After dawn, Wen Qing actually took Wen Mengran and Lu Beicen to eat pig powder. The hotel lobby was quiet, as if nothing happened.
But the staff at the front desk were obviously no longer ordinary employees. After seeing Wen Qing, they quickly stood up and bowed respectfully, as if they were molds produced on an assembly line.
These people definitely don't know Wen Mengran, but their awe for Wen Qing can be clearly seen from the standard posture and the silence on his face. This young master of the Wen family is obviously not a simple person.
people.
And Wen Qing's seemingly insignificant pampering and tolerance towards Wen Mengran, whether it was out of brother-sister love or something else, showed that Wen Mengran was definitely a very favored daughter at home, but she
But she is willing to do such a job that comes and goes through wind and rain, staying up late and working overtime is normal, and she has a sense of accomplishment. She is really an interesting girl. When Lu Beicen thought of this, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.
The three of them were walking in the streets where there were not many people coming and going. Wen Mengran turned his head and saw Lu Beicen's smile. He smiled a little: "Can a bowl of pig-killing powder make you smile like this?"
Lu Beicen nodded in a good mood: "Yes, in life, food and clothing are two important things. How can you still be in a bad mood if you have delicious food?"
Wen Mengran's depression that night was gone, and he laughed and said: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. When it comes to you, there is only one word left."
Wen Qing turned around and saw two girls smiling like flowers, but looking at Lu Beicen with a hint of inquiry in their eyes. The girl's temperament was very inconsistent with the simplicity she showed, but no matter what, the whole person was
It looks really pleasing to the eye.
A bowl of pig-killing powder, which costs twelve yuan, is not cheap, but it is also made with real ingredients. The mellow white soup and green chives arouse people's appetite. The spiciness of ginger and pepper adds a bit of flavor.
Different taste levels.
Wen Mengran stuffed a thin slice of meat into his mouth: "Why is this meat so tender?"
"It seems that the meat used in the butchered dishes is the tenderest part of the pig's tenderloin." Lu Beicen said casually, enjoying the meal.
There was no one in the store at this time. The proprietress sat behind the cashier at the entrance of the store and answered the question very cheerfully: "This little girl is quite knowledgeable. What we use at home is the tenderest tenderloin and pork liver.
The bowl of noodles looks simple, but in fact there are many experts in it. Little girl, you can try our chopped pepper, which is also a unique skill. If you like it, you can take a bottle back later. "
Lu Beicen was already sweating. He waved his hands and said, "It's too hot. The pepper and ginger are so spicy that I'm sweating. Thank you. I'll try it again next time."
"It's a pity that the little girl can't eat spicy food." The boss's high mood subsided a little.
Lu Beicen understood her mentality very well, and quickly said: "Auntie, we are on a business trip, and we have to stay out for many days. The chopped peppers will go bad if we take them with us on the road. Otherwise, we must take some with us.
How about you chop the pepper and make the fish head?"
"The little girl can also cook. The fish head made with chopped peppers in my shop may be a little bland, but the taste is definitely very good. I'm not selling. I don't have to worry about selling my chopped peppers. I just look at the little girl.
It's someone who understands that I asked you to try it." The fat, round face of the landlady became energetic again.
"We'll come back when it gets cooler next time and try your chopped peppers again." Lu Beicen was still talking, but Wen Mengran actually scooped out a spoonful of chopped peppers from the bottle on the table and stuffed it with a chopstick.
The heat in his mouth instantly made his face turn red. He quickly took out a tissue and spit it out, hissing and sticking out his tongue.
Lu Beicen laughed silently. Wen Qing smiled bitterly as he took a bottle of mineral water from the freezer nearby and handed it over. Wen Mengran rushed outside to rinse his mouth.
The proprietress was amused: "I said the food in my shop is all made from real ingredients. The little girl doesn't believe in evil, so I can't stand how she can just eat like that."
Wen Qing smiled and looked at Lu Beicen: "Xiaolu, is there anything special about this pepper?"
"This is our local spiciest July Red. After being pickled, the spiciness is even stronger. Xiao Rangang's spoonful can make our big bowl of soup spicy." Lu Beicen replied with a smile.
Lu Beicen remembered that when his adoptive mother used to open a restaurant, in order to make chopped pepper fish heads, she would pickle the peppers every year. Every time she marinated, she would wear plastic gloves to cut the peppers, which would be so spicy that it would hurt for many days...
Before Wen Qing could answer, the voice of the landlady came over again: "Young lady is really knowledgeable. Your family also does catering, right?"
Lu Beicen smiled and shook his head: "I used to drive it, but I don't do it now. The old man is old and in poor health."
"It's quite hard to do what we do. Your children have become successful and it's time to enjoy happiness. Unlike us, we have to work hard..."
Lu Beicen stopped answering, and just concentrated on eating the noodles in his bowl, eating them one by one, very carefully.
Wen Qing watched Lu Beicen lowering her head to eat powder, and vaguely felt that she was hiding her emotions by eating powder. The girl's ponytail swayed slightly behind her head, and it swayed into Wen Qing's heart, until Wen Mengran left.
Walking in from the door, he raised his voice and said, "It's killing me, Lu Xiaobei, I hate you, and you didn't even remind me."
Lu Beicen's smiling face rose from the bowl, but it was full of innocence. Wen Qing smiled and said: "We don't eat it, how could we know you are so brave? You finish the noodles quickly, aren't you in a hurry?"
Wen Mengran shook his head and said: "Don't eat, I'm full. Lu Xiaobei, you have to pay the price."
Lu Beicen smiled: "You tell me what price you have to pay."
Wen Mengran looked at the pepper bottle on the table, then turned to Wen Qing: "Brother, when will you go back?"
Wen Qing was trying to figure out what this girl's name was. According to her sister's habit of calling people by name, it seemed that Lu was her last name, and her name should have the character "北" in it... Suddenly, Wen Mengran called her.
Brother, Wen Qing was a little surprised and a little funny: "What do you want me to do?"
"Take three or five cans of these peppers back. Lu Xiaobei, cook me a big meal. I want to eat steamed fish head with chopped peppers." Wen Mengran said through gritted teeth.
Lu Beicen nodded in a funny way: "I can do it, it just doesn't taste good. Just don't dislike it when the time comes. I won't pay for it if it makes you cry."
Wen Qing's heart moved: "Okay, then you can come to my house to do it, and I will be responsible for providing the venue."
Wen Mengran glanced at his cousin with some suspicion, waved his hand and said: "You are so busy, so there is no need. Just call me when you get home and I will go and get it. Xiaobei, let's go to my aunt."
Let’s make it at home.”
Lu Beicen stood up with a smile and said: "Let's go, go to my house then. Last time I said I would invite Sister Li and Teacher Du to my house for a warm meal. I'll see if they are free next week."
"Nuanju? Xiaobei? Are you going to be independent? Okay, that's it. I'll call them later in the evening."
Wen Qing paid the money and followed up from behind: "Xiao Ran, do you know that you are called Yue Zu Dai?"
"Hey, let's put it this way, Lu Xiaobei, this meal doesn't count, you still owe me a meal..."