Zhang Jianjun's kind attitude made Lu Qian suddenly less restrained.

Although they met at the banquet before, they all followed her father and said hello and it was over.

Moreover, this is different from the past, if the development goes well, she is likely to become the other party's daughter-in-law.

The identity is different, and the mood is naturally different.

"Dad, this sweet porridge, you have high blood pressure, you can't eat more."

Zhang Mingyuan saw that his father was eating a bowl in his hand, and which bowl was there, and interrupted with a strong mouth.

Zhang Jianjun: ......

"How can I eat a bowl!"

Zhang Jianjun still wanted to struggle, but looking at his son's unflinching eyes, he withdrew his hand aggrievedly.

Then he pouted, and he didn't want to be annoying here.

"You guys eat, I'll go find Xiaolin."

After that, he walked to Lin Zhou with the porridge in his hand, and saw that there were customers busy in front of the stall, so he started eating first.

Scoop up a spoonful of piping hot eight-treasure porridge, blow it, and send it directly to your mouth.

At his age, he is no longer afraid of being hot.

After eating for so many years, my mouth has long been trained to be iron-clad.

The first thing you feel in your mouth is the faint scent of osmanthus.

The fragrance of osmanthus is relatively simple when smelled alone, but it is different when cooked in eight-treasure porridge.

Sweet and fragrant, the aroma of various ingredients is integrated, and one spoonful can be tasted slowly for a long time.

The rice and all kinds of beans are boiled, and you can taste the sweetness of red dates, but you can't see the red dates, all of them are boiled into slag and melted in the porridge.

When you take a bite of chestnuts, the dense texture is rustling, and it is really addictive.

How can there be such a delicious eight-treasure porridge!

You can eat different ingredients in every bite.

How can this drink a bowl be enough!

......

It was nearly nine o'clock before Xie Hong dragged his father to the top of the mountain.

The brothers have already finished the first bowl of porridge and moved on to the second bowl.

Seeing that Xie Hong's father and son had arrived, they hurriedly handed over the two eight-treasure porridge that had been packed.

"Taste it, this eight-treasure porridge is amazing, I have never drunk such a delicious eight-treasure porridge in my life!"

Xie Hong listened to the familiar words, and resisted the urge to roll his eyes, he was really a group of science men, uneducated, and he didn't change the words of praise.

He could hear this phrase every day when he drank porridge.

"Dad, try it, it's delicious!"

In the next second, Xie Hong said the same thing and handed the eight-treasure porridge to his father.

Father Xie didn't shirk either, and sat directly on the big stone in the scenic spot, he was so tired at the moment that he could really paralyze in a second.

If it weren't for the fact that he was an elder and saved some face in front of the child, he would have laid down a long time ago.

Father Xie thought that he had climbed the mountain so hard for this bowl of porridge, so he cheered up and started eating.

The moment he opened the bowl and smelled the sweet fragrance on his face, he knew that the bowl of porridge must not taste bad.

He is a catering, not to mention how good his cooking skills are, but he can still eat.

This porridge has been packed for a while, the temperature is not so hot, and it tastes just right in the summer.

If it's too hot, you can sweat.

He took the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl twice, watching the smooth porridge slide down the edge of the spoon in large chunks, there was a different kind of temptation.

Bite into your mouth.

"it." *2

Xie Hong and his father expressed the same uneducated feelings.

For a moment, I couldn't think of any other words to describe it except for the groan.

The mouth is full of sweet, fragrant, glutinous and slippery......

Taro is boiled in white water, and it is delicious with a little sugar.

When simmered with so many ingredients, the taste is doubled.

The fragrance of dried osmanthus is ubiquitous in the boiling process, and it blends well with the sweetness of honey.

There is also the sweetness of the rest of the ingredients themselves.

For example, the mellow flavor of taro and chestnut, as well as the sweetness of longan and red dates, have many ingredients like drinking sugar water, and even rice grains have no sense of existence.

I can't stop drinking it.

Father Xie finished a bowl of porridge in three or two times, looked at the empty bottom of the bowl, scooped it twice without giving up, and then didn't eat enough, and looked at Lin Zhou not far away.

"You still can't eat, I'm going to buy a few bowls."

Xie Hong hurriedly raised his hand, he didn't have enough to eat.

The rest of the people had already drunk the second bowl, indicating that they would not eat it.

Father Xie found the trash can, threw the disposable empty bowl into it, and went straight to Lin Zhou's stall.

"Boss, two more bowls of porridge."

"Okay, one hundred and one bowls."

Father Xie's expression was stunned, and Lin Zhou asked if he wanted to see this.

Father Xie didn't enjoy it at all, even if it was a hundred yuan a bowl, he couldn't say that he didn't want it, nodded and scanned the code to pay.

This porridge is really expensive, it is worthy of being on the top of the scenic mountain.

What's the difference with an amusement park I've been to before and an ice cream costs 68, it's all about grabbing money.

No, there is a difference.

At least the eight treasure porridge is invincible and delicious in the universe, and it is worth a hundred yuan.

68 An ice cream is a fool's pit.

"Thank you."

......

After selling the last eight-treasure porridge, there was still a little left at the bottom of the bucket, not enough to hold a bowl, so Lin Zhou was ready to close the stall and go down the mountain.

It may be that there have been more repeat customers in the past two days, and they are selling quickly.

Didn't let the mountain climber wait too long.

Zhang Mingyuan and Lu Qian went down the mountain after eating porridge, one was going to work, and the other was estimated to be in a hurry to go back to find the masseur, and they walked quickly.

"Boss, is there no porridge?"

Shao Xiaoxiao rushed to the top of the mountain before Lin Zhou closed the stall.

She had short legs, and she had to take three steps for the distance of two steps.

The hardships along the way are simply simple.

I didn't expect her to climb the mountain so hard, and when she first came, she saw the handsome guy selling porridge closing the stall.

It was a bolt from the blue.

She threw herself in front of Lin Zhou's stall, but her feet were weak, and she didn't stand firm and fell to the ground.

Lin Zhou: ......

Is this touching porcelain?

The moment Shao Xiaoxiao fell, she felt the sight of the people around her, and she was directly loveless.

Lying on the ground, he closed his eyes directly and peacefully.

"It's good to be young, fall asleep."

Zhang Jianjun, who was next to him, saw this scene and sighed in surprise.

The increase in his eyes was like seeing something new.

Lin Zhou who heard this: ......

I wanted to laugh but was afraid to laugh out loud, and the little girl lay down in shame and couldn't get up.

"Well, are you okay?"

Lin Zhou couldn't help but smile and walked up to Shao Xiaoxiao and asked gently.

There was a faint smile in his voice, which neutralized the sense of distance he brought to people as a handsome guy.

"It's okay, I'm just too tired from climbing the mountain and want to lie down."

Lin Zhou helped the person up, and nodded reluctantly, indicating that he believed it.

"That, boss...... Is there still porridge? ”

Shao Xiaoxiao thought that she was already so embarrassed, she tossed for a long time, if she didn't drink the porridge again, she was afraid that she would really cry.

"There's not enough left, do you want to ...... it?"

"Don't mind, I need some porridge urgently to comfort myself."

Lin Zhou nodded with a smile, took out a transparent packing box, and carefully scooped out the remaining eight-treasure porridge in the bucket.