My Children Are Fierce and Adorable!

  Chapter 86 People are hungry and thin [Bitter tears]

"Delicious, delicious!!" The old man exclaimed with excitement, his face full of enjoyment and joy, and exclaimed: "It's just getting burnt, it's just delicious. This fried dumpling doesn't seem to be the kind that is usually made at home. The flavor is great!"

  Moreover, the fried dumplings are really big dumplings. The old man’s mouth is not small. If you open your mouth and bite it, you can only eat half of the fried dumplings, which is really big.

  So, this fried dumpling doubled the feeling.

  Everyone: "..." bitter tears.

   "The stuffing is too full, the leeks are very tender and fragrant, very fresh, right? I ate the fresh and sweet taste of a vegetable, and this pork is also not fishy at all!"

  Everyone: "..." What's the matter, are all the golden mouths of every game here today? ! That can be said.

  This performance looks too much like a support.

  But everyone knows it is not.

  Because some people recognized this old man, he was a well-known old man in Yuancheng. The characteristic was that he was famous for speaking and eating. The reputation of a mouth in Yuancheng was really a "famous mouth."

  It’s just that, because of his lack of status and status, the old man lives at ease because of his family’s ancestral wealth. He is usually talkative and talkative. People in the city often think he is nosy and rarely respect him.

  Of course, his life is still much better than most people.

   "Cool! Cool!" The old man quickly ate two big fried dumplings, and finally tasted enough, put down his chopsticks, and took another sip of fish porridge that was just right and still delicious.

  The snow-white fish meat segment is also like a precious piece of art.

   Accompanied by the soft rice porridge entrance, the old man jumped on the table, "Fresh!!! Tender!!!"

   "Good porridge!"

   "You can't eat a bit of fishy smell, it's good! No wonder it was sold at this price, worth it!"

  Everyone: "..." Don't think you can pretend to be a support, we all recognize you, old man Nan in the city! You still pretend! You still pretend! ! Pretend to be true! !

  The old man was overjoyed and tasted happily.

  Really, the light and delicious fish porridge and the fried dumplings that are burnt in the mouth, this one is light and thick, it is really a perfect match.

  The old man took advantage of his good taste. The first two fried dumplings had the original flavor. After drinking a small bowl of porridge in one breath, he put down his spoon and went to pick up another fried dumpling full of spicy sauce.

  After eating three times two divided five, the old man's face was red, his lips were greasy, his brows were dancing, his eyes were smiling, his expression was flying, and he seemed to be no longer happy.

   "This smell is enough!"

  Everyone: "..." I didn’t look at it, but the one who came to slaughter people was too greedy. After the mother’s slaughter, her belly would definitely be empty, and she would be so hungry if she didn’t have anything!

  Standing here and watching for a long time, everyone was hungry and thin, with bitter tears.

After the old man also ordered food, several foreign merchants who came by boat, the less wealthy people in the city, and passing travelers all walked through the crowd and bought one or more meals. .

  The most sold glutinous rice chicken turned out to be.

This is understandable, because the glutinous rice chicken is delicious and hungry. The most important thing is that it is easy to carry. Unlike raw porridge, you can only sit and eat. Unless you live in Yuancheng, you can bring utensils to pack it. .

  There are also a lot of people who order raw porridge, because it is the people on this pier who are solicited. Everyone passed by and sat down to finish the porridge and enjoyed it.

  I don’t know why, for inexplicable reasons, some people who were not busy and had nothing to do, after stopping and watching for a while, they couldn’t move their feet.

  Although they were not the ones who wanted to buy, they always stood there, watching Aunt Rong making porridge and fried dumplings, and watching someone come forward to order food from time to time.

  (End of this chapter)