Shock!Junior sister is greedy for my golden finger

When he came to the house, the old man closed the door slowly, and said to Tang Wan with a smile on his face, "Don't look at the poor conditions here, but it's really a good place to recuperate. Take a look."

With that said, he came to the side of the dilapidated window lattice, and pulled the dilapidated window frame, "Although this window can no longer be closed, this can just exercise your physical fitness."

Then he came to the middle of the double bed again, seeing the empty space above, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, "Here, have you prepared your own mattresses and quilts?"

Bei Ya said helplessly: "Old, old senior, we don't have mattresses, quilts, or pillows. We left in a hurry, and Yi Mou must have told you about our situation."

"Well, he just said that you are rich, not—"

The old man coughed lightly, and changed his words: "If you have money, you can't spend it recklessly. In this way, I still have some extra mattresses, quilts, and pillows here. Let them all be given to you."

Speaking of this, he looked at Tang Wan, then smiled and said, "Just give me 5 yuan."

"You take me as your lord?"

Tang Wan said angrily: "Old man, did you not have a good time in the struggle to eliminate the landlords, and you are looking for fun with me? Where are you only 5 yuan?"

The old man chuckled, but he was not angry, "Young man, you are not like what Yi Mou said. Yi Mou said that you don't care about money, you are very generous and kind to others. Alas, it seems that Yi Mou sometimes misses the point ah."

Tang Wan immediately pursed her lips and said, "It's really not bad for you, the main reason is that you are too dark..."

Seeing that there was something in Tang Wan's words, the old man smiled and said, "That's okay. If you think it's not worth it, how about I cook the meals during your stay? I'll take care of the meals!"

Tang Wan could tell that this old man named You Ming was an old money fanatic. Since he had already given in, let's forget about it. Whoever made himself a billionaire now, if he was slaughtered, he would be slaughtered.

After the old man helped Tang Wan arrange all the necessary things in the house, he raised his head and glanced at the ancient wall clock on the wall, his eyes suddenly narrowed into a line.

"It's almost time for dinner, I'll cook, you wait to eat."

Bei Ya immediately said: "Senior, me, shall I help you?"

Looking at the kind smile on Beiya's face, the old man waved his hands lightly and said, "No, no, please clean up quickly."

Tang Wan looked at the dilapidated scene in the room, the creaking window frames blown by the wind, and the double bed with a certain slope, plus the cracked floor, this place cost 1 yuan a night Well, even if Tang Wan was given 1 yuan for nothing, he wouldn't want to live there.

Seeing Tang Wan's melancholy expression, Beiya smiled slightly, "Why? Do you think the conditions here are too bad?"

Tang Wan didn't want Bei Ya to think that he was a person who couldn't bear hardships, but he didn't want to deceive Bei Ya either.

"Here..." He hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "To be honest, the conditions are really bad, don't you think?"

Bei Ya smiled and said: "That's good, I've lived in a place a hundred times worse than here, after all, you know my identity."

Tang Wan gently rubbed her shoulders, "Don't worry, Beiya, I won't let you live a hard life in the future."

The two tidied up in the room for a while, and the old man You Ming knocked on the door of their room.

"Two, come to eat."

"Hey, alright, Senior You Ming, we'll be right there."

What the two of them never expected was that this dinner, which they thought was very sumptuous, turned out to be extremely simple.

In the small courtyard outside the house, Tang Wan sat in front of a small bench, looking at the delicious food on the table, she couldn't help frowning.

And as a person in Hanxiang, Bei Ya, who already had a hard-working spirit, couldn't hold the calm on his face at this time.

The old man sat calmly on the small bench, then picked up a white flour steamed bun in his own plate, took a bite hard, then picked up the pickles on the table with chopsticks, mixed it with the steamed bun in his mouth, and chewed it with relish.

On the table, there were three plates, on which were placed three white flour steamed buns. At this time, the old man had already taken a bite of the one.

Inside, there is a plate of pickled vegetables in the center of the table. The cabbage clappers are mixed with chili oil, which looks so plain.

There is a wooden barrel under the table, and the soup in the barrel is so clear that it can't be clearer.

There were a few green scallions floating on it, Tang Wan watched the old man fill a large bowl with a long spoon, then his lips approached the edge of the soup bowl, and with a sound of sucking, the soup flowed down the old man's esophagus stomach.

"Ah~"

The old man let out a sigh of satisfaction, then looked at Tang Wan and Beiya standing in front with disappointed faces, and couldn't help but smile and said: "Why don't you sit down? You are so strange, you suddenly became so polite, really. "

Tang Wan looked at the dishes on the table, smacked her lips, and said with a wry smile: "Senior, this, is this the masterpiece you have been busy for so long?"

