Chapter 1173

It's a big pot. My uncle put up a sign next to it: today we only make sweet potatoes.

Someone explained: "Uncle Lei, this silk pulling dish is unique in Shenyang. No, it's the same in the three northeastern provinces!"

Thumbs up!

The sweet potato is cut into bold hob pieces, thrown into a big iron pot and fried at one time.

It is different from the ordinary cook's operation of frying sweet potatoes first and then hanging pulp.

Direct two-step synthesis, one step at a time, this trick is called oil bottom sugar precipitation.

The upper part of the iron pan is fried, and the syrup under it is fried. It floats upward continuously, and the syrup is wrapped by the cook's superb spoon turning skills.

Old man Lei Gong wore a little red hat and was serious. He could also see that his eyebrows were stretched and his eyes were soft.

Use the oil bottom to sink the sugar, and the silk drawing sweet potato comes out of the pot very quickly, one pot at a time.

Enough to produce 20 copies.

You can get a paper bag for only ten yuan per person.

Not much, definitely not much.

Compared with Baifeng Pavilion, the weight is still not small.

The sugar coating hanging on the surface of sweet potato has the texture of agate. It is crystal clear and shining under the street lamp.

Yang Song couldn't help asking for one. He picked it up and pulled out the silk of sweet potato. It was a full meter long. He was surprised that he hadn't seen it.

I can't imagine that in the northeast, the sweet potatoes in roadside snack stalls are better than the chefs in four-star hotels.

Yang Song took the silk drawing and ate it next to it with cold water.

The entrance is crisp and tender, fragrant and sweet. The thin sugar coating residue, the sweet potato wrapped with soft waxy, the crisp sugar coating and the soft sweet potato are combined. The two tastes are not delicious.

Everyone ate with relish.

But a new couple is going to do something.

"How can I use a hob piece for a sweet potato? It's too big for people to eat well -" the woman's heavy makeup is like a panda, her eyelashes are like spider legs, and her voice is so sweet that people get goose bumps all over.

Her boyfriend was wearing a suit, but his suit was wrinkled: "old man, make a small piece with my baby, come on!"

In the era of mobile payment, the boy actually took a hundred yuan.

Only one.

Lei Gong waved his hand.

This is no charge.

"Hey, old man, this is pink. Are you blind? You can earn a lot by selling it to us. Do you understand ten times the price?"

The old man still shook his head. He just didn't make the money.

"Don't be shameless. Be careful I smash your ragged stall!"

There are hooligans everywhere in the southeast and northwest.

"Don't bully grandpa Lei!" It was a pretty little girl with a red scarf, wearing a ponytail and staring at the rogue boy angrily.

"Where did you come from? Get out, or I'll beat you!"

"Don't bully people!" This time it was a group of red scarves. From grade one to unknown age, more than a dozen primary school students, large and small, were angry.

"Grandpa Lei sells sweet potatoes. You can buy them if you like, and you can't buy them if you don't like. It's wrong to swear. You just threatened girls. It's shameful. Do you know you're wrong?"

Being taught a collective lesson by primary school students, the hooligans are stupid.

"You are really useless. How can you be afraid of several primary school students?" Panda Face flirty girl, and went to curse: "get out, or I'll go to your school to complain."

"The teacher taught us to distinguish between black and white and know good and evil. We didn't do anything wrong. We're not afraid of your complaint. If you scold and bully grandpa Lei, we'll call the police and reason with the police uncle."

When it comes to the police, the little couple finally panicked and slipped away in an instant.

Lei Gong, wearing a red hat, smiled and bowed to the pupils.

He never spoke.

"Grandpa Lei, don't be afraid. We protect you. The bad guys won't come again."

He was very happy and laughed silently.

Yang Song found that he couldn't speak.

No wonder

This group of pupils knew what was going on and drove out the bad guys in front of the old people.

Lei Gong's father wants to send each pupil a sweet potato.

"No, Grandpa, that's enough."

"My mother said to give roses and leave fragrance. I don't know what it means. Now I know. We're glad to help Grandpa."

A group of primary school students were laughing, and the smile on their faces was as sweet as the sweet sweet potato.

Yang Song also giggled.

Sure enough, the flowers of the motherland are very good.

Yang Song also wants to pack two large portions and give them to brother tie Zhu's family.

But I still couldn't find my noble classmate. I don't know where he went.

He can only move on.

There seems to be a different sound in the alley not far away.

One of them has a very familiar voice.

"Boy, your grandpa, I've already found out. You're the son of gaotiezhu. The father pays the debt. If your parents offend me, you have to make amends for them!"

"Give you Uncle Wu, I'll kowtow twice. Again, I'll admit my mistake for my ignorant parents!"

Yang Song quickened his pace and rushed over.

Wu Chuang took two people to control nobility.

"Nonsense, it's clear that you're unreasonable. The police uncle caught you!"

"Lie down and damn it, let you scold!" Wu Chuang raised his hand to fan people. Yang song just arrived, grabbed his arm and threw it out. The next action kicked the two men away and held noble: "are you hurt?"

Noble has sweat on his head and mud on his shoes. Wu Chuang should have just caught him.

"Hurt, hurt inside!" Before the noble man stood firm, he was going to kick Wu Chuang and was held by Yang Song: "children don't fight."

"They beat me, bullying the small with the big, bullying the small with the more, being unreasonable, and scolding my parents. I'll beat him."

The child is so angry!

"No." Yang Song grabbed nobility, wouldn't let him pass, and said to Wu Chuang, "apologize to my little brother."

"Apologize to a smelly boy? Pooh! I don't apologize even if I hit my father!"

"Apologize." Yang Song put down nobility, grabbed Wu Chuang's collar and looked directly at him: "you have done something wrong."

I have never seen such a pair of eyes. They are cold. Surrounded by such eyes, Wu Chuang is cold all over. It seems that he will be delayed in the next second.

With his back to noble, Yang Song whispered, "adult men have bones all over their body."

"I'm a cook. I'm good at splitting bones and meat."

Wu Chuang was scared to pee.

"Sorry, I was wrong, classmate, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Sometimes it's exaggeration to pee. Wu Chuang really peed.

"That's good. Wouldn't it be good to cooperate so early?" Yang Song Let noble come over: "say it again to the Lord."

Wu Chuang quickly confessed his mistake and begged for mercy.

He was really scared. He not only peed, but his legs were too soft to move.

"Are you satisfied?"

Noble raised his stubborn face and said loudly, "you are not allowed to scold my parents in the future."

"No, I really don't. don't worry, young master. There will never be a second time."

You are a real asshole when you are an asshole, and you are really skilled in admitting mistakes.