The freshly baked xiaolongbao is shaped like a small gourd, small and cute.
Seeing Ling Bingbing sit down, Xiao Chenchen immediately handed her a spoon.
"I wanted to find a straw for you, but I couldn't find it after searching all over, so you'll just have to make do with it."
Ling Bingbing's big eyes suddenly widened, and her cherry red lips formed a matching smile: "Oh my God, sister Chenchen, you are too humble, you call this a makeshift."
Although the variety quotient is not as good as that of Hao's family, Xiao Chenchen also managed to get her an eight-piece set in such a barren mountain!
The gain and loss are not big, otherwise Ling Bingbing would be afraid that she would waste food today.
"Stop talking so much, try it quickly." Xiao Chenchen urged her with a smile. He turned around and sat down opposite her.
Ling Bingbing picked up a small steamed bun and put it on the spoon, and gently took a small bite. In an instant, the steaming soup burst out and slid into the mouth together with the meat filling. The delicious and sweet taste instantly filled her.
The entire mouth.
"Well, it's delicious!" Ling Bingbing narrowed her eyes with satisfaction.
After eating two pieces with a spoon, Xiao Chenchen pushed a small plate in front of her.
"You said before that you like spicy food. This is a secret sauce I learned from a Sichuan grandmother. Try it."
In the white bone dish, the color of the chili oil shows a gradient from deep red to dark red. This red color seems to contain the power of fire. Just a drop of it can bring scorching vitality to any food.<
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Fragments of chili peppers float in the shiny fish, and each piece seems to tell a story of its spiciness.
Ling Bingbing picked up the small plate and sniffed it. The rich spicy aroma hit her nostrils, mixed with the subtle aroma of garlic, pepper or other spices. When this aroma met the food, it instantly inspired a food carnival.<
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The moment she entered the mouth, Ling Bingbing felt the rich layered texture of the chili oil. First there was a tingling sensation on the tip of her tongue, and then a burning sensation deep into her throat. However, this was not excessive, and instead had a pleasant taste.<
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How to describe it~~
She also tasted the Xiao Long Bao like hot pot!
Super cool!
Soon, a light layer of mist appeared on the tip of the girl's nose.
This overbearing aroma awakened Mr. Hao from his dream, who had just fallen asleep.
Looking up, he saw two beautiful girls sitting at the dining table eating. Xiao Chenchen was still helping his wife peel eggs, and then fed them to her mouth.
Hao Youqian:!!
No...
Do you want to curl up like this!
Mr. Hao walked towards the table full of energy to wake up.
Although he most likely knew that his wife might not be able to see him, he still deliberately hugged her gently from behind with his hands.
Then...he saw that as usual, the moment his fingers touched her, he disappeared...
His whole body crossed from one end of the table to the other.
Hao Youqian: convex(艹盘艹)
Mr. Hao was forced to sit beside her obediently, but his hands and head kept moving towards her side dishonestly. If he could see it, Ling Bingbing would probably get a repair dog.
Feeling the familiar and gentle wind rippling around her, Ling Bingbing knew that her man had woken up, but because someone was there, she didn't say anything and just started eating.
Seeing how delicious she was eating, Xiao Chenchen actually remembered Mr. Hao. After Ling Bingbing put down her chopsticks, she took out another big bag from the side.
"I don't know what color your husband likes, but I just bought some."
"The old man in the village said that the thicker the better."
Yes, she bought a bag of incense.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, all kinds of colors are available.
I don't think it's anything at all, but if you put it in their weirdly decorated hell-style room, it's really...
It can only be described in four words: I can’t bear to look at it.
Ling Bingbing was also stunned by the candle.
In all her years as a Taoist priest, she has never seen such colorful incense.
Seeing her in a daze, Xiao Chenchen's heart was pounding.
It's over...Did she give the wrong gift?
It seems that incense is burned for the dead?
But without sending incense, she couldn't think of any souvenirs for Mr. Hao.
Because what do you say about that store? The painting style is very strange, and the candles are green.
Just...
It doesn’t seem to be good either?
"This incense... usually depends on the material, and then the thickness. The incense my sister bought is of very good quality." She picked up one randomly, rubbed it with her hands, and smelled it.
The ingredients used in the incense itself are very good, not very inferior.
"That... point?"
"Maybe you should keep it first..." Xiao Chenchen hesitated.
Hao Youqian sneered in the air - keep it? After he dies, stuff these damn things into his coffin along with the radio prepared by his sister, and give them to him as funerary objects?
He said that from the first moment he saw Xiao Chenchen, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
He thought it was his illusion before, but now he realizes it.
It's not that they are familiar with each other, Xiao Chenchen and Hao Youzi really have a strange brain circuit in some respects.
It's just that Hao Youzi relied on his own sister to act unscrupulously.
"It's harmful, why keep it?" She is too embarrassed to sell such an ugly fragrance to customers! o(╯□╰)o
"That... point?" Xiao Chenchen asked, while talking, he contacted the program team and asked them if there were protective devices and smoke alarms installed here.
But be careful, the fire alarm went off, it was really...
I don’t know how Mr. Hao’s reputation will be spread.
She didn't care that Hao Youqian had nothing to do with her, but she didn't want Bingbing to be accused of any unwarranted accusations.
"Click it."
Hao Youqian:!!
Hao Youqian subconsciously rushed to Ling Bingbing's side.
But Ling Bingbing was holding a candle in his hand, and he couldn't write.
He can go to the computer...
But Xiao Chenchen...
He tried to think about it from the perspective of his own sister: If Hao Youzi thought that his brother had turned into a ghost who could not see but could type, he would immediately run away with Ling Bingbing. Not only did he run away On the way, he still has to persuade his own mother to hire a group of transcendental gods to slay demons!
Forget it.
He endures!
He...
I really can’t bear it!!
Which lunatic can make this delicious!!
Even if the shape is colorful, why is the smoke coming out still colorful?
It also tastes really good.
The red ones are spicy, the brown ones are pink, it’s really outrageous. Open the door to the outrageous ones. It’s so outrageous!
Ling Bingbing was also shocked by the strange smell. She was stunned for a while before speaking out a few words with trembling lips.
"This...this is so brilliant!!"
"I'm afraid this scene will be hard to see even in the underworld, right?"
No, she must introduce Xiao Chenchen to Hao Youzi when she comes back!!
It just so happens that Xiao Chenchen is still studying design. It may not be easy for him to get ahead by designing some common styles in his middle age, but if these two people enter the funeral industry, then... they must be two strong men!!