delicious master

Chapter 53
Returning to Dongju with the frozen chicken from the market, Tang Xiaokang had already seen the familiar four circles.

The red Audi TT is obviously a small steel cannon in the eyes of many people, but it is run as a commercial vehicle by his mother. Tang Xiaokang has always expressed his admiration for this.

Don't ask, asking is rich and willful.

His mother also had a key to Dongju, so after seeing the Audi parked at the door, Tang Xiaokang was not surprised at Dongju with the door open.

Subconsciously carrying the chicken in his hand behind his back, Tang Xiaokang slowly walked into the hall.

Standing at the door, Tang Xiaokang saw that his mother was really making milk powder for the winter melon with her sleeves rolled up, and the winter melon on the blanket was rolling, showing no fear of strangers.

"coming."

After taking a faint glance at Tang Xiaokang, his mother Cheng Guixia spoke.

"Ah."

Walking towards the back kitchen without a trace, Tang Xiaokang skillfully replaced the frozen chicken on his back with the other hand on the back.

Although there was a lot of panic in his heart, there was still no change on his calm face. Tang Xiaokang silently praised his acting skills.

"What are you hiding? Such a big bag is really blind, you can't see it."

However, before Tang Xiaokang stepped into the back kitchen, the calm voice of his mother Cheng Guixia came over again, and Tang Xiaokang was stunned for a moment.

Putting the frozen chicken aside casually, Tang Xiaokang immediately put a smile on his face.

"This chicken is prepared to make soup for myself, mom, don't think too much about it."

Pour the goat's milk powder in her hand into the bowl of winter melon and watch the little guy licking it continuously. Cheng Guixia didn't even look at Tang Xiaokang's thoughts.

"Ma'am, I've worked so hard to make money for you, trying to make your life better, and you're going to give me a frozen chicken right now? You're really good at it!"

With a cold snort, Tang Xiaokang's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

His mother, Cheng Guixia, is not very tall. Tang Xiaokang's height of just over 1.5 meters is basically half short for Tang Xiaokang, and his weight in his early [-]s. Although he looks a little fat, he is still very petite.

But every time Tang Xiaokang faced his mother, he always felt an indescribable sense of pressure.

Maybe it's because my mother was more ruthless than my grandfather in the family gang fights when I was young.

"Old...Mom, please listen to my explanation!"

He opened his mouth and wanted to excuse himself, but Tang Xiaokang couldn't think of any good idea after thinking for a long time. Just when he was anxious and didn't know how to explain, he saw the frozen chicken on the table and suddenly had an idea.

"Mom, you really can't blame me for this. It's not like you don't know that live poultry is not allowed to be sold in the market. Even if I want to find you a good chicken, I can't do anything!"

"really?"

She looked at Tang Xiaokang's face suspiciously. Cheng Guixia had never been at ease about her son's virtue. To put it nicely, it was called free and easy, but to put it bluntly, it was a bit cheap.

"Really, it's more real than real gold!"

Answering quickly, Tang Xiaokang silently breathed a sigh of relief seeing that Comrade Cheng Guixia finally had a look of faith.

Right at this moment...

At the door of the hall, a hen passed by silently and crowed for laying eggs.

The two people's eyes were attracted. At this moment, Tang Xiaokang had already thought of 21 ways to cut the chicken.

"This chicken can lay eggs."

Sensing his mother's suspicious gaze, Tang Xiaokang decided to answer first.

In the end, Comrade Cheng Guixia decided to hold her hand high and bypass Tang Xiaokang's little life, but the death penalty is inevitable, and the living crime is inevitable. Thinking of what might appear in the trunk of her car, Cheng Guixia frowned involuntarily.

Then Cheng Guixia gave instructions to Tang Xiaokang.

"I know you are definitely unreliable. I heard from your grandpa that you recently learned how to cook salt-baked chicken to the recipe level. I specially brought live chickens here. Your father recently negotiated with someone and fed him a box. Wuliangye finally took out a breeding base from the other party and gave it to our company.

Those mature live chickens are in my trunk, go and get them. "

Unexpectedly, the old man would give himself such a high evaluation. In the soup family, when a certain dish is the best, it will be called the recipe level by the soup family, which means that this dish has reached the requirements in the soup family recipe The conditions and taste can be shown in the name of soup family recipes.

Such an evaluation is a supreme honor for both the former Tang family and the current Tang family!
But what made Tang Xiaokang even more curious was the live chicken brought by his mother.

As a diplomat of the family company, his father Tang Qingbo's negotiating ability is basically beyond doubt. Comrade Tang Qingbo's contribution is definitely more than half of the Tang's supply company's current ability.

He brought countless high-quality sources of goods to the company, and won countless cooperative units.

Now Tang Qingbo seldom uses drinking as a way to conduct business negotiations. This live chicken will let Comrade Tang offer such an invincible magic weapon as filling wine, which really makes Tang Xiaokang look forward to it for a while.

After all, Comrade Lao Tang would never go back to do this if it wasn’t really very high-quality ingredients. As a member of the Tang family, although he doesn’t know how to cook, Tang Qingbo’s eyesight for seeing things is more than a bit better than Tang Xiaokang’s.

In response, Tang Xiaokang excitedly walked towards Audi at the door.

I silently mourned for that man in my heart. If I dare to drink with Comrade Tang Qingbo, it must be the old birthday star who hanged himself, and I don’t think he died fast enough.

Tang Xiaokang can still clearly remember that when he was eight years old, Comrade Tang Qingbo single-handedly drank all six of his uncles and nineteen cousins ​​to the ground. Easily paired with peanuts, I drank the only remaining bottle of Niulanshan.

No one knows where Comrade Lao Tang's drinking talent came from, but as far back as Tang Xiaokang can remember, he has never seen his father, Tang Qingbo, get drunk.

After all, every time I drink, I listen to Comrade Lao Tang’s words the longest, just warming up, and it’s not going to work...

Arriving at the door, there were already many stall owners outside Dongju starting to prepare things. The rush of traffic was about to come, and everyone was as solemn as if they were rushing to the battlefield.

Smiling and nodding with everyone, Tang Xiaokang walked towards the Audi TT that suddenly appeared under everyone's slightly surprised gaze.

As a small steel gun that can barely be a sports car, the trunk of this guy cannot be opened only from the back.

Walking to the side of the car and opening the door, Tang Xiaokang came to the position of the fuel tank cap switch and groped for a while to find the familiar button.

bang...

(End of this chapter)