who called him an onion essence

During the summer vacation, the cicadas were singing one after another, the air conditioner was turned on in the store, and the newly bought popsicles were bitten in half, and they were still breathing coldly.

Yang Cong tilted his head to lick the water that flowed down. It was still his favorite chocolate flavor, but unfortunately he could only eat one a day.He sat at a small table in the corner, his eyes following the busy Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng, who was chopping meat, squinted his eyes, but he still couldn't control the sweat flowing across his face.

"Uncle, towel!" Yang Cong hurried over with a towel, stood on the small bench Yang Sheng specially prepared, and stretched out his hand to wipe the other party's sweat.

A few old guests showed surprise: "This child..."

Yang Sheng lowered his head very cooperatively, and waited for Yang Cong to retract his hand and obediently stood aside, before he took the time to answer other people's questions: "My nephew, isn't he good-looking?"

It was rare for the guests to see such an "enthusiastic" look on him, and they all laughed: "It looks good! This little face is so pale, it really hurts."

Yang Cong, who was praised, pursed his lips very reservedly, but the smile on his lips betrayed him.

The cat hiding far away scratched the door: "Meow!" Don't be fooled!

Most of the female guests like well-behaved children. Although Yang Sheng's muscles are hot, their attention is more or less shifted to the lovely Yang Cong.There are many extras or small supporting roles who are filming in the film and television city, and I have seen many child stars. I always feel that compared with the child in front of me, those children are a little less spiritual: "This looks, you can make your debut!"

It is simply a new favorite.

Oh, it turns out that it is a cat. Although it likes to run around, it will occasionally come to show off its cuteness to solicit business.

Yang Cong was stunned, and leaned over to whisper to Yang Sheng: "What is debut?"

Even though he was very busy, Yang Sheng still paid attention to his question, while chopping meat, he replied in a low voice: "It's just to be a star... Like the drama you watch at night, the people in it are stars."

"It's amazing." Yang Cong sighed sincerely.

During this period of time, he has watched a lot of TV dramas, especially family ethics, in which children are always indispensable.Hearing what Yang Sheng said now, he suddenly had an idea in his heart, an idea that was a bit out of the ordinary.

It's a pity that Yang Sheng doesn't know how to guess the mind, otherwise he will definitely hinder him, let him study obediently, and don't think about what is there all day long.

Time passed quickly, and it was afternoon in the blink of an eye. Yang Sheng put down the work in hand and asked his apprentice to take over.As for the clerk who is mainly in charge of takeout, because there are many people in the store who can call in, depending on the situation, it won't be too busy to take a few takeout orders, so Yang Sheng made a deliberate decision.But Yang Cong ate the popsicles and obediently did his homework, and now he also ran around to help clean up the dishes.The small peak period just now really scared him. The customers outside the store actually had to line up and take away bags of braised vegetables in twos and threes.

The apprentice knew a little better, and explained to him: "There are also food shops in the film and television city, but they are not as good as us."

"Is our store very old?" Yang Cong suddenly became interested in his own business.

Before the apprentice could answer, Yang Sheng came out from the back kitchen, his face was still stained with wet water, which he wiped off with his hands carelessly: "Listen to my master... It must have been a hundred years." Unfortunately, after the war , Yang Sheng's master was forced to leave his hometown, and opened a shop in this kind of place, and then passed on to Yang Sheng's master, and even Yang Sheng's generation.The history of the store is not long, but the signboard has been around for some years.

"There was a TV station that came to interview me before, and I wanted to find some old traditional store for a show, but the master pushed it." The apprentice took the opportunity to interject, "Actually, I think that the master is so handsome, he will definitely make our store popular."

"You are the only one who is poor." Yang Sheng knocked his apprentice on the head.

Yang Cong stared at his lord disapprovingly: "Why don't you go?"

"Master, you are shy!" The apprentice was very good at winking, knowing that when Yang Cong was around, Yang Sheng would not teach him too hard.

"Uncle debut!" Yang Cong added fuel.

Being ridiculed by the two made his ears burn, Yang Sheng was angry and funny. After all, he was still a young man, no matter how experienced he was in life, he was not mature enough, and he was still shy.With a cold face on purpose, he patted his apprentice hard on the shoulder to signal him to concentrate on his work, and seeing the smile in Yang Cong's eyes, he casually pinched his small face.It's just that the action is very light, far from the level of punishment: "Don't do your homework? Go shopping with me."

"What to buy?" Yang Cong and his apprentice said in unison.

