Chapter 135

Then, everyone in the process tasted the special snack. It seemed that the ingredients were different. The purple sweet potato glutinous rice ball and fresh flower fish cake tasted sweet but not greasy. After eating, it was delicious.

After the snack, Bai Ziyan got up and put the tripe into the soup pot.

"After you put it in, you can quickly stir it with chopsticks for five times, and then you can eat it. If you heat it too long, you will lose its original delicious taste." Bai Ziyan finished and put the Millettia tripe into Su Miaomiao's plate.

Su Miaomiao looks up at Bai Ziyan. Since Bai Ziyan is familiar with Yue QingHan, he is afraid that he has long been a guest in the bamboo downstairs. In this way, it is not surprising that he knows how to eat tripe.

"Mm-hmm!" The cold moon covers her mouth and clears her throat.

Bai Ziyan pretended to sit down as if nothing had happened. How could he forget that this month's cold is the owner of bamboo downstairs.

In order to cover up the embarrassment, Yue QingHan learned from Bai Ziyan and rinsed the tripe in the mushroom soup for a few times, then put it on Wang's plate: "you're welcome, everyone. Eat it."

"Do you want to put these in?" Shopkeeper Guo didn't leave, standing beside him waiting for orders.

Su Miaomiao is not used to having dinner at the side. Seeing how restrained she is, Bai Ziyan is happy.

But he didn't expect that the little girl who was not afraid of this day would still have time to wriggle.

"Shopkeeper Guo, go down." Bai Ziyan continued to say to the shopkeeper Guo standing beside him, "we'll make this dish ourselves, and you'll come back when you need it."

Shopkeeper Guo's shrewd eyes are bigger than usual. This man is not their owner. Why give orders to him?

What's more, the service of bamboo downstairs in Dashun is unknown to everyone. It's because of this kind of service that guests can come to support us continuously. It's also reasonable for him to serve here. Even the owner didn't ask him to leave.

Yue QingHan eats the tripe in his mouth and gives a white look at Yue QingHan. His eyes seem to be talking the same way: why, you don't speak well now? If you always bully me, it's time for you to taste the feeling of being contradicted.

"Shopkeeper Guo, you can go first. If you need anything, we will ask you for help." The moon is cold and smiles.

All the owners have spoken, so the shopkeeper has to leave.

After shopkeeper Guo left, Su wanwan and Hu Xiaozhuang began to work hard.

"Mr. Bai, I've heard that the bamboo goes downstairs. It's good to drink. I've heard that it's free to drink. Where is it?" Just now, he ate several pieces of tripe and a lot of snacks. He has heard many times that there are fruit juices made of various fruits in the bamboo downstairs, and he can drink as much as he wants. Moreover, the juice is still iced, but he can't drink such refreshing juice on weekdays.

"Yes, Mr. Bai, take us quickly." Sue's eyes lit up when she heard that there was juice to drink.

Bai Ziyan got up and took Hu Xiaozhuang's hand: "OK, you come with me."

Looking at Bai Ziyan's back with Hu Xiaozhuang and Su wanwan, Su Miaomiao feels inexplicably warm.

When Bai Ziyan came back late with Hu Xiaozhuang and Su, he brought everyone a cup of watermelon juice. The iced watermelon juice was put in the glass cup with the characteristics of bamboo downstairs, which made people have a special appetite.

Bai Ziyan pushed a cup of watermelon juice in his hand to Su Miaomiao: "this watermelon juice can only be drunk when you go downstairs in bamboo. Try it. "

From the beginning, it was Bai Ziyan who was very clear about the situation of bamboo going downstairs, but the moon was cold, and today he was a little low-key.

Touch the glass cup, although the cup is cold, the tentacle is very comfortable, and will not make people feel uncomfortable. A mouthful of watermelon juice, cool and sweet, with this mushroom soup dishes really perfect.

Bai Ziyan poured the rest of the dishes into the bottom of the soup, and soon the mushroom soup rolled over. He thought that the later dishes would dilute the taste of the mushroom soup, but he didn't think it would affect its taste at all, and the dishes rinsed with the mushroom soup added to the delicacy of the dish itself.

"This taste is OK, don't you want to change it?" In the middle of the meal, Bai Ziyan suddenly put down his chopsticks and said.

How can I change my taste when I eat half of it?

Su Miaomiao is wondering. Bai Ziyan has got up and nods to Su Miaomiao.

Almost half possessed, Su Miaomiao gets up and follows Bai Ziyan to leave.

Bai Ziyan took him to the ice room on the third floor, where there were all kinds of fruit snacks and dozens of sauces on the stone tables on the two floors.

There are all kinds of flavors, sweet, salty, sour and spicy.

Su Miaomiao unexpectedly found her chili sauce here, thinking that the bamboo downstairs is quite insightful.

Bai Ziyan skillfully took a few small bowls in the wooden cabinet and put them neatly on the stone table: "you can have whatever you want here."

Yes, in this era, it has made the level of Haidilao and buffet. The bamboo is not popular in Dashun, but it is too unreasonable.

Su Miaomiao made sweet sauces for Hu Xiaozhuang and Su wanwan. She mixed several kinds of sauces together and made them slightly spicy. Wang and Xu couldn't eat spicy, so she mixed them with several kinds of strong flavor sauces. Bai Ziyan also chose one for Yue QingHan.

At the exit of the ice room, there are a pile of clean trays. Bai Ziyan took one and put all the sauce bowls on it. On one side of the ice room, there are open stone cabinets embedded in the wall. On each layer of the stone cabinet, there are small wine jars, half of which are wine and half daughter red.

When Bai Ziyan went out, he took a small jar of wine and went out.

When they brought the sauce back, Hu Xiaozhuang and Su cheered happily.

It's Wang, who tugged at both of them and let them sit in their seats. Don't make a fool of themselves.

Su wanwan made a face. It's rare for her to come downstairs to have a meal today, but she's so happy. Think about the past days, where did she have a full meal.

Hu Xiaozhuang has something shining in his eyes. When Su Miaomiao sets up the sauce bowls, Su wanwan, who is looking at the sauce bowls, suddenly starts to cry.

Looking at her like this, Wang quickly wiped her tears: "evening, why are you crying? Mr. Bai invited us to eat in such a good place. We should be happy."

Su wanwan choked and sniffed: "grandma, I miss my father and mother. If only they were alive now, then we could come down here and eat such delicious food together."

Su Miaomiao was very sad. She thought about her parents.