Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 330 If you don’t give me another bowl, you are not my son

"Ha~ Another bowl!"

The old man finished his crispy noodles, drank the last mouthful of soup, smacked his lips, and pushed the empty bowl away proudly.

"Dad, there's no more. I can't eat anymore."

Master Kong simply couldn't bear to watch it.

Even at his age, he was like a child, burping, but his fingers were still drawing circles on the edge of the bowl, like a baby asking for milk.

"What??? Is it really gone?"

"Dad! It's really gone! You ate up the whole bowl."

elder:!!!
“My rice noodles!”

He suddenly sat down on the ground, raised his legs toward the sky, and started crying with his hands covering his face.

"My rice noodles are gone! Waaaaaa!"

Master Kong: "Dad..."

No, you just ate a bowl of crispy noodles, why are you not satisfied?
He and his wife haven't even tasted a single bit of it.

Whoa whoa whoa!
The old man cried tears of joy.

Master Kong wanted to pull him up from the ground, but the old man refused and just rolled around on the ground, heartbroken.

"I want rice noodles! If you don't give me another bowl, you're not my son!"

Master Kong really didn't want to be his son at this time.

After all, what good father would roll on the ground and cry in the middle of the night? He wants to die.

There was a fuss for a while.

The old man seemed a little tired.

His cloudy eyes suddenly widened and the blue veins on his neck throbbed.

"Who are you? Why are you in my house? Quick! Get out of here!"

Before Master Kong could react, he was pushed by a hand that felt like a dry branch and staggered.

The old man's grip was incredibly strong.

His lower back hit the cabinet, and his key chain clanged and fell to the ground.

"Ah??? I... I'm Xiao Rong."

Master Kong's heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if he were struck by lightning.

what happened?

It’s fine if you’re crying and making a fuss, but why don’t you recognize me now?

You really can't treat him like this.

"What the hell! I don't know you! If you don't get out, I'll call the police." The old man picked up the slippers and threw them.

"No, no, no!"

The daughter-in-law was quick to catch the slippers in mid-air.

"Let's leave now!"

As she said that, she pulled Master Kong and rushed out the door.

It’s not that they are too timid, but the old man’s record of being ruthless is proven.

It's late at night and all the neighbors have to rest.

If you can't afford to provoke him, you can afford to avoid him.

At worst, they can just wait until the old man calms down and then go into the house.

"Dangdang!"

The moment the security door closed, a large pillow hit the door panel.

Phew! Luckily it didn't hit anyone.

The two men covered their chests and took a breath after they recovered from the shock.

In the dead of night, the draft in the corridor was blowing so hard that they felt very cold.

"What kind of thing is this? Why is the old man so good and so bad? He has gone to two extremes all of a sudden."

"Who knows? Oh, wife, I forgot to bring my keys. How about we go to a hotel and stay overnight?"

Master Kong stared at the closed door of his house, feeling like crying but without tears.

"You think the hotel is free? Oh, it's broken, my wallet and cell phone are all in the room!"

Ah? ? ?
What to do then——

Fortunately, the kitchen window was not locked and the light was still on.

In desperation, Master Kong had to go to the corridor and climb up tremblingly on the air conditioner outdoor unit.

Speaking of which, this is also one of the advantages of living in an old residential building.

If you have a little skill, climbing walls and flying over rooftops is not a big problem.

The daughter-in-law was watching from below.

Seizing the opportunity, he suddenly lowered his voice and shouted, "Old Kong! Quick! The old man is gone!"

In a flash, Master Kong somersaulted into the windowsill.

next second.

Face to face with the old man who was holding a glass of water.

“Ah!!! There’s a thief——!!!”

"Dad! It's me!"

"Catch the thief!!!!"

Swish!
The lights in the entire building were on.

For a while, the sound of dogs barking could be heard one after another, and the scene was very chaotic.

In the end, it was the local police officer Lao Zhang who rushed over after hearing the news who rescued the situation.

This old policeman, who had seen a lot of the world, was now trying to hold back his laughter so that his face turned red.

"Well, Uncle Kong, these are your son and daughter-in-law."

"What son? I don't have a son! I definitely don't have a daughter-in-law..."

Master Kong: ...

I'm tired!!!
Wife: Me too!!!

……

It was past three in the morning and it was still dark.
Su Chen and Butler Ding went into the kitchen in the dark.

What I’m going to make today is Guizhou style spicy chicken noodles.

Based on the estimated number of bereaved families and the fifty extra bowls of food given out as welfare, the canteen prepared about three hundred bowls of breakfast ingredients.

Among them, more than a dozen spices such as glutinous rice peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, ginger slices, garlic cloves, etc. are arranged in an array in a bamboo winnowing basket.

There were more than twenty plucked roosters nearby, standing with their heads held high and waiting to be chopped into pieces.

Not to mention rice noodles.

The indica rice has been soaked overnight, and it’s time to fish it out after it has absorbed enough water!

Take advantage of the opportunity while Butler Ding is making money.

Su Chen picked up the boning knife, and with a flash of cold light, he cut the whole chicken into even-sized cubes.

The chicken bones are not wasted. After blanching, they are put into a casserole together with the leg bones and simmered over low heat to make a milky white soup base.

The key point of this spicy chicken noodle dish is the preparation of the glutinous rice cake pepper.

Soak the dried chilies in warm water for half an hour. After they have absorbed enough water, pound them together with garlic cloves and ginger.

Amid the sound of the wooden pestle hitting each other, the chili pepper gradually turned into crimson mud. The spicy smell made people's noses itchy, but they couldn't help but take a deep breath.

hiss…

This is the taste from the mountains and fields of Guizhou, violent yet gentle.

After pounding the peppers, it's time to heat the oil in a pan.

Heat the pot until smoke rises, pour in cooking oil, and the moment the diced chicken is poured in, it makes a crackling sound in the hot oil.

Butler Ding used a large colander to stir the chicken slowly. When the chicken pieces were fried until golden and crispy, it was almost time to remove them from the oil.

In another pot, sauté ginger and garlic, then add the glutinous rice cake chili and fried chicken pieces.

Su Chen shook his wrist, and salt, MSG, pepper powder and pepper powder fell all over the place. Then he poured cooking wine, soy sauce to outline the base color, and sugar to blend the edge.

Finally, sprinkle a handful of cooked sesame seeds and the spicy chicken sauce is ready.

It was bright red and oily, with a fragrant aroma. Just the smell made housekeeper Ding's stomach so hungry that he sneezed three times.

“Haha, smells good!”

Su Chen looked at Butler Ding and couldn't help laughing.

"Yeah, it smells pretty good, and it should taste even better!"

Butler Ding answered with a straightforward look on his face.

Anyway, the fact that he was greedy had already been discovered by his boss.

You might as well risk your reputation, maybe you can eat a few more bowls.

"Okay, since we made a lot today, we can eat as much as we want before business starts."

"Okay~"

You know what, it’s easy to get hungry if you get up early to work.

When the rice milk is steamed and the steam is smoked, the rice aroma mixed with the spicy taste makes my stomach ache.

When the lid of the cage was opened, the rice skin was crystal clear, and it trembled violently when I poked it with my finger.

Su Chen picked up the knife and cut a few times. The rice noodles hung down like silver threads. He threw them into the boiling water and let them roll. Then he fished them out. They were so chewy that they were almost enough for skipping rope.

"Okay, Uncle Ding, stop busying yourself and come and have a bowl."

……

(End of this chapter)