"Brother Da Wei?!" Mo Ying was a little surprised, "Why are you here too?" ”

"Yesterday, I heard you say that Jingchun Girl's shop opened today, why is it from the same village, I also came to congratulate you, hehe."

Fang Dawei smiled, and in his other hand he was still carrying something wrapped in oiled paper.

"A little heart, not a precious thing."

"Ah, brown sugar?"

Brown sugar is not too valuable?

Mo Jingchun thanked him again and again and invited people in.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, I can sit anywhere."

"Hey, then you'll eat with our family, right?"

Mo Ying didn't think about it so much, she invited him casually, but Mo Jingchun saw that the other party's eyes lit up instantly.

"Really? That's great! ”

A table for four people is just right.

During this period, Li also asked him with a smile how old he was, and had he ever been married?

Mo Ying didn't expect that the Li family would have to interrogate them after having a meal with others, so she turned red and desperately served vegetables for the Li family.

All this was seen by Mo Jingchun, who was secretly observing.

It seems that this is Lang You's concubine or not.

She pursed her lips and smiled, just taking the brown sugar sent by Fang Dawei to make a snack, and giving one to each table of guests.

Thanks to the popularity of the previous braised meat stall, three or four tables of guests came one after another on the first day of her "enjoyment of Qinghuan".

Some people passing by were curious, and they were also watching outside.

I didn't notice it before, isn't this a peanut and melon seed shop? When did it become a hotel?

People who are watching with this mentality see that there are more and more people in the store, and they are all very familiar with the shopkeeper, and they are more and more guessing where this store was opened before, and there are so many repeat customers?

Ma Benyong lives in this neighborhood, and most of the surrounding residents know him. For no other reason, because he was the number one idle idler on this street, relying on some ancestral property in his family, he did not want to ponder the business in the shop all day, so he liked to wander around the street.

When I was tired, I found a small shop, sat down to eat and drink, and lived for most of my life, and my mouth became more and more picky, and I even won the title of a glutton.

Some newcomers to the teahouse restaurant want to make a name, and they will spend money to invite him to the town and comment in public.

Diners also love to watch it, because he doesn't just blindly praise after receiving money, if he doesn't do well, he still approves it in large numbers.

It's such a person, seeing that a new foot shop called Xiang Qinghuan has opened next to his home, he happened to be hungry again, so he swaggered in.

The onlookers all knew him, and now they were even more reluctant to leave with a lively mood, so they simply gathered around the door to see how he commented.

If it's delicious, it's okay to come back more often.

"Shopkeeper!" Ma Benyong narrowed his eyes, his long beard was about to drag to the table, and shouted loudly.

He knew that people outside were watching him, and sometimes he deliberately pretended to shout at the shopkeeper to amuse the crowd.

"I'm the shopkeeper, this guest officer, what do you want?"

Mo Jingchun came out of the kitchen when he heard the sound.

"You're the shopkeeper?" Ma Benyong narrowed his eyes even smaller, "That'...... Call your chef here! ”

Embarrassed him with a little doll, isn't it impossible to do it!

Belch......

"I'm the cook."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Jingchun heard Ma Benyong scolding in a low voice, and then asked her viciously:

"Little girl, are you ten years old?"

“…… Guest, you're here for dinner, it has nothing to do with my age, right? ”

"Yo! Did you hear that? This breath! ”

He pointed at Mo Jingchun in a strange voice, squeezing his eyebrows at the audience outside.

Frightened, Mo Jingchun took two steps back and hit the table in a row behind him.

Mo Ying stopped eating, stood up and looked at this side, and Fang Dawei didn't eat either.

They didn't know Ma Benyong, and thought they were here to find fault.

Ma Benyong saw their frightened expressions, and suddenly smiled again: "Don't know me? ”

"I don't know." Mo Jingchun shook his head honestly.

"Hahahaha...... Okay, okay, finally someone who doesn't know my old horse has come, so let the old horse see the kung fu of your girl! ”

He patted the table and read to the menu on the wall, "Bring me a stewed chicken, a steamed fish, and a basil cabbage...... A spicy fried winter bamboo shoot, and a bowl of fragrant rice! ”

One person ordered four dishes, and Mo Jingchun couldn't help but remind him: "Will it be too much?" ”

"No more, no more, Lao Ma can eat even if he orders four more dishes! I'm afraid your little girl will cook it too badly! ”

……

This man is really strange.

Mo Jingchun had no choice but to go to the back kitchen and make it for him.

While chopping vegetables in the back kitchen, I could still hear his chattering voice in front of me: "Enjoy Qinghuan, enjoy Qinghuan, the most delicious taste in the world is Qinghuan, I'm afraid I can't enjoy it!" ”

it! He only needs to make his own dishes, whether it is delicious or not, he will know when he eats it in a while!

Mo He was worried that he would talk nonsense after eating and devalue the things in their store to worthless, what should he do?

"The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. Besides, if this person is really so shameless, he just wants to blackmail us with money, should we give it again and again? Sister-in-law rest assured, the other customers in the store are still there, whether it is delicious or not, they can taste it with their mouths. ”

Mo Jingchun calmly served the dishes one by one and personally delivered them to his table.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with color and fragrance, color and fragrance."

The red, green, and green glances are very good-looking, and Ma Benyong also closed his eyes and sniffed around before eating, which is a habit of his.

The spectators are also used to it, and they don't rush him.

"Okay, good, old horse try this steamed fish first!"

The curiosity of the spectators was aroused, and the steamed fish in another newly opened restaurant a few days ago was picked by Ma Benyong: the earthy smell of the fish was heavy, the soy sauce was too much, and the fish scales were not cleaned......

I don't know if this family will be scolded?

After all, the chef is a girl who is only ten years old, and the chef of that restaurant is a man over 30 years old!

"Hmm......"

Ma Benyong's first chopsticks stretched out to the belly of the fish and put it in his mouth, and a satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face as he chewed it.

"Huh? The old horse smiled? ”

"It's a good meal, isn't it?"

"I guess, he vomited it all last time without chewing two bites!"

There was a lot of discussion outside, and the second chopsticks that Ma Benyong went to clip explained everything.

"Fish, soybean oil, green onions......" Ma Benyong was quite satisfied, and went to taste a dish with a pleasant face, "Your fish is okay, let me try the stewed chicken!" ”

"You put rock sugar in this chicken, right?"

He stared at Mo Jingchun with a bright eye.

Mo Jingchun was surprised, she just put a few small pieces, this person can eat them?

"Haha, there's a layer of grease on the chicken with rock sugar. And you're simmering chicken with wine in it and not a drop of water, right? ”

After Mo Jingchun nodded, he showed an expression that was really like this: "Look, nothing can escape my old horse's tongue!" ”