The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 127 Eat Your Sister's Cooking

"Brother Tong, take out the meat and give me the basket." Qiao Dami said.

He wants to go home and eat fried rice with eggs!

Tong Sanlang smiled slightly, "Take it, I still have it at home anyway, if you feel embarrassed, if you have something delicious in the future, bring it to me."

Qiao Dami let out a oh, and smiled again on her little face, "My sister is steaming rice at home, she said she wants to make fried rice with eggs, the rice made by my sister is delicious, and she also marinated the chicken feet, which is also very delicious !"

After saying this, the bright smile on his little face froze for a moment, and then the expression on his face turned into annoyance, oh no!
He forgot to bring chicken feet for Brother Tong!
"Brother Tong, next time I come to see you, I will definitely bring you chicken feet!" He clenched his fists and promised very seriously.

He has always been introverted and has no friends. Although there are many cousins, there is only one friendly cousin, but that friendly Qiao Dazhu is too old to hang out with him.

The few times he came to Tong's house because of family affairs, Tong Sanlang always acted very kindly, as if he was doting on his elder brother.

He immediately fell in love with this big brother!

If there is something delicious, I naturally want to share it with this big brother, but it is impossible for this big brother to go to his house for dinner if he is fine.

So he said with regret on his small face, "Brother Tong, it's a pity that you can't eat my sister's food because you're not at my house."

The smile on Tong Sanlangjun's face deepened, he raised his hand and rubbed Qiao Daomi's little head, and said, "There is a chance."

"Huh?" Qiao Dami was puzzled and looked at him with his little head tilted.

"Your Grandpa Tong is about to celebrate his [-]th birthday. When the time comes, invite your sister to come over for a banquet. Then I will have the meal cooked by your sister."

"That's it!" Qiao Dami was stunned, and then the little chicken nodded like pecking rice, "Okay, okay, then let my sister make tofu, tofu curd and bean sprouts. Brother Tong, you and Grandpa Tong must try it out!"

"Okay." Tong Sanlang nodded pettingly.

"Brother Tong, I'm going home then!"

"Carry the basket, be careful, don't spill the goat milk." Tong Sanlang warned.

"I won't spill it!" Qiao Dami replied crisply, and left with the basket.

Tong Sanlang looked at his small back, raised his bushy eyebrows, turned and went back to his room to continue studying.

Since Qiao Maimai appeared in Anping Village, he would naturally take care of it.

We should get closer and find out the details.

Tong's house was a little far away from Qiao's house, and when Qiao Dami returned home, carefully protecting the goat's milk, the smell of rice had already wafted out of the yard.

He let out a wow in a good mood, took the goat milk and went to the kitchen, and quickly repeated what Tong Sanlang said with his small mouth.

Qiao Mai was a little surprised.

After time travel, there were too many things to focus on making money, and she almost forgot the identity of the original owner: the daughter of the chef of the village banquet, who would come to invite Zhuang Luhe for weddings and funerals on weekdays, and the original owner would help her.

The original owner used to be a helper, and the main dishes were cooked by Zhuang Luhe. Now that the child Saburo mentioned this, could it be that he wanted to hand over the chef of the birthday banquet to her?
A little nervous.

She is always messing around in her own kitchen, and she has never experienced such a big scene!

Thinking in this way, she set her sights on the small pot of goat milk.

She leaned over to take a look, and found that the goat's milk had been boiled, and the smell had been removed, so it only needed to be heated for a while.

She clicked her tongue a few times, this is something better than milk, it benefits the internal organs, nourishes the heart and lungs, cures fatigue, sharpens the skin, and moisturizes the hair. It is even recorded in ancient books that drinking goat milk often makes her look like a virgin.

Raising his hand and touching his somewhat rough cheek, Qiao Xiaomai felt that it was necessary to raise a sheep.

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