I used to be a liar, but now call me a cooking god!

After packing up the stall, Dai Fan rode his tricycle and pedaled home step by step. Usually, he pedaled this short distance very easily.

But today, I don’t know what happened. I just felt that this tricycle was so heavy that it was very difficult to pedal. I almost couldn’t pedal it. There was no wind today. It seems that it’s time to change to an electric tricycle.

As soon as I thought about it, I suddenly felt that I was floating. In my pocket, except for today’s turnover, there was not even a thousand yuan left in my savings. I dared to dream of an electric tricycle.

Sure enough, the craftsmanship taught by his master is his greatest confidence.

He lives on the first floor of the community, in the suite at the back and the most remote location. The light is not good, but there are many convenient places.

The baby tricycle does not need to go to the basement, and can be maintained in his own yard.

Today’s business is good and the sales are fast. Usually, he goes home to replenish ingredients after four o’clock, but today he came back at three o’clock.

When Dai's mother saw her son coming back so early, she felt a little nervous. She took a towel and ran out.

"Why did you come back so early? You didn't do anything, did you? Let me see."

Dai's mother was very nervous. Her son was diligent and hardworking. He always worked from dawn to dusk to set up a stall. He wanted to make more money. The only time he came back was when the pancakes were not tasty. He was picked on by a few gangsters and almost overturned the stall.

It is said that the gangsters scolded him so badly that his son was depressed for several days after he came back. Since then, Dai's mother has had a psychological shadow on her son's coming back from setting up a stall.

"No, it's because business is good today. The pancakes are all sold out. Of course I have to come back early because I have nothing to sell." Dai Fan said with a smile.

Dai's mother looked at the clean ingredients on the tricycle and couldn't believe it.

"Sold out? People's tastes are so strange nowadays that they can eat pancakes that even my mother finds hard to swallow?"

Dai Fan looked up suddenly. Wow, his mother finally told the truth.

In the past, he said that pancakes were bad and had no future. His mother always comforted him, saying that they were not that bad, but just not as good as the one across the street. He relied on this sentence to keep the stall alive. It turned out that it was all a lie.

"No, Mom, it's my master. He came to my pancake stall today to explore the store and taught me a lot of secret recipes for making pancakes. The pancakes he made are always delicious. My pancake stall has become popular and I won't have to worry about selling them in the future."

"Is he really here?" Dai's mother murmured.

"Yes, why would I lie to you?"

Dai Fan told Dai's mother a lot of things about his master's exploration of the store. Dai's mother didn't understand anything else, but she also knew that her son would be very powerful once his master came. For a while, tears flowed down her face.

"Thank God, thank the Bodhisattva, you finally showed up and let your wish come true. Our Xiaofan has become a capable person."

Dai Fan was affected by his mother's emotions and his eyes were red.

Then I heard Dai's mother say: "That's great, I don't have to be so embarrassed, I can face the people of Jiangdong. Since you went out to sell pancakes, I was embarrassed to walk around the courtyard of the community, for fear that the neighbors would talk to me about your unpalatable pancakes."

Dai Fan: ...

This is my real mother, the song has been sung, I have to listen to her and can't be angry.

"Do you have any ingredients left for making pancakes?" Dai's mother searched in the cabinet.

Dai Fan said quickly, "Yes, there are some small ingredients left in the refrigerator, which are for the stall in the evening."

"Why don't you make some pancakes quickly? Mom has eaten so many unpalatable pancakes, so she should try something delicious to comfort herself."

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll make you a few to try right away."

Dai Fan moved the pot to the kitchen, cleaned it up, and made a few pancakes.

He had been busy for so long just now, and he was hungry now. He prepared to eat pancakes for dinner. The taste was so good that he wanted to eat two more.

After making a few pancakes and placing them on a plate, Dai Fan went to pour a glass of water and returned to the living room, only to see his mother take a bag, put all the pancakes in it, and happily went out with it.

"Wait, mom, are you holding the pancakes?"

"Of course I'm going to give them to my good neighbors to eat, and show them off. Mom has been laughed at for so long, it's time to be proud of it."

"I haven't eaten yet, leave some for me."

"If you want to eat, make it yourself. You're a pancake maker, and you're not tired of it."

Dai's mother looked at her son with disdain and left without hesitation.

Dai Fan looked at the empty plate and always felt that something was wrong.

In the past, when his career was not going well and his future was promising, his mother kept saying good things about her son. Why is he now that he has made a lot of progress, but she despises him instead?

Is he no longer his mother's good son?

After making two pancakes for himself and eating them, Dai Fan didn't plan to set up a stall in the afternoon because there weren't many small ingredients left.

The master taught him three recipes,One is for making mutton soup, one is for making sauce, and the last one is for the perfect batter recipe.

He is short of ingredients now, so the pancakes he makes are just okay in taste, and they don't meet the requirements of his master at all.

He must buy everything and make perfect pancakes to live up to his master's cultivation and the diners who have always supported him.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, there was a noise outside.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, you stinky girl, you dare to fool me, you have to compensate me for my pancakes."

What's going on?

Dai Fan pushed the door open and walked out.

In the yard, Aunt Zhao put her hands on her waist at this time, looking ferocious, staring at a room on the second floor. She had a loud voice, and her roar was like thunder. Soon a large group of people gathered in front of the building to watch the excitement.

After a while, Zhang Xiaoxiao and her grandmother came downstairs together.

Seeing Aunt Zhao's look, she was a little scared. She hid behind Grandma Zhang and whispered, "You didn't want the pancake, so I bought it. Why do you want me to pay for it?"

"I don't care. I just want you to pay for it. If I had known that the pancake was so delicious, I would have been stupid to give it to you." Aunt Zhao was panting and obviously regretted it.

"But you are determined not to do it. The pancake boy wanted to explain to you, but you interrupted him. I was also kind enough to help you solve the problem. You're welcome. It's over. Goodbye."

Zhang Xiaoxiao laughed a few times with guilt and turned to run. Who knew that Aunt Zhao suddenly caught up with her and hugged her legs.

Aunt Zhao was really sad at this moment. "Such a delicious pancake, I only took a bite, and gave the rest to my daughter. You don't know how good it tastes. It made me drool from the time I ate the pancake until now. It doesn't matter what I eat, I just crave that bite."

Fuck, why do aunties love to hug legs so much? Zhang Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded. How to break this game?

Aunt Zhao cried, "Girl, please have pity on Aunt Zhao. You have never eaten anything good in your life, but you are greedy for this. Please return the pancake to Aunt Zhao, and I will give you money."