Xia Lao's other dishes are majestic and ingenious, but the soup is a little ordinary.

Who knows, when Zhou's mother saw the soup, she was stunned and took a spoon for the first time.

Xia Jing, on the other hand, said: "this pearl white jade clear soup, my grandfather told me, just out of the pot, there is no heat, but it's very hot inside. You should be careful to drink it, but this soup must be drunk in hot condition, and it will lose its taste when it's cold."

"I drank this pearl and white jade soup when I was young!"

It was the second time that Zhou's mother tasted the cabbage soup. She put the spoon in her mouth and blew it for a long time. Then she sipped it gently. The beautiful and rich taste burst through her pores, as if the whole soul had been sublimated.

"It's delicious. It's the same flavor as before. This chef may be the one I met in those years." Zhou's mother sighed and remembered the past. She tasted all the delicious food on the table, and finally ate a golden rice ball, and she was completely satisfied.

Although Zhou Xitong enjoyed himself very much, he was very happy to see his mother eat so much food for the first time today, so he asked Xia Jing, "you just said it was your grandfather who cooked food?"

"Yes, he's retired. He hasn't been in charge for a long time. Today, my boss specially invited him. He said that there are two distinguished guests coming to eat, so my grandfather showed his hand."

Xia Jing said that her grandfather also gave Chen Hao a hand by the way. The employee was determined to give priority to the work, which really didn't have to be said.

"Can I see your grandfather later?" Zhou's mother asked. There was even a trace of piety in her expression. She was a diner who was conquered by the chef's delicious food.

"I'll ask. You can eat first." Xia Jing said.

"Good!" Zhou's mother nodded happily.

Now there are delicious food as a relief. Zhou's mother's expression is much more relaxed than Chen Hao's at the beginning. Chen Hao seems to be able to persuade when he sees that the time is ripe.

Chen Hao immediately began to play a family routine. He wanted to hear Zhou's mother's preference, and then fell in love with her.

In memory of the past, Zhou's mother talked about her youth. Before she got married, she often fell ill. Later, an old monk gave her a folk prescription. It was at that time that Zhou's mother became Buddhist with the old monk. However, it's still a pity.

"At the beginning, I saw a copy of the thirty seventh Sutra of Buddha's sayings from my teacher Fu. When I saw half of it, I didn't get to the back. Later, I searched for it in many ways and never saw it again."

Zhou Xitong was a little surprised. His mother had never told her about this scripture before. It seems that today, it is the memory that triggers the story.

Chen Hao felt that this seemed to be a good opportunity to take advantage of. He immediately opened up a 10 billion subsidy to inquire whether there was a sale of scriptures.

When the name is entered, the book is really in the search bar.

Thirty seven Sutras of Buddha's sayings, a single copy of cultural relics, has no selling price. The subsidy price is 1 yuan, and the points required are 3.

When Chen Hao saw it, it was really a rare item. It was priceless. He still needed to buy points.

But Chen Hao placed the order directly, and soon there was an old and broken Scripture on hand.

So Chen Hao said, "Auntie, I just collected a scripture book with the same name. Please see if it's this one."

With that, Chen Hao handed the Scriptures to Zhou's mother.

"Where did you get it? It seems to be the one that the teacher Fu had in his hand

Zhou's mother is very excited to read, more convinced that it was what she saw at the beginning. She can't help but hold it in her heart. She finally gave up a long cherished wish.

Zhou Xitong shows a happy smile. Her mother finally gets what she wants. She can't help but look at Chen Hao. Her man is really a powerful guy. He's just a Doraemon. She wants what she wants.

Chen Hao smile, compared with a "small" gesture.

At this point, Zhou's mother's eyes on Chen Hao changed from rejection to kindness. People who believe in Buddhism believe that Chen Hao has this Scripture, which may be the will of the Buddha.

"Can you give me this Scripture?" It's rare for Zhou's mother to ask for something.

"Of course, it's useless for me to have the Scriptures. Only when my aunt keeps them can I reflect their value." Chen haodao.

"I'll take it, thank you." Zhou said.

"You're welcome. Xitong and I are friends. We should be filial to our elders."

"Amitabha."

Zhou's mother put her hands together and made a Buddhist ceremony.

With this meal and this unique book, Zhou's mother has already believed that Chen Hao is a Buddhist. Now she doesn't stop her daughter from communicating with Chen Hao.

After a while, Zhou's mother is full, and Xia Jing will come, saying that her grandfather agrees to meet, but it will take a while. Now he is cleaning up the kitchen.

"If you don't want the chef to come, I used to thank him for the good luck he gave us."

Zhou's mother stood up and asked Xia Jing to take her to the kitchen. The old man deliberately left Chen Hao and Zhou Xitong alone.

After Zhou's mother left, Zhou Xitong said happily, "you're so good that you invited such a good cook to make my mother enjoy herself. It's rare for my mother to accept other people's gifts directly from the Scriptures."

"I wish my aunt liked it, so as not to take her baby daughter away from me." Chen Hao said with a smile.

"Don't blame my mother. Because of some reasons in my family, she hates handsome and rich boys. She's afraid that I will be bullied in the future, just like my father. Can you understand?" Zhou Xitong said.

"Understand."

Chen Hao knows clearly that Zhou's mother is sure that she has been hurt before. She is probably Zhou Xitong's father, so she is angry with Chen Hao, who is more excellent. It seems that the life of a rich family is not very happy.