Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 149 The idea of ​​making sour plum soup
"Uncle Joe."

Qi Boyan yelled first, and Meng Yao followed suit, thinking that she had known only Uncle Qiao was alone, so she came alone.

Uncle Qiao put a hat on his hand, looked at the person, and groaned, "Boyan, you are actually at home. This is your wife, right? You two are really rare visitors. Come and sit down."

Uncle Qiao brought over two broken chairs, one was made of wood with a broken leg, and the other had a bamboo chair with a few broken bamboo nets. They should be able to sit on it, but Meng Yao didn't dare to sit on it.

She weighs so much, what if she is broken from sitting?
Qi Boyan didn't sit down either, walked up to Uncle Qiao, and said gently: "We brought some sour plum soup, to quench your thirst, bring it to Uncle Qiao for you to taste!"

"What soup?"

Uncle Qiao had never had any sour plum soup, and he couldn't even pronounce the name, so he waved his hand with a cattail fan, "I have water and melons here, so I'm at ease. I don't need any soup. You came just in time, and there are still a few melons left." Melon, I'll pick a ripe one for you to taste."

"No need, Uncle Qiao, try this, Yaoyao cooked it herself."

When Qi Boyan spoke, his tone was gentle, and that "Yao Yao" not only shocked Uncle Qiao, but also Meng Yao.

What's your name, Yaoyao?

Meng Yao felt goosebumps all over her body.

Uncle Qiao was surprised for a moment, then laughed and teased, "Bo Yan is really married to a wife, it looks different, okay, since it was cooked by your wife, let me try it!"

Uncle Qiao has a bowl here. Hearing what kind of soup Qi Boyan said it was, he brought the bowl over.

When Qi Boyan poured out the sour plum soup, he looked at it and smelled it, "Where is this soup? Isn't this water as sweet as soda?"

After tasting it, he changed his mouth again: "This thing is better than soda, um, it's delicious, it's ice cold, sweet and sour, it's just delicious, it's a waste to give it to me, a bad old man!"

After Uncle Qiao took a sip, he was reluctant to drink it. The food is delicious, and the children in the family should like it.

"As long as Uncle Qiao likes it, there's still some in it. I'll pour it into a bowl for you."

"No, no more!"

Uncle Qiao hurriedly clutched his bowl.

As soon as he tasted it, he knew that there was something good in it, and he couldn't drink it.

"Take it back and give it to your mother and the others. Just now when your eldest brother and sister-in-law came over, their lips were so thirsty. Give them a drink. I can drink this little bit!"

"What good thing is uncle drinking?"

Qiao Xiyan was wearing a hat, and leaned towards the edge of the bean field, with a sweet smile on his face, which made people feel close to him just by looking at it.

Meng Yao originally had time to look around in the melon field, but when she heard the voice of the heroine, her head grew dizzy.

Why is there a heroine?
This Uncle Qiao is the uncle of the heroine Qiao Xiyan?
Meng Yao couldn't help looking at Uncle Qiao in surprise.

In the book, Meng Yao is the villain's cannon fodder ex-wife, while the heroine Qiao Xiyan's cousin is the supporting role of White Lotus. In the book, the two of them work hand in hand to deal with the heroine.

This cousin of the heroine is the daughter of the heroine's uncle's family.

"Why did Xiyan come to the field too? Look at the sun, what are you doing here, a little girl? Come, come, sit."

The relationship between the heroine Qiao Xiyan and Uncle Qiao seems to be pretty good now, when she saw Qiao Xiyan approaching, she immediately stood up and made room for her.

Qiao Xiyan grinned, "Let me see when the crops in the field will be harvested? Boyan, sister-in-law, we meet again. What delicious drinks did you bring, do you have my share?"

Qiao Xiyan blinked mischievously, and he was no stranger to begging for something delicious.

"What soup is it called? Don't tell me, it's really delicious. It's thirst-quenching and delicious. I have it in this bowl, but... Boyan, is there still in the jar? Let Xiyan have a taste."

Even his own niece has scruples about what Uncle Qiao drank.

Qi Boyan glanced at Meng Yao from the corner of his eye, saw her looking around, and handed the jar to Uncle Qiao.

"Uncle Joe, let's see where it fits!"

Uncle Qiao was looking for something in his place with a jar in his hand, Qiao Xi said hastily, "I took the cup myself."

Qiao Xiyan was carrying a bag with a water glass in it. She unscrewed the lid and poured the water in the glass into the open space.

The water in the cup was still steaming, filled with hot water.

Looking at all the poured hot water, Meng Yao couldn't help but think in her heart that it's a hot day, the heroine drinks hot water, doesn't she feel hot?
The thought was fleeting and quickly cast aside.

Uncle Qiao shook the jar and found that there was not much left, "There is not much left, Boyan, I poured it all out!"

He stopped being polite to Qi Boyan and the others, and gave it all to Qiao Xiyan.

Qi Boyan nodded slightly.

Seeing that the sour plum soup was poured out, Meng Yao lightly poked Qi Boyan's back arm.

The things are given, so they should go too, right?

Qi Boyan actually understood Meng Yao's meaning, nodded slightly, and went to get the jar that Uncle Qiao handed over.

"Uncle Qiao, you are busy first, we will go back first!"

"Wait, Boyan!"

Qiao Xiyan took a sip of sour plum soup, and immediately stopped Qi Boyan, "This is really delicious, how do you cook it?"

Qi Boyan frowned slightly, Meng Yao also felt that the heroine was abrupt, but then heard the heroine's explanation.

"My mother has always had a bad appetite recently. This is not only delicious, but also very appetizing. I want to cook it for my mother to try!"

Seeing that Qi Boyan's expression was not right, Qiao Xiyan asked hesitantly, "Why, is it convenient to tell?"

Meng Yao poked her head out, and wanted to explain that she wanted to sell it, but Qi Boyan said three words coldly: "It's not convenient."

Meng Yao: "..."

The villain's operation is really amazing, and he doesn't give the heroine any face.

Qiao Xiyan's face became a little embarrassed, and she quickly smiled, "Since it's inconvenient, forget it!"

Uncle Qiao looked at this, looked at that, and said with a smile: "For appetizers, just boil some hawthorn water. This thing is troublesome at first sight."

Qiao Xiyan smiled and nodded, then lowered his head and took another sip of sour plum soup, the darkness in his eyes was tightly covered.

He quickly raised his head, and asked with a smile on his face: "Is this sour plum soup made by my sister-in-law? It's really delicious. I didn't expect my sister-in-law to cook it so well!"

Now, Meng Yao couldn't answer the conversation.

She looked at Qiao Xiyan, and a premonition suddenly rose in her heart: the hostess wanted the recipe for sour plum soup.

She originally wanted to be polite, but said immediately: "I plan to sell this sour plum soup, and I have been researching it for a long time."

Qiao Xi swallowed the next sentence that he wanted to buy the formula.

From the first sip she drank, she realized that this product is very marketable, and if the cost is low, it can be used for operation.

But before she could carry out her plan, Meng Yao blocked her words.

She squeezed out a smile, trying to make it as natural as possible.

"Did my sister-in-law research it herself? It's amazing! This thing is delicious. If my sister-in-law sells it, she will definitely sell well!"

Meng Yao immediately said perfunctory: "I hope so."

Like a roundworm in Meng Yao's stomach, Qi Boyan offered to leave in time, and this time he left very smoothly, Meng Yao walked as fast as he could.

She doesn't want to have contact with the heroine, not only because she is the heroine, she is cannon fodder, and she doesn't have a good impression of the shrewd and capable heroine, and she doesn't want to make friends.

(End of this chapter)