who called him an onion essence

After playing enough books in the fourth grade, Yang Cong quickly jumped to the sixth grade and studied with a group of students who were taller than him.

Similarly, almost all of these people became his fans in the end, and they seldom regarded him as a child younger than themselves, but as an opponent, an opponent who eventually rose up with them.

His grades did not drop, and Yang Cong was also practicing secretly.He turned out the book hidden at the bottom of the cabinet. Yang Cong found that the writing in the book was similar to the ancient writing in this world, and with the hanger that the monk gave him, it was not as difficult to read as he imagined.Of course, Yang Cong skipped the strange content at the end, and his intuition told him that it is not suitable for now.

The first half of the book is mainly the records of the monks' tours in various places, including the scenes of the world, large and small, and there is also a short section recording the content of the world where Yang Cong lived.These are all normal, but the recipes inside caught Yang Cong's heart - how does it look, it's similar to the ones here?Vegetables and meats with different names are almost the same as those in this small world in pictures, and the biggest difference may be whether they contain aura or not.

One of the chapters talks about seasoning, which is almost consistent with what Yang Cong knows. Apart from the strange names such as spirit fruit and spirit grass, he even found his own prototype: "Purple skin has multiple layers, and it tastes pungent. It can be mixed with... Ten spice powder." I just don't know why among all the spiritual fruits, only Yang Cong has developed spiritual wisdom and has such good fortune.

"Would it be useful to uncle?" Yang Cong thought so, took out a pen and paper and wrote down the method and ratio of making the seasoning, without changing it into the words of people in this world, anyway, Yang Sheng should be able to understand it.

The second half focuses on the cultivation methods. The monks themselves are not very talented, so the records are all low-level exercises.However, it was just right for Yang Cong, he didn't want to cultivate, he just wanted to be with his uncle.As long as they master these methods and see if they can teach Yang Sheng, they will live longer than ordinary people in the future.

Yang Cong also copied down the few selected exercises, which are easier to practice in the city, and will not cause abnormal movements and arouse suspicion.He didn't know if there were any figures similar to monks in this small world, so he didn't dare to take risks and just proceeded step by step.

Today Yang Sheng was not only busy looking after the store, but also teaching his apprentices, so he didn't have time to come back, so Yang Cong had to heat up the food and eat it himself.Before Yang Sheng found a kid from his hometown, he was very smart and hardworking, so he stayed in the store for a while, and he thought it was pretty good, so he decided to take him in as an apprentice.The child had just grown up, not much younger than Yang Sheng, lived in the small room at the back of the store, and spent all day studying how to make stewed vegetables, which was really great.

Yang Cong met each other a few times, called "Brother" symbolically, and became less enthusiastic, secretly observing the relationship between him and Yang Sheng.He felt relieved when he found that the two were not close except for the respect and strictness of the master and apprentice.

Ahem, he's not jealous, he's just afraid that his uncle will forget to pamper him, that's all.

The book can't be exposed yet, even if Yang Sheng should have noticed something, Yang Cong decided to pretend not to know.The preparation methods of those seasonings may be useful for the stewed vegetable restaurant, Yang Cong sorted them out, and quietly hid them in the bedside table, waiting for Yang Sheng to find out by himself.As for the cultivation method... Yang Cong thought about it for a while, and felt that he should try it out first, then improve it later, and just teach him the version suitable for Yang Sheng.

If in the future, Yang Sheng decides to marry a wife and have children, these things cannot be casually exposed to his wife and children.This has nothing to do with Yang Cong's mood, it's just about his own safety, so he has to be careful.Yang Sheng is credible, those outsiders... can't be sure.

But if there is such a day--

Presumably Yang Cong himself had already left early, so he didn't need to worry too much.Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing: "It's really hard to be a human being!"

After dealing with all this, Yang Cong lay down on the sofa lazily. The window was half open, and the afternoon sun shone on his feet, making them warm.After a while, he fell into a deep sleep and didn't even hear Yang Sheng's footsteps coming back.

Yang Sheng had been busy for most of the day, and as the evening approached, he decided to let his apprentice and the shop assistants watch the shop together, and he came back first.Anyway, the secret recipe of stewed vegetables is always in his hands, and the brine in the store is not so easy to be taken away. In addition, the characters of the two can stand the test, in short, Yang Sheng is very relieved.What's more, it rained heavily in the afternoon, and there were not many customers, so it was more than enough to keep apprentices and shop assistants.

As soon as he came back, he saw a little one sleeping on the sofa, its clothes were lifted up unconsciously, its belly was exposed, rising and falling with its breathing. "I'm not afraid of catching a cold." Yang Sheng said in a low voice, tidied up Yang Cong's clothes, and covered his stomach with a small quilt.There were unfinished homework on the coffee table. Yang Sheng looked at it and felt that the child's handwriting was getting better and better, and the English writing was also very beautiful.

Not long after, Yang Cong vaguely felt someone beside him, struggling to wake up from the dream: "...Uncle?"

Yang Sheng picked him up: "Well, why did you fall asleep in the living room? Do you want to eat?"

"Okay... I want to eat braised duck, big duck legs." Yang Cong responded with a smile, "I was so sleepy doing my homework, I fell asleep."

"The next time you feel sleepy, go back to your room. There are two days on the weekend, don't worry."

This day's dinner was braised duck, fried eggs, and a pot of vegetable porridge, which Yang Sheng specially cooked for the child in case the child would catch cold.Duck meat is greasy, so eating a bowl of hot and light porridge is better for the stomach.Yang Cong held the big duck leg in one hand and a spoon in the other, eating so much that his cheeks were stained with sauce.I also want to tell Yang Sheng that he did well in the mock exam, like a chattering little cat.

