(Thank you to Little Eagle for spreading his wings and receiving the 2015 million reward, and for being promoted to a protector. I would like to congratulate him with this chapter.)
Sikong curled his lips in a very, very, very disdainful manner.
"Capsized? I said Iron Rooster, tell me, how many circulation points are needed to right your little broken ship? Is a hundred points enough?"
Lin Chou was furious, "One hundred points? Who do you think I, Lin Chou, am!"
"one thousand."
"..."
Lin Chou was satisfied, "Well, seeing your very gratifying attitude in buying horse bones for thousands of dollars, I will forgive you generously."
Zheng Huai walked in and saw the scallion pancakes in Sikong's bowl. He took a deep breath first.
"Hmm, I smell mommy."
Lin Chou was delighted, "Brother Zheng, you may have mistaken your mother's gender."
Zheng Huai said, "I was listening to Brother Lin chatting with Master Sikong just now, and suddenly I remembered a story. I wonder if Brother Lin has heard of it?"
"Why?"
Why do you have to tell a story?
"One hundred dollars, who do you think I am?"
"One thousand dollars, I'm not that kind of person!"
"Ten thousand dollars, I am yours tonight."
"One hundred thousand yuan, no matter how many people you come with."
"One million, don't treat me like a human being tonight."
"Ten million, regardless of whether the person coming is a human being."
"puff."
Sikong almost choked to death when he couldn't swallow a mouthful of cake. Is this the humorous element guarding the honorable and amiable garrison commander? They are really different colors of fireworks.
Zheng Huai laughed loudly, "Brother Lin, give me some scallion pancakes too. Damn, I'm greedy after smelling this."
Lin Chou said with a cold face, "No!"
Zheng Huai, "One thousand yuan!"
"Believe it or not, I slapped you so hard that you taste like Yuan Jing money?"
Zheng Huai groaned and scratched his head, "What do Yuanjing notes taste like?"
"It smells like ammonia," Sikong lowered his head silently, "Lin Chou, can your slap turn a person into excrement? Could this be the chef's hidden skill?"
Zheng Huai said that I couldn’t understand this kind of two-dimensional dialogue at all, and it was ineffective for me.
"Click."
"It's noisy."
"Click."
The strong scallion aroma of the scallion pancakes could not be concealed even by the fragrant red beans. The sound of Sikong chewing made Zheng Huai swallow several mouthfuls of saliva.
Boss Lin was offended by his mean talk, so he had no choice but to turn to Young Master Sikong.
Zheng Huai sat down on Sikong's seat.
"Well, Master Sikong, you have more than a dozen cakes on your plate. Look..."
"Stop talking, no!"
The combination of green onions created an extremely fragrant flavor. Sikong was once again impressed by his wisdom. The scallion pancakes made by Lin Chou were several times more fragrant than the ones he had smelled in Xiacheng District. Of course, they tasted good in his mouth. It is even more impossible to stop.
"Lin Chou, your skills are many times better than that pancake maker in Xiacheng District! Seriously, it's delicious!"
Lin Chou twisted his lips, pretending you never said this kind of compliment to me.
In fact, it's not that Lin Chou's skill at making scallion pancakes is better. Everyone in the world makes scallion pancakes from the same family. No matter how good his craftsmanship is, how good can it be?
But he only chose three kinds of onions for making pancakes, green onions, large wild onions and dried red onions. The green onions are tender and tender, while the wild onions are crisp and refreshing. The dried red onions are mainly responsible for the spicy taste. The combination of the three , complement each other and promote each other, so the simple scallion pancake can become so delicious.
Paired with the fragrant beef offal soup and a few drops of red oil, it is an extremely simple meal that can also give you a sense of satisfaction that cannot be replaced by delicacies from the mountains and seas.
"It's cool."
Sikong looked at the remaining scallion pancakes on the plate, feeling happy and sad at the same time.
I still want to eat, but my stomach can’t hold it at all.
Drop, "The boss's little secret, the mission is completed, the reward is intelligence value +1, the zero-level magic plant dragon claw and sky green onion."
"Dragon Claw Sky Onion is a perennial herbaceous plant of the genus Lou Onion."
The fragrance of Dragon Claw Heavenly Onion is extremely rich and special. It is the best among onions and is rare to find.
Longzhaodian onion has a large number of string-like roots, hollow stems and bulbous roots, long conical leaves, and flowers that do not bear seeds. Instead, many small aerial bulbs are produced from the flower organs, and then develop into multiple ring-shaped shallots. The top buds are ringed with green onions, which look like dragon claws.
It likes cold weather, the growth temperature is minus 13 degrees to minus 2 degrees, and it is cold-resistant, drought-resistant and salt-alkali resistant. "
"no!"
Sikong shouted, waking up Lin Chou.
"Lin Chou, pack these scallion pancakes for me. I have to take them back for me to try."
Zheng Huai,
"...."
After all, you are also the first-ranking young man in the base city. Why don't you take a scallion pancake with you? Where did you throw that young master Sikong who usually spends money like water and money?
Young Master Sikong carefully held the brown paper bag containing the cake, got into the car and went home, escorted by twelve sturdy bodyguards.
...
Sikongyu Villa.
Sikong asked the maid to cut the scallion pancake into fan-shaped slices and put it on a plate.
Sikong Yudao,
"Hey, son, why are you back so early today? That little restaurant doesn't have the dishes you want to eat?"
Sikong said, "Dad, I brought you something good, please try it quickly."
The exquisite white porcelain plate is an antique before the cataclysm and is very valuable. The surface of the golden and warm scallion pancake on the porcelain plate is dotted with chopped green onions. Some have been fried until crispy, and some are hidden in the pancake, which is transparent. Juicy green color.
The ordinary scallion pancake can look very high-end and stylish when set off by the utensils.
Sikong Yu lowered his head and smelled it, his eyes were reddish and seemed a little fuzzy.
"Okay, okay, my son knows that he feels sorry for his father, haha... Scallion pancakes, the last time I ate scallion pancakes was when your grandma wasn't gone... Well, this smell is just right!"
Seeing his father devouring the cake he brought back, Sikong poured him a cup of herbal tea.
"Then you eat. I'm going to take a shower first. It's not cold yet and I'm all hot and sweaty."
After Sikong left, the maid who had been standing aside for a long time became anxious.
"Master, stop eating. You can't eat green onions like this. You'll be allergic. Have you forgotten?"
Sikong Yu laughed and said, "The things my son brought back by smashing them, let alone green onions, were poison. Even if I eat two kilograms, I will still be alive and active."
"Hahaha!"
The whole villa echoed with Sikong Yu's laughter.
After a while, the housekeeper came to report, "Sir, Xue Mingfang from Bafanglou came to visit and said he had something important to discuss with me."
Sikong Yugudong drank a cup of tea and lay facelessly on the sofa.
"No, let that brat go away. I'm in a good mood today, and I don't want to talk to him about those bullshit, rotten things!"
The steward's mouth twitched, he looked around and whispered,
"Master, do you want me to tell him not to come here again?"
Sikong Yu thought for a while and said, "That's fine."
He waved his hand and added, "Go ahead."
