MTL - Here Comes The Lady Chef-Chapter 58 Sold out

"Brother, come and help!" Early in the morning, Gentle dragged an iron trough from the wood house, and walked in his courtyard.

"What are you doing? Strange!" Wen Ting pulled away gently, "Hum Humm" moved the iron trough out.

"Rouer, don't stop early in the morning!" Wen Shouzheng helped Zhou Shiduan come out for breakfast and sang, "What do you do with this broken iron trough?"

"Dad, I'll take a few days off from you, and I won't go to Zuixianlou in these days!" Mysterious face.

"Leave a leave? You are just a few days away from cooking, thinking about being lazy. Is your stinky kid going to be broken?" Wen Shouzheng was surprised, then turned to Wen Ting, scolded.

"It's none of my business!" Wen Ting waved his hand to justify.

"Dad, it's not about my brother." Gentle.

"His father, Rouer has been learning cooking for more than half a month. A girl's house is already weak. Otherwise, let Rouzhen? Wait a few days," Zhou said from the side.

"Well, what are you doing around an iron trough this early?" At this time, Wen Shoucheng brought his family to breakfast.

"Brother and sister, this is the tortilla I baked yesterday, and I'll show it to you this morning!" Between the Wangs, he drew a golden-seed cake from the bag.

"Sanji, my face is with me," Wen Ya smugly said.

"I said Rouer, did you learn Austrian cooking? When did Lu show it to the family?" Wen Shoucheng joked.

"Uncle, wait? I'll take it easy and keep it for everyone!" Gentle smiled.

"Boss, it's too early to get up today?" Wen Shoucheng turned around and saw Wen Shoucai look decadent in.

"Why did he get up early, he came back late! Look at those dark circles! Don't ask, I didn't sleep last night, did I gamble?" Wen Shouzheng was not angry.

"Boss, you can't talk well, the children are all there!" Wen Shoucai blushed and angered.

"Dad, look carefully at Erbo's eyes. It wasn't you who stayed up late, but it was a black eyed eyebrow? It must have been a lie when gambling!" Wen Ting was very embarrassed.

"Get off, is there a part for you to talk about?" Wen Shoucai lifted a kick.

"Er, do you have anything today?" Gentle helped Shengfan and asked smoothly.

"How can your second uncle have a deputy!" Wang said.

"Dasao! I'm not gambling every day! Besides, it's unpleasant? I think I can turn it, or how can I give a few children New Year's money!" Wen Shoucai said, stuffed a mouthful of tortillas in his mouth!

"Erbo, when do you give the old money? Don't ask us just fine!" Wen Ting fell down.

"Little bunny! You just owe it!" Wen Shoucai was annoyed, and stood up to hold Wen Ting.

"You two go out and fight! Don't spoil the food!" Wen Shoucheng posed as a big brother.

"Erbo, if you're fine today, eh? Let's play!" Gentle winked at Wen Shoucai.

Wen Shoucai froze, although he didn't understand what medicine was sold in the gentle gourd, but now this was the best step, so he quickly nodded.

"That would be good! My third son, today I will take Rouer out for a stroll. If you take care of Rouer, you can rest assured!"

"Don't worry!" Wen Shouzheng snorted and instructed: "Just don't make trouble yourself, Rouer, please help my father to see Uncle!"

After breakfast, the family went to work separately.

Gently pulled Wen Shoucai: "Er, you have to work hard, help? Labor!"

"Contributing? Don't do it!" Wen Shoucai was very simple.

"Erbo, this is a good opportunity to make money. You don't want to save a few pocket money. How about giving us a few juniors?" Gentlely said.

"Make money? Is your second uncle the kind of person who sees money with eyes? Really! Let's go, what?" Wen Shoucai came closer.

"Hold this for me! Bring me some charcoal!" Gently pointed at the iron trough on the ground, and then pointed at 柂

"Ah, good!" Wen Shoucai said nothing, picked up the iron trough, and sacked a bag of charcoal.

Gentle and fast stepped into the kitchen, took advantage of Zhou's unpreparedness, took some dry cakes, brought some spices, loaded a flint, and went out with Wen Shoucai.

"Girl Rouer, where are we going?" Wen Shoucai sat on the carriage, holding a cold iron trough in his arms.

"Chengnan Qingshi Street!" Gentle smiled, greeting the driver.

After a while?

"Erbo, money for the car!" Gently jumped off the carriage.

