Farmer's koi little lucky girl turns over the whole family

"It's very good. As long as you have exclusive craftsmanship, it will be easy to stand." Li An'an has always believed that no matter it is ancient or modern, as long as you have exclusive craftsmanship, you will definitely be able to survive.

Maybe the status may be different, but it is definitely true that if you have craftsmanship, you will never die of hunger.

"Come on, come on, here's the hot and sour noodles!" Li Laoer's shout rang in front of the door, and Ada quickly went to open the door.

This house was given to them personally by Li Laoer.

As soon as I smelled this smell, the sound of swallowing came one after another in the private room.

"Thank you, second brother!" Several children chirped, and Li Laoer smiled broadly as they listened.

"Then you eat slowly, Mr. Qin, I'm going to work first." Li Laoer said hello and went out.

After such a long period of training, he is now able to stand alone, which is really different from when he first set up a stall.

Now Li Laoer and Wang Xiazi can call each other brothers!

Li Anan was still amazed when he found out.

"It smells so good!" An Xiaopang looked at the small bowl in front of him and was about to move.

"This is the basic soup base that has been prepared. You can add whatever toppings you like on it. It will be delicious!" Li An'an had already picked up a bowl and started adding the toppings.

Of course, this first bowl is given to my husband as a tribute.

Qin Hong took it and took a breath. It was sour and spicy.

All of a sudden, my whole body's appetite is whetted.

After honoring his husband, Li Anan left it alone. The biggest one at the table was already there, so everyone took matters into their own hands.

Qin Sanlang is smart. He adds whatever Li Anan wants.

An Xiaopang looked at this and wanted to add more, but he didn't stop until the bowl finally reached its peak.

Li Anan looked at his bowl and shook his head: "Little Fatty, you have added too much. I think I can't even mix it."

An Xiaopang was a little anxious when he heard it. What if this affects the taste?

Fortunately, there was still a doting brother, An Yibo, who took his bowl and put the top layer of side dishes into his own bowl.

Qin Hong had already started eating. He took a big mouthful of noodles and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Everyone was waiting for his reaction. After watching him swallow it, they asked: "How is grandpa, grandpa?"

Qin Yi had just added the side dishes to his bowl.

"Sour, spicy, everything is blended just right. The taste of this noodle is very wonderful, great!" After saying this, Qin Hong didn't bother to pay attention to them, and started to concentrate on making the noodle.

Li Anan felt relieved when he heard such a high evaluation from his husband.

Although she was very sure of the deliciousness of the hot and sour noodles, it was different to get the affirmation from a well-informed gentleman.

"Ah, spicy, spicy, water! Hiss, hiss!" An Xiaopang waved his hands anxiously, and An Yibo next to him quickly handed him some cold tea.

He drank a glass of it and said, "Ha, it's so spicy!"

Li Anan stuck out his tongue, forgetting that Fatty An wasn't that good at eating spicy food.

"Who asked you to add so many things?" Qin Sanlang had already babbled for several times. He was very comfortable and in the mood to complain about Xiaopang An.

"Although it's very spicy, it's so refreshing. I want to eat it again." An Xiaopang became more and more frustrated. He continued to eat when it was so spicy.

An Yibo couldn't bear to look at his brother's stupidity. Fortunately, everyone in the room was his own.

He didn't care about Xiaopang An anymore, he could just eat it himself.

Some people who can't stand the spicy food still want to eat it, so they just drink tea to relieve the spicy taste.

Li Anan was a little confused: "Is it really that spicy?"

“It’s really spicy!”

"It's okay. I think I can add a little more spiciness." "It's just right now."

The different answers let Li An'an know that everyone's tolerance level is different, so she felt relieved.

If it is too spicy, many customers will not be able to accept it.

But it doesn't matter if it's individual differences.

You must know that the most basic soup base they ordered is enough that even her five-year-old nephew can eat it. It is really not very spicy.

"An'an, your vermicelli is pretty good. This is the first time I've eaten it in so many years. Like the yuba, it can become a popular product in restaurants." Qin Hong finished a large bowl and felt full before he had time to comment.

"It's true, even in the capital, this business can be considered unique." Qin Yi recalled what he just felt and agreed with Qin Hong.

Hot and sour noodles are a snack that is very quick to eat, and I get hungry quickly in the afternoon, but it is not very filling.

Everyone was sweating a little after eating, and seemed to be in a hurry, so they just swallowed it whole just to get a taste.

"Hey hey hey, let me tell you some gossip." Qin Yi saw that everyone didn't like to move after eating, so he wanted to talk about his recent new harvest.

Qin Hong glanced at him and said nothing.

Qin Yi saw the look in his grandfather's eyes, but his lack of objection meant acquiescence.

When the three little ones heard about the gossip, their little heads moved closer to Qin Yi.

An Yibo shook his head, but still sat in his original position. He was sitting next to Qin Yi.

"Cousin Yi, is this something happening next door?" An Xiaopang still remembered this matter.

Whoever makes the next door too strange makes him very curious.

Li An'an later heard Xiaopang An tell her about Mayor Zhou's family, and Qin Sanlang helped supplement it.

She completely listened to it as a story, and even imagined the bloody plot at eight o'clock.

It was just too explosive, so she didn’t say anything to anyone.

If people knew that a child like her had so many scary and weird ideas, they would definitely treat her as a monster.

"Qin Yi, I think you're itchy!" Qin Hong warned him immediately when he heard what he was about to say about what happened next door.

This is not something that a few children should know now.

As soon as Qin Yi heard his grandfather's tone, his neck went cold and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

Looking at the three little ones with regret, it’s not that my brother doesn’t want to tell you, it’s that my grandfather won’t let me.

However, Qin Hong's tone was too harsh, and no one even dared to act coquettishly.

Fortunately, the three little ones are relatively sensible children, and there must be legitimate reasons for knowing things that adults don't let them know.

Most likely it just doesn't fit what they know now.

Li Anan couldn't help but wonder in his heart that maybe it was actually correct to what he had imagined before.

Who knows that in modern times, there are most all kinds of bloody plots? If you watch too much, you will get used to it.

Under Qin Hong's glare, Qin Yi also reflected that the Zhou family's affairs seemed not suitable for the children in front of him to hear.

The main reason is that these three children are usually too precocious, so he can't help but communicate with them as adults.

If you communicate too much, you will inevitably forget how old these children are.

"Okay, we've almost eaten today. It's time to go home. Thank you for the hospitality, little An'an." Qin Hong stood up first and touched his apprentice's head.

"Sir, you're too polite. Just like it." Li Anan feels that it is a great sense of accomplishment to be able to win everyone's love for what he has made.

Sorry for not updating yesterday
The recent data really makes me a little sad

I'll try my best to give myself some chicken blood.