"Junior high school is the best place to study there, but the score may be higher." Yang Sheng had inquired about it earlier, and there was not much worry in his tone.

After all, my child is smart and has good grades, so it shouldn't be difficult to pass the exam.

Yang Cong smiled, put the gnawed duck legs with only bones on the plate, and wiped his hands: "Well, I heard from the teacher that you don't need to live in the school." There are only a few schools in the city. It's fine, but it's a pity that it's near the city center. If you want to go, you must stay.But Yang Cong studied hard just to stay by Yang Sheng's side, so he definitely wouldn't choose No. 20 Middle School.As the next best thing, he decided to choose a school close to home. He heard that this junior high school had good grades in the previous year, only a little worse than City No. [-] Middle School, but the learning atmosphere was more relaxed.What's more, the school is only [-] minutes away from home, and it's just a short ride away by bicycle.

Yang Sheng thought so too. After all, the child looked young, and he couldn't compare to those students who went all the way up. If he was bullied during the stay, he might as well keep it secret.If he is studying in the junior high school here, he can pass by all the time and doesn't need to worry too much about his child's life in school. "I'll buy you a bicycle, and you'll learn it soon." Yang Sheng thought about it, and gave Yang Cong another half bowl of porridge.

"I already know how to ride." Earlier, Yang Cong borrowed the bicycles of his younger brothers and secretly practiced for a while, and he was able to ride well.It's just that I didn't really go on the road, and I was a little lacking in courage.

"I'll take you on a ride." Yang Sheng also knew that he wanted to be strong. The older the child was, the more he refused to act like a baby in some aspects.

Only then did Yang Cong raise the corners of his mouth: "Okay!"

Xiaoshengchu's exam was coming soon. Early that morning, Yang Sheng took Yang Cong to the exam room, told him the precautions over and over again, and checked whether he had brought all the stationery and exam admission ticket.Yang Cong was annoyed by what he said, so he opened his arms to ask Yang Sheng to hug him, and after being hugged, he gave him a wet kiss on the face: "Uncle, don't be afraid!"

Yang Sheng laughed: "I don't take the exam."

Yang Cong blinked mischievously: "Then I'm not afraid, uncle don't talk so hard!"

"Okay." Yang Sheng also realized that he was too nervous. He took a deep breath and put the child down. Come up, almost no problem at all.Big deal, when the time comes, I will enter the regular class.

"No! I want to take the first place in the exam!" Yang Cong was very confident. He couldn't see him destroying his prestige and boosting others' ambition.After finishing speaking, he ran into the school with his schoolbag on his back without looking back.

Yang Sheng, who watched him leave, couldn't help but sigh: "It's really... grown up." He himself is becoming more and more like a real parent of a child. He will worry about the other's food and clothing, and worry about the other's warmth. Dimensions are messed up.

There are a few parents who are closer to Yang Sheng, and they all know the little genius who skipped a grade, and they are envious and comforting to persuade him: "Your Yang Cong is so smart, what are you afraid of!" Listening to their chatter , Yang Sheng couldn't help but relax a bit, and his expression softened a lot: "Yes, they are all smart kids."

Seeing that the people around him gradually dispersed, he did not leave, but parked his motorcycle in front of the opposite milk tea shop and waited.

For the next few days, Yang Sheng waited like this until the bell rang for the end of the last subject, and the students filed out, among them was his little onion who came out very calmly. "Uncle, I want to eat popsicles." Yang Cong was in a panic in the examination room, wishing to hand in the paper early, and afraid that being too prominent would make Yang Sheng worry, so he endured until this moment.As a result, when he met Yang Sheng's gaze, he completely forgot what he was going to say, and acted like a baby subconsciously.

"It's hot, buy it back and eat it later." In this special time, Yang Sheng might not be able to respond to every request, but he would never let the child down.

"Oh."

A bag of popsicles bought back was placed in the refrigerator. After dinner, Yang Cong was allowed to eat one. It was chocolate-flavored, cold and sweet.Yang Sheng turned on the TV, sat down on the sofa, and the one biting the popsicle limply leaned over as if it had lost its bones: "I want to watch this." Unlike other children, Yang Cong loves to watch family dramas, Especially the ones with a lot of bitter scenes.

Let him follow the drama, after a while, Yang Sheng suddenly asked: "Is the test difficult?"

"It's not difficult." Yang Cong licked the corner of his mouth, "I'm sure I can pass the exam."

So much for the focus on grades, Yang Sheng thought for a while, and tentatively asked: "Where do you want to go on vacation?" This vacation is quite long, and it can completely drive Yang Cong crazy.

Yang Cong grinned: "Hey, I don't want to play! I'll accompany uncle!"

When he got the unexpected answer, Yang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and gave Yang Cong a piece of duck breast: "I'm running a shop, it's nothing interesting." After a pause, he continued, "When I'm free, , I can take you to the beach, or somewhere else."

"Then I'll open a shop too!" Yang Cong pretended.

I wanted to continue persuading the other party, but Yang Cong seemed very determined and focused on opening a store with him.To be honest, Yang Sheng rarely travels, and this time he made such a suggestion for Yang Cong.If Yang Cong really refuses, there is nothing he can do: "Okay... as long as you like it. Then help out in the store? If you feel tired then, you can't go back on your word."

After chewing and swallowing the duck breast, Yang Cong let out a sigh: "Mmm...Of course I don't regret it!"

Recently, the cat who likes to hide in the store suddenly feels a chill: "Meow meow?"