A few days later, the spring flowers are in full bloom, the spring is warm, the weather is getting better day by day, and the study is getting more and more tense day by day.
Tang Yuan Yuan suffered very much. Ye Qingqing stayed at home, but it didn't feel so great. Every day when he came home after school, Tang Yuan Yuan had to complain.
"You have a good time today. My father's stewed Buddha jumping off the wall. Let me tell you, I accidentally spilled a little bit on the road just now. Ouch... I followed a dozen dogs along the way..."
Since he found his father, Tang Yuanyuan's temperament has become much more lively, and his speech has become more humorous, and Ye Qingqing is amused by his exaggerated appearance.
"Aren't you most afraid of dogs, why aren't you?" Ye Qingqing teased her.
Tang Yuanyuan blushed, and said shyly: "Iron egg is here, those dogs saw him, just like mice saw cats, they all ran away with their tails tucked..."
"Oh……"
Ye Qingqing deliberately lengthened her tone, which seemed particularly meaningful, and Tang Yuanyuan's face turned even redder.
She poured out the soup, and the rich aroma quickly filled the whole room, and Ye Qingqing's mind was completely taken away by the soup.
No wonder it is said that Buddha Jumps over the Wall is the emperor in the soup. As soon as Buddha Jumps over the Wall, Wan Tang retreats.
Not to mention the taste, only this scent can be the first!
And it's Daddy Tang's craftsmanship, so it's no wonder that the glutinous rice **** never forget!
"Drink it while it's hot, it won't be good when it's cold!"
Tang Yuan Yuan held the soup bowl in front of Ye Qing and looked at her eagerly. Ye Qingqing's stomach was already full of greed, so she picked up the bowl and took a sip...
Time stopped and the air was stagnant. After a long time, Ye Qingqing came back to his senses, swallowed the soup in his mouth, and sighed softly.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
Tang Yuan Yuan couldn't wait to ask, eager to hear friends' compliments on her father's cooking skills.
"This soup should only be found in the sky, how can I smell it several times in the world!"
Ye Qingqing suddenly thought of this poem, changed one word, and felt that it was really suitable for Daddy Tang's Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
After drinking this bowl of soup, the other soups are as bland as boiled water, and I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it again in the future.
Tang Yuan Yuan smiled happily, and his eyes became a line, "If you want to drink it, go to my father's place to drink it, he stews it every day!"
Daddy Tang's Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is becoming more and more famous in Pingjiang. Many dignitaries ask for this soup by name. Daddy Tang simply sent two apprentices to stew Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
The raw materials and heat are controlled by the soup father, and they must be stewed for a full 10 hours, so that the soup can be of high quality and excellent taste, which makes people linger.
"It's so fragrant... What are you doing, Lao Mo..."
He Weishao's exaggerated voice and hurried footsteps came from the yard. It seemed that this guy couldn't stand the temptation of the fragrance and ran in.
Following He Weishao ran in, and Meng Huishan, who had just returned to HK, the girl had been at home for only two days, and her grandfather was so angry that she ran out again.
"Buddha Jumps over the Wall, is Yuanyuan still there?" Ye Qingqing asked with a smile.
Tang Yuan Yuan nodded vigorously, "There are some, but not many."
"Let's have a bowl to satisfy your cravings first. Is this soup the famous Tang Family Buddha Jumping Over the Wall?"
He Weishao was impatient, poured a bowl of soup by himself, slurped, and drank half of the bowl, the whole person was stunned.
"Niang Xipi's...how can there be such a delicious soup, let's have another bowl!"
After a while, He Weishao sighed with emotion and wanted to pour the soup again, but he was in vain.
The rest of the soup was occupied by Meng Huishan. The girl held the thermos pot regardless of her image and drank the soup with a large spoon.