Bo Qingshan walked on the largest and most lively main street in Baishan Town, and the street vendors on both sides were constantly shouting, he came to Baishan Town on a whim, and by the way he went to visit an old gentleman who had a friendship with his grandfather in the past.

Mo Jingchun reluctantly followed his side and acted as a guide.

In fact, she probably hadn't been here for a long time, and she came back just to buy something, but she stayed for half a day.

In order to find her out, Bo Qingshan also went to explain to Gao that he wanted to be familiar with this place, and his attitude was polite.

That's why we have today's line.

The three of them were tired of shopping, and Bo Qingshan found the largest restaurant in the town, called Xunxiangji.

In the crowd of people, you can vaguely discern a purple-clothed shadow behind the counter, and the shopkeeper is a young woman.

He walked in with his feet raised, and did not forget to remind Mo Jingchun to follow closely.

The guy just wanted to stop Mo Jingchun, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, and when he heard this, he immediately put on a smiling face, arranged a table for them on the second floor near the window, served tea and waited for the order.

Braised spring bamboo shoots in oil, scrambled eggs with toon, steamed locust flowers, crucian carp tofu soup... There are also small wontons stuffed with pork with shepherd's cabbage.

Bo Qingshan nodded, Mo Jingchun opened his mouth, and was interrupted by him: "Today, your big brother Bo has a treat, taste spring." ”

The guy smiled and agreed: "This son is so Yaxing, good vision!" The dishes you order are all seasonal dishes from this spring day, and they are also the signature of our restaurant. ”

Mo Jingchun silently counted the money spent on this meal in his heart, and secretly smacked his tongue.

After ordering, Bo Qingshan looked at the crowded streets, and casually chatted with his buddy: "Your restaurant is here, and you make a lot of money in a day, right?" ”

The guy shook his head: "Hey, what! If you look at the menu, it's all delicate and small, and to be honest, we don't make much money this month, and there aren't many people like you who order food. ”

Although Youyang County is just a lower county, this restaurant is opened on the main street, and the rent is a lot, so can't you make money in such a good location?

Mo Jingchun looked around, there were indeed no diners sitting at a few tables, this was still the time for dinner.

"I see that your decoration is not bad, or is there a problem with the taste?"

Bo Qingshan asked what she was thinking.

The guy smiled and said, "Then how can you taste the food later." The elegance of my shopkeeper, I like to cook by myself, and I don't have to say anything about my skills! ”

When Bo Qingshan heard him say this, he smiled and stopped saying anything, and looked at the crowded streets outside.

The first to come up was crucian carp soup, which was boiled in a black casserole.

The man lifted the lid for them, and suddenly the fresh fragrance of the fish soup overflowed the nostrils, and there was no crucian carp in the milky white soup, only a few pieces of tofu lying tremblingly.

"This is crucian carp tofu soup. Our shopkeeper thinks that the crucian carp bones are difficult to pick, and I am afraid that the guest officer will be stabbed, so they are stewed in the pot to taste, and the fish is stewed, so that the bones and meat residues are removed, so that the guest officers are also convenient to drink. ”

Mo Jingchun took a sip of the bowl, and his eyes lit up instantly.

This soup does not have the earthy smell of crucian carp at all, and the tofu is as smooth as clotted fat, and it does have the confidence to open a store like this!

Bo Qingshan smiled at the corner of his mouth and told her: "Drink more fish soup and grow your brain." ”

Think she's stupid?

Mo Jingchun put down the bowl angrily, very unconvinced.

The second dish came up, which was braised spring bamboo shoots in oil.

Freshly unearthed bamboo shoots are difficult to taste early or late.

The meat of this bamboo shoot is white and crisp, and the taste is delicious, but under the heavy oil and salt, Mo Jingchun still tasted a trace of astringency that is difficult to hide, which greatly reduces the taste of this dish.

She stopped eating after holding two chopsticks, and Bo Qingshan saw this and asked her what was wrong.

