Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 158 As if Licked by a Dog

Gao Guangmin looked at Mrs. Shan just like looking at a liar.

Alas, if Qiu Mei was still young, how could someone just believe her?
Mrs. Shan picked up Little Rainbow, weighed her, and put her back on the bed.

"I'll go back and prepare first."

As soon as the person left, Gao Guangmin pulled Qiu Mei and chattered, "I know you have made money now, but money is not spent in such a way, it has to be spent wisely!"

Qiu Mei nodded, "Anyway, let's try it first, if it doesn't taste good, then we don't need to spend money."

Gao Guangmin was speechless and could only sit by and wait.

After another half an hour, the rest of the family also came back. Qiu Yu was holding two stones that he got from no one knew where, and he was circling them in his palm like treasures.

Qiu Mei took it away, "Stop playing, go do your homework."

Qiu Yu was discouraged, so she could only run over and kiss her two sisters, and then politely took out her notebook and sat at the table scratching her ears and cheeks.

Suddenly, an indescribable aroma came from the kitchen, and the smell made people move their index fingers.

Qiu Mei had smelled it once at Mrs. Shan's house before, but the marinade was slightly cold at that time, and it was not as overbearing as it was just out of the pot.

This smell seems to be an invisible hook, hooking out all the gluttons in everyone's stomach.

Even Gao Guangmin, who was determined to find a way to get him out, kept sniffing with his nose open, let alone the performance of other people.

Little Rainbow made a whining sound like a trumpet, wishing she could learn to walk now, hugging Madam Shan's leg and let her feed him a few mouthfuls.

Qiu Yu even put the pen on the table directly, rubbed his belly and said, "Mother, what does it taste like? How can people learn from this?"

You don't want to study even if you don't have this taste, Qiu He glanced at his younger brother but didn't expose it.

Even Qiu Shan, who was trimming farm tools in the yard, opened the door and poked his head in, "Who is cooking today?"

Just as Qiu Mei was about to speak, Mrs. Shan came out holding the crock.

This was newly bought when I came here. It is said that using this kind of jar can seal the aroma longer and make the lo-mei blend more properly.

Pairs of eyes fixed on the earthen jar intently.

Mrs. Shan greeted with a smile: "Try it all."

Especially looking at Gao Guangmin, "This is the captain, right? If you taste our craftsmanship, it's worth two hundred."

Gao Guangmin wanted to say it wasn't worth it, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the saliva almost flowed down, so he hurriedly took out a piece of chicken wing with a pair of chopsticks.

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

The viscous marinade wraps the chicken wings like amber, and there are different levels of fragrance in the mouth.

Gao Guangmin wanted to pick up another chopstick, but couldn't bear to swallow the contents of his mouth, it was a dilemma.

Little Rainbow Treasure was babbling next to her, anxious to death, Qiu Mei dipped some marinade with her chopsticks for the little guy to sip.

There are too many seasonings in it, children should eat less.

But even if it was such a small taste, Little Rainbow Treasure also ate it loudly, and his eyes narrowed intoxicated.

One chicken was not enough for several people, and soon only the marinade at the bottom of the crock was slightly rippling. Qiu Yu turned his eyes and went to the kitchen to bring some steamed buns.

Then pour the marinade into the plate and eat with steamed buns.

The rest followed suit.

When the sixth or seventh steamed bun was eaten, the crowd finally couldn't stand up.

Gao Guangmin's face turned red looking at the plate, and he was almost ashamed to see Mrs. Shan's face.

It's really like the bottom of the plate has been licked by a dog.

Gao Guangmin never thought that lo mei could be so delicious.

(End of this chapter)