"I I''ve had I''m always hungry recently. If I don''t eat, I''m very flustered, so So, before you came back, I and I ate some. " Yunmei lowered her head, and the more she said, the smaller her voice.


    Everyone didn''t eat it, but they ate it first. It felt like eating alone. I''m sorry to say that.


    "Oh, yes, you''re eating for two now. Last year, my wife wrote that my eldest daughter-in-law was as hungry as if she hadn''t had a meal. She couldn''t eat later. She ate a lot, but she was hungry again The old man said with understanding, but as soon as he talked about family affairs, he was full of happiness and had no blood and iron killing spirit on the battlefield.


    This makes Yunmei''s face even more red, as if she is like a chicken. Don''t say anything else. With a straight stomach, Yunmei gives a quick salute and goes back.


    The atmosphere when she just came back was restored. Shen Qing felt the pots. Fortunately, it was quite hot.


    At the beginning of the fashion dish, because they didn''t know when they would come back, they put them in the covered earthen jar with better thermal insulation effect, and since they haven''t eaten, they can keep their secret.


    "Girl, if you are lazy and don''t go to the mountain, you must do something that my old man hasn''t eaten before." Mr. Zhao looked expectantly at the pots.


    "Of course!" Shen Qing said, but she went to lift the lid.


    A strong sweet smell came to my face. In the earthen jar, there were pieces of deep red, shiny, fat and thin meat wrapped in oil, which made people have a big appetite.


    "This is..." Although Mr. Zhao had eaten many delicious dishes, including the Palace Banquet, they were all good-looking and not delicious. They were set like flowers, but they tasted like chewing wax. Moreover, they were all made up of vegetables and leaves. How could they enjoy eating meat.


    This meat dish not only smells delicious, but also looks comfortable. It''s not like the meat stewed by the young men in the military camp. It''s all white flowers, big pieces by big, and you''ll lose your appetite.


    "Uncle Zhao, it''s called braised pork. Xiaoqing''s specialty. Try it." For the old man''s question, before Shen Qing said anything, Mo Huan answered first. At the same time, he put a piece of chopsticks on Zhao''s plate.


    Mr. Zhao had been eating in a hurry in the morning. Now he was so hungry that his chest was close to his back. Suddenly, he saw this fragrant and bright piece of meat. He couldn''t help but think about it and put it into his mouth.


    "Well..." The old man chewed happily with surprise on his face, and his eyes narrowed. Zhao xuanzhi was very surprised: is it so delicious?


    But not necessarily, know Xiaoqing so long, her cooking can always give you a refreshing feeling.


    "How does it taste, old man?" Mo Huan asked happily beside him.


    "Well, it''s delicious. It''s delicious." The old man really praised, but immediately realized what was wrong. He stared at Mo Huan and asked, "how do you know what this is called?"


    "Xiaoqing and I opened a restaurant together. There will be this dish in it. Xiaoqing has already taught the cook how to do it. Of course, my boss will try it first. " Mo Huan said triumphantly.


    He is the first to taste it. It belongs to his preferential treatment. No one else has it!


    Mr. Zhao didn''t think so much. He glared at him and went to clip it himself. However, Zhao xuanzhi, who had been sitting quietly, felt as if he had poured a jar of vinegar.


    He didn''t care much about who was the first to eat this dish, but seeing Mo Huan''s expression now immersed in happiness and joy, and seeing his kind eyes when he looked at Shen Qing, he hurt his heart.


    In the past, they used to be together, but ah Huan only looked at him with admiration and dependence, but never with such love, like a promise to give each other endless care and protection.


    Just thinking about it, Shen Qing''s slender hands opened the lid of another jar, and another kind of fragrance came out.


    There was no need for Shen Qing to do anything else. Mo Huan, like the owner of the dish, gave Mr. Zhao another piece. At the same time, he said, "Uncle Zhao, try this again. It''s called Sufu spareribs."


    "Ah?! What? " The old man of spareribs has seen and eaten it. The meat on the bone is delicate and compact, fragrant but not greasy. But he can''t understand why the meat bone is red? Isn''t it like the cardan dyed on a woman''s fingernails, which is made of flowers?


    "Uncle Zhao, Sufu is actually the sauce tofu we make here. This is the spareribs made from it. Try it." Shen Qing explains beside, also clip a piece to Zhao xuanzhi at the same time.


    Zhao Xuan one Zheng, immediately a warm current gushes in the heart, is ah Huan with her, is also this kind of feeling? So, he would rather give up himself and be with her?


    "Well, it''s good, you girl, with your tofu, my old man can only come here to eat it!" Not to mention, the old man who is fond of meat really likes the taste.


    "Actually, I don''t have to. I''ll have this dish in every restaurant in the future. If Uncle Zhao wants to eat it, just go to my restaurant." Mo Huan said with a smile.


    "You''re a smart boy. You earn all your money on Uncle Zhao!" Although the old man said so, his face was happy and satisfied. What he said to Mo Huan was also full of love.When Shen Qing lifted the lid of another flat plate, a sweet and sour smell flew out. The sweet and sour smell was so delicious.


    But Shen Qing is a stiff, just now also full of happiness will also be stiff in the face. But just for a moment, she recovered as before, only the corner of her mouth smile, it seems a little bitter.


    "Uncle Zhao, please try this." Shen Qing emotion not high ground says, hand Mo Huan a pair of chopsticks at the same time, signal he clip to the old man, oneself, don''t want to start.


    Mo Huan looks at Shen Qing strangely. Last time in their new restaurant, after finishing this dish, Shen Qing comes out of the kitchen. He finds her eyes red and depressed.


    I thought that she didn''t make this dish well, but after tasting it, he only felt that no one would make the fish so delicious again, but why was she not happy.


    Now it''s because of the fish, and she''s unhappy again. What''s the reason?


    "Miss Qing, what''s the point about this fish?" Mr. Zhao now put all his interest on eating, and didn''t notice the subtle emotional changes of others.


    "Oh It''s called sweet and sour fish. " Shen Qing returns to a way briefly and comprehensively, finish saying a rise, discover the old man of opposite still stares at oneself to see, seem to wait for her to continue to say what again.