Chapter 37 You have to add poached eggs to your wontons!
Author: Decadent Dragon
Chapter 37 You have to add poached eggs to your wontons!
Ping'an Fang, which was originally shocked by the news of 'Zhang San's return', immediately fell into chaos with the death of the rich man.
Mo Shili stepped out of Ping An Fang.
He got up early and went out to buy food, intending to sit back and reflect on his mistakes.
As for why you came to Ping An Fang?
Naturally, I was attracted by the shouts of ‘Zhang San is back’.
I definitely didn't sneak into the rich man's house early and add some moldy cornmeal to the ginseng and corn porridge the rich man was cooking.
What?
Aflatoxin?
Do not know do not know.
He, Mo Shili, doesn't understand at all.
He only knows——
"Tsk, it's a natural cycle!"
"Zhang San really asked for his life!"
Standing at the entrance of Ping'an Square, Mo Shili turned his head and glanced at the frightened crowd, bowed to the place where Zhang San was hanged, and then walked away.
Naturally, someone saw such an action.
The panicked people seemed to have grasped at straws.
One counts as one.
They all came to the foot of Ping'an Square and began to worship Zhang San.
They hoped that Zhang San would calm down his anger and not implicate innocent people.
Incense after incense was lit.
Offerings were laid out one after another.
The fireworks are rising straight up.
The wind picked up slightly.
The smoke drifts away.
Green smoke circled the entire Ping'an Fang and lingered for a long time.
…
"Boss, have a bowl of wontons and add an egg."
"Add green onions, coriander, more vinegar and chili pepper."
On the way back to Mao'er Lane, Mo Shili found a wonton stall. From a distance, he could smell the wonton soup. It was sour and spicy mixed with a light meaty aroma. It was really tempting.
Without hesitation, Mo Shili sat down.
Now, he is rich!
With the 'support' of the boss and Lao Yang, let alone a bowl of wonton soup, add an egg, that is the basic life.
The wonton stall consists of a small cart, with a fire cooking the wontons on one side and a chopping board to wrap the wontons on the other.
On the noodle table, flour and fillings are divided into categories.
Below is a folded low table and low chairs.
Seeing the guests arriving, the boss immediately moved out the tables and chairs and asked Mo Shili to sit down.
After sitting down, Mo Shili's eyes were just at eye level with the pot for cooking wontons. The pot was covered with a wooden lid, with a wooden cross in the middle serving as a handle.
The water vapor in the pot was hot and rising from the cracks.
As soon as the lid is lifted, you can see the soup boiling inside the pot.
When the wind blows, you can smell a stronger fragrance.
Mo Shili took out two chopsticks from the chopstick holder and waited expectantly.
Of course, during this waiting period, Mo Shili did not forget to check the texts that had been popping up one after another since the beginning——
[Achievements obtained: Rumors. Live descendants and longevity (blue), Rumors. Life-borrowing money (blue)]
[Rumor. Living Son Sun Shou: The human heart is poisonous, fight against the five poisons! Even if you have found out the story of the conspiracy, there are still people who are willing to believe that absurd statement. Maybe in their eyes, that is the truth. The rest
?It’s all a cover-up! Get 100 points and 1 skill point]
[Rumors. Borrow money: People in Ping'an Square believe that Zhang San is back! That means he is really back! Just like you won't admit that this is your initiative! Gain 100 points and 1 skill point]
[Accumulated three rumors, judging...]
【Judgment passed!】
[Achievement Obtained: Rumor Maker (Purple)]
[Rumor Maker: You who have effectively created three rumors deserve this! Earn 500 points and 3 skill points]
…
"What an unexpected surprise!"
Looking at the text that appeared in front of him, Mo Shili's face showed joy.
He originally thought that with the case being reported to the People's Liberation Army, there would be no success.
After all, the investigation was clear.
How can anything else happen?
Unexpectedly, there are still people who believe it!
"Really, don't you know that if you don't spread rumors, you won't believe them?"
Mo Shili pursed his lips, pretending to be serious, but no matter how you looked at it, he had the character of being obedient when he got an advantage, and he almost had his tail raised.
