Delicious Lady: Lord Wolf, please enter the urn

Chapter 16 Facial paralysis is very good at eating

When we arrived at the stall, Wang San came again.

But not to collect money, but to flirt.

"Morning son!"

The cold-faced man stood with his hands behind his back, watching Man Yue handling the small cart, tiny beads of sweat oozed from his smooth forehead.Although the cart is light, it takes a little effort to set up and unfold all the folding panels.

The good-looking Jianmei frowned slightly, glanced at Wang San, and then at Man Yue.

Wang San was stunned for a moment, but then became happy.Stepping forward nimbly, he said, "Oh my god, how can a girl do this kind of rough work? Little lady, what do you say, I'll help you."

"Then, what's the point of that?"

Yang Manyue quickly waved her hands, "You are a public servant, how can you do this kind of rough work? Brother Wang has already taken care of us a lot, so I don't want to bother you anymore."

"Don't bother, don't bother!"

Wang San's heart villain lasagna: Girl, you are letting go!If you don't let me work, Master Leng Hou will fry me up!Where is the trouble?You let me work to save us! !

Seeing Leng Yun appearing here that time, he thought that Leng Yun had taken a fancy to Yang Manyue.So he wanted to find the beauty of an adult, to inquire about Yang Manyue's life experience, and to come up with a strategy of presenting flowers to seek a future.

But it was fine if he didn't inquire, but after inquiring, he was so scared that he didn't fall asleep for several nights!

Be nice!

This little lady is actually Leng Houye's unmarried wife, no wonder Leng Houye came to take care of her in person!
Although this Marquis Leng is the dragon and phoenix among the people, the number one fighter in the world, he has been branded as a "wife restrainer".It is pitiful enough for a small family to marry a household, but it is hard for a girl who finds two small families to escape bad luck.

He either died of an accident or died of illness.

Only this Yang Manyue, unwilling to reconcile herself, found a rope and hanged herself.Unexpectedly, it was a fate, and he survived.

If I am Leng Houye, I should be a human being and be a treasure!It's not a good reputation for a man who doesn't have a wife to tell.

If Yang Manyue survived, she must be Madam Hou from now on, how could she not be courteous?
It's just strange that Lord Leng Hou didn't seem to want to let Miss Yang know his identity, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Is it because he is afraid that his reputation as a god of evil will scare girls?Want to develop a relationship first?
Fortunately, it is now!
If it was decades ago, where could the girl's family go out to do business?It is also due to the late Emperor Shengming, who not only reprimanded footbinding as a bad habit that hurts nature and reason, but also imitated the Song Dynasty, allowing women to go out to make a living, otherwise Lenghou would have a hard time seeing girls.

A few decades ago, regardless of whether you were a commoner or a prince, if you never met before marriage, you would be scolded to death.

After inquiring about Yang Manyue's matter clearly, Wang San's attitude did not dare to be casual. This is the future Mrs. Hou Ye.If I take good care of myself now, how can I be better off myself in the future?

The members of the Ye family are also fools. As long as Yang Manyue succeeds in marrying Leng Houye, hehe, sooner or later the forced marriage will be settled by others.

The birth of a small family has no vision!Still pointing at his son getting promoted and getting rich, dreaming?

Seeing people cold, Lord Hou saw that there was a fate here, and that baby's eyes turned green.

The majestic Lord Hou is willing to eat at a roadside stall.The little lady's heart ached even when she moved her hands, and she looked like her eyes. If it wasn't for the pirates a while ago, she would have stayed here every day.

No, did you come here as soon as you finished your work?
Tsk tsk, this girl from the Yang family is our nobleman!
Thinking of this, Wang San's heart became hot and hot, and his movements became more agile, "Miss Yang, I'll come, I'll come. Hey, I'm from the village. It's not easy for you orphans and widows. You should help. Don't You are being polite, you are being polite to me..."

Yang Manyue was a little speechless, this Wang San was getting more and more wrong.You don't really think that the noble son is interested in you, so you are here to show your courtesy, right?
Looking down at his flat chest, he felt sad for Wang San.

well……

We are stunted, how can people take a fancy to me?
Besides, it's not right to be in the wrong family. It's a high incense to go to a rich family to be a concubine with my worth, so what else can I expect?

I don't want to be a concubine, how good would it be to find a farmer to be a couple for the rest of my life?

The cart was propped open.The special shape attracted a group of people to watch, but they didn't dare to come over due to the strong air-conditioning produced by the man with the paralyzed face, and just watched from a distance.

After everything was arranged, Mancang set up the benches, and the cold-faced man sat down, very familiar with himself.

Yang Manyue lifted the lid of the pot, and a strong fragrance wafted out. Wang San, who had been busy for a long time, let out a "cuckoo" sound in his stomach, and Yang Manyue was immediately happy.

I hurriedly took out the fire, cut the well-tac-toe knife, cut the tofu into triangles, chopped the small intestine and lungs into small pieces, poured a spoonful of old soup from the pot into the bowl, and then added some garlic, pepper, and fermented bean curd. Just looking at it is pleasing to the eye.

After finishing a bowl, I handed it to Wang San, "Brother Wang, you have worked hard, eat something to fill your belly."

"Ai, ai!"

Wang San smiled until his face turned into a chrysanthemum, but halfway through the laugh, he suddenly froze there.

