Yun Aiguo said, giving Xiao Fan Wanzi a look.

Receiving the gesture from her grandfather's eyes, Yun Mian struggled to get out of her grandmother's arms, blinked her still wet eyes, and carried her back with a milky voice.

"Lingyun Mountain has a marinated flavor called "Full Mouth", "Full Mouth" is fresh and delicious, and the color is attractive......"

"Mianmian, there are really immortals who have taught you the recipe for marinade."

Yun Mian's pair of small meat hands were behind her back, and her back was clear, and it was difficult for Mei Cuiping to believe it.

Yun Mian finished carrying it, looked at the surprised grandmother, and the chick nodded pecked.

"Well, the old fairy grandfather is wearing a long dress, holding a feather duster in his hand, and his hair and beard are white."

Mei Cuiping: "Is there a fairy with a feather duster?" ”

Yun Aiguo hurriedly explained: "The feather duster that Mianmian said is the dust in the hands of the immortals, and the long clothes are Taoist robes or monk's robes, Mianmian also said that the immortals live in the cave mansion of Lingyun Mountain, her grandmother, you should always believe my words now." ”

"I believe it, I believe it."

Mei Cuiping said happily.

"Since the old immortals have said so, let Yongcheng go to the sea to do business, and the job of the broken cement factory will be gone."

Finally convinced grandma.

Yun Mian breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and hurriedly climbed over the threshold with her little short legs, and ran to the toilet to inform her father.

"Dad, grandma has agreed to let you go to the sea to do business."

Yun Yongcheng came out of the toilet, hugged the little girl and kissed him fiercely.

"My softness is amazing."

Yun Mian was so strapped by the stubble on his father's chin that he shrunk his neck.

Why do you like to hold her face and gnaw on it today, and her face is not an apple.

After lunch, when Mei Cuiping and Chen Ju cleaned up the kitchen, Yun Yongcheng moved the big pig's head split in half into the kitchen and prepared to be marinated.

Yun Mian and the little third master followed to the kitchen.

"Dad, you have to use a needle to pierce a hole in the head of the big pig, said the fairy grandfather."

Yun Yongcheng seemed to have forgotten this step, and Yun Mian reminded him in a milky voice beside him.

"The old man of the immortal also said that before marinating, the big pig's head should be scalded in boiling water, so that there is no fishy smell when eating."

Although Yun Yongcheng is a big man, he still knows a little about cooking, and immediately according to what Yun Mian said, he borrowed two thick needles from Mei Cuiping for the soles of his shoes, and used the thick needles to pierce the big pig's head into a thousand holes, and then according to Yun Mian's words, add white wine, ginger and garlic to blanch the big pig's head.

After Yun Yongcheng was busy, Yun Mian reminded in a milky voice: "Dad, the fairy grandfather also said, pour oil into the pot, put the rock sugar into the oil pot and fry it to bubble, and then pour the meat and marinade into the pot and fry it until fragrant, and then add water and marinade." ”

Yun Yongcheng was about to add water directly to the pot, pour all kinds of marinades and soy sauce, and when he heard the doughnuts say this, he quickly put the wooden gourd in his hand back into place, then turned his face sideways, glanced at the little girl in surprise, and did it according to the little girl's prompt.

For a moment, he felt that the little girl was like a chef.

Half an hour later, the low kitchen of Lao Yun's house was filled with a strong smell of braised pork, and even the yard was spewing incense.

"Small bottle, Yongcheng's cooking skills are okay, smell the smell of this braised meat, it's so fragrant."

Old Madam Chu smelled the fragrance in the yard and praised Yun Yongcheng to Mei Cuiping, who was squatting in the shade and chopping wild celery.

The little third master snorted coldly in his heart.

"It's not Uncle Yun who is powerful, it's Fan Dudu's amazing immortal grandfather who dreamed of it, and Fan Dudu taught Uncle Yun to marinate the meat."

"Yes, yes, yes, Mianmian is powerful, in the heart of our family reputation, Mianmian is the most powerful."

Old Madam Chu looked at her precious eldest grandson, and the smile on her face deepened.

Yu'er knew that maintenance was good at a young age, which was a good sign.

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