Later, when he counted the harvest, he could no longer hold his lips together.
His points tally came to 1978.
In terms of skill points, there are 6 points.
There are only 22 points left to open the third level of [Qiankun Ring].
In fact, if Mo Shili hadn't used [Qiankun Ring] frequently recently, he would have accumulated enough points.
However, it is only a matter of time.
After he finishes his meditation, he can just wander around in front of the boss a few more times.
Compared with points, you have to accumulate them.
The skill points are enough!
Enough for him to upgrade any skill.
Including [Iron Shirt] or [Fist Strength].
Naturally, Mo Shili prefers [Iron Cloth Shirt]!
Mo Shili knows very well that this fundamental skill is where he focuses his resources and is the highest priority!
Moreover, the idea I had before is a good time to give it a try!
Mo Shili couldn't wait to get up.
The opportunity right now is great.
He followed Wu Laoqi's order to think about his mistakes behind closed doors.
At this time, if a large amount of food is stored, no one will doubt it.
Everyone will take it for granted.
"When I come out from behind closed doors to think about my past, I will definitely amaze everyone!"
"Maybe we can point it at the head?"
Mo Shili thought happily to himself.
However, Mo Shili did not leave immediately.
He hasn't had his wonton soup yet.
Gudu, Gudu.
The soup pot is completely opened, and the boss puts the wrapped wontons into the pot one by one.
Immediately, the wontons rose and fell with the soup.
Gradually, the wonton skin becomes translucent.
The boss, who was old, dressed in commoners and wearing an apron whose original color could no longer be seen, picked up a wooden bowl and began to fill it with salt, vinegar, chili pepper, seaweed and dried shrimps.
Pour a spoonful of boiling soup into the bowl, and stir quickly with the chopsticks in the boss's hand, the soup base will melt quickly.
After ten white wontons were put into the bowl, a handful of green onions and coriander were sprinkled on top.
The poached eggs enter the bowl along the edge, causing ripples that stir up the green onions and coriander.
"Come on, sir, your wontons with eggs!"
"Whatever you ask, just ask!"
The boss smiled and brought the bowl over.
At this time, it was getting dark early and there were not many people in front of the wonton stall.
The only one sitting aside to eat was Mo Shili.
Of course the boss doesn't mind greeting you more.
"Okay, boss."
After Mo Shili thanked him, he picked up the chopsticks, but instead of picking up the wontons first, he took a sip of soup along the edge of the bowl.
Savory, sour and spicy.
It tastes great.
Although it was just an ordinary soup, not a soup stock, it was enough to satisfy Mo Shili's taste buds.
"Hey, look at my brain!"
"Come on, come on, use a spoon."
When the elderly boss on the side saw Mo Shili's appearance, he immediately slapped his forehead and hurriedly handed over a wooden spoon.
Mo Shili didn't complain. He was completely immersed in the wonton soup. He thanked him again and continued eating.
With someone taking advantage, this time it will be even more delicious.
One spoonful of soup and one spoonful of wontons.
When the poached egg was bitten open, it turned out to be a runny egg.
Golden egg liquid spreads between the lips and teeth.
A little egg liquid drops into the bowl and melts instantly.
The taste just got better.
Xilihulu, Mo Shili finished a bowl of wontons in a short time.
"Boss, have another bowl!"
"Same as before, add eggs!"
Without hesitation, Mo Shili shouted.
If you have money, you have two bowls!
"okay!"
The elderly boss responded with a smile.
At this time, a little girl ran out from an alley not far away with a bowl and looked timidly at the wonton stand.
"I want a bowl of wontons."
"good."
After asking and answering, there was nothing unusual.
Mo Shili didn't care either.
But when he finished his second bowl of wontons and the little girl picked up her bowl and was about to leave and pay the boss, Mo Shili caught a glimpse of white in the little girl's hand out of the corner of his eye.
Subconsciously, Mo Shili tilted his head.
Suddenly, I saw the money in the little girl's hand clearly.
