I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

As soon as the soup entered his mouth, a dry air came out of his lower abdomen, and the hot air surged upwards against the esophagus, and a spicy smell burst into his brain after a while.

The spiciness surged up.

But it wasn't the kind of spicy food he had tasted before. His mouth and tongue didn't have that kind of hot feeling. Instead, there was a burning feeling in his heart, spirit, and body.

It was hot from the inside out.

But pepper is the main flavor, this sudden stimulation made Wei Zheng unprepared, he was choked and coughed several times before recovering.

The first one ate it a bit strangely, but he didn't object to this strange taste, so he took another sip and got used to it a lot this time, smacking his lips, hehe, this taste is a bit interesting.

Sip after sip, I drank half a bowl in a short while.

Wei Zheng exhaled hot air and shrugged his shoulders. He hasn't had such a youthful feeling for a long time.Only then did he remember the deep-fried dough sticks, took half of them and soaked them in the soup.

The fritters just out of the pan are very crispy, soaked in the soup, and are in a semi-crisp and semi-soft state. When you bite lightly, the aroma of the fritters itself is mixed with the peppery aroma of the hot and sour soup, just like... During the Chinese New Year, it felt like a firecracker jumped onto my forehead.

A burst of joyful shock.Somewhat aggrieved, but he couldn't get angry, and his stomach was full of joy that couldn't be concealed on his face.

it is good!
Wei Zheng, who only cared about eating, had only one word left in his head besides "continue to eat".

Half a deep-fried dough stick was eaten quickly, but Wei Zheng didn't continue to eat deep-fried dough sticks. He still had to try steamed buns. He picked up the half steamed stuffed buns that were separated and soaked in some soup.

Bite down, the soup makes the buns more moist, soaked but not completely soaked, the pepper juice is wrapped around the meat filling, adding an extra deliciousness.

Also delicious.

This made Wei Zheng tangled again. After tasting it himself, the taste of these two things was actually equal, and each one tasted like spicy soup.

After thinking about the taste, Wei Zheng felt that he liked fried dough sticks more, so he put the remaining fried sticks in front of him, and left the meat buns for the maid.

After receiving Wei Zheng's nod, the maid finally dared to pick up the spoon, sipped the hot pepper soup, and picked up a meat bun, gnawing on it.

As she ate, she burst into tears.

The food at Tongfu Restaurant is really delicious. She felt aggrieved. After staying here for several years, she finally tasted such a mouthful.

When she thought that she was just a special case, maybe no other servants had eaten the food in Tongfu restaurant except herself, she felt even more wronged.

But in front of Wei Zheng, she didn't dare to cry, she wiped it off hastily, finished eating quickly in small mouthfuls, then touched her stomach, and obediently stood behind Wei Zheng.

When Wei Zheng finished eating and asked for a second bowl of Hu spicy soup, he was ready to sew.

Li Yuan took Li Jing, and Xiu Mu today, and Cheng Yaojin, who wanted to eat a big intestine at the first time, came over.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he asked Liu Jingxian to get him a bowl.

Under Wei Zheng's recommendation, Li Yuan also tried soaking deep-fried dough sticks and soaking steamed buns, but after trying it, Li Yuan rejected this way of eating, as he didn't like it.

He likes hot and spicy soup.

Compared to Wei Zheng's relatively more refined manner of eating, Li Yuan prefers to put his feet on the stool directly, shaking and sucking, making that loud "chi chi" sound.

Yin Xuan frowned and rolled his eyes, and even coughed a few times, before Li Yuan calmed down a bit.

He was very dissatisfied. This kind of heroic breakfast should be eaten more heroically.

Hu spicy soup is simmering on the charcoal stove, without the hot steam when it just came out of the pot, the small bubbles are turning sullenly, Cheng Yaojin holds the bowl in his hand, the first mouthful is not paying attention, the filling is a bit big, hot He was sobbing and shaking silently, turning back and forth as if a two-pound stone was stuck in his mouth, and then he swallowed this mouthful.

Li Jing laughed and imitated Wei Zheng and began to eat.

Cheng Yaojin hesitated for a moment, picked up the spoon, took a sip, chewed the soup in his mouth, suddenly froze, stared at Yin Xuan with wide eyes: "Shopkeeper, what kind of meat is in your pot?"

"Pork." Yin Xuan replied concisely.

Cheng Yaojin frowned and hesitated: "I don't taste like pork...how come it looks like beef."

"It's pork." Yin Xuan emphasized his tone.

Cheng Yaojin scooped up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his own mouth, and started to eat it. After tasting it a few times, he smiled triumphantly and said, "Shopkeeper, you can't fool me."

"I often eat... My cattle always have some strange problems. I have to eat these sick cattle with tears in my eyes. I am still familiar with beef."

"This is clearly beef."

Yin Xuan was expressionless, and looked over coldly: "You are the cook and I am the cook?"

Cheng Yaojin froze for a moment.

"Your burnt large intestine, misunderstood by your wife as cooking marinated food, can deny my conclusion in terms of culinary skills?" Yin Xuan then said expressionlessly, "I said it is pork, and it is pork. "

You, Cheng Yaojin, know that you have to find an excuse when you eat beef. I don’t need an excuse when I cook beef?
Eat it out, eat it out, why do you say it out?

It's... Itchy skin, don't you feel happy if you don't get bullied by yourself?

Cheng Yaojin seemed to still want to argue with reason, and felt that it was hard for him to find a place in front of Yin Xuan.

Yin Xuan's eyes became more indifferent, he looked at Cheng Yaojin, and said softly: "Old man Cheng, I think you are getting old, and your sense of taste is a little out of order."

"What causes people to lose their sense of taste is not only getting older, but also drinking too much alcohol."

"Well, for the next five days, you don't drink alcohol for now."

"After five days, if your sense of taste improves and becomes more sensitive, you can drink a little more."

Cheng Yaojin widened his eyes and looked at Yin Xuan in surprise.

Want to ban yourself from drinking?
How could this be!The shopkeeper actually used this method.

Cheng Yaojin hurriedly found another piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. While eating whole, he nodded repeatedly: "Shopkeeper, I feel better!"

"Pork, it's pork!"

"Just now I ate too much beef at home, so I tasted beef."

"You see, my sense of taste is good, so don't hold back my drinks anymore?"

Cheng Yaojin put down the bowl, a flattering smile appeared on his big face, it looked strange, Liu Jing who came in to deliver the buns was startled, his hands shook, and almost dropped the buns.

Yin Xuan ignored him, just rolled his eyes, and changed his position comfortably on the wicker chair.

The words spoken are the water that was poured out, how could it be taken back so easily.