"Buy some spices and come back." Yang Sheng glanced at Yang Cong meaningfully, and then his eyes fell on his apprentice, "Ping, you can study it by yourself tonight, and I will have a look at the recipe of spicy mouth tomorrow morning." Earlier, Yang Sheng accidentally dug out the recipe from the bedside table. He knew it was written by a child just by looking at the handwriting.Now that there is a new recipe, the old store has to innovate, so he naturally puts all his efforts to try it, and also takes the opportunity to test his apprentices.

The apprentice suddenly cried: "Ah... I, I will try my best."

Yang Cong gloated beside him, giggling.

Of course, Yang Sheng wasn't trying to embarrass his apprentice. He started researching the formula of the spicy series early in the morning, and now he just let the apprentice practice on the original basis to see how well the other party mastered the ingredients.

"Take a good look at the store."

The apprentice was teary-eyed and pitifully watched the master skip work, but fortunately there was still a cat in the shop——

etc!Where's the cat?

The cat that ran out to have fun: "Meow meow!" Let's play!

The sun was not too strong this afternoon, and there were not many people in the market. Yang Sheng took Yang Cong in one hand and the wine he just bought in the other, and walked deep into the market skillfully.To be honest, all kinds of things are mixed here, the vegetable leaves that have been squeezed out of juice stick to the road, and occasionally there is water flowing down from the fish or meat table, emitting a strong fishy smell.Fortunately, Yang Cong himself grew up in the ground, so he saw a lot of bugs and silt, and a mere market was not considered dirty in his eyes.

The two turned around, and finally stopped in front of a small shop. Many bags or wooden barrels had been placed on the iron shelves on both sides of the shop door, with the mouth half-opened, revealing the various spices inside.There are star anise, cumin, grass fruit, dried chili, etc., which can smell spicy or sour after passing through, and it will not dissipate for a long time.

The owner of the store is a middle-aged man, in his fifties, and his temples are already a little gray.He has a square face and looks very simple and honest: "Oh, Ah Sheng is here, and he is bringing a child with him!"

Yang Sheng was obviously very familiar with him, so he didn't exchange much greetings, and directly stated the purpose of his visit: "I want to get a new recipe."

"This time the amount is quite a lot?" The store owner took the list, which listed the names of spices and the corresponding quantities.Of course, the specific formula can't be seen from the list alone, and Yang Sheng can't even tell whether some of the things in it are useful.The store owner stared at the list for a long time, calculated the inventory in the store, and then began to prepare for him: "I'm planning to get a new formula, why don't you expand the store?"

Putting the wine on the table, Yang Sheng smiled and gave the same answer as before: "Wait a little longer." In fact, the store is indeed a bit small, and sooner or later it will expand or move directly to another place.But Yang Sheng was reluctant, and he hesitated when he thought that it was passed on to him by his master.

"You are stubborn!"

Seeing the adults chatting, Yang Cong tiptoed to reach for the tangerine peel in the bag, feeling that it was very fresh, and took a deep breath. "Uncle, this looks like orange peel." He turned his head and asked curiously.

"It's orange peel." Yang Sheng squatted down, and broke off a small piece to show him the veins inside, "The ones at home can't be eaten, but these are delicious."

"Put it in a duck?"

"Ah."

Afterwards, one big and one small looked at Chen Pi all the way, and Yang Sheng took the opportunity to teach his children some simple ways to distinguish spices. After all, there is a stewed vegetable shop at home, so it is impossible to know anything.Yang Cong also watched it with great interest, perhaps because of the ontology, he has a strong liking for spices or simple plants.feel close.

After a long time, the shop owner put out the bags of prepared spices and labeled them. "See if it's all in place, my memory is getting worse every year..." He sat down on the rocking chair, holding the wine that Yang Sheng gave him and didn't let go.

Yang Sheng checked it carefully, and found that there were no omissions, and the quality of the spices was very good. He could tell when he smelled it: "It's all there, Uncle Zhang, don't drink too much alcohol, and pay attention to your body." After finishing speaking, he lifted his clothes effortlessly There are a lot of big bags of spices, "Let's go first, come back next time."

"Hurry up and expand the store, do you hear me!" the store owner yelled.

Yang Sheng smiled, did not answer, and led Yang Cong away.

On the way back, Yang Cong chewed on a small piece of dried tangerine peel that he got in exchange for acting like a spoiled child: "Uncle, in the future, I'll make money to buy you a bigger shop!"

"Buy yourself a big house first." Yang Sheng joked with him, not paying attention to the words, "I'll buy you a bicycle first."

"The house and the shop are also needed." Yang Cong puffed out his small chest, full of confidence.

Yang Sheng almost couldn't resist bending over to rub his face: "Good boy."