People Are in the Four and Nine Cities, and Cheng Jianjun is Crying at the Beginning

Saying that, he was good at it and knocked on the table.

It was like a child who was urging food.

The older generation often said that caring for the elderly is like coaxing children.

Looking at the scene in front of you now, it couldn't be more appropriate.

"coming!"

Han Chunming smiled and hurriedly brought up the tea jar.

This large enamel tea jar has better thermal insulation performance than the glass and stainless steel cups commonly used in later generations.

Although it has come a long way.

Han Chunming touched the temperature of the back cover, it should be just right to eat at this time.

Sure enough, the old man slipped and took a sip, sighing, "Comfortable!"

Han Chunming smelled the indescribable smell, but he couldn't help pinching his nose. He still doesn't understand why these four and nine cities, the older generation of the old imperial city, are so good at this!

When the old man saw this scene, he pouted and said: "You grandsons, we won't enjoy the good things handed down by our ancestors, but they like the food of those foreigners! It's just those barbarians. We have..."

The old man said this for a long time.

Inside and outside the words, there is both dissatisfaction and a sense of sadness.

Han Chunming was also silent.

Although it is this era, the invasion of Western food has already begun to emerge.

Several state-run restaurants have successively launched several western dishes, not to mention, they are quite popular among young people.

The old man should have also heard about this information, and only made these complaints.

At such a time, let alone explain, even persuasion cannot be persuaded.

What's more, Han Chunming really doesn't like the western food.

Hurry up and follow the old man's words.

"Master, what the old man said is too wise! Even if you eat potatoes and beef, you can't get the fur of our Chinese food even if you flatter yourself! Don't worry, I will firmly resist!"

"Besides! I've also thought about it, my disciple! Later, I will also open a restaurant, and I will definitely not cook Western food, but specialize in Chinese food. I will make the pork in clear sauce, fried pork, and lamb intestine cream that are about to be lost in old Beijing. Pass it on!"

"It's just you being clever!"

The old man rolled his eyes at Han Chunming: "In this year...what are you using to build a restaurant!"

Although he said that, Han Chunming made him happy after all, he blinked his mouth, and continued to drink the soy juice with a smile on his face.

Speaking of this restaurant, Han Chunming thought of something.

Leaning forward, he said to the old man, "Master! I heard... that you have a small bowl with enamel...".

Chapter 039 Four Small Bowls! (Second, ask for flowers!)

"grandson!"

Just after Han Chunming finished speaking, the old man scratched his eyelids and glared at him, "I'm so bold, I'm thinking about Grandpa's precious little bowl!"

When the old man spoke, there was a firmness in his eyes, and it was obvious that he valued Xiaowan very seriously.

Han Chunming naturally knew the reason.

He laughed at the moment, and didn't directly answer, but leaned forward, sat opposite the old man, and said with a smile: "Do you know who I met yesterday?"

"Yo! This is a sellout to your grandfather, the nine-door admiral!"

The old man thought for a moment.

"Have it!"

He took another sip of soy juice unhurriedly, and then said leisurely, "I was talking about that little bowl!"

"Now say that again!"

"You... it's time to run into that junk!"

"I'm going!" When Han Chunming heard the words, thousands of words were turned into these two words.

Looking at the old man, he sincerely gave a thumbs up: "You are old! God!"

"Ha ha!"

The old man let out a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at Han Chunming and said, "Come on! Tell grandpa about the rubbish collection you saw yesterday!"

This is an obvious guess. Yesterday, Han Chunming didn't just meet the ragged Hou.

"okay!"

"Speaking of which, I gave you a face yesterday as a disciple..."

Han Chunming immediately started his visit to the garden yesterday, and said that he encountered those two liars who made a game, broke the game by himself, and then took advantage of the situation to get the lacquer box.

Going to the back, I went to Quanjude to meet the rotten waiter, and perfectly dealt with the shabby waiter's test. The old man told the old man one by one that he had to give up the pain before leaving.

The old man listened very seriously throughout the whole process, and was brought in directly with rare emotions.

When Han Chunming said that he had just seen the golden turtle scam, the old man blurted out and pointed out that it was a scam, with an angry expression on his face.

Then, as soon as Han Chunming described the lacquer box, his expression changed and he sighed, "I'll let you touch the baby again!"

Hearing that Han Chunming kicked the two liars into the water, the old man clapped his hands and applauded...

When talking about Quanjude later, the old man's mood was much calmer.

It seems that it is not surprising that Han Chunming can perfectly answer the test of the shabby waiting.

It wasn't until after hearing that, under the teasing of Taozi, the broken waiter took the initiative to throw a chicken blood lime and left.

A childlike smile appeared on his face.

With excitement in his eyes, he said, "Good boy! Impatient!"

"The other guy! You have to run so that he can't wipe his face!"

At the end, he seemed to have thought of something again, and a wicked smile appeared on his face: "You have the time to bring me that bloodstone??!"

"I know the old man who has a seal! When the time comes, I will find him to engrave a seal for you! You have a chance, look for a chance to show your eyes to the tattered man!"

"This……"

Hearing this, Han Chunming couldn't help but smile.

"Master! You really thought about it with me!"

The two looked at each other and smiled!

Han Chunming put his hand into his pocket, pretended to be digging something, secretly took the bloodstone out of the portable museum, and handed it to the old man.

Grandpa Guan took it in his hand and looked at it: "It really is the king of chicken blood!"

"The tattered one, the blood is profuse!"

"Relieve! My good apprentice!"

After speaking, he snorted comfortably and drank the remaining bean juice.

Immediately, he thought of something, and said to Han Chunming: "The one who collected the rubbish didn't recognize you as my apprentice!"

"I didn't recognize it!"

"But... as soon as he went back to inquire, he found out!"

Hearing what Han Chunming said, the old man nodded and said regretfully, "That's true!"

Seeing the old man's appearance, Han Chunming should have thought of something just now, but after hearing his explanation, he obviously gave up again.

Thinking of the small enamel bowl, Han Chunming immediately thought of something.

Immediately, he patted his chest and said to the old man, "Master! Don't worry!"

"Just the little bowls in your hands! I'll definitely help you get them back!"

"Don't worry! Just wait!"

"kindness?"

The old man raised his head in amazement, a bright light suddenly shot out from his turbid eyes, and looked at Han Chunming: "You know about the four small bowls?"

Han Chunming understood what he meant.

The old things involved in these four small bowls are the regrets that have been haunting the old man for a long time, and it is also the secret that the old man has kept for a long time.

Even the original owner Han Chunming, as his apprentice, should not know at this time.

It's just that, because I rely on the welfare of "God's perspective", I know it.

This caused the old man to be shocked, but at the same time there was a hint of vigilance and doubt in it.

Han Chunming dared to take the initiative to mention this, so he was naturally prepared and smiled lightly: "I know some! But not all!"

"After all! After you are drunk, you have no clue what to say!"

This is what Dodge revealed after the old man was drunk.

According to memory, the old man likes to say a few words when he is drunk, but not much.

About the small bowl, I didn't mention it at all.

But who remembers what he said when he was drunk.

Sure enough, when the old man heard the words, he nodded, no longer suspicious, just looked at Han Chunming, and said excitedly: "Okay! Wait for your three small bowls! Take these four small bowls for Master. The bowls are gathered! Master will tell you exactly what it is!"

"I'll pass these four small bowls to you together!"

(Second, ask for flowers, evaluate tickets!).

Chapter 040 The old man is not afraid of messing with his seniority? (Third, ask for flowers!)