really didn't have the ability to buy a house for herself.

Mo Ran took Xia Qiqi to a breakfast shop, looking at the long queue, Xia Qiqi turned around and left at the first feeling.

This kind of time-wasting thing, she definitely won't do.

"Don't worry, let's go through the back door!"

Mo Ran pulled Xia Qiqi to the back door, and then greeted an old guy.

"This is my granddaughter, hungry!"

Mo Ran's attitude is not like asking for help at all, but like charity.

"Brother Mo, are you bringing your granddaughter over, why can't you not let you go to the queue!"

The old man immediately got up and prepared to go to the front to get breakfast.

"Pack, let's take it!"

There are so many people here, making a lot of noise.

Xia Qiqi looked at this kind of operation in a daze, there had never been such a thing in her world.

It's not just curiosity, it's more of an indescribable excitement.

Holding the bun in the paper bag, Xia Qiqi looked at the ink dye.

"Grandpa Mo, don't you eat?"

Ink Dye handed over the bun in his hand.

"I've had breakfast!"

This is breakfast, only this steamed bun is delicious on the side of Dongdaemun, and the craft has been passed down for I don't know how many years, and ink dyeing often comes to eat.

Everything he eats with ink dyeing is delicious, but it doesn't have to be a big sign.

"This food, I don't care about the things you care about, I care about the taste!"

Mo Ran knew that Xia Qiqi's cleanliness was very bad, so he deliberately brought Xia Qiqi to some small restaurants, in order to make her cleanliness not affect her prejudice against taste.

Although Mo Ran is not a cook or a gourmet, he is a foodie, and he also ate a lot of good things with Old Man Xia back then.

Now Xia Qiqi can still be fooled by a blank piece of paper.

This kind of soup dumpling is really untasted for Xia Qiqi.

Wrap it in a paper bag, take out a bun and look at the thin and translucent bun, it feels particularly magical.

Pinching the folds with his hand, the whole bun fell like a drop of water, looking at the soup inside, Xia Qiqi was really curious about how to put the soup in.

It felt a little hot, but fortunately, Xia Qiqi didn't throw the bun directly into his mouth, but looked at the bun like a white chrysanthemum for a long time, and then carefully tore a hole on the side.

The heat came out along the gap in the buns, and it was clear that the soup inside was still very hot.

Then Xia Qiqi waited for the heat to dissipate for a few seconds before sucking the soup out of the gap.

Fresh!

Fragrant!

These are the words that burst into Xia Qiqi's mind.

This kind of feast of taste, she has never experienced.

But the eating etiquette over the years did not make her lose her mind, but continued to suck the soup clean.

Then she ate the bun that was about the size of her palm, bit by bit.

That kind of taste enjoyment, coupled with Xia Qiqi's beautiful face, how can this picture of a beauty eating food also make the people passing by around swallow their saliva.

The breakfast shop in front of it has a longer queue because of this picture.

Everyone wanted to taste what this food that was so loved by the beauty tasted.

"Grandpa Mo, what kind of bun is this?"

Seeing that there was no signboard in the store in front of him, Xia Qiqi understood this thing first.

"This is an open soup dumpling!"

Ink dye talked about the origin of this kind of bun.

Kaifeng soup dumplings have a unique flavor and are one of the famous foods in Kaifeng.

The soup is thin, white as Jingdezhen ceramics, and has a sense of transparency.

When you eat it, there is meat filling inside, and there is fresh soup at the bottom.

Kaifeng people eat soup dumplings and have such a sentence "open the window first, then drink the soup, and then fill the mouth".

But the production process may have to be figured out by Xia Qiqi himself.

"Qiqi, I've already copied their production process!"

Rayla's voice made Xia Qiqi stunned, yes, how could she forget that there was such a cheat as Rayla.

Then she can eat boldly and confidently in the future, and then practice little by little according to the tutorial.

Very satisfied with Rayla's performance, but unfortunately there is no way to reward him.

"And what do you eat next?"

Xia Qiqi also ate the other buns in his hand, but unfortunately the portion was too small and not enough to eat.

The little bun looks quite big, but it's actually soup, not much at all, and four buns are really not enough for Xia Qiqi.

"It's gone!"

Do you really think of him as a paid food guide?

hasn't started learning yet, how can it be possible to let Xia Qiqi eat to the fullest.

"Grandpa Mo, you said you would take me all over Kyoto to eat delicious food!"

Xia Qiqi didn't want to lose face in order to eat.

"Yes, but I didn't say that I ate all the food today, one a day!"

This one

Xia Qiqi is a little dizzy, and he has to eat one kind a day until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

Think about the hundreds of recipes in my grandfather's hand, and if this is one a day, it really can't be completed for many years.

"When you learn what I asked you to learn, you can add it!"

What about seducing children?

But Xia Qiqi still recognized it!