Mo Jingchun suddenly thought of a very famous dish in spring, and said to him: "After a few days, I will ask my uncle to dig spring bamboo shoots in the mountains, and I will make a pickled tuk xian." ”

I don't know if the bacon dried at home this year is good, so I just came to make this dish.

The subsequent shepherd's cabbage wonton, toon scrambled eggs, and steamed locust flowers can all be called delicious, accounting for the name of seasonal food, and it is still very good to eat a fun.

After eating and drinking, Bo Qingshan asked the guy for directions and went to find the old friend, while Hang Sheng said that there was something wrong and would wait for them at the city gate in a while.

Mo Jingchun asked him more than once if he was going too?

Bo Qingshan hooked the corners of his lower lip at her, and said with relief: "Mr. Guo is very good at learning, and the little granddaughter of his hometown is as old as you, and she is very kind, so you don't have to be afraid." ”

Mo Jingchun thought that such people lived in a big mansion, but she didn't expect Bo Qingshan to take her to a remote and inconspicuous thatched courtyard, pointed at it and said, "By the way, this is it." ”

Mo Jingchun looked at this small courtyard that was not much better than her earthen house in disbelief: "That old gentleman... Live here? ”

"Hahaha... It's a boy from the Bo family, right? I received your letter the day before yesterday, so you should go into the room and sit down! I'll talk to you when I'm done repairing this roof!" ”

On the roof, there was a loud voice, full of energy.

Both of them looked up and saw a sturdy old man, with white hair, squatting on the roof and thatching.

Seeing this picture, Mo Jingchun's heart tightened, for fear that the old man would not be able to stand on his feet and fall down.

Bo Qingshan arched his hand towards Guo Bi and said, "Grandpa Guo, I haven't seen you for a long time, you should be old and strong!" ”

Guo Bi laughed, pointed at him and said, "You are a descendant, not as good as me!" ”

Bo Qingshan shook his head with a smile and went straight into the house.

Mo Jingchun followed him and looked inside the house.

The whole room is simple but clean and bright, with all the utensils.

Pottery vases and clay pots are lined up, and orchids and wild flowers are scattered among them, revealing their own elegant charm in the simplicity.

Bo Qingshan asked her rhetorically, "What do you think of here?" ”

Mo Jingchun admired this old gentleman very much, living alone, and being able to clean up the dilapidated environment so quietly.

She praised from the bottom of her heart: "Although it is a little old, it is very wild." ”

……

Bo Qingshan sounded familiar, and then found that it was exactly what he said when he first arrived in Mojia Village to evaluate his current residence.

This girl!

Copy it right, what is this?

He folded the fan and tapped her on the head: "Go back and learn to read with me." ”

I don't know what he thinks, but suddenly the idea of teaching people to read and write suddenly came to mind.

Mo Jingchun's eyes lit up: "Really? ”

Can she read and write?

"What really?"

Guo Bi repaired the roof, got down from the ladder, and walked in with a tool in one hand.

"Grandpa Guo, it was I who told this girl to tell her to read, otherwise she would not have to make people laugh when she went out."

Bo Qingshan briefly introduced Mo Jingchun to Guo Bi by the way: "I live in Mojia Village now, and I happened to come to visit you. This is the little girl in the village, let her lead the way to find you today, but it's really hard to find. ”

He pretended to sweat.

Guo Bi looked at Mo Jingchun with a smile and praised: "It must be that the countryside scenery is just right to give birth to a girl with such a symbol, but there is a name?" ”

Some families don't name girls, and they just call a girl a girl.

Bo Qingshan's eyes gestured, and let her say it herself.

Mo Jingchun pursed his lips, met Guo Bi's gentle gaze, and was not so nervous, and whispered: "Mo Jingchun." ”

"Mo Jingchun?"

Guo Bi's eyes were full of approval.

This girl must have a pair of parents who love her to come up with such an ingenious name.