I see, Qi Ling suddenly realized, no wonder this Xiaofeng is so skilled in cutting meat slices, how to say that this is also a disguised practice makes perfect.

He could still talk and laugh with Qi Ling, but the movements of his subordinates did not slow down, and after a while, such a large piece of fish was almost cut by him.

Qi Ling suddenly had a flash of inspiration at this time, and couldn't help but speak.

"Xiaofeng, your meat cutting skills are much better than mine, otherwise you can also help me cut this piece of pork, I want to use it to make what we want to eat at night."

"What do you want to eat at night? Then Qi Ling girl, hurry up and bring it! ”

As soon as he heard Qi Ling talk about the delicious food at night, Xiao Feng was like being beaten with chicken blood, and his eyes were a little shiny.

He had been smelling the fragrance coming from here in the shop in front of him just now, and his heart had already been tickled.

"Miss Qi Ling, what the hell are you doing, we smelled a spicy smell in front of us just now, but now there is another fragrance in this kitchen in addition to that smell."

But as soon as he entered the kitchen, he heard the pot on the fire, which was now tightly covered, gurgling and boiling, and he didn't know what was inside.

Qi Ling couldn't help but laugh when he saw him with a curious face, his eyes widened, like a little milk cat.

She deliberately approached his side with a deliberate pretense of seriousness, and spoke.

"Well, I told you, you must not tell others, this one I made tonight is called hot pot, and it can be as delicious as it tastes."

Xiao Feng nodded very seriously at first, and then frowned again.

"I promise you not to tell anyone else, it's just hot pot? A pot on the fire? What the hell is this? ”

This Qi Ling was not going to tell him, but smiled mysteriously.

"Well, you'll know in the evening, little guy, let's hurry up and help me cut the meat, hey, you see how a slice is so thick, if you eat it at night, see what you do."

Hearing Qi Ling say this, Xiao Feng was very nervous, and his movements were more meticulous, and the slices of meat cut out were not only very thin, but almost the thickness of each slice was almost the same.

asked Qi Ling to watch from the side, and couldn't help but nod in his heart.

Xiao Feng continued to cut the pork on the side, and Qi Ling hurriedly took a few large plates and laid out the fish he had just cut out one by one, and the final appearance was like a double-petaled pink camellia.

"By the way, why did you come to the back, the front is not busy?"

Why did he just walk a Meng Huan, but there was a little wind again, whether the shop in front of him was busy or not, Qi Ling was a little puzzled by this.

"Hey, it's not that I ate too many hawthorn pills today, and my stomach is a little uncomfortable, I was going to go back, but I saw that you didn't know what you were doing, so I came over to take a look."

Xiao Feng had some regret in his tone, he had eaten too much at noon today, for fear that he wouldn't be able to eat delicious food at night, so he shared some hawthorn pills with a few guys.

It's just that everyone else takes one or two pills, but he eats four or five in one go.

This just happened to be greedy and not enough to swallow the elephant, but I didn't expect my stomach to start hurting after a while.

At first, it was a little more bearable, but later it became more and more uncomfortable, so I had to come to the latrine.

As a result, he took the opportunity to help Qi Ling, but he was still very happy at this time, because now he knew a little bit of things that others didn't know.

"Why do you want to take so many hawthorn pills, you have also been in the hospital for so long, you must know better than me, that thing is used to treat indigestion, you digest well, isn't this looking for something for yourself."

Qi Ling was a little speechless when he heard this, and hurriedly spoke.

The sweat on Xiao Feng's head was about to fall when he said this, and he would never tell Qi Ling that he was afraid that he would not be able to eat too much at night.

He glanced up at Qi Ling, laughed wryly, his mind spun quickly, and after a while, he thought of a reason, and explained it.

"I know yes, but this hawthorn pill is added with licorice, and it tastes sweet and sour, so I can't help but eat more for a while."

Of course, this is his nonsense, where would anyone eat their stomachache because they like the taste of hawthorn pills, and he is not a fool.

But it was such a nonsense reason that Qi Ling felt a little credible.

Because she also had poor digestion when she was a child, adults would give her stomach and digestion tablets.

This pill tastes sweet and sour, just like sugar, and it is also appetizing and spleen-invigorating, so there is no harm in eating too much.

At that time, Qi Ling was only good at eating one or two pills every time, but she would eat a large board when she returned, and even ate half a box.

So thinking about himself at that time, and looking at Xiaofeng's little man, Qi Ling believed his lame reason, and even had some pity in his heart.

"Where are the hawthorn pills delicious? I'll make you some food that is many times more delicious than it, and I'll let you know it. ”

Qi Ling felt that Xiao Feng hadn't eaten anything delicious, otherwise it would have been difficult for the sea to be water, and Wushan would not be a cloud except for Wushan.

At that time, how can you think that this copper plate can buy several pills of hawthorn pills delicious.

It's just that she said it so casually, but it made Xiaofeng almost happy.

He almost wanted to taste what Qi Ling said was many times more delicious than hawthorn pills now, and he felt like he was talking about it.

It's not that he's greedy, but Qi Ling knows that the "snack industry" of this dynasty is simply too backward.

Because the sunflower plant has not yet been introduced, there are no melon seeds.

As for the dim sum sold by the dim sum shop, they are all old, there is nothing new, and you may feel good after eating it once or twice, but after eating it a few more times, you will feel tired.

What is the plum strange flavor bean, which Qi Ling loves to eat, there is not even a shadow now.

Qi Ling, a girl who loves to eat snacks, once crossed here, how can it be described in a tragic word.

That's just miserable!

Because, if Qi Ling wants to eat the familiar taste in his memory in this time and space, he must do it himself.

Thinking about it, I feel that the road is long, and I don't know how long it will be before the day when I eat it.

Besides, there are a lot of delicious foods, even if Qi Ling loves to eat, but he doesn't know how to do it.

It's just that she has watched a lot of food shows, and with her mother's influence at home for so many years, she can come up with a few dishes that can calm the factory, as well as snacks.