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Chapter 1303 What are you doing with Kuku?

Yu Fei squinted at Dakui and said: "You don't care about me, if you keep talking about it, do you believe that I will let Uncle Wu come here now?"

Uncle Hu said without raising his head, "Here we are."

Da Kui suddenly became honest, counting the red tickets in his hand with a low eyebrow and counting countless times.

A carefree voice sounded from behind Feifei.

"This Xiaohong's brain has been kicked by the donkey. If you make such a big pot of braised pork, you may not be able to finish two dishes on the table."

Xiaohong was once the most famous chef on the street. Back then, whenever anyone in Shuangfeng Town had something to do, he would be invited to be the chef.

This also made him a household name while also accumulating a lot of fat for himself, which didn't match his literary and artistic name Xiaohong at all.

Although many of his shares have been gradually taken away in the era of the rise of mobile restaurants, in the eyes of Yu Fei's father's generation, Xiaohong's craftsmanship is irreplaceable.

Especially his local braised pork, which makes people of both generations greedy.

I don't know when it started, whether it's in a restaurant or a mobile restaurant in the countryside, the braised pork has a sweet taste, and the pork is also smooth and soft, without any chewing.

The braised pork made by Xiaohong has a layer of tiger skin on top of the pig skin, which gives it a chewy texture, and it is also fat but not greasy and thin but not woody.

The most important thing is that the braised pork he made is not sweet, but has a hint of spiciness.

A large piece of meat three to four centimeters square was swallowed into the mouth in one gulp, and the fragrance of the fat meat and the strength of the lean meat blended together.

Coupled with some crispy but tooth-blocking meat skin, the taste is absolutely amazing.

This is also one of the main reasons why Shi Fang always likes to eat this thing recently, it is too layered.

But this is Xiaohong's housekeeping skill, and it is not easy to spread it to the outside world. It is said that his son has not mastered this local braised pork until now.

As for Yu Fei, in the past, he would have never thought about it, but now that he has a cheating device, Yu Fei feels that this is not a difficult task.

Isn't it just to brush a layer of honey on the skin of the meat, and after frying, it needs to be soaked in cold water. Those bees of mine are watching all this from all directions without dead ends.

Hearing Uncle Wu's complaint at this time, Uncle Hu looked up at him and said, "That kid Fangfang wants to keep some for later, do you have any opinions?"

Uncle Wu glanced at Yu Fei subconsciously, and then changed his words: "Then let Xiaohong keep that pot of braised pork, it's okay if we don't eat for a meal."

"Now that the weather is cold, put the braised pork in a basin, dig a bowl and steam it when eating, it will last for a long time."

"Kukukuku~"

This weird laugh came from Da Kui, who was shaking his shoulders to suppress his smile at this moment, but for some reason, he didn't suppress it, but this sound had a provocative meaning in it.

Uncle Wu frowned, and Yu Fei quickly retreated to reduce his sense of existence.

"What are you doing with Kuku?"

Uncle Wu asked Dakui with a cold face.

"Ah? No, I don't have Kuku?" Dakui quickly argued.

"Do you think I'm deaf? Are you laughing at me?" Uncle Wu's eyebrows were almost twitched.

"No, I really didn't...hey~"

Dakui originally wanted to run away when he saw the situation was bad, but he tripped over something as soon as he stood up and turned around.

Sitting on the ground.

Uncle Hu took his feet back, with an expression on his face that I don't know anything.

Seeing this, Yu Fei hastily stepped back a few steps, backed to the gate, and leaned on the door to look this way.

Sure enough, it was a burst of punches to the flesh, and he grinned for a while, as if those fists had landed on him.

Dakui's screams attracted many people's attention, but when they saw that it was Uncle Wu who was beating the violence, everyone turned their attention to the other side and continued talking and laughing with the people around them.

It was as if nothing had been seen, nothing had happened.

Yu Fei shook his head, this is the result of being too naughty when he was a child or even as a teenager, if he had been so sensible back then, he wouldn't be beaten up today and no one would say a word.

Fortunately, Zhang Hongzhao's arrival temporarily rescued him, but he saw the piercing eyes of old uncle Hu and his posture that seemed to have just moved his body.

Dakui hurriedly collected the red envelopes of Zhang Hongzhao and the others he represented, and ran away after reporting to Uncle Hu.

Zhang Hongzhao's original smile turned blank, and he looked at Dakui's hurriedly fleeing figure with a confused look on his face.

"Am I unwelcome or is he planning to run away with the money?"

Yu Fei laughed and said, "Today you are the second person who said he was going to run away."

"Who else said that?" Zhang Hongzhao asked.

Yu Fei pointed to himself with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)