Shen Qingqing cut the tripe into pieces of suitable size, and sliced the beef, mutton, and pork belly into thin slices. Over at He's, duck blood, duck intestines, potatoes and other dishes were also put on the plate.
After all the ingredients are prepared, tonight's protagonist - the Yuanyang Pot - will appear. The pot was brought by Shen Qingqing from the mutton restaurant, so I just wanted to test it in advance to see if it works well.
Pour the fragrant bone soup into the pot, add special red oil hot pot base on one side, and add various wild mushrooms on the other side. Under the stimulation of the fire, the unique aroma of the hot pot is quickly stimulated.
The old ghost was so excited that he was holding the jade bowl. Meng Qiyu next to him was also licking his lips non-stop. They looked at each other and said at the same time: "Don't fight with me!"
Shen Qingqing: "Both of you, please stand aside and cook for a while. Wait until I finish serving tea before we start dinner."
Fang Zhenshan waited beside him for a long time, just waiting for these words. After hearing this, he sat up from the stool and carefully took out the cloth bag hidden in his arms, "Qingqing, uncle bought you a gift. Look,
See if you like it."
He glanced at him and said, "Hey, you still know how to buy things! Okay, now that you've figured it out, let me see what you bought."
Fang Zhenshan avoided her outstretched hand, "Can I let Qingqing see it first? It's my first time buying something, and I don't know if she likes it."
"Okay, okay, let Qingqing take a look first." He said with a look of disgust, which made the old man look hypocritical.
Under everyone's eager attention, Shen Qingqing took the cloth bag, untied the knot on it, and opened it to see that there was still a cloth bag inside, the kind with small floral flowers.
Fang Zhenshan smiled proudly, "I asked the boss to make it specially, doesn't it look good?"
Shen Qingqing raised her lips: "It looks good."
The key to this situation was that she didn't dare to say it didn't look good.
Opening the small floral cloth bag, there are one, two, three or four velvet flowers of various colors. The colors are the most gorgeous and the styles are the most common.
In short, it can be described in one word: soil.
Shen Qingqing: "?"
She really can't handle this.
He slapped Fang Zhenshan on the back of his head.
"Who are you fooling here, you bad old man?"
"Where did I fool myself?" Fang Zhenshan rubbed the back of his head aggrievedly, "Aren't these little flowers pretty? I think they are pretty, Qingqing, what do you think?"
Shen Qingqing picked up one of the velvet flowers, sniffed it lightly, and frowned slightly. The velvet flower seemed to be stained with Yin Qi, and it must have been touched by something dirty.
She put the velvet flower back with a calm expression, raised her head and looked at Fang Zhenshan carefully, and was slightly relieved when she saw that his expression was calm.
Seeing that she remained silent, Fang Zhenshan asked nervously: "What? Don't you like it?"
Shen Qingqing choked, "It looks good, but you'd better buy less in the future. It's too expensive."
Fang Zhenshan became energetic again, "Without breaking the bank, so many things only cost a few dozen copper coins. It's so worth it!"
He's fists tightened and relaxed, and finally she couldn't help but punch him, "Stop talking, go and get the new clothes I bought."
As she said that, she looked at Shen Qingqing awkwardly, "His eyes have always been like this, just get used to it... I bought clothes for you and a few other children, see if you like them."
"What a coincidence, Meng Yuan and I also bought clothes for you and your uncle."
The two of them took out the package together and distributed the new clothes one by one. In the end, everyone got the new clothes, except Meng Yuan who stood there with empty hands.
Meng Yuan looked hopeless, maybe he would jump into the pot and boil himself.
Mr. He strongly rejected the blame: "Originally, I was going to buy one for you, but Zhenshan said there was no need to buy it for you." So if you want to blame, just blame that bad old man.
Meng Yuan sighed with vicissitudes of life, his heart bubbling with sourness.
Once upon a time, he was also Master's little sweetheart. If there was anything delicious or fun, he would be the first one that came to mind.
What now?
Now he is just a weed on the roadside that no one cares about, even worse than rhubarb!
He turned his head and glanced at Fang Zhenshan, almost writing the words "heartless man" on his face.
Fang Zhenshan spoke plausibly: "Master, this is to inspire you. A man should make his own money to buy clothes. How can you compare with a child?"
Meng Yuan smiled: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching. My apprentice has benefited a lot."
Shen Qingqing patted his shoulder sympathetically, "Tomorrow I will go to the town to pick out one piece for you, or two. We are not short of money. Now put away the new clothes. I want to serve tea. Uncle Fang and Aunt Fang, please
Take your seat."
She turned around and poured two cups of tea, then picked up the first cup and handed it to He, "Godmother, drink tea."
The word "Godmother" was like a dose of good medicine. Hearing this made He feel comfortable both physically and mentally, and she responded in a loud voice: "Ah, good daughter."
Shen Qingqing picked up another cup of tea and handed it to Fang Zhenshan, "Daddy, drink tea."
"Okay, let's drink tea. Haha, the tea my daughter makes is delicious."
Shen Qingqing put the wine and bracelet on the small table between the two of them, "This is a marriage gift from my daughter to my two elders. I wish them health, longevity, happiness and joy."
Fang Zhenshan and Mr. He looked at the gifts on the table and looked at each other. The smiles on their lips were still there, but the corners of their eyes were quietly moist.
When the two decided to leave the capital and come to the wilderness, they were already prepared to grow old alone. Unexpectedly, God gave them a smart and beautiful daughter.
There is hope for their lives in the future!
Shen Qingqing bent down to wipe away Mrs. He's tears, smiled and held her arm, "Mom, don't cry. Today is a good day for our family to reunite. You should laugh."
Meng Qixue grinned and showed her, "Yes, grandma, look at how beautiful my smile is!"
Meng Qifeng touched her arm and said, "You called her wrong. Now she is Grandma He's goddaughter. We should change our name to Grandma He and grandma."
"Yes, I forgot." Meng Qixue put her hands on her hips in an exaggerated manner, "Hehe, I have a grandma and a grandpa now!"
Shen Qingqing smiled and said: "It's okay if you don't change your words. Anyway, there is no difference between calling me grandpa and grandma and calling me grandma and grandpa."
"Then I can call you grandparents today and grandma tomorrow. In this way, like everyone else in the village, I have both grandparents and grandpa. Mother, am I right?"
Shen Qingqing rubbed her little head, "Yes, yes, your Xuebao is very smart. Go eat, if you don't eat, Yu'er's saliva will drip into the pot."
Meng Qiyu's face turned red when her name was called. She quickly wiped the water stains from her mouth and straightened her chest.
The family happily sat down around the table, boiled meatballs, rinsed meat slices, fished for mushrooms, and ate enthusiastically.
The hand-made meatballs are smooth and chewy, the shrimps are smooth and full of flavor, the wild mushrooms are fragrant and delicious, and of course there are crispy and delicious tripe slices.
"My mother, this stuff is so delicious!"
The old ghost held a piece of hairy belly between his legs and ate with tears in his eyes, "When I think of how much delicious food I wasted before, I want to slap myself to death!"