There is a stall at the entrance of Yuanyue, and the good food is returned ten thousand times

Chapter Ninety-Nine My Son Is So Poor He Can Only Drink Soup?!!

The adoring gaze of the young girl, Chu Feng calmly accepted.

Tian Sohui thought the process was very complicated, but he handled it very simply.

Maybe when Tian Sohui really grows up, he will be able to understand this one day.

In fact, the only dish designated by the system today is Changxia roast duck, that is, duck skin dumplings.

A dish from Xiao Dang’s house.

The highest grade roast duck skin is used to make the dumpling skin, and finally the shape of the duck leg is made.

But how much skin a roast duck can have, there are not many dumplings at all.

With the consistent style of not wasting ingredients, Chu Feng formulated a roast duck set menu.

After all, saving the special family is king.

Ryoko begins to taste the stir-fried roast duck.

Although the dumplings ordered by the two friends seem to be magical.

But her cooking is not bad.

The crispy to golden duck meat, the spicy and delicious taste, seemed to call her to hurry up and move the chopsticks.

Without hesitation, Ryoko picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in her mouth.

The taste of garlic and chili pepper stimulates the tip of the tongue, and a small amount of saltiness and pepper taste fully stimulate the fresh flavor of the whole duck.

Nibbling on the thick duck meat, Ryoko felt like she could eat two large bowls of rice tonight.

Perhaps compared to dumplings, fried roast duck is not so complicated in taste.

However, this simple spicy taste impact gives people a very strong taste impact.

Crimson quickly climbed up to Ryoko’s beautiful face, and a few drops of sweat appeared on her forehead and between her wings.

The reason is that without him, it is purely spicy.

Chu Feng stir-fried roast duck, the pursuit is fresh and spicy.

“Sizzle~~”

Ryoko opened her mouth slightly, took out a breath of hot air, and then took a sharp bite of white rice.

The fresh and refreshing rice suddenly slows down the spiciness in the mouth, giving people a completely different experience from just now.

The action of shavings is always unabated.

The beautiful girl with long purple straight hair turned into a dry rice person at this moment.

Her imposing appearance is very different from her gentle and steady personality.

Kohei sat alone at a folding table.

There was a burrito and a bowl of soup on the table, which looked like a simple breakfast without rushing to start, and he pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation between Tian Sohui and the others.

That duck leg is a dumpling? It’s a really interesting idea.

Several juices mixed with duck and vegetables.

Don’t know what it will taste like? The fried roast duck should be very spicy.

It is estimated that there is a difference between it and the extreme spiciness of the long school senior.

Boss Chu’s craftsmanship is much stronger than that of Ten Jie.

I’d love to try it.

Kohei Sogen surged his throat.

Then he stared helplessly at the two miserable and tasteless dishes in front of him.

With a few cool breezes, tonight’s self looks particularly desolate.

Snowflakes fluttering cold wind Xiao Xiao ~~

Damn it!

Why do you always hear strange noises when you come here? The reason why he sat alone at a table.

I just don’t want to suffer the pain of poverty.

Who knows, just listening, smelling and watching.

Kohei Genshin felt that this world was full of malice.

The happiness of rich people ordinary people simply cannot imagine! Now he finally understood what that sentence meant.

Picking up the burrito, Yukihei turned his grief into an appetite, took a bite of it, and felt a lot more comfortable in his heart.

Although these two cheap dishes look light and tasteless.

But he would definitely not doubt the craftsmanship of Boss Chu.

Bite through the dough~

The rich aroma of flesh instantly fills the entire mouth.

That’s the taste of roast duck.

The right seasoning with delicious duck meat immediately gave him a different experience.

The original light and tasteless dough feels delicious at this moment.

Spoon gently swing the green onion on the soup noodles.

Lumpy white radish is faintly visible in the white duck bone broth.

Look at the surface alone.

It seems that it is just a soup that collects juice after a simple oil slick.

But swing a little oil.

Suddenly, a strong fragrance came to the face.

“What a thick duck soup!”

Only if the soup is concentrated to the extreme, it will not smell half of the aroma on the surface.

Because of the taste of duck bones and turnips, it has been completely concentrated in this bowl of soup.

Kohei was overjoyed.

Boss Chu honestly did not deceive me.

No matter how simple the dish, he can make it extremely delicious.

A bite of burrito and a mouthful of soup, the simple ‘breakfast’ actually made Kohei Chuangzhen eat a feeling of enjoying a top-class luxury meal.

An extended version of a black limousine, parked not far from the fast food truck.

The sand that temporarily acted as the driver walked down and then opened the door behind the car.

Saeki Senzoemon and Yukihira Joichiro get out of the car first, followed by Erina and Alice.

The two girls are similar in height and in stature, but their temperaments are very different.

The blonde hair and flowing Erinais has a straight chest, giving people a sense of queen’s sight all the time.

Alice with short white hair is in a smart posture and looks like a little girl next door who likes to play pranks.

As soon as Joichiro got out of the car, he saw Yukihira Somasamune, who looked like a lonely little dog.

His resolute face suddenly stiffened.

He seemed vaguely understood

Where did the son’s living expenses go?

He looked at Chu Feng with a calm face inside the fast food truck.

Then think back to the way the other person comforted himself.

Dare to feel that this person was confused at that time!? The corners of Joichiro’s mouth twitched.

Then he set his sights on his own son.

I saw Yukihira Jungjin shivering slightly with his back to himself.

Joichiro knew that the other party must be enjoying the ultimate delicacy.

A nameless fire rose from the bottom of my heart for no reason.

The first time he found something good, he didn’t expect him not to say.

He actually took Lao Tzu’s money to eat and drink all day.

It’s three hundred thousand!

How many meals did this boy eat here with Boss Chu? He ate three dishes the day before yesterday for fifteen thousand.

The more Joichiro thought about it, the angrier he became, and he suddenly quickened his pace.

Erina stared strangely at the red-haired man’s back, and then saw Kohei Somasato of the same hair color.

“This group of people from Polar Star Liao is really coming fast!”

Elena muttered a little, and Alice’s voice sounded in her ears.

“Is he what you call Boss Chu?” It’s really handsome.”

“What is the use of a chef with a bad personality, who is handsome?”

Elena snorted softly, never admitting that she actually admired Chu Feng as well.

“Huh? Elena is deceitful, every time you lie your eyes will be tilted to the other side. ”

“I didn’t, don’t be fooled.”

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and Elena quickly turned her head to the other side.

Alice stared with interest at the side of the cousin’s face.

It looks like it’s a little twisted.

It’s weird~

The always arrogant Elena actually has this face?

The burgundy eyes looked at the calm-looking man in the fast food truck.

Alice is now more and more curious about the cuisine here.

Joichiro, whose face was a little displeased, was already standing behind Yukihira Sogen at this moment.

Kohei finished eating the roast duck burrito and was spooning the soup from the bowl spoon after spoonful

All the white radish was wiped out by him, and only half a bowl of thick soup was still decreasing.

（⊙o⊙）…

Yukihira Castle Ichiro was directly stunned in place, his facial expression became stiff, and it took a long time before he twitched slightly.

I glanced at the girls eating meat in front of the window.

The old father sighed for no reason.

Is my son now poor enough to drink soup? Somehow ~

At this time, a trace of sadness could not help but emerge in Joichiro’s heart.

Is it not the right way for him to raise his poor children?