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Chapter 34
Lu Xing's mouth was red and swollen from eating, but he couldn't bear to let it go.

After Lu Xing finished eating, Xu Ruoruo handed over a bamboo tube of water at the right time: "Drink some water."

Lu Xing took it and drank it all in one gulp.

"Slow down." Xu Ruoruo stretched out his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief twice: "Next time you should eat clear soup."

Lu Xing's whole body froze for an instant, a mouthful of water stuck in his throat, he couldn't go up or down, and he choked on his last breath.

Xu Ruoruo patted him on the shoulder: "You can't even drink water."

Lu Xing coughed worse.

"You, why are you wiping my mouth?" Lu Xing didn't dare to look up at Xu Ruoruo.

Xu Ruoruo said: "It's not that you have no free hands, you are holding bamboo tubes."

Lu Xing: ".Next time I will come by myself."

Xu Ruoruo let out a "hmm", and suddenly saw Lu Xing's reddened ears, and suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

Lu Xing, he couldn't be shy.

Also normal.

Still a child after all.

I ate Mala Tang here with relish, and made the shopkeeper of the shop next door cry.

The shopkeeper finally couldn't bear it anymore, swallowed his saliva, and walked to the front of the cart: "Little lady, how do you sell this thing?"

Xu Ruoruo: "Vegetarian ones are worth one penny, and meat ones are two pennies."

"Hey," said the shopkeeper, "Your price is not cheap, you can buy a meat bun for two pennies."

"It tastes like this," Xu Ruoruo smiled, very arrogantly: "I promise you can't taste this taste anywhere else."

"What a big tone, I want to see if you are talking big." The shopkeeper was aroused, "Then give me two bunches of mushrooms, two bunches of dried bamboo shoots, two bunches of fried tofu, and another bunch of radishes." .”

Xu Ruoruo pasted a piece of paper on the trolley, and briefly wrote down the ingredients.

It was this word that I couldn't bear to look at, so Xu Ruoruo drew some pictures again.

The shopkeeper frowned and said, "What is this drawing of yours?"

"Pork head meat is delicious."

The shopkeeper's face suddenly revealed a disgusted expression: "Give me two skewers of chicken."

"Okay," Xu Ruoruo said without hesitation, "Then do you want spicy or non-spicy?"

"Spicy!" The young man just ate spicy food, and he wanted spicy food too.

Xu Ruoruo moved quickly, put the skewers he ordered into the bamboo tube, scooped up a spoonful of soup, added some freshly chopped green onions, and handed it to the shopkeeper: "Please use it slowly, thank you for coming, if you think it tastes good, come again oh."

"You don't need to say, I will definitely come back again if it tastes good." The shopkeeper added: "If it's not delicious, I will tell others."

The shopkeeper couldn't wait to return to his shop with the bamboo tube in his hands, and shouted in the backyard: "Daughter-in-law, come and taste this new thing, and see if it's delicious."

The shopkeeper's daughter-in-law is not a local. She married from farther southwest. After so many years, she is not used to the taste here and the sweltering heat in summer.

"I won't eat it, you can eat it yourself."

The shopkeeper often bought some so-called "new foods", but she just vomited after eating them.

But before she could walk over, a strong and domineering scent hit her nostrils, whetting her appetite.

"What is this? It smells delicious."

When the shopkeeper heard that his daughter-in-law was really interested, he said excitedly, "This is called Malatang. It's a new stall just opened at the door. Try it quickly. If you think it's delicious, I'll buy it again."

He was holding a bunch of dried bamboo shoots. There were only two pieces of bamboo shoots on a smooth-shaved bamboo stick, wrapped in bright red soup, full of rich aroma.

The shopkeeper's daughter-in-law saw that it was dried bamboo shoots, so she opened her mouth to eat it. In an instant, the tastes of numbness, spicy, fresh, and fragrant collided in her mouth, and they rushed straight to the sky for an instant.

She didn't need to be fed by the shopkeeper, and took a skewer herself, but this time it was not dried bamboo shoots, but two thin pieces of chicken.

It looked like chicken breast. The shopkeeper's daughter-in-law hesitated for a moment. The chicken breast she had eaten before, no matter how it was cooked, would be a little bit woody.

But just now the taste of the dried bamboo shoots was so good that the shopkeeper's daughter-in-law finally put the stick to her mouth.

The chicken marinated by Xu Ruoruo's exclusive method is extremely tender, and it is completely different from the chicken she has eaten before.

The shopkeeper's daughter-in-law handed the remaining half to the shopkeeper: "Try it, the chicken is delicious, not bad at all."

When the shopkeeper was eating the piece of chicken, the shopkeeper's daughter-in-law had already taken the bamboo tube.

They ate one after another.

The shopkeeper watched his daughter-in-law's mouth turn red from eating, and refused to stop. He wanted to reach out to take a bunch of skewers several times, but then took them back.

After a while, the shopkeeper's daughter-in-law finished eating.

The shopkeeper looked at the empty bamboo tube and said to the cook at home, "Use this soup to cook me a bowl of noodles."

"I'll go buy some more."

The shopkeeper's wife reminded: "More mushrooms and bamboo shoots."

With a shopkeeper who bought and bought a second time as an example, those onlookers who were attracted by the fragrance couldn't bear it.

"I want three skewers of chicken, one skewer of radish and one skewer of mushrooms!"

"I want ten skewers of pork, five skewers of chicken, and two skewers of dried bamboo shoots!"

"This fried tofu is good, give me two more skewers!"

"..."

It was the first day of opening today, Xu Ruoruo didn't dare to do too much, but the business was unexpectedly good, she and Lu Xing were so busy.

In two hours, all the ingredients brought over were sold out.

Looking at the few people queuing in front of the trolley, Xu Ruoruo said apologetically, "I'm sorry everyone, today's ingredients are sold out, but I'll still be here tomorrow. If you want to eat, you can come back tomorrow."

Holding a sea bowl, the chubby middle-aged man who was about to taste something delicious from his old friend drooped his eyebrows, bent down and looked into the clay pot, and made sure there was nothing left: "Boss, you did too much. Less, I feel too uncomfortable if I want to eat!"

No one doesn't like being praised for what they do, Xu Ruoruo couldn't help laughing: "I'm really sorry, I must do more tomorrow."

At this time, a young man in a fine embroidered suit came over with several people. He was waving a folding fan in his hand, with a straw in his mouth, and walked in a manner that no relatives recognized.

Seeing him approaching, the people surrounding the cart stepped aside one after another.

This is Qian Xinghe, the eldest son of the Qian family, a well-known playboy in Jixing Town.

Qian Xinghe said arrogantly: "Give me five servings of Malatang."

A person who followed him whispered, "Xinghe, there are only four of us."

Qian Xinghe: "Shut up!"

It's so delicious, he can't eat two servings.

"I'm sorry, today's Malatang is sold out, please come back tomorrow."

"Come again tomorrow?" Qian Xinghe put away the folding fan and said viciously: "You dare to make me wait, go back and get it now."

　Thank you Xiao Rui for the recommendation ticket~
　　


(End of this chapter)