Raising buns with space

Chapter 54

But my intuition told Xiao Xiao that this is the kind of fox in sheep's clothing, who thoughtfully asked him to sell you, and you were grateful to him with snot and tears, and Xiao Xiao, who knew how much she weighed, also understood her She will definitely not be able to compete with others, so if she has nothing to show her courtesy, she almost writes it on her face.

'call! 'Take a deep breath, clear your teeth and calm down your unstable emotions. I never thought that I would have the urge to roll my eyes wildly one day, and I don't know if the person in front of me is really stupid or fake. Does defensiveness show?Touch your forehead, clear your teeth and understand, it's better to talk to this person in a casual way, it's complicated, maybe you will be classified as a 'black household'!

"Hehe, don't be nervous." With a dry laugh, Qingya considered how to speak, should it be direct?Or directly?directly?straight……

"I'm not nervous. It's you. Why don't you just tell me what you want from me?" Really, she wasn't nervous at all. Instead, she was calm and had a way out.

Lightly raised his eyes and glanced at Qingya, Xiao Xiao felt that good mountains and good waters produce good people, and the words are very reasonable, look, look, the air here is good, the environment is good, everything is non-polluting, no wonder people look so good All excellent.

"Oh, Mr. Xiao's two young masters are really juicy." The topic turned to Xiao Baozi, even though he was confident that he would protect Xiao Baozi comprehensively, Xiao Xiao frowned.

"Well, thank you." Saying thank you politely, after thinking about it, Xiao Xiao added another sentence: "Actually, your little nephew is gaining weight, so he is quite attractive." Xiao Xiao swore that she was just a pure compliment and suggestion That's all, but I don't know but it's in someone's arms.

"Young Master Xiao must have noticed that my little nephew, alas, is a picky eater by nature, and now he is over six years old, but because of insufficient nutrition, he looks several years younger than his peers, and looks like four or five years old. My child." Qing Ya didn't pretend at all, just thinking about it gave him a headache, and his resentment towards a father who had no sense of responsibility in his heart seemed to be growing.

Perhaps Qing Ya's unaffected feelings provoked the "maternal love" plot for Xiao Baozi in her heart, Xiao Xiao was moved: "Actually, it is not difficult to solve children's picky eaters."

"Really, Mr. Xiao didn't hide it from you. He said that he came here today for this purpose. When I went back today, I heard Xiao Yu said that he wanted to eat the porridge you... er fed him today, so I think..."

'Huh' took a deep breath, this time it was Xiao Xiao, who had been doing it for a long time because of Xiao Youtiao's picky eater's bad habit, moving her butt awkwardly, Xiao Xiao smiled brightly for the first time since seeing Qing Ya: "Actually For children who are picky eaters, it is better to find out the source first, and then change the dishes to eat more, maybe they will have some appetite.” Her buns are generally not picky eaters and easy to feed, so what Xiao Xiao said is usually read in some magazines Got it, who knows if it will work.

Lowering his eyes, Qing Ya thought about it, and as if he had made up his mind, he raised his head to look at Xiao Xiao, and said solemnly: "I wonder if you made the porridge that Mr. Xiao fed to Xiao Yu yourself?"

"Uh, yes? If Xiaoyu still wants to eat, why don't I make some and bring you home?" Blinking, Xiao Xiao nodded.

"Is that so?" There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Qingya raised his eyes and said to Xiao Xiao calmly: "Young Master Xiao, I know that your father and son have just arrived in Wangcheng, and you seem to want to start a small business in Wangcheng. , if possible, I would like to invite you to work for my boss, how about it?"

"Ah!" This was Xiao Xiao's so-called normal reaction after being dazed for dozens of seconds.

"Hehe, don't rush to refuse. I will give Mr. Xiao a few days to think about it. Now, please ask Mr. Xiao to cook some food for Qing Ya to bring back and give Xiaoyu another meal."

Just so stupidly watching Qing Ya give an ingot of silver to the shopkeeper of the inn, borrow a corner of his kitchen openly and let him make porridge for Xiao Xiao, and only belatedly realized that he agreed with the kitchen knife in his hand What.

Lifting the sharp kitchen knife, tilting her head to see a certain person who is asking for help, Shi Shiran is sitting aside, sipping tea with her legs crossed, Xiao Xiao's heart surged into her throat, and it took a lot of effort to stop herself from thinking. The urge to throw the kitchen knife away.

While twitching the corners of his mouth, he resigned himself to washing rice and making porridge. There were several cooks in the inn kitchen, and they all looked at this boy who appeared out of nowhere curiously.
Frowning, she thought about Qingya's proposal just now, she wanted her to cook for the little fried dough sticks. To be honest, Xiao Xiao was not keen on it. Why did she bring the little buns all the way to Wangcheng? Unnecessary disputes, and at the same time want to rely on their own efforts to make a fortune, so that they can raise the buns, and then plant buns, and buns grow small buns, such a benign circle.

But if you go to a noble’s house to be a chef, if you say that you are a chef, if you don’t like to listen to it, you are a slave. When you think of turning yourself into a little slave in the future, you will kneel down at every turn, and your little bun will grow up to be a slave in the future. It made her feel uneasy for a while.

But it's not good, but the movements in his hands didn't stop. Mi Tao went to the pot and Xiao Xiao glanced around the kitchen, and found a basket of sweet potatoes in a corner, his eyes flashed, and when he stretched his hand into the basket, he moved his fingers calmly. With a slight movement, he took out two self-produced sweet potatoes from the space, and exchanged them openly.

Wash the sweet potatoes to remove the soil, peel and cut into cubes, wash them and pour them into the casserole that is cooking the porridge. Xiao Xiao thinks the fragrant sweet potato porridge is the best. It is fragrant and sweet. It is glutinous and smooth in the mouth. good food.

After waiting for half an hour for the porridge to be cooked, after turning off the fire, Xiao Xiao brought the casserole to the lobby of the inn. Even though the lid of the pot was not removed, the rich aroma of the combination of rice porridge and space sweet potatoes still came from under the lid. Leaving out, Qing Ya, who was staring at Xiao Xiao walking out slowly, his eyes lit up, and he felt that he had found the treasure.

"Here, the porridge is ready, oh, and... just wait a moment." Thinking of putting the porridge pot on the table safely, Xiao Xiao went to the backyard room with an excuse, and came out with a ceramic jar in his hand .

"This is my homemade pickled melon. It tastes good when you eat it with porridge." Putting the ceramic jar containing pickled melon on the table, Xiao Xiao looked up and explained to Qing Ya.

"Oh!" Interested, he picked up the jar, opened the lid, put it under his nose and smelled it lightly. Qingya's eyes lit up again, and he reached out to pick out a piece of pickled melon regardless of the presence of others, and slipped it out. Sucking it into his mouth, he chewed with a 'bajibaji': "Well...it's really good." It's much more delicious than the usual salted radish in the house.

(End of this chapter)