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In addition to daily vegetables and fruits, there are also various spices for sale.

Honghua looked around and bought thirteen big ingredients.

In fact, in this era, many spices are not available, but this is not difficult for him, and it will soon be a substitute.

After seeing the things in his hand, Honghua smiled slightly, and the effect of the things made will definitely not be bad.

"Aunt Lin, can you give me your big material nest?"

The large material nest is an ancient kitchen utensil, which can hammer the large material into powder granular tools, iron, very heavy.

Aunt Lin's house is not far from the market. People coming and going on the road.

As soon as Honghua arrived, it attracted attention.

There was a lot of talking.

These voices, perhaps, are a little harsh.

But Honghua didn't care, sat on the side of the road, excitedly put all kinds of big ingredients into the iron nest, and began to hammer and grind to make the ancient version of the thirteen incense.

"Yo, isn't this Honghua, the young master who opened the restaurant is doing rough work?"

"What else can I do, I can't live without money, I heard that I lost my wife to the gambling house."

"After losing the wife who attacked people so well, I only remembered to work, and told you, it's too late."

A few people passing by pointed and pointed.

After hammering for a while, Honghua dipped his fingers in some powder, and nodded suddenly, this is the taste, which is inseparable from the thirteen spice spice powder on the earth.

At this moment, Honghua snorted, felt a blackness in front of him, and almost fell to the ground.

The predecessor was poisoned, although he drank the medicine, and the soul fusion he crossed over, he barely survived, but his body never recovered.

After working a little longer, he felt that he could not support it.

But he saw that the big material in the iron nest would take a long time to reach the ideal state.

"Honghua, Honghua, I didn't expect you to have today, when your father and mother were here, you were the second ancestor, what do you want, today you are actually down to the point of me."

"I think my parents left early, and everyone shouted and beat me like a stray dog, and I don't know how much I envy you. Now, you've finally become just like me. ”

A sneer came.

Honghua looked up, it was a young man in rags and beggars, with a flat and concave belly.

There was some pride and joy in his eyes, and he fell into the well at Honghua like that.

"Chen Zhen, you haven't eaten, are you still hungry? Hammer the ingredients for me for a while, and I'll let you eat something good. Honghua asked for help weakly, and his eyes were a little dim.

"Tell you, just now Master Li from the gambling house invited me to a restaurant in the town for a big meal, will I be hungry? You can't even live happily, and you still want to command me to work? ”

Chen Zhen has a grass in his mouth, he is an orphan, helpless, and a bit ruffian, but it is not much bad.

Cuckoo......

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zhen's stomach screamed.

Although Honghua was very weak, seeing this, he couldn't help but smile.

It seemed that he was amused by him, Chen Zhen's face was hot, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to brag anymore, and hurriedly walked into the distance.

Honghua continued to hammer the material with the iron pestle, the iron pestle was unusually heavy, and after a while, he felt that his arm was sore and unbearable, and there was a feeling of darkness in front of him again.

"Kid, you're hungry, aren't you? Eat this ......"

A rough hand, holding a steamed bun, abruptly stretched into Honghua's eyes.

He slowly looked up along his arm, and said weakly: "Hello, Aunt Lin, your family's iron nest, I can't pay you back now, can you borrow me for a while?" ”

A peasant woman with a kind face.

"I know that your family used to run a restaurant, but you don't work, and now it's too late to make these seasonings. The seasonings are all secret recipes, and if you don't pass them on, you can't learn them. Let's find a job with peace of mind. Aunt Lin persuaded.

"Auntie, this is called Thirteen Spices, and it is famous all over the country, but it is delicious, you can taste it." Honghua smiled.

Aunt Lin shook her head, "What is famous all over the country, and it is deceiving people again, why haven't I heard of the secret recipe seasoning called thirteen incense?" ”

Honghua glanced at the steamed bun and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he didn't go to get the steamed bun, he lowered his head and continued to hammer the big ingredients.

"You kid is strong, I'll help you." Aunt Lin took the iron pestle and knocked it......

Honghua was surprised, she didn't expect Aunt Lin to have such a strong woman, and she was so stable, and the speed of the hammer was much faster than him.

Seeing this, Honghua was extremely happy.

"Watching you grow up, watching you go astray, anyway, you're finally back on the right path now."

Aunt Lin's eyes were full of love.

At this moment, Honghua felt as if she had seen Guanyin Bodhisattva.

After the ingredients were ready, Honghua asked, "Does Aunt Lin have any vegetables at home, anything is fine, I want to use this seasoning to make some buns." ”

Aunt Lin looked at him for a while, and finally nodded, "It's okay to let you die, so that you can find a job with peace of mind." I am like a sister to your mother, and if you can settle down, I will give her an account. ”

"You promise me that if you fail, you will do as I say."

Looking at Aunt Lin's sincere gaze, Honghua nodded.

Honghua began to burn the fire, and a quarter of an hour later, a basket of vegetable buns came out of the pot steamingly.

After Aunt Lin took a bite, she was stunned, how could it be so delicious, is this really a bun made by Honghua, this kid, I'm afraid that even if it is made by the chef of the restaurant, some people will believe it, right?!

Honghua smiled slightly, "Aunt Lin, you only bit the skin and cooking oil, but you only tasted the taste, and you didn't really eat the buns." ”

This remark made Aunt Lin's face red.

After Aunt Lin took another bite, she was stunned again, just a few simple vegetables, sprinkled with a little salt, and with the spice powder called thirteen spices, Honghua really made such delicious buns!

"Honghua, are you really Honghua's child?" Aunt Lin's eyes were full of shock.

"It's me." Honghua smiled, he fully understood Aunt Lin's shock.

The taste that can be screened by the taste buds of modern people, in ancient times, it was completely a dimensionality reduction blow.

"It's really you, oh my God, sister, your child has grown up, and finally grown up......" Aunt Lin's eyes were full of tears, full of relief.

Honghua has also been hungry for a long time, and at the moment two or three bites are a bun, and he feels full until he eats the third.

"Hey, what does it smell like, so fragrant?"

A figure walked into the courtyard of Aunt Lin's house.

Honghua was amused when she saw it, isn't this Chen Zhen?

I was ashamed to say that I went to a restaurant to have a big meal, but now I am attracted by the fragrance of steamed buns?