After the divorce, the farming dad’s aggressive life

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Rumble....

This is the sound of gulping soy milk.

Soy milk is clearly layered in the stomach peristalsis, activating the whole body.

For a while, the whole body was warm.

"Dad, another bowl."

"I also want a bowl of plain soy milk."

Chen Jianguo and Tuan Tuan's voices sounded at the same time.

Grandpa and grandson looked at each other and smiled.

This soy milk is so delicious.

Tuan Tuan's eyes were shining.

The little tongue licked the juice at the corner of his lips.

She swore she had never eaten such delicious soy milk.

Bad dad, obviously so good at making soy milk, he hasn't done it all these years.

Chen Jianguo sighed with emotion.

Such delicious soy milk, eat it once less once in my life.

It reminded him of the war decades ago.

The other side.

Chen Feng had already warmed the cut dough on the stovetop again.

This is also called a wake-up noodles.

But it's not that kind of wake-up.

The oil in the cauldron burned to a boil.

Chen Feng pulled the dough and pulled it half an arm's length.

As soon as the hands are crossed, the two pieces of dough are intertwined and swirled.

Then, Chen Feng put it in the oil pot.

Then, Chen Feng did the same and fried a ghee fried stick.

Eat fritters that are newly fried, crispy and crispy.

Together with soy milk, it is a delicacy that is difficult for the gods to eat.

Chen Jianguo looked at Chen Feng's movements in the clouds.

Keep bowing your head.

This young man is young, but he is a person who pays attention to life.

Later, Chen Feng, who tied a kitchen towel, picked up the wooden chopsticks and slowly stirred the fritters in the oil pot to make it heat more evenly.

With soybean oil soaked into the dough.

Under the burst heat of high temperature.

The fritters fluff up and slowly take shape.

A minute later, two fritters with the thickness of two forearms came out of the pan one after another.

Yellow and clear, the aroma overflowed, and there was an appetite when I looked at it.

Chen Feng put it on the shelf in the pot, and dripped down the oil.

"Churros, okay."

Chen Feng picked up the wooden long basin, put two fritters, looked up and asked, "Old man, do you want to put crispy white sugar?" Or is it original?

"Dad, why didn't you ask me?"

Chen Xiaotuan pouted and was jealous.

"Haha, children can't eat more sugar, the old man doesn't need it, his blood sugar is high." Chen Jianguo said with a smile.

"Okay!"

Chen Feng didn't roll the fritters on the crispy sugar, and brought them directly to the table.

Then, Chen Feng brought two more bowls of soy milk.

One big one and one small one eat at once.

Suck yo....

It's like a race.

Chen Feng also put a bowl of original soy milk and looked at it with a smile.

When he drank this, Chen Feng's eyes lit up fiercely!

Sure enough, it is worthy of the old craftsmanship of mysterious inheritance.

He underestimated the old craft.

It's so delicious.

This soy milk cannot be described in words at all.

Not long after, Chen Xiaotuan finished eating half a fritters, burped, and reluctantly said: "Dad, you eat, Tuantuan can't eat."

"Good."

Chen Feng was also not particular about it.

Picked up the remaining half of the fritters that my daughter ate and ate them.

In fact, this half of the fritters is a churrous.

Because a churros has two churros.

The daughter drank two bowls of soy milk and a fritters, and she was already full.

However, Chen Xiaotuan touched his little belly, watching Chen Jianguo eat, and also watching Chen Feng eat.

"Dad, you didn't say it earlier, it's so delicious."

She really wants to grow up quickly.

So that she can eat more.

Finally, Chen Jianguo finished eating with red light, his face full of nostalgia, and picked up the bowl, "Boss, another bowl of original soy milk."

"Old man, don't you try other flavors?" Chen Feng asked.

Chen Jianguo shook his head, with remembrance in his eyes, "No need, the original taste is the best delicacy."

"Good."

Chen Feng brought another bowl.

Not long after, the father and daughter watched the old man finish eating.

"Boss, how much?"

Chen Jianguo supported his waist, and he ate it.

Where has he eaten so much since he became diabetic.

Accidentally eat too much!

The main thing is so delicious!

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, "Old man, you are the first customer of the small shop, just forget it, you don't need money."

"How's that?"

Chen Jianguo's eyes were round, and he had an air of anger that was not angry but threatening.

"Old man, I have eaten for so many years, and I have never been in debt."

"I haven't paid the people before, and I won't do it in the future."

"Three bowls of soy milk, one fritters, 18 in total!"

"I'm the first guest, and the opener should be given."

Then, Chen Jianguo took out 30 pieces from his arms, slapped them on the table, and walked away.

"Old man, more, give more."

"No need to look for it, I also invited the little doll, I wish the boss a prosperous business in the future."

"Thank you, old man."

"Thank you Grandpa, please next time Tuantuan."

Chen Xiaotuan shouted obediently.

Chen Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

This old man is a man of true temperament.

He forgot to ask Lao Tzu's name, after all, this was his first guest!

Then, Chen Feng finished another bowl of red jujube lotus seed pulp and was full.

It's really unsatisfactory!

Chen Feng didn't expect his craft to be so strong!

After tidying up the table, peanut soy milk and black bean sesame pulp are also cooked.

Chen Feng turned off the fire, wrapped it in a futon to keep warm, and waited in the store with his daughter.

"Dad, how long has it been since the second guest?"

Chen Xiaotuan stared outside the store, but it was empty.

"Wait and wait and come, don't worry."

Chen Feng smiled, knowing the deliciousness of his soy milk fritters, Chen Feng was very confident.

It was 5:30 a.m.

The sky is already slightly bright.

Scattered cars began to pass by on the road, waiting for traffic lights.

There are also sanitation workers who sweep the road and start the morning work.

There are also students who get up early to go to school and young people who stay up late to surf the Internet.

A few drunkards practiced ghost steps, and the social animals who had just finished working overtime got off work.

There are also more uncles and aunts who are walking.

However, these people go to the snack street across the door to find breakfast.

There is a lot of variety there!

Chen Feng's shop here is also a street where breakfast vendors push mobile stalls, pancake fruits, steamed dumplings, fried noodles, soy milk, etc.

All are grabbing business, and the competition is fierce!

"Grandpa, grandma, sister, brother, come to my father's shop to eat soy milk fritters."

Chen Xiaotuan shouted hard.

At first, some customers glanced at the price of Chen Feng's shop, and directly retreated.

After all, fritters at the snack bar of life are twice as expensive!

Soy milk is twice as expensive!

Everyone just has to fill their stomachs.

"Dad, no one is coming."

Chen Xiaotuan was a little discouraged.

Obviously, my father made it so delicious, but no one appreciated it.

This hit the little girl hard.

Chen Feng smiled and rubbed his daughter's little head, "It's okay, Jiang Taigong is fishing, willing to take the bait."

"Then Mrs. Jiang must be a big fool." Tuan Tuan Road.

Chen Fengguaner.

"Hey, there's a new shop here that sells soy milk fritters."

"After staying up all night, I finally found the bug of that program, and I should eat something hot."

"Warm our tired hearts."

At this moment, three social animals came over.

When he saw Chen Xiaotuan, his eyes lit up.

One of them wears glasses, one has a big belly, and one is slightly bald.

"Little doll, is it open?" A social animal asked.

"It's business, big brother, come in quickly."

"My dad's soy milk fritters are delicious."

Chen Xiaotuan blinked his big black pearl-like eyes.

This scene directly turned the three social animals over.

After all, the program ape is the most immune to the cute little girl.

Suddenly.

The three of them entered the snack bar of life in confusion.

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