Chapter 107: He Can't Lift His Pants!

Fan Qianao saw that his favorite braised pork was gone, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes!" The old lady's cooking skills, if she is willing to go to the restaurant to be a cook, the business of the restaurant will definitely grow exponentially. By the way, is there a lot of this braised pork? Give me another plate! "A plate of only a dozen pieces of meat, what is enough?

Mrs. Wu was originally complimented and comfortable, but when she heard his next sentence, her face changed suddenly, and she said without giving face: "It's gone!" Boys try other dishes, and it tastes good! ”

These boys came uninvited, if she hadn't prepared some more dishes, she would have been blind! Do you still want to eat an extra plate of braised pork, do you want to eat a fart? No! Habitual fault!

"Hey, this old lady is quite sexual!" Thinking about them Chenwangfu F4, where not to be flattered, carefully served, for fear that something is not thoughtful. When I arrived at their Song family, it was good, and I wanted to eat a plate of braised pork, but I was rejected! It's so faceless!

Fan Qianao snorted angrily and wanted to turn over the table, but was held down by Xiao Jinyu who was sitting next to him. The handsome little boy smiled at him and said, "The old lady said well, and other dishes taste very good." You try this braised rabbit meat, it is salty and fresh, fragrant and tender. And this rib, which tastes fatter than meat. ”

Fang Wentao said with a smile: "Fifth brother, you have to change your problem of flipping the table when you are unhappy." Believe it or not, if you flip the table, the old lady of the Song family will dare to make us hungry. ”

"She dares!" Fan Qianao's bull's eyes widened, and he gasped for breath.

Song Ziran, who was at the next table, glanced back at him, expressionless: whether her milk dares or not, she doesn't know. If this "Tibetan mastiff" screams again, her laxatives will dare to make him unable to lift his pants!

Hey? Why is it cold in the back? Is it so cold in the mountains? Fan Qianao shivered and drank a sip of hot soup to warm up.

Zhuang Beili swallowed a piece of chicken offal and said slowly: "She really dares!" How can you drip her? Chenwangfu doesn't have the bad habit of bullying people! If I were you, I should hold her well, maybe the old lady will be happy and miss two recipes for cooking. Isn't our restaurant even more powerful? ”

"And your Zhuangzi in Wulei County, and you also pointed to others to help grow chili peppers! Do you have arrogant capital? Fang Wentao added another hammer.

Fan Qianao suddenly wilted. Not only chili peppers, but also chili sauce that will be sent to the army in the future...... People don't have a lot of skills, not only can he not do anything to others, but he also has to think about protecting others. Alas, aggrieved! Fan Qianao turned his grief and anger into food, and ate violently at a table of dishes without looking up!

The flowing water seat, that is, after this table is eaten, the dishes have not been cleaned up, and the seat is full again. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who helped wash the dishes were too busy to straighten their waists. The kitchen chimney is also constantly curling with smoke. It wasn't until mid-afternoon that the old Song family was cleared.

The village chief, who originally wanted to stay and say a few words to Song Lao Hanhara, saw that there were distinguished guests in their house, so he helped clear the scene and drove back the villagers who were watching the excitement outside the courtyard.

The four sons and daughters-in-law of the Song family, as well as the helpers, sent the washed dishes, tables and chairs back to each family one by one......

Looking at this lively scene, Xiao Jinyu couldn't help but sigh: these warm and lovely people are the fireworks in the world that his brother and he desperately want to protect.

Mrs. Wu took off her apron, beat her old waist, and said to the little boys in the yard: "Let's go, take you to see the peppers growing in the ground." ”

In her opinion, these noble sons are all industrious and do not distinguish between grains and grains, not to mention peppers, even common vegetables such as eggplant and beans, which grow in the ground, they may not have seen it. The city people also say that they hillbillies are not knowledgeable, and their group of city people are definitely not as knowledgeable as their hillbillies in tending to vegetable patches and crops!

When they came to the old house, Mrs. Wu led them into the backyard. The backyard is quite large, with seven or eight points of land, and it is planted with peppers. The green stems, the green leaves, the white flowers, and the peppers, the green and the red hung all over the branches.

Xiao Jinyu carefully inspected one of them, and there were no less than ten spiky peppers hanging on it. Maybe it's not the time yet, and the red peppers are less than a third.

"Old lady, your pepper is quite prolific! Is there a secret? Xiao Jinyu silently calculated in her heart, these seven or eight points of land, it seems that she can collect four or five hundred catties of chili peppers! To make chili sauce, there must be more than 100 jars! Looking at a lot, in the barracks where thousands or tens of thousands of people are often there, it is enough for them to taste it. It seems that this year, we can only focus on the front-line combat troops guarding the border first.

Song Laohan, who has always been silent, said: "More than that! Did you see any of this? Peppers don't just bear one stubble, from early summer to late autumn, they will be stubble after stubble. If the fertilizer can keep up, one acre of land can almost harvest a thousand children and eight hundred! ”

Unfortunately, this spicy is only a seasoned vegetable, and cannot be eaten as a filling. If it is replaced by grain, this output will be more sensational!

"Can an acre produce a thousand catties?" Fan Qianao thought of his Zhuangzi and was so excited that he almost jumped up. He has more than 100 acres of land there, can't he collect 100,000 catties? Even if a pound can only be sold for ten wen, his Zhuangzi can earn a thousand taels of silver a year, hahaha...... Make a fortune!

After thinking about it, he had to support the front line. No matter how much silver there is, it can't get into his pocket, and his heart hurts! However, it is also a comfort that he can save a lot of silver for Chenwangfu!

He picked a green and red chili, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and was immediately "moved" to tears, and his mouth hissed non-stop.

Fan Qianao jumped to his feet and said, "It's so spicy, it's so spicy!" Why is this pepper so spicy? ”

Song Ziran, who was quiet on the side, saw that he wanted to wipe his tears with the hand that took the chili pepper, but he didn't stop him, looking like he was watching a good show.

Wu Pozi said: "There are two kinds of chili peppers here, one is slightly spicy and the other is more spicy. This son, you picked something spicy. ”

"My eyes, my face...... It hurts! Fan Qianao covered his eyes, bent over in pain, and screamed, "You won't poison me, will you?" I want to poison and blind me, the future god of war in the army! Say, "Who sent you?" Isn't it King Hui? What benefits did he give you? How did you do this to me? ”

When the guards of Chenwang's Mansion saw that their cousin was poisoned under their noses, did this still happen? They surrounded Mrs. Wu and Song Laohan, and just waited for the sons' orders to take them down.

Song Ziran shouted: "No poisoning!" Don't wronged the good guys! It's your hands that are stained with chili juice and spicy to your eyes. Just wash it with water. ”

Fan Qianao's little servant brought a basin of water and rinsed his eyes with his hands. After a while, his eyes finally stopped hurting so hotly.