"How can I have it? I didn't tell you that you should ask me to help you, how can I pay for the car!" Wen Shoucai copied his hands in his sleeves and looked like an iron cock, and couldn't help sucking his nose.

"Well! I thought that if you do n’t want to invest in a car, the right is to join the gang and make money at that time. Let ’s split it into 50%. I ’ll pay for the car, anyway. Money, Dad gave me some too! "Tenderly pretending to be out of pocket.

"What? Five or five points? Seriously?" Wen Shoucai's eyes almost glared.

"Take it seriously!" Said Gentle carefully.

"Handlebar type! How much is it?" Wen Shoucai asked angrily.

"Hey, guest, five copper plates!"

"Take it!" Wen Shoucai jumped and pulled from the sole of the shoe. He just picked up a copper plate, counted five, handed it to the handlebar type, and the rest was still stuffed back.

"This? The handlebar style looked at Wen Shoucai's hot, savory copper plate in his hands, and he did not take it or not.

"Hold it! Money is fragrant!" Wen Shoucai frowned, prolonging his tone.

"Hey? The handlebars are wrapped in sleeves, and he takes the handful of coins with a painful expression, and sighs helplessly!

"No wonder Erbo walks slowly on weekdays, and he dares to have a lot of money on his feet!" Said with a gentle smile.

They chatted for a while, and supported the iron trough while talking.

Under the gentle command, Wen Shoucai burned the charcoal into the iron trough and extinguished the charcoal, leaving only the warm fire of gray and white se.

Gentle, unhurried, will bring the white crickets, dry cakes, a thin slice of beggar, wear it with a sign, and put it on the iron trough.

After a while, the green smoke was slowly burning, and the sweet roasted ravioli aroma became stronger and stronger in the cold wind!

Gently turned both sides of the loquat and cake, kept brushing with vegetable oil, and sprinkled with some salt, cumin and other spices.

The roasted tadpoles are golden, the surface is crispy, and the small holes on the tadpoles are slightly stretched. It seems that there is life breathing.

The addition of salt and spices makes the originally sweet food taste mixed with a strong exotic flavor.

Various flavors converge, and the dirty six gluttons are hungry.

Wen Shoucai stretched his neck and couldn't stop swallowing.

This girl has learned this skill, and I haven't seen the third child do it at home!

"Girl Rouer, give Erbo a try, so much anyway!" Wen Shoucai couldn't help it.

"No problem! But Erbo, after eating my roasted ravioli, you have to sip it for me! From now on, I'm going to set up a stall here!" Gently smiled and handed a bunch of grilled ravioli .

"That's it! That's it!" Wen Shoucai's eyebrows took over the roast pan with a smile, and couldn't wait to put a bite in her mouth, which was fragrant and hot, making people want to eat but couldn't spit it, really drew appetite.

Pouting several times, Wen Shoucai hissed and snorted.

"Girl Rouer, this is so sweet, how can it be sold?" Wen Shoucai finished eating.

"One copper plate!" Answered gently.

"Selling roasted ravioli! Fragrant and crispy roasted ravioli! Warm roasted ravioli!" Wen Shoucai did not wait for the gentle words to finish, and then he drank and drank, it looked like a decent look.

"Erbo, if you do business, you are definitely a good hand!" Gentle praised.

Wen Shoucai smiled, and he drank even more vigorously!

In the morning of the lunar month, the cold north wind was blowing the scones, which attracted the commoners who occasionally passed by.

"How does this sell?"

"One penny!"

"Give me two!"

"Well, it's delicious!"

"Scent, really fragrance!"

Although there are not many customers, everyone passing by will be attracted by the roasted aroma, and all stop to taste and be satisfied.

"I said Rouer, you have chosen such a ghost place? In this hand, if you change to the bazaar, you are afraid to squeeze your head!" Wen Shoucai stomped coldly.

"Erbo actually said stupid things, didn't the market charge a protection fee? It's as quiet as this place. Let's make a little money, hey!" Gentle sprinkled a handful of cumin and moved the sign Charcoal.

"Girl Wen?" A familiar voice sounded.

"Renminzi, what a coincidence!" Gently raised his eyes, deliberately pretending to be a coincidental encounter, asked in surprise, and secretly said, "I'm afraid you won't come."

"What is this?" Ren Yue stepped forward with interest.

