At this moment, Ning Xiang was really a little out of defense.

If you want to set things right, maybe start with your mother.

I didn't realize it before, but in fact, from the accident to the present, and even from knowing the truth to the present, I haven't done anything except being emotional, just messing around day by day.

Maybe it's hard to accept, maybe it's not ready, Ning Xiang feels that her mother needs a perfect funeral, but she doesn't have the heart to do it now.

A sense of powerlessness pervades every cell in the body, and people who were not so fragile before have become like this now.

"Those who live have to live." Zhang Xue finally revealed that she still wanted to continue to open the store.

"Is it Malatang?" Ning Xiang looked at the situation in the store, at present, this area is almost demolished, and it is no longer suitable to open a store, since it is going to open a store, it is better to open some stores in other places, but Ning Xiang doesn't understand the reason why Zhang Xue is obsessed with Malatang.

"I'll tell you the truth, I have a unique recipe. I didn't spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy it, nor did it come from a franchise store, but I studied it with great painstaking efforts. Zhang Xue looked a little proud, the corners of her mouth were raised, and she smiled and was really feminine.

is different from Zhang Yue, Zhang Xue has a lot of vitality in her, so that Ning Xiang has to admit that she is a little similar to her.

Seeing Zhang Xue's passion for struggle, Ning Xiang is like seeing herself standing up again, so I want to help her, and Ning Xiang can join the shares.

Of course, Ning Xiang can neither come over as a clerk, nor can he personally manage several stores, so he can only financially become a shareholder.

"You mean spices?"

"That's right, the secret of general Malatang lies in two points, stock and seasoning. Stock, is to boil some chicken, duck or bones, so that it will be rich. But this kind of soup stock is actually not very healthy, and when my daughter was alive, she didn't like that kind of spicy tang, and I have been studying it for a long time to come up with the current taste. ”

Speaking of which, Li Xiaowei seemed to have finished eating, and he couldn't help but comment, "Yes, this spicy tang has a unique taste, when you first ate it, you thought it was very light, clear soup and clear water, but the more you eat, the better it tastes." The taste is great, I don't know how to do it. ”

"I've studied a lot, heavy oil and spicy is a method, adding some poppies and shells is also a method, but what, I want to think about it, I remember that the aftermath lingers for three days, my daughter likes music, so she always tells me that good music is always around the ears after listening to it a few times, and a good spicy tang should have an infinite aftertaste. I feel like making a perfume, it smells strong at first, but then it has no aftertaste, and it is hard to remember. It just feels pungent. Malatang is the same, at that time, it stimulated the taste buds, and there was no aftertaste, so it was easy to forget, so I studied it for a long time, and the dish came up with this good recipe. ”

Ning Xiang was thinking, or because the child died, and now there is no sustenance, so she pinned her enthusiasm on Malatang, who knew that Zhang Xue said again, "My daughter likes Malatang very much, to what extent does she like it, that is, she eats three bowls a week, do you think I don't want to make healthy Malatang?" Starting from washing vegetables and removing pesticides, how can there be vegetables on the market without pesticides, you can't find them. I specially found a pesticide detergent for fruits and vegetables, and it was done in 30 seconds. Then the materials used are healthy and clean. I dare not say how good it is, but it is absolutely clean, non-toxic and addictive. You can see the ingredients and seasonings. ”

"It's because the child likes it."

Ning Xiang seemed to understand a little, and Li Xiaowei also said, "It's really good, I also eat one bowl and want to go to the next bowl." ”

"I just want to make Malatang for my children for the rest of my life, and I am willing." Zhang Xue looked back at the bowl of spicy hot noodles that no one moved their chopsticks, suddenly brought it over, stirred the cold noodles that were a little sluggish, and took a bite, "It tastes so good." ”