"Yeah, how is it? Does it look okay?"

Tang Wan scratched her head and said, "Well, it's okay, it looks a little bit, I don't know where to start."

"I can see that you haven't studied eating before," the old man said with a smile, "I tell you, for this meal, you have to eat steamed buns first, then put cabbage in the steamed buns, and then you bite, chew, etc. When it’s time to swallow, if there is no accident, you will feel that something is blocked in your throat. At this time, you take another sip of soup, oops, there is no cure, let me tell you, it’s so cool.”

Tang Wan blinked, "Old man, we know this feeling."

"Look, you don't believe me?" Speaking of this, the old man pointed his finger at the white flour steamed buns on the table, "What do you think these are? Steamed buns?"

Then he pointed to the pickles on the table, "What do you think this is? Pickles mixed with cabbage clappers?"

Finally, he pointed to the wooden barrel and said mysteriously: "Could this be ordinary soup? Others don't know who I am, don't you two know?"

Hearing what he said, Tang Wan murmured in his heart.

"Yes, he is You Ming, the person who can transform human nerves, among other things, just because he can know Yi Mou and it seems that Yi Mou respects him very much, it means that this old man is absolutely A master who has eaten and seen."

"For such a person, even if he doesn't know how to cook, he won't be able to eat white flour steamed buns with pickles. I guess there is a way."

Seeing Tang Wan's deep thought, the old man suddenly reached out to touch him, and said with a smile, "Hey, you don't need to think too much, just try it. Let me tell you, I'm Youming. Go out and inquire about it. Who doesn't know my name."

Beiya picked up the steamed bun without thinking, took a bite, then put the pickles into his mouth according to the old man's eating order, chewed while filling the soup, and finally took a sip of the soup, his eyes suddenly shone with a strange light.

"My God!" Bei Ya said in surprise, "This is too delicious."

Tang Wan's eyes widened immediately, and Beiya nodded vigorously at Tang Wan and said, "Really, it's delicious."

Tang Wan dubiously picked up her steamed bun. Although it was softer than other steamed buns in terms of texture, it still felt like flour.

He put the steamed bun into his mouth and took a bite lightly, as if he was eating some elixir.

Feeling the steamed buns gradually turning into a ball of mud in his mouth, he picked up a piece of cabbage.

Tang Wan's tongue was numb the moment the cabbage gang entered his mouth. He immediately brought over the soup bowl that Beiya hadn't drunk, hoping to relieve his numb tongue with soup.

But I didn't expect that this soup was even more unpalatable than that cabbage clapper pickle. Tang Wan instantly had the urge to spit out everything in his mouth.

But seeing the hopeful look on the old man's face and the smug smile on the corner of Bei Ya's mouth, Tang Wan had no choice but to bite the bullet and eat what was in his mouth.

"Bei Ya, Bei Ya," Tang Wan said fiercely after swallowing everything in his mouth, pointing at Bei Ya: "You lied to me...you lied to me..."

Bei Ya chuckled, "The old man lied to me first, I only believed him when he said it was delicious..."

"Then you believe it, and you can't lie to me. What kind of crap is this? The old man is surprised that he can eat such an unpalatable thing."

Tang Wan didn't expect that the old man's hearing was very sensitive. At this time, he sighed helplessly at Tang Wan and said, "Oh, young man, you said I don't eat this, what can I eat? Who can make it for me? ?”

Bei Ya looked at the old man a little sadly, and then picked up the tableware in front of the old man.

"Senior, don't eat this, I'll cook for you."

Old Man You Ming was taken aback, "You, know how to cook?"

Tang Wan suddenly laughed out loud, "I said old man, take back that questioning tone, Beiya is a master at cooking."

"That's great," Old Man Youming said with a smile, "I'll give you a [-]% discount on the room rate, as long as you can cook for me every day, how about it?"

I saw Bei Ya smiled and said: "Old man, even if there is no discount, we can't bear to watch you eat these things. Okay, let's talk, I'll cook."

You Ming looked at Bei Ya's receding back, then blinked at Tang Wan, "Young man, you are very lucky."

Tang Wan clasped her fists at Old Man You Ming and said with a smile, "Thank you Senior You Ming for your compliment."

You Ming looked at the wooden barrel at his feet, with a look of distaste flashing across his face, "Oh, I finally don't have to eat these crap anymore."

Tang Wan was startled, "Senior, have you been eating these?"

The old man nodded, "Yeah, after living a lifetime, I will cook these two dishes, one with cabbage and one with clear water soup."

Looking at the melancholy look of the old man, Tang Wan couldn't help shaking her head helplessly.