Chapter 1046

Baifeng Pavilion breakfast is as usual.

Diners who came to breakfast chatted while waiting in line.

"Another chef from what country came to do things."

"Chefs from what country come a little frequently recently?"

"The Koichiro heard that he was back again and reported to an intensive Chinese class."

"He's going to stay."

"That's what I mean. The goods rented a house in the street opposite the food street and lived downstairs. They think about getting off the blacklist every day."

"Isn't his blacklist valid for at least one year?"

"Let him take it easy. Anyway, he can eat brother song's dishes in a year."

At least half a year.

I can see it. I can't eat it. Just think about the pain. It's better to give the pain to others. They can happily eat SongGe's delicious food.

"I heard that yeze was a villain this time."

"He is very powerful in what country."

"When I went to morning exercise this morning, I also saw the villain running with brother song and pestering him all the time."

"How can he disturb brother song?"

"It should not be disturbed. The aunts of the neighborhood committee stopped the villains outside. They said that they must ensure that they are not close to Baifeng Pavilion within five meters, strictly abide by public order, and do not make trouble, otherwise they are not allowed to enter Baifeng Pavilion."

Yoshio Nozawa was very angry. He was baffled by several old aunts.

"Kong Ming, if you don't let us in, we'll go. I don't care to taste the boring food made by these boring Chinese people."

But konoming Nozawa said, "Grandpa, only you are not allowed, I can go in."

He didn't make trouble again.

"You go back to the hotel. I'll go to Baifeng Pavilion for breakfast and tell you what the menu is."

Kaiming Nozawa happily ran to line up for dinner.

Only Ichio Nozawa was left alone in the wind.

He was betrayed by his grandson.

But it's strange that he can't eat himself anyway. Why is he more sad now?

He probably didn't know that there was a saying that there would be no harm without comparison.

The breakfast time of Baifeng pavilion was over. While today was the weekend, he took out the lucky draw box.

"They are as like as two peas, and you can draw them out and draw the rainbow colors, so you can order desserts."

Yang Song's shop finally had a position for dessert and printed the menu separately.

"Today is the cake for the next half month. I temporarily decided to increase the number of cakes to 33."

Someone asked, "brother song, why are there thirty-three?"

"Buddhism says that people can get cause and effect when they get married for three lifetimes. That is to say, the greatest fate between people is three lifetimes. Let's take a lucky chance and hope that the majority of diners can have the longest fate with Baifeng Pavilion."

"Well said!"

Many diners applauded!

And the Yangko team danced and played.

Anyone who wants to eat cake can go to the lucky draw.

Those who draw the colored ball are naturally lucky to join in and get a lot of applause.

Those who draw the white ball, although disappointed, also have comfort.

Yang Song moved a chair, sat at the door and began to give ice sugar gourd.

Hawthorn, strawberry, banana, yam bean, orange, raisin, virgin fruit, kiwi fruit, etc. are all strung up by him with bamboo sticks and placed in the freezer. They are sparkling and crystal clear, especially beautiful.

"It smells delicious. It must be delicious."

Yang Song sends candied haws to everyone who doesn't win, which is regarded as comfort.

Each person received candied haws of different fruits at random and exchanged them with each other.

"Brother, I want to try your strawberry."

"Yes, give me your kiwi fruit."

"I actually prefer the classic hawthorn."

"Great, I can trade with you."

……

Not only that, the scene was also filled with bubbles of various colors.

"Isn't it sweet?" There are men and women who have met many times, but have not been kind to say hello, because they exchanged sugar gourd and said the first sentence.

"Yes, this candied haw is delicious. It's sour, sweet and delicious. It's crisp. It doesn't take any effort to eat. It doesn't drop residue. It's natural in the mouth. It's really delicious." The girl even couldn't help sticking out her little tongue and licking her lips.

"Then try this hawthorn with walnut kernel. It's better."

"OK, you too!"

That's how we started talking.

Someone chatted and began to take photos and send a circle of friends.

But most people send clean bamboo sticks.

And a word - I have never eaten such delicious candied haws. This is the taste of childhood. I return to the most carefree time in a second.

"There are still people who haven't finished eating and brother song hasn't finished sending. We can shoot other people's sugar gourd and send our own circle of friends."

"That makes sense!"

"Brother, you are so clever."

"Don't talk, take pictures!"

There are also parents with their children and children with their parents, with a string of sugar gourd in hand.

"I first ate this 60 years ago. In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed."

"The sugar gourd is well made, the sugar juice is well adjusted, sweet and not greasy. That's the taste. I haven't eaten it for many years."

"I didn't remember to eat this sugar gourd before. I really want to eat it."

How many gray or snow-white old people shed tears:

"That's the smell. That's the smell. I ate it when I was a child. At that time, in order to eat one more, I beat my cousin."

"Hahaha, I beat my brother because he robbed my sugar gourd, smelly boy."

"I'm still young. I have grandchildren in the blink of an eye."

"Grandchildren, do you still want to eat chocolate? How can sugar gourd be delicious?"

……

There are old and small middle-aged people holding their own sugar gourd.

"I went to school at that time. As long as I got two hundred in the exam, my mother bought me sugar gourd, a string of hawthorn and a string of hawthorn with melon seed kernel. At that time, I studied hard, not for college or for anyone, just to be able to eat those two strings of sugar gourd. It's so sweet. It's still sweet after more than ten years."

"Every new year, when my family buys Spring Festival couplets, they will buy me a string of sugar gourd. In the morning sun, I chew the sugar gourd and tell them which side is higher and which side is lower. The whole family listens to me!"

"Under the magnolia tree on campus, I bought three strings of sugar gourd for my first love to confess."

"Failed or succeeded?"

"I was caught by the teacher. I took all the blame and wrote a review of 3000 words. My hands were sour and my heart was happy."

"First love promised you?"

"No, I write a thousand words, eat a string of sugar gourd, eat a string of sugar gourd, write a thousand words, three strings of sugar gourd, and three thousand words. I've never been so full of literary thoughts."

"I'm a painter. The first painting won the prize in primary school is sugar gourd. I haven't eaten sugar gourd for a long time."

……

It is no exaggeration to say that in China, almost everyone's childhood memory has a string of sugar gourd.

Yang Song gave the last few clusters to Shen Huaizhao. A cluster of sugar gourd carved into a heart-shaped fruit was handed to Meng Shihan.

Well, Meng Shihan leaned in his arms, took his hand, ate one by himself and fed him one.

Sweet in the mouth, beauty in the heart.