"Renminzi is going out? Should I sell scones? Would you like to try one?" Between words, gentle and quick flipping the golden scones on both sides again, the rich aroma spread instantly.

"Oh, breathable." As Ren Yue said, he gently tied Ying Xue's reins to a willow tree next to him.

Where is this the same? Breathable, it is clearly going to find food! Seeing that it was tender and delicious, I found an excuse to stay.

Gently smiled, handed a bunch of scones, sprinkled with a light layer of salt, without cumin, but added an egg.

The golden egg liquid is wrapped around the golden cake, and the fine oil bubbles are beating, making a hissing sound, very human!

"This is Ren Yue taking over, hesitating.

He has never eaten such humble food, let alone on the road?

"Taste, this scone has to be eaten while it's hot!" ?? Faces should not be eaten! It looks like you did n’t eat well last night!

Ren Yue lifted his testicles and was fascinated by the scones.

"It's so fragrant!" Ink probe came out.

"Smell the scent in the house, the original deliciousness is right in front of you! Ren Gongzi, you do n’t fight for justice, you come out to eat yourself, do n’t call us! Hey, girl, are you?" Read the dress, but all highlight the child's naughty.

"I just came out. I happened to meet Girl Wen. Come, my bunch is for you!" Ren Yue smiled and handed the scone in her hand to the ink.

"Renzi, eat it fast, your string is light, I still have it!" Said softly, grilled another slice, added some more, and handed it to ink.

"Thank you, Mrs. Wen! Um, delicious! Hiss, it's so delicious!" Taken the ink wash, it was a sip. Although it was hot, the scones were crispy, chewy and sweet, with rich spices. It really awakened the dry stomach of ink and wash.

Do n’t ask, it ’s the onion noodles last night!

"Shengbo, ??! There is something delicious!" Ink called and turned to the room.

"Girl Wen, don't you think the craftsmanship is so good?" Shui Ink did not wait for a long time to come out and ate another bunch.

"It's fragrant, it's fragrant! Girl Wen, don't you have to go to the restaurant today?"

"Oh, I took the leave, and developed some delicious food, Shengbo, come and taste it!" Gentle also called Sheng Shengbo rather than ink, and passed a bunch of baked ravioli.

The three uncles sighed and finished eating, took a few sips, and wiped off the oil in the corners of their mouths.

Ren Yue saw the two of them eating so happily, and he suspected that he had a bite in his mouth. The deliciousness of the eggs jumped in his mouth, and the dough was sweet and sweet. The faint savory flavor just neutralizes these two ingredients, and it is seamless and integrated.

"Girl Rouer, give me another string!" Wen Shoucai watched this cricket eat so intoxicated, and couldn't help but ask for another.

"Erbo, you can eat, but you have to keep money to Qian Ha!" Said with a gentle smile.

After a while, Ink, Changsheng, Wen Shoucai, and Ren Yue ate some unknown scones and saw only a bunch of bamboo sticks.

"Who's making a noise here?" A whispered voice.

"Teacher!" Ren Yue gently wiped the residue in the corners of his mouth with a parchment.

"What are you doing here?" Mr. Song Tao leaned back and slowly choked out.

"Sir, girl Wen sells scones here, one penny apiece, you can taste it, it's delicious!" Shuizu mouth quickly flashed over her body, letting out her tender and tender stall.

"Oh? It's your girl again?" Mr. Song Tao apparently remembers the delicious local cuisine before the meal. In addition, in recent days, every meal is hand-made and vegetarian. .

"Mr. Song Tao!" A gentle and polite greeting ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ There is no trace of turning his face that day.

This girl has a big belly! Mr. Song Tao secretly nodded.

"Good girl! I don't know what the girl sells? The old man wants to taste it too!" Mr. Song Tao said, staring intently at the hot scones on the iron trough, and drooling in his mouth.

"Oh, Mr. Song Tao came by accident. My girl ’s scones are sold out today!" Said gently, and she sprinkled cumin on the scones on the iron trough, and turned the charcoal fire, turning the bake cake.

Suddenly, a strong aroma rushed towards his face, and Mr. Song Tao was broken.

"Sold out? Isn't there any more?" Mr. Song Tao pointed at the hissing scones on the iron trough, dissatisfied.

"Oh, do you say these? These are all baked for me Erbo! Erbo, it ’s ready, give it!"

He said softly, without looking at Mr. Song Tao, grabbed a handful of scones, and shoved them into Wen Shoucai's hands. rs! .