Food: I, who inherited a small shop, is popular all over the country!

"It seems, a little spicy."

Wu Guoli commented, and the chopsticks continued to hold the small stir-fried meat.

The mouth is a strong spicy smell, fragrant and spicy.

As soon as you chew it, the charred pork belly slices split, bursting out fat and reverberating in the mouth.

With the garnishment of green peppers, the oil is fragrant and refreshing at the same time.

One word, delicious!

Wu Guoli nodded, it seemed that it was not as spicy as his son said, and it was still within the acceptable range.

The chopsticks continued to clamp up.

This time, in addition to the meat, there are two sections of shredded chili.

"Well, it's okay, it's not very spicy."

More shredded chili peppers just make the taste layer in the mouth richer.

Spicy, still as it is.

"Dad........ Hiss........ You eat... You'll know later..." Wu

Shuai gulped, his face flushed.

The spicy taste in his mouth made him a little unbearable!

It feels like the whole body is burning, hot and hot.

However, the deliciousness of the small stir-fried meat made him continue to eat it like a demon.

It's spicy and I want to eat it! The more he eats, the more addictive Wu Shuai becomes!

Until, it was really spicy, so he threw down his chopsticks, picked up the kettle next to him, and gulped down.

I drank more than a dozen sips and did not stop.

Directly stunned Wu Guoli!

He had never seen his son drink so much water.

Not just his own son.

The daughter of the Qin family seems to be drinking water wildly!

Holding the kettle, while being panicked by the spicy, he wanted to continue to eat small stir-fried meat and then spicy.

This repeated action back and forth successfully made Wu Guoli laugh.

Teasing and shaking his head.

"Hey, it seems that young people can't do it now."

That's a little bit spicy........ Hiss! Wu

Guoli stopped and did not speak again, because........ He actually felt spicy!

If you say, the spiciness of the first bite is sixty points.

Well, now, it's eighty points!

This spiciness made Wu Guoli feel a little panicked!

He didn't want to be like his son, holding a kettle and drinking wildly.

No, it's too humiliating, he is the boss of the Wu Group!

However, the chopsticks in Wu Guoli's hand could not be stopped at all.

I have been holding a small stir-fried meat to show off in my mouth, and the spiciness is also accompanied by the deliciousness of the meat, rising upward.

No, I'm going to stop!

So spicy, hiss!

Wu Guoli shouted in his heart, hindering face, and did not make a sound.

The hot sweat on his head kept coming out.

A slice of small stir-fried meat.

Two small slices of stir-fried meat.

Three small slices of stir-fried meat.

Finally, Wu Guoli couldn't help it!

He felt like his whole body was burning in a fire, and the spicy in his mouth was like a stove, spicy and numb!

"So spicy........ Hello!! Give me the water!! "

Put down the chopsticks, get up and grab the kettle, and pour the water directly without looking.

Cold water poured into the throat, and the spiciness in the mouth was finally soothed.

The spiciness faded, and the faint smell of fat and flesh appeared again, full of mouths, extremely delicious.

Wu Guoli picked up the chopsticks and picked up another piece of small stir-fried meat.

I thought that this spicy taste would buffer for a while, who knew that the small stir-fried meat came to the mouth, and the spiciness that had just dissipated surged again.

Even, spicier than just now!

"

Goo Goo ~ "" I finally know why one and two are holding the kettle to eat, so it is!"

Wu Guoli was holding the kettle here, but Wu Shuai was bitter.

Wu Shuai watched the kettle in his hand being snatched away, and saw that it was his father, and dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

The mouth savorized the aroma of small fried meat, and I wanted to put down chopsticks, but I was afraid that no water would be spicy.

Therefore, I could only endure the gluttony and sandwich the shredded potatoes on the side.

"Hmm... Delicious!

Wu Shuai's eyes widened, and he was excitedly holding shredded potatoes.

The fine shredded potatoes are exceptionally crisp, and the fresh taste is like bathing in spring.

All over the time, it was all the fragrance of flowers and plants.

" It is worthy of being Boss Su's new dish, and the shredded potatoes and small stir-fried meat are not inferior to the previous deliciousness!"

"However, shredded potatoes and cabbage are delicious, but they are not as delicious as small stir-fried meat."

Even if the small stir-fried meat makes Wu Shuai spicy.

However, Wu Shuai still felt that the small stir-fried meat was incomparably delicious, and the taste was several times better than vegetarian dishes such as shredded potatoes!

Every bite of shredded potatoes makes you smell the smell of meat wafting next to you.

Wu Shuai instantly felt that the shredded potatoes in his mouth were like chewing wax.

No, he wants to eat small stir-fried meat!

Put down your chopsticks, get up and walk to the kitchen.

The kettle was at his father's, but couldn't he ask for another one?

No one can stop him from eating small stir-fried meat!!

"Boss Su, bring me a bottle of water, your little fried meat is too spicy, but it's delicious!"

"Well, there's not enough water to fill it again."

Su Baihang had already seen the "wonderful performance" of the two on the side, and handed out the kettle prepared in advance.

Wu Shuai took the kettle.

I don't know why, but I am very satisfied.

After thinking about it, he said again: "By the way, Boss Su, let's have three more plates of small fried meat and one plate of shredded potatoes." "

How can that plate of small stir-fried meat be eaten by the two of them?

At the very least, a few more plates will take it.

Wu Shuai returned to the dining table with the kettle, and the small plate of stir-fried meat on the table had already been eaten clean by his father.

Even the shredded potatoes and vinegar cabbage on the side are almost gone.

Wu Guoli held the vinegar cabbage on the plate.

But what I remember in my mind is the small stir-fried meat I just ate.

Although spicy, he held the kettle and drank wildly.

However, it was so hot that it lingered in his heart!

Even the snowy mountain cabbage that I fell in love with before coming is tasteless.

"How, Dad, I said this cabbage is snowy mountain cabbage, right? New dishes small stir-fried meat, shredded potatoes, it is estimated that it is not ordinary! "

Well, it's

not ordinary..."Just the deliciousness of the little stir-fried meat is not ordinary.

Wu Guoli picked up the cabbage and ate it silently.

In his arms, he still held the kettle and did not let go.

"So, Dad, I ordered three more plates of small stir-fried meat!"

Really? You ordered it again? Wu

Shuai saw his father at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his spirit rose.

The look of radiance is all said.

The small stir-fried meat is delicious, Lao Tzu has to cook three bowls of rice!

Wu Shuai held back a smile and nodded.

"Well, I ordered an extra plate of shredded potatoes."

" Awesome!! Three plates of small stir-fried meat........ Ahem, double your pocket money next week!

Wu Guoli praised excitedly.

Feeling that the words seemed to reveal something, he coughed lightly and returned to a serious face.

It was as if the boss of the Wu Group was back.

It's not the middle-aged man who lost his soul for the little fried meat just now.

The next second, though.

With three plates of small stir-fried meat served.

Wu Guoli picked up the chopsticks and quickly broke the defense.

Eating small stir-fried meat, my face was red with spicy, and after drinking water to relieve the spiciness, I repeated the chopsticks.

Like the other two people in the store, they are doing the same thing.

This moment.

In the small shop of Su Baihang's good luck.

Everyone is equal, there is no difference in background, and all classes are abandoned.

It's all just a diner who goes crazy about deliciousness.

And such a scenario.

Let Guo Zifan, who had just arrived, be dumbfounded.

Rubbing his eyes, he looked at someone in the small shop with a shocked face.

"Lying groove, that middle-aged man with a red face like a monkey's ass, isn't Wu Shuai's father?"