Entertainment: Signed by Boss Yang at the Beginning

In an instant, her beautiful eyes flashed brightly.

Smooth and tender meat, fat but not greasy, slightly sweet taste, soft and melt in the mouth, endless aftertaste.

When I took a bite, even when I breathed, there was a strong aroma in the nose.

Moreover, there are green peppers specially put in by Zou Wenping in the mashed meat.

This kind of green pepper is not spicy at all, but it tastes as crisp as cucumber, and has a fragrance of fruits and vegetables.

"Wow, delicious' 々!"

"I've never eaten such delicious food!"

"No wonder so many people are lining up to buy!"

"Grandpa, you are because this Roujiamo is so delicious."

"That's why you cried?"

I heard this.

Old Man Wu waved his hand and smiled.

"How is that possible. Alas!"

He often sighed.

Then he spoke earnestly.

"Roujiamo, the last time I remember eating it was decades ago."

"At that time, I followed my father to Xinjiapo."

"Before I left, my father bought me such a roujiamo."

"At that time, everyone was poor, and there were many people who couldn't eat."

"So Roujiamo has become a very luxurious food."

"I still remember that Roujiamo, I ate it all day!"

"Later, I didn't eat this thing when I arrived in Singapore."

"If I hadn't read the news yesterday, I would have forgotten that there is Roujiamo in this world!"

After seeing the Roujiamo in his hand.

The memories of Mr. Wu's past events were all pulled out.

all said.

The food in memory is actually the taste of home.

For people like Mr. Wu, who are wandering in a foreign land.

Home is the harbor in memory.

An old, dusty photo.

Back then, in the background, in order to survive.

Many people have left their homes and traveled far and wide.

In a foreign country, put on your life to work hard.

Time flies, and most of the youthful youth at the time are now very old.

Some people have even retired from life.

For them, the deepest part of their soul is the smell of home a long time ago!

……

Mr. Wu is also there, with memories of that year.

Almost when I can't remember.

I was awakened by a meat bun, the deep-rooted taste of my memory.

Touch the deepest, softest part of your heart.

That's why he burst into tears.

Wu Xiaohuan quickly persuaded.

"Grandpa, don't get too excited."

"¨'If you like it so much, we can pack some when we leave the day after tomorrow."

Mr. Wu thought for a while.

"Does that shop make other Xia national dishes?"

Wu Xiaohuan nodded.

"They were a Chinese restaurant."

"Should be able to cook a lot of dishes."

"Do you have anything else to eat?"

Old Man Wu smiled.

"I'm afraid you haven't heard of these things I want to eat!"

After all, Wu Xiaohuan grew up in his new home since he was a child.

Although there are quite a lot of Chinese in that place.

However, in terms of dishes, it is not so comprehensive.

And the taste is not that authentic either.

Some, the taste of memory in bone and blood, cannot be produced by ordinary restaurants.

Wu Xiaohuan also understood this.

Then take out the phone.

"Grandpa, why not?"

"Xiaoman happened to be in that restaurant. I'll give her a call."

"Tell (Qian's) Xiaoman what you want to eat, and ask her to pass it on to the chef."

"Let's see if he'll do it."

Ok?

Only then did Mr. Wu react.

Yes.

I went out with two granddaughters, why did I come back with one?

Just visited the memory of the past.

But he didn't notice, he lost a granddaughter.

If Wu Xiaoman knew, he would have cried out in the toilet.

Mr. Wu asked strangely.

"Where's Xiaoman?"

"Why didn't he come back with you?"

Wu Xiaohuan snorted angrily.

"Forget about that girl."

"If you mention it, I'll be on fire!"

"The one who opened this Chinese restaurant is a celebrity named Zou Wenping."

"Xiaoman happened to be his fan, and then she stayed in the Chinese restaurant and helped sell Roujiamo!"

……

Ask for flowers, ask for a monthly pass, ask for an evaluation ticket!

Spring Mian does not realize it, flowers can't be less! .

Chapter 550

I heard this.

Mr. Wu is happy.

"Haha, what?"

"My granddaughter is selling roujiamo?"

"Hahaha, this picture is so funny to think about!"

"By the way, do you state a star? What kind of star?"

Wu Xiaohuan also said with some doubts.

"It's a man named Zou Wenping."

"Xiaoman has always loved listening to his songs."

"After seeing the real person today, it's really crazy."

"No two cows can pull her away!"

"By the way, these roujia buns are all made by the star!"

Oh?

Mr. Wu raised his eyebrows.

"A star can actually make such delicious food?"