Chapter 893

Meng Shijia took out three strings again, not three bamboo sticks. Each bamboo stick has three sugar gourds, namely strawberry, small tomato and hawthorn with walnut kernel.

"Did you just eat pure Hawthorn?"

The other three couldn't help nodding.

"You don't want to taste anything else?"

Fat Wei, how can they not want to?

"How much is it this time?" They feel like they're going to be ripped off.

"Go on! These fruits are more exquisite than pure hawthorn. My brother-in-law's knife work is worth the price increase. " Meng Shijia shakes his head as he talks. How much is the price?

He wanted to come to big, but he was afraid of scaring people away.

"Meng Shijia, don't overdo it." Meng Shihan didn't come out. He read a sentence in Baifeng Pavilion.

Meng Shijia immediately said: "no price increase, really, am I that kind of person?"

Pang Wei and the three of them immediately gave the money and grabbed the sugar gourd to chew.

"This little tomato, a bite up, full of juice, and maltose together, to taste taste, taste, taste, really delicious!"

"I still like this hawthorn and walnut kernel best. I never thought that the combination of fresh walnut kernel and hawthorn could be so intoxicating."

"Strawberry and sugar gourd is absolutely king. It's Midsummer now. The fruits selected by SongGe are sweet with acid and juicy!"

"It's all sugar gourd. Why is SongGe so different?"

"Excellent knife work, let the fruit blossom, syrup penetration deeper, every mouthful is the flesh wrapped with fine maltose, so delicious."

Dazhi is happier than them. As an authentic Chinese, he is a person with childhood sugar gourd, which represents the part of his childhood memories.

Everyone will think that they have the best sugar gourd in a certain period.

But in fact, not necessarily, memories sometimes cheat people, good times are good memories.

After Da Zhi became a social person, he also ate sugar gourd, but it's hard to get back the good memory of his childhood.

When Yang Song recognized Dazhi and handed him the string of sugar gourd, Dazhi was already dizzy. After biting on the string of sugar gourd, Dazhi instantly returned to a winter day 30 years ago.

Yes, he went back to the winter days of his childhood in the summer.

At that time, Dazhi was just an ordinary little fat man in a small town. He seemed to be eight years old.

Just changed a new tooth, the family is afraid that he has been fat down, but also afraid that he will eat a new tooth bad, a throw of sugar do not let ambition eat.

Even the sugar jar at home should be hidden.

Little fat man is sad, not weak, but very helpless, thinking about how to eat sugar all day.

Children have their own little ways.

I pack my schoolbag, fold my quilt, and try my best to get a double hundred in the exam

After working hard for a period of time, the little fat man really got double hundred, holding the certificate and the little safflower, and ate two sugar gourds as he wished.

A bunch of pure hawthorn, a bunch of Hawthorn surface rolling dense melon seeds.

That winter, the little fat man was chewing on the sugar gourd, and the whole winter was sweet.

Although it's been a long time, the little fat man still remembers the one-time heroism of chewing two strings of sugar gourd himself.

It's going to be new year's day soon. There are many relatives in the family. Many people watch him eat sugar gourd and say with a smile that this boy is lucky.

Being able to eat and drink is the greatest blessing in the world.

Dazhi's grandfather is also very proud: "that's my golden sun!"

His parents told him to eat slowly, and even his cousins said they would never rob him of the sugar gourd.

When he finished eating, grandma took a hot towel to wash his face and wipe his hands.

Eight year old Dazhi ate two strings of sugar gourd, and was praised back and forth, happy to fly up.

That day is too good, has been hidden in the bottom of his heart, from time to time will come out to miss.

Later, my grandparents died, and my parents divorced. I followed my mother, and I haven't seen my cousins for many years.

His mother was very kind to him, but later he had a new family, he also grew up and went to a foreign country to study at university and find a job.

After seven years of wandering, ambition almost forgot the two strings of sugar gourd in his memory. Now he remembered them all.

"All of a sudden, I want to go home and have a look."

His mother always calls ahead of time on New Year's day to ask him to go back. His father is more silent, but he is always worried about his son, who has already passed the age.

"Have you been bullied outside?"

"Is there enough money to spend?"

"Are you used to eating?"

It's always like this.

Dazhi immediately took out his mobile phone and ordered a ticket for tomorrow morning: "I'm going to ask for leave. I'll go back to see my father first, and then I'll go abroad to see my mother after I've finished my work in Los Angeles."

Pang Wei and others were caught off guard: "how long do you want to invite them? When you come back, we won't be in Los Angeles. "

"Three days at most."

"Good."

Three days is not too much, fat Wei and they have no opinion.

After eating delicious food, they were in such a good mood that they forgot to isolate and target each other for a while.

Chen Ming is in a bad mood.

He must report to baifengge every day.

Originally, today is a happy day for Chen Ming.

He happily had breakfast in baifengge, happily had lunch, and immediately had dinner, which was a happy day.

As a result, as soon as he entered the food street, he heard that Yang Song was making sugar gourd this afternoon, and he also gave it away for free.

It's all good.

Chen Ming is about to run to eat the sugar gourd. He hears people say, "it's a pity that they only give it to children. It's finished in less than ten minutes."

For example, Chen Ming, who was struck by thunder, entered Baifeng pavilion to eat with great resentment.

When he finished his meal, he sat at the door.

He is going to talk to Yang Song.

There are four other people who have not left.

At the end of baifengge's business, Yang song came back from a bath and just sat down in the front hall.

"Brother song, we need to see you."

Two groups of people, five mouths in one voice.

Pang Wei and others even rushed to the front, and even called brother song.

Yang Song's surprise is only in a moment, said: "one by one."

He is really a little tired today.

There are more customers in the shop than usual.

There are not only many people, but also the top one.

There are many great stomach kings in the legend.

Because Chen Ming couldn't eat the sugar gourd today, he turned grief and anger into appetite and ate more than before.

Meng Shijia's envy is not enough. He can only eat staff meals. Although he occasionally has extra dishes, it is absolutely impossible for him to eat haisai like Chen Ming.

"Damn, I'm not happy without money."

Chen Ming: I'm not happy that I didn't eat sugar gourd.

Fat Wei was pushed as a representative, with a serious face, came forward and made a deep bow, a bow of 180 degrees.

These are the three guys that Yang Song managed with a few sugar gourds.