"Mei'er, open the food box and let them have a look," Ms. Tan said.

Yang Huamei smiled modestly and said: "Oh mother, they are all ordinary things, nothing rare. I have never seen the third brother, the third sister-in-law and Qing'er..."

Mrs. Tan urged again: "Open it if you want. I haven't even taken two bites. I'm just waiting for them to come back and eat together!"

Hearing that he wanted to keep them back to eat together, Yang Huazhong and Sun looked at each other in surprise, and both of them felt a little better at the same time.

"If Auntie doesn't open it, then I'll do it by myself. I'm the junior in this room, hehe."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and stepped forward to unscrew the food box.

The food box was divided into three layers. As soon as she opened the first layer, she smelled a strong smell of oil.

At first glance, it was a plate of diced pork and corn kernels that had already been cooled.

There are about nine siomai pieces, and the outer dough is a little saggy due to time, and the part sticking to the bottom of the dish is a little white and soft due to the retention of water vapor.

The glutinous rice balls wrapped inside may have too much oil. I don’t know if others like it, but Yang Ruoqing felt tired of it after just looking at it.

"Pork, glutinous rice and shaomai. I ate one before. It was really good. There were a lot of diced meat in it. It was kneaded by Dabai himself!"

Tan smacked his lips and introduced.

"Well, it looks good. Each one looks good."

Mrs. Sun looked at the Shaomai and praised it.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and glanced at Sun, and found that my mother's praise seemed to be sincere.

But think about it, for women like the Sun family, the steamed buns that have been steamed for a lifetime are not fake, but they are hard goods.

They find technical tasks such as kneading shaomai, making soup dumplings, and frying fried dough sticks and twists very difficult.

So Sun was really amazed that a boy could make such shaomai.

"It really looks like that!" Yang Huazhong also stretched out his head to take a look and praised.

Yang Huamei's eyes narrowed with laughter, "I went to town today to give Xiaohei clothes and shoes. When I came back, I stopped by Baimei Zhai to see Dabai... Dabai asked me to bring it back for his grandma to eat.

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"Third brother, third sister-in-law, Qing'er, can you all try it?"

"No, no, no, no need." Yang Huazhong waved his hand.

Mrs. Sun also smiled and explained: "We came back from Xiangjiazhuang after having a full meal."

Yang Ruoqing even nodded in agreement. It looked like the Shaomai was made of lard. It was already cold. How to eat it? Even if you wanted to eat it, you would have to wait until it was heated up at night before eating it.

Yang Huamei added: "That's alright. Let's wait until the third sister-in-law heats it up by the rice pot at night before eating it. It's a little cold now."

Mrs. Sun smiled and said hello.

Tan, who had previously said that he didn't like to eat oranges, had quickly peeled off an orange and started to eat it. While eating, he told Yang Ruoqing: "Why did you pause? There is still food under the food box!"

Yang Ruoqing then opened the second floor.

The second layer is a sliced ​​roast duck, with a few large sheets of lettuce placed under the roast duck.

The emerald green of the lettuce contrasts with the caramel color of the roast duck, which is really appetizing at first glance.

However, when Yang Ruoqing saw the few hairs on the duck legs that had not been plucked and the internal organs that had not been hollowed out, her favorable impression was reduced by half.

This duck meat is absolutely fishy and smelly in your mouth.

"This duck is also beautifully cooked." Mrs. Sun praised it again.

Yang Ruoqing no longer goes to the Sun family. In her eyes, as long as it is food, it is a gift from God and a good thing.

When cooked, it becomes a delicious meal, even a bowl of porridge with pickles.

Yang Ruoqing opened the third floor again.

"Good guy, it's braised pork. This is my favorite!" Yang Huazhong was eager to prepare, very happy.

Seeing this, Sun and Yang Huamei smiled knowingly.

Sun said: "Your third brother likes to eat this kind of food that is 30% thin and 70% fat."

Yang Huamei's face was filled with a sense of accomplishment: "That's not easy. There is a big plate here, which is enough for my third brother."

"You brought all the food here, so what do you guys eat at night?" Mrs. Sun asked again.

Yang Huamei smiled proudly: "I still have two kilograms of pork head meat at home, all braised."

"Oh, Dabai is really sensible now. He takes care of everything. His third uncle and I both hold the corner of his grandmother's clothes." Mrs. Sun covered her mouth and smiled.

Mrs. Tan also praised Dabai vigorously for being filial and sensible.

Even Yang Huazhong, who had always been critical of Dabai, nodded for the first time.

Yang Huamei still said modest words, but the smile on her face could not be kept, and it was another day of pride.

Although Yang Ruoqing also echoed the compliments, another doubt arose deep in her heart.

"Auntie, how's the business at Baimeizhai? It should be good, right?"

Before Yang Huamei could answer, Mr. Tan answered first: "Where is the best place? It's not that good at all. I heard that during lunch time there was no room to sit inside, and people queued up to the carriage and horse station outside the town."

The first few sentences are not too much, but the last sentence is a bit too exaggerated.

Yang Ruoqing was so frightened that she choked on her saliva and coughed.

Sun didn't know why, so she quickly turned around and patted Yang Ruoqing's back.

Tan finished eating one orange, burped loudly, and then attacked the second orange.

"Fat girl, don't panic, Dabai is your cousin, he won't take away all the business of your restaurant." Tan added.

Yang Ruoqing's coughing stabilized at this time, and she turned around and said to Mrs. Tan: "You are wrong, my cough. My cough was not frightened by the business of Dabai Restaurant. I was frightened by your old words."

Tan raised his eyebrows.

Yang Ruoqing held back her smile and glanced at Yang Huamei and said, "Have you ever heard that the people waiting in line to eat went all the way from the door to the carriage and horse station outside the town? Do you know where Baimei Zhai is? That carriage and horse

Where is the inn?"

Yang Huazhong's expression was a little strange, "Bai Mei Zhai is by the south gate of the town, and the Chariot and Horse Post Station is by the official road outside the north gate. There are three streets between them. The total distance is nearly two miles. It's about from the door of our house.

It’s almost to the entrance of Lijia Village.”

"Yeah, there's a long way to go, and the queue is really long..." Sun said subconsciously. Halfway through her words, she suddenly realized something, froze, and her eyes became a little strange.

Is it possible to wait in such a long line for food?

Yang Huamei's face immediately turned red, her eyes rolled as she silently organized words in her mind to round off Tan's boastful words.

Tan herself realized that her hide had been blown.

But who is Tan?

Tan is no ordinary person.

If you lose the cowhide, you will not lose the momentum.

"Why can't the queue go to the Car and Horse Inn? His business has only been open for more than half a month and it is already so popular. In another ten days and a half, let alone the Car and Horse Inn, the queue may have to go to Baiyan Town
Chapter completed!