Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

The wonton almost slid into Cheng Yao's mouth, and before she could react, she felt hot on her tongue.

When you bite it gently with your teeth, the wonderful taste bursts out.

The outer skin is smooth, tender and chewy, with a little bit of toughness. When you take a bite, the delicacy and toughness complement each other perfectly.

The deliciousness of the meat filling and the mellow aroma of the oil are intertwined, making people have endless aftertaste.

"good to eat!"

In particular, Cheng Yao likes sour food, and the addition of balsamic vinegar once again stimulated a deeper taste, making people unable to resist taking a second bite.

One spoonful of wontons at a time. After Cheng Yao finished eating the wontons, he picked up the small porcelain bowl and drank the remaining soup in a slurping manner.

Clean, no trace left.

"belch--"

After burping, Cheng Yao touched her belly with some annoyance.

After finishing this bowl of wontons, I don’t know if I can still eat it later.

However, these wontons are delicious, and it would be a shame not to eat them cleanly.

Now that she has mastered cooking skills, she can perfectly recreate these ordinary foods with just one bite.

As long as Cheng Yao thinks about it, any delicious food can be reproduced again without any changes due to the passage of time.

Xiaozhu on the side was eating wonton soup with soybean-flavored pancakes, and soon emptied the bowl of soup.

"How's it going? Doesn't it taste good?!"

"A big restaurant has the sophistication and detail of a big restaurant, and a small shop has the fireworks of a small shop."

"Real food has no distinction between high and low."

Xiaozhu lowered his head, looked at the empty bowl in front of him, and agreed with Cheng Yao's statement.

Although he is eating such a large amount now, it seems to be a last resort, in order to satisfy the hunger surging in his body.

But in order for food to enter the stomach, it must first pass through the mouth.

If the food is very unpalatable, it will be difficult for him to swallow it.

Right now, there are only these small street shops that can satisfy his appetite with high quality and low prices.

If it were a high-end restaurant, with such exquisite and compact presentation, I don't know how many dishes I would have to eat to be satisfied.

"Xiaozhu, you haven't eaten enough yet, right? I'll take you to the front for a walk."

"When we are full, we will go to the teahouse to sit for a while. There is a storyteller there who is talking about the book. Let's join in the fun."

"When it gets dark, there will be a night market on this street. There will be a lot of delicious and fun things at that time!"

"What kind of hemp curd, camellia oleifera, white jade cake, osmanthus jelly, lychee paste... there are so many!"

Looking at Cheng Yao's bright and expectant eyes, Xiaozhu couldn't say a word "no" at all.

"Okay, just listen to A Yao."

The two got up, paid for their meal, and continued walking forward.

I had eaten a lot before, and I wasn't that hungry anymore.

After Cheng Yao and Xiaozhu walked around the street for a while, they walked towards the tea house.

The weather today is good, the sky is clear and clear, the eyes are bright but not too hot, and it makes people feel warm when it spreads on their bodies.

Cheng Yao's skirt was flowing and she was walking in front carrying a small cloth bag.

Xiaozhu, on the other hand, had a calm expression and walked silently behind Cheng Yao, his sharp eyes scanning the people passing by him from time to time.

The days of licking blood with the tip of a knife for a long time have made it impossible for him to blend in naturally with the crowd.

Here, he didn't believe anyone except Cheng Yao.

Even though his body was very weak, he still maintained the highest vigilance and observed the surrounding environment.

A pair of cold eyes, as if tempered by ice, without any extra emotion. Only when he glances at Cheng Yao's back will he feel a touch of warmth.

The sun shines slantingly on the antique teahouse. This teahouse stands on the busiest street corner, witnessing the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the city.

It was a busy time at this time. Cheng Yao crossed the threshold with light steps and stepped into the tea house curiously, followed closely by Xiao Zhu.

Some of the tea patrons in the teahouse were drinking tea alone, while others were gathering together in twos and threes to chat quietly.

"Brother Xiao! Long time no see!"

"Hahahaha, nice to meet you! Nice to meet you!"

"We said goodbye last time. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Today is just the right time for us to catch up on old times."

"No problem! Please!"

Two middle-aged men met by chance at the door, looking surprised. They seemed to be acquaintances.

They slapped each other on the shoulders, laughed, and walked toward the private room upstairs.

Cheng Yao stood aside to make it easier for the guests outside the door to go upstairs.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, it seems that this teahouse is still a good place for drinking tea and chatting.

"Two guests, are you going to sit in the private seats downstairs or in the private rooms upstairs?"

After a while, a waiter came forward with a smile and asked.

Cheng Yao raised her head and glanced at the private room upstairs. Even the partition door had many elegant patterns carved on it.

Although it was very elegant, she and Xiaozhu were just two people, and they didn't talk about anything important. It didn't seem necessary.

"We can just take the seats downstairs."

"Well, I'd like a pot of Jin Junmei. For tea, I'd like mung bean cake and black plum cake."

"Okay - you two take your seats first, tea and refreshments will be here soon."

The waiter took note of Cheng Yao's request, guided the two of them to their positions, and then turned around to prepare.

"Xiaozhu, what are you thinking about?"

"I feel like you are always absent-minded today. Is it because of Dr. Xu's affairs?"

"We'll try our luck at the medical clinic tomorrow morning. If it doesn't work, ask Dr. Xu which mountain he went to. We'll go directly to the mountain to find him."

After Xiaozhu realized that his emotions were leaked and caused Cheng Yao's worry, he smiled slightly apologetically and said slowly.

"Ayao, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Cheng Yao glanced at Xiaozhu suspiciously, and after seeing that the other person's expression was normal and no different from the past, she suppressed the weirdness in her heart.

After a while, the teahouse waiter brought the tea and refreshments ordered by Cheng Yao.

Cheng Yao happily got a cup for herself and Xiaozhu, picked up the tea cup, and tasted it carefully.

Jinjunmei is based on floral and fruity aroma, and also has honey-sweet potato aroma and other charms.

The taste is sweet and round, the aftertaste is long-lasting, the taste is rich and mellow, and it is more delicate and smooth.

Compared with other teas, the taste will be sweeter, and Cheng Yao will like it better.

The faint fragrance of tea filled her mouth, and then Cheng Yao's eyes lit up. When she had time, she could make herself some milk tea.

The milk and tea are not difficult to obtain, and you can even make the ingredients inside.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yao raised the corners of her mouth happily.

Xiaozhu didn't know what Cheng Yao was happy about, but he didn't ask any more and just drank the tea in his cup silently.

As expected, it tastes sweet and fragrant.

It's such a good tea, but it's a pity that I won't have the chance to drink it again in the future.

Although he already knew his ending, Xiaozhu's eyes couldn't help but become a little darker.