Chapter 2 Old Li Tou's Meal Money
Li Tingqian took a breath, wasn’t she her little aunt?
Let your aunt cook for herself?
Xiao Zheng was a little frightened.
When Jiang Ning appeared again, he found that Li Tingqian looked at him with a strange look, curious, surprised, and confused.
Are you hungry?
Jiang Ning felt very pitiful and handed over a piece of oil cake: "Eat it."
Li Tingqian took this ugly cake and thought to himself that it can really be eaten?
He took a casual bite, and the next moment, his eyes widened.
Too delicious, right?
Is my aunt so good at cooking?
Looking at a piece of ordinary oil cake, it was better than what the imperial kitchen made!
Li Tingqian swallowed the oil cake in a few bites, licked his lips with unsatisfactory intentions, but did not dare to ask for it again.
That was a cake made by my aunt himself. I heard that when my aunt's biological daughter passed away, she was only three years old. She was a pearl held in the palm of her hand by the emperor's grandfather.
He didn't dare to call his aunt to make pancakes for him in front of Grandpa.
However, even if my aunt is kept outside, how can she live in such a broken house?
Could it be that this place is actually a Feng Shui treasure land, looking old, it is really the best house?
Seeing the child's voracious look, Jiang Ning thought to himself, let's see how he's hungry this child.
Get some food now.
She pushed the wheelchair to the kitchen, steamed rice, washed a handful of vegetables, picked a handful of red peppers in the yard, made a stir-fried meat, steamed fish, and then got fresh mushroom soup.
Three dishes and one soup, with a combination of meat and vegetables, bright colors and fragrant.
At that time, the grandfather and grandson were stunned.
What's this thing?
It looks pretty good and smells unusually fragrant.
Have they ever seen this kind of cooking method? The imperial kitchen has never only cooked vegetables and steamed rice.
This fish, this meat—
In comparison, the imperial kitchen is full of garbage!
The grandparents and grandchildren both swallowed.
Jiang Ning thought to himself, he was really poor and had never seen fried pork before.
I don’t know where the old man came from for such a meal.
"Eat, you guys..." Jiang Ning said a little while and found that the two grandparents and grandchildren were dancing around, and they were burying their heads and burying their hard work.
Why.
Jiang Ning sighed,
Look at how the grandparents and grandchildren do not want to borrow money.
How can I buy medicine if I don’t have money?
The seeds in the belly won’t wait for anyone, and they won’t be able to get beaten when they are big.
The wind blows away the clouds.
Three dishes, one soup and half a pot of rice, the grandfather and grandson ate it clean.
Jiang Ning only soaked half a bowl of rice in soup.
Old Li was fucked, reached out to touch it from his arms for a long time, took out a cup, put it on the table, and said, "Hey, it's worth the meal today."
Jiang Ning glanced at the eyes and it was a small teacup full of dust.
In the past two months, every time Lao Li came to eat, he would leave one or two things after he finished the meal, all kinds of things, either a broken bottle, a bowl or a dish, or sometimes even a piece of rag.
All in all, they are all a bunch of rags.
Even so, this was the fat old man's wish, so Jiang Ning took it away and put it in a large willow basket behind the door.
The basket was already full of the food that Lao Li had to pay for.
Li Tingqian glanced casually, and his eyelids jumped up suddenly.
If you read that right, there is a bowl there, which is the original work left by Master Xuanyun?
And the rest...
Just throw it in a broken basket?
Li Tingqian was a little dizzy and didn't dare to look closely. He picked up the cup and drank water wildly.
really!
He guessed it right!
It just looks shabby here, but in fact it is treasure everywhere!
So many antiques are thrown in the corner, and other things can be seen...
Chapter completed!