Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 262 Small Fishing Village

Sang Xiaoyu asked puzzledly: "Why is such an expensive soup covered with cabbage and tofu? Isn't it good to call it seafood soup?"

The woman was a little smug, and said happily: "I don't know about this, maybe it's a mystery, I told Lao Huang just now, if you can't drink it, we won't say it."

There was approval in those eyes, which means that you are knowledgeable, and you can be regarded as having met a bosom friend.

Sang Xiaoyu took the woman's hand in a friendly manner and said, "Sister-in-law, thank you so much for your hospitality."

The woman was overjoyed, and said: "Old Huang just said that you are nice people, I think you are really nice people."

Li Junhao thanked and asked more pragmatically: "I would like to take the liberty to ask, do you still have the original ancestral secret recipe? We are a restaurant, can we learn from it?"

Lao Huang just frowned symbolically, and then relaxed.

Sang Xiaoyu felt that he was a bit abrupt, this is a secret recipe after all, but the woman stared at her husband everywhere, seeing his amiable appearance, and said disapprovingly: "What kind of ancestral secret recipe, there is the original list, but the things in it we It's long gone now."

Sang Xiaoyu immediately said, "Can we take a look?"

The woman glanced at Lao Huang and said, "Are you still in the box?"

Lao Huang got up, took out a small box from a cabinet, and took out a small yellowed book, and opened a page for them to read.

Sang Xiaoyu immediately took a picture with his mobile phone, and thanked him a thousand times.

Lao Huang pointed to the ingredients in the small book and said: "The complexity here is not the ingredients, but the process of cooking each of them and the size of the fire. There are also a few Chinese herbs in it, which should be gone or renamed now. .

Don't add this traditional Chinese medicine. The times are different, and the usage of the medicine has also changed a lot. Don't make any mistakes after taking it. This thing is nothing, but it is very troublesome and complicated to make. "

The woman said: "One time I thought it was too troublesome, so I put everything in it all at once, but it didn't work at all, it was exactly the same as the usual soup."

Sang Xiaoyu asked carefully: "How long will it take?"

Then Lao Huang opened the little book again and asked them to look at the little black dots behind each ingredient, saying that a little black dot represents 15 minutes...

Sang Xiaoyu and Li Junhao immediately put their heads together, and they found that each ingredient was separated by small dots, some were more and some were less. If Lao Huang didn't tell, the two of them would not be able to decipher it in their lifetime.

Sang Xiaoyu expressed his thanks again, and said: "I really didn't know that this soup is so troublesome and time-consuming. If I knew, I wouldn't be able to swallow it by myself."

The little boy immediately said, "My mother served me a bowl."

Just as the woman was about to scold him, the girl felt that the soup was a good thing after hearing what they said, and said aggrievedly: "I don't have my share of good things."

Li Junhao smacked his lips and said that he misses the taste of soup again.

The woman said, "Let me boil some more for you."

Sang Xiaoyu and Li Junhao shook their heads together, and said, "I definitely don't want it, it's too troublesome, and I want to have a good aftertaste."

Lao Huang just laughed and agreed with what they said, saying that no matter how good the food is, it would be tasteless to drink every day.

Sang Xiaoyu felt that she was sorry for the family, but unfortunately, when she came, she never expected to disturb them. If she knew that his family had children, she would have to buy some gifts and send them.

Li Junhao jokingly said: "Old Huang, you can open a small restaurant with this soup, and I will keep it popular in your fish village."

Before Lao Huang could speak, the woman took it and said, "What to do, it takes too much time. I cook a pot a day, and I can't drink the northwest wind."

Li Junhao grinned his teeth and said that when I get old, I will point to this soup. I can sell one pot a day, and the price of one pot is [-] yuan.

The woman was a little disdainful and said, "Then you have to pay for it."

After speaking, he smiled at Lao Huang, who also laughed and said, "The cost is really not low, and it will take time."

Sang Xiaoyu went back to the house and said with a smile, does this soup look like life?

Li Junhao said, have you committed the petty bourgeoisie again?Can a bowl of soup give you a taste of life?
Sang Xiaoyu was thoughtful, and said that this is really a wonderful dish. It is unremarkable on the surface, and no one takes cabbage and tofu seriously. It is wonderful because of the ingredients and skill behind it.

The most important thing is the word boil.

All success is achieved, there are no shortcuts.No one is successful overnight. Behind all the glamor there is bitterness that you can't see.

If you want to be successful, you must withstand countless trials, endure long-term pain, and endure the loneliness of loneliness.One word, "boil".

Only by being able to endure it, clenching your teeth and not letting go, insisting that the green hill will stand up, and not giving up halfway, can you have a bright future.The difference between success and failure lies in the word "boil".

Sang Xiaoyu said that she is the cabbage or tofu in the soup, but the people behind her are the most precious ingredients. They are buried in the soup, and everyone only sees the cabbage and tofu, and the real skill is behind it.

Li Junhao said that she was sour, and said that she loves Lenovo when she has nothing to do, and this problem will never be corrected in this life.

Sang Xiaoyu smiled bitterly, she felt that this was the biggest difference between her and Li Junhao.

Being unable to communicate mentally, she has always felt that this aspect is particularly important.

Seeing Sang Xiaoyu's ecstasy, Li Junhao thought she was still thinking about soup, so he jokingly said: "How about I be your personal secretary tomorrow? I will definitely learn this soup, and cook it for you every day."

Sang Xiaoyu asked seriously: "The secretary is the secretary, why are you still close?"

Li Junhao approached her and said, "Dear me."

Sang Xiaoyu gave him a hard look and said he was out of shape.

Li Junhao said that he is not her follower, why is this vice president just a cover?

Sang Xiaoyu laughed, saying that he also functions as an assistant.

Li Junhao looked at her and said: "I really can't forget the taste of this soup, can you go back to Meilanjiang and make me one?"

Sang Xiaoyu laughed and said, "You just wanted to make it for me, why did you go back on your word? I don't know if there is such a craft, and it will ruin your good memories."

Li Junhao said: "I do it for you because I am your subordinate, and you do it for me because you are a woman. I want to experience your cuddly side."

Li Junhao knows that Sang Xiaoyu likes football very much and is an out-and-out football fan. She often cried when watching the football, saying that the stadium is life, especially when those famous players retire or get injured. , she was too sad to add.

Li Junhao jokingly said: "Didn't you say that the stadium is life? It's changed now? Tang is also life? Is this rain life? How can you always find life in everything?"

Sang Xiaoyu pondered, especially in the face of the endless rain outside, and muttered to himself: "Everything in nature exists in this society, and of course they are here to reflect life."

(End of this chapter)