The full-level master chef made a big spoon in the 80s

Chapter 11

Xu Nan looked over, he was an elderly man dressed plainly.

The old man is holding a small bench in his right hand and holding a little girl in his left hand.

This image is exactly the same as the grandma whose granddaughter is arguing for Mala Tang described by the old man next door.

It's a pity that today she...doesn't sell Mala Tang.

I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the old man.

The aunt next door waved her hand and said to Xu Nan, "That's the aunt, she's been wandering around here more than a dozen times today, and she left only because you didn't come."

As soon as the words fell, the old man walked over with his granddaughter.

The old man looked at Xu Nan, as if he saw a savior.

It's not for anything else, it's because my little granddaughter is too difficult to deal with, crying, making noise and acting like a baby. Since eating the Mala Tang she bought yesterday, she has been clamoring to eat more.

But Xu Nan closed the stall yesterday, so she coaxed her little granddaughter to say that she would come over to buy it for her tomorrow.

Doesn't this promise have to be fulfilled?

She got up early today, fearing that she wouldn't be able to get in the queue and not be able to buy Malatang.

But she walked around the market several times, but suddenly she didn't see Xu Nan's figure.

After she returned home empty-handed, the little granddaughter quit and kept saying that grandma was lying.

She was exhausted and had no choice but to bring the child to the market to have a look.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Xu Nan actually came, and she hurriedly led her little granddaughter forward.

Xu Nan looked at the old man, pointed to the words on the blackboard, and said apologetically:
"Old man, I don't sell malatang today, but beef pan noodles."

The old man's face changed instantly after hearing this, and she looked down at the little granddaughter who was holding her left hand.

Sure enough, as soon as Xu Nan finished speaking, the little girl started crying.

"Woooooo, grandma is lying, I want to eat Malatang."

Xu Nan looked down, the little girl was about five years old, she was wearing a beautiful princess dress, she was chubby, she was crying and hiccupping, she looked very cute.

When the little girl cried, the old man was very distressed, and quickly hugged her in his arms to comfort her.

Afraid of disturbing Xu Nan's business, the old man carried the little girl and walked to the side, vacating the seat in front of Xu Nan's booth, and gave Xu Nan an apologetic look, and was about to leave with the child in his arms.

Xu Nan quickly called her to stop, looked at the little girl in her arms, and said softly:

"Let me see whose little princess dropped a little pearl?"

The little girl was distracted, crying for too long, gasping as she gasped.

At this time Xu Nan said again:

"Let me guess, do you want to eat Malatang?"

The little girl nodded after hearing this, and looked at Xu Nan's mouth puckered in grievance.

"But my sister didn't prepare Malatang today, but I have prepared beef noodles that are a hundred times more delicious than Malatang. Our little princess should try it."

Children are easily attracted by new things. When a little girl hears that there is something more delicious than Mala Tang, her attention is instantly diverted.

She stopped crying, put her two chubby arms around her grandma's neck, and said to Xu Nan:
"Then I want to eat."

"Okay, my sister will make one for you!"

The old man looked at Xu Nan, and gave her a grateful look, thinking that young people are still good at coaxing children. If it is her own coaxing, she may not know when she will be able to coax her well.

Dang even took out his wallet to pay, and said to Xu Nan:

"Pack it up and take it away, we'll take it home and eat."

"Okay, I'm adding a few more pieces of beef for you."

Xu Nan put the freshly rolled noodles into the pot and cooked them, took them out, put them in a lunch box, added marinated beef, eggs and sausages, and then poured a spoonful of soup into it.

Considering that it was for children to eat, Xu Nan didn't put chili peppers in it, and handed the packed noodles to the old man.

The old man took it with a smile and said to the little girl:
"My sister cooked delicious food for you, what should you say to my sister?"

The little girl touched her head and saw that the uncle and aunt next door were looking at her. She buried her face in the old man's arms shyly, and said sullenly:

"Thank you sister."

...

A dumpling shop located diagonally opposite Xu Nan's stall.

The business in the shop seemed to be doing well. A young woman was holding a menu to choose from, and there were still many people waiting in line behind her.

The young woman ordered a beef dumpling first, then lowered her head and asked the little boy standing by:
"What kind of dumplings do you want to eat?"

The little boy took the menu and slowly selected, without speaking for a long time.

The owner of the store is a middle-aged man with a shaved head and wearing a racerback vest. He has a very fierce face. Seeing the little boy not making a sound for a long time, he said to the little boy in a very bad tone:

"Hey, I'm asking you to look at the menu so you can embroider. Hurry up and tell me what you want to eat. Don't you see a bunch of people waiting behind you?"

The little boy was terrified and hid in his mother's arms.

"What are you doing, child!"

Seeing that the child was frightened, the little boy's mother said to the owner of the dumpling shop.

"What's wrong with me being so fierce to him, who made him delay my making money!"

Some customers in the back couldn't stand it anymore, and said to the dumpling shop owner:
"What are you trying to do to a kid? We're not in a hurry yet, why are you in a hurry?"

"That's it, that's it. Don't be afraid, children. Let's choose slowly."

A middle-aged woman behind the little boy's mother glared at the dumpling shop owner, and gently patted the little boy's head.

Seeing this, the owner of the dumpling shop who was chopping stuffing threw the kitchen knife on the chopping board, pointed at the middle-aged woman, and said loudly:
"You old mothers, what are you staring at me for!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the proprietress in the shop stepped forward and tugged the arm of the dumpling shop owner, her voice was as low as a cat, and her tone was weak:
"Father, we're in business, don't quarrel."

"You, mother, stop cooking dumplings, you have nothing to do with it!"

Suddenly, someone among the customers in line said:

"What does it smell like? Why is it so fragrant?"

"Yes, yes, I smelled it too. What kind of food is this? My mouth is watering when I smell it."

At the end of the line was an old man. He sniffed suddenly, turned his head and looked around, and finally locked his eyes on Xu Nan's booth, pointing and saying:
"That girl sold it, let me see what is written on the signboard?!"

"Beef pan noodles? This thing sounds fresh!"

The little boy who was frightened just now also smelled the smell, and Xiang's saliva flowed out. He tugged at his mother's sleeve and raised his arm to point to Xu Nan's booth:

"Mom, I want to eat that!"

The little boy's mother heard this, and said to the owner of the dumpling shop: "We don't want any more dumplings."

After speaking, he led the child straight to Xu Nan's booth, and the aunt in the back took a look: "Why don't you eat noodles and dumplings? I don't buy dumplings anymore, so I won't get angry here."

After finishing speaking, he glared at the store owner fiercely, and strode away.

The old man at the end of the queue saw the vicious look of the dumpling shop owner, and thought that it would be better to have a bowl of beef pan noodles, so he said to everyone:

"Let's go, let's take a look!"

The dumpling shop that had been lined up just now was empty in an instant, and everyone was gone.

The proprietress took a box of frozen dumplings and stood in front of the pot, not knowing what to do.

Holding the frozen dumplings, she glanced at the shop owner cautiously, and asked in a tone full of fear:
"Is this dumpling still cooked?"

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