Cold, so cold!

It's cold on the left...

When I looked sideways, my face was green!

I saw Master Leng's hand resting in the air, apparently thinking that the young lady of the Yang family was going to hand him the first bowl.

"Gudong!"

Wang San swallowed, and broke out in a cold sweat.

He glanced timidly at Lord Leng, forced a smile, and said, "How can I keep eating the food from the little lady's house? No, is there still a nobleman here? The nobleman eats first, the nobleman eats first..."

Yang Manyue glanced at the cold-faced man, saw that he withdrew his hand, his face was still expressionless, and said, "I'll serve you another bowl."

"Just that bowl."

With a lift of her thin lips and a stretch of her long arms, she took the braised stew from Yang Manyue's hand, bowed her head and began to eat.

Why do you think he is a little upset?

Although he was still expressionless, the air pressure was significantly lower!

Looking at Wang San, and then at him, Yang Manyue felt as if she understood something.

cut!
These powerful people have such a bad temper, they are not close to the people at all!
After complaining in my heart, I hurriedly got a bowl for Wang San, then took out the pork liver and cut it into thin slices, made two portions, and said with a smile: "This pork liver tastes good too, try it."

As she spoke, she quickly mixed two dipping ingredients, but when she looked up again, she saw Wang San staring at her, as if she had seen a ghost.Looking at the cold-faced man looking at him for a moment, he couldn't help asking in wonder: "Brother Wang, you, what's wrong with you?"

Wang San's eyes slowly became focused, he took a breath, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Zhi Niang! The little lady's sword skills are simply superb, my God! It's amazing!"

Yang Manyue was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she had been abused by the system thousands of times, and this knife skill was indeed superb.Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Brother Wang is absurdly praised, it can't be regarded as the four words of supernatural skills..."

"At this speed..."

The cold-faced man suddenly spoke.I saw him pick up a piece of pork liver, turn it over and over, the corners of his lips raised slightly, "The thickness is uniform, and the speed is fast, worthy of these four words."

Yang Manyue's eyes widened. Was that facial paralysis just a smile?

……

It's better not to smile, and keep the old cadre's face. Generally, when the old cadre smiles, nothing good will happen.

Wang San also had a hellish expression, and he was a villain in his heart: Well... don't come to the place where Lord Hou appears in the future, or you will be driven crazy sooner or later!
Silently took a mouthful of stewed stew, but I couldn't stop eating it.

"This, this..." Wang San was at a loss for words. He had never eaten such a delicious food. After a long time, he couldn't find a suitable word to express "this".

Looking at Wang San's appearance, Yang Manyue felt complacent.

As a chef, no compliments are as good as Wang San's hard work.For it is far more powerful and satisfying than any language!
"Um……"

Just as he was looking beautiful, he saw the cold-faced man put down his chopsticks, his stern face showed seriousness, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a small intestine and ate it again. After swallowing slowly, he said: "The name of this dish is 'Boiled and Fired'? Not bad, very down-to-earth."

He nodded, picked up the contents of the bowl with chopsticks, and said slowly: "This fire, tofu, the lungs have absorbed enough soup, the fire is thoroughly cooked and not sticky, the meat is rotten but not bad, and the thickest taste is Pork intestines. The intestines are crispy and soft, with a thick but not greasy taste. What's more rare is that there is no peculiar smell. I don't know what magic method you have used. The soup base should be made from big bones, and the fat pork belly is cooked together. , the soup is richer. And the pork belly here is even more wonderful, it is full of fat in your mouth..."

He looked at Yang Manyue, his eyes became deeper and deeper, "You came up with this yourself, didn't you?"

Yang Manyue was stunned!

This man's mouth is so raw!
Is it a foodie?Still a food connoisseur? !
I go!

This comment is spot on, this guy is a glutton!
He nodded involuntarily, and shamelessly took over the invention right of stewing and burning, "I saw a lot of people in this town who resisted Bao, so I thought that most people who spend energy like heavy mouth. It's not worth the money. , It’s just a lot of work. It’s delicious and can be used as a substitute for meat. The pork belly and pork liver are added. Ordinary ones only have pork lungs, pig intestines, tofu, pig blood and fire, eight yuan a bowl, fire What can be added..."

"It's not expensive!"

Wang San, who was sweating profusely from eating, put down his chopsticks, and said: "Liba is hard work, but the wages are also high! Those who do these hard work can't eat thin ones, they have to eat dry ones, and they usually eat more than one meal. For the few dollars, this braised stew has meat and fire, and oil and water are better than just eating dry food, so I don’t know how much it costs for a fire?”

"Two words..."

Wang San nodded, "It's really cheap and delicious. You can eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles for ten yuan a bowl. Your business is sure to be popular!"

Yang Manyue laughed, "Fellows from the village, you can't be unscrupulous, as long as you can make ends meet."

"I see you still have a stove, can you cook other dishes?"

The cold-faced man who had been silent for a long time suddenly asked, "Can you make Jiangdao?"

　Hey, I beg everyone to actively leave a message to correct this book!The author who has just arrived is so uneasy, I don’t know how the tastes of the people here are?In short, this book is a sweet pet. The author prepared a bunch of dog food and said... Come on, everyone actively leave a message and vote a lot. The author is crazy!quack quack!
　　
　
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