Chapter 125
Qi Boyan paused, stood up obediently, walked away with the stool in one hand.

But his walking away was not towards the gate of the courtyard, but towards the gate of the kitchen.

Uncle Hu couldn't help staring, and muttered again: "It's really unreal, these young people are really unreal."

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As a food blogger, Meng Yao has naturally learned Hu spicy soup, and has studied all kinds of Hu spicy soup.

There are two most famous schools of Hu spicy soup: Xiaoyao Town Hu spicy soup and Beiwudu Hu spicy soup.Xiaoyao Town Hu spicy soup tastes strong and spicy, while Beiwudu Hu spicy soup tastes mellow and mellow, with rich aroma, each has its own characteristics.

What the old man wants to drink is Xiaoyao Town Hu spicy soup, which tastes more spicy.

In order to satisfy the uncle, Meng Yao resorted to housekeeping skills.

Starting from boiling bone soup, I also prepared a certain proportion of natural Chinese herbal soup by myself.

When the taste of the initially formed Hu spicy soup spread, Uncle Hu opened his eyes while sitting on the wicker chair with his eyes closed.

"That's the smell, that's the smell..."

Uncle Hu sat up excitedly. He wanted to go to the kitchen to take a look, but he was worried that he would disturb the cook and forced himself to sit.

Sitting, not lying down.

But he couldn't sit still, his fingers tapped on his knees, and he looked restless, staring at the kitchen without blinking.

And just when the hot pepper soup was getting thicker, with a "bang", the door of his house was knocked open, and a loud voice came over.

"Old man Hu, what kind of monster are you?"

Uncle Hu couldn't sit still, but he was so frightened by her that he almost fell.

"I said Mrs. Jiang, this is my house, not yours. You didn't even know to knock when you came in?"

"Why didn't you say knock on the door when you scraped the wall of my house?"

Old man Hu choked, "I'm too lazy to tell you, I have something to do here, I don't have time to entertain you, the next door should be free, you want to go and sit there!"

Jiang Huizhi's face darkened, "Old man Hu, do you want me to burn your house down?"

"you dare?"

Old man Hu blew his beard and stared, and then this move didn't work at all against the pungent Jiang Huizhi, she stepped into the yard with the wind blowing under her feet.

"Which chef is...in this kitchen?"

Jiang Huizhi had obviously been to Old Man Hu's house many times, so he stared at the kitchen as soon as he came in, and wanted to go in and have a look.

Old man Hu blew his beard, and hurriedly stopped the person, "Wait, don't go in, they are still cooking, if you go in and ruin a pot of soup, I tell you, I will tell you Fight!"

Jiang Huizhi couldn't help but sneered, "Do you think cooking is like practicing medicine, you can't make a single mistake, and you have to concentrate on it all the time?"

Uncle Hu became stubborn, and argued with her, "Isn't it? Cooking is like practicing medicine. You must concentrate on it and have nothing else to do, so that you can cook good food!"

Jiang Huizhi didn't believe in evil, "If this pot of soup is ruined because of me coming in, then this cook's cooking skills are not very good!"

"No, if you dare to go, I'll call the old man next door!"

The old man next door had already exposed his hair from the wall, but he shrank back when he heard what Old Man Hu said.

Jiang Huizhi turned cold, and finally stopped yelling into the kitchen, walked to the stool and sat down gloomyly.

"I want to see, where did some people hire the chef?"

Uncle Hu: "..."

He knew that the old woman Jiang Huizhi had misunderstood, thinking that the little girl cooking in the kitchen was invited by Old Man Sun, because this old woman had always wanted to drink a bowl of Hu spicy soup from her hometown.

"I said, don't think about everything about that old man, this cook..."

Old man Hu wanted to say that the cook in the kitchen had nothing to do with old man Sun, but before he finished speaking, Jiang Huizhi interrupted him in a cold voice.

"Which family is this young man? You came here through the back door, right? Get rid of them quickly. Some people are high-minded and self-disciplined. It doesn't matter who comes through the back door!"

Uncle Hu: "..." Why is it useless?In her name, he asked old man Sun to put on plasters.

In fact, this is a very simple matter between the husband and wife, that is, when old man Sun was practicing medicine in Kyoto, someone sent gifts to the house, and wanted old man Sun to heal people.

As for the gift, according to old man Sun, it was accepted, and Jiang Huizhi still said good things to others in front of him.

As for the situation of the old woman Jiang Huizhi, he didn't know, this old woman was very stubborn, the more people wronged her, the more she got in, old man Hu asked, she was so stubborn, she stood on the wall and yelled that she was just accepting gifts , what can I do if I accept it?

When she said that, he couldn't guess whether it was true or not.

It stands to reason that old man Sun, including his wife Jiang Huizhi, has encountered this kind of thing many times, and he is already familiar with handling it. He has never seen any conflict between the two of them for so many years.

But this time there was a lot of trouble, even to the point of divorce.

There was no divorce, Jiang Huizhi wanted to divorce, and old man Sun agreed because of the gift, but their only son disagreed, so the two of them were so stiff.

Although the divorce was not completed, the status of the two is similar to that of divorce.

In fact, the fact that old man Sun left the capital and came here after him is enough to show that he has surrendered.

But that old woman Jiang Huizhi was not happy, did he just give in after chasing her?I didn't see him say a soft word.

No matter what you say, it doesn't make sense.

No, the two lived next door to him, one on the left and the other on the right, and they didn't speak when they met. Old man Sun said he was subdued, but he didn't take the initiative to say a word to Jiang Huizhi.

The two are enemies now.

Uncle Hu thought about it, and couldn't help sighing, "I said you..."

Originally, he wanted to say that she didn't need to be so eccentric, but when he met her gloomy gaze, he immediately changed the subject.

"Can you not stand in the way here?"

"I finally found a good cook, and I want to have a good meal, so don't disturb my interest!"

Jiang Huizhi pulled her face away, but she didn't want to leave, she just didn't want to leave.

Qi Boyan sat securely on the stool, not afraid of being stared at, he didn't move like a mountain, just staring at the figure who was busy in the kitchen.

Maybe it was because he ignored Jiang Huizhi too much, Jiang Huizhi slowly withdrew his previous conjecture.

This person really doesn't look like someone who came through the back door.

After spending more than two hours, the Hu spicy soup is finally out of the pot.

Meng Yao brought down the hot and spicy soup and yelled outside.

Immediately afterwards, there were intricate footsteps.

"Is it ready? Oh, hello, this smell!"

Uncle Hu was really excited.

Every time I pass by the Hu spicy soup stand in the town, I want to have a bite, which is a habit for so many years.

But every time I go to eat, I always go on a high note, and go back on a bad note. The boss can't teach me how to make Hu spicy soup.

"Why are you so excited? You haven't tasted it yet! Isn't the taste the same? Hu spicy soup can still have a few flavors!"

Uncle Hu's mouth was tricky, but Jiang Huizhi didn't let it go too far.

Before you taste anything, pick a thorn first.

(End of this chapter)

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