Chapter 1639 Even My Grandmother Doesn’t Accept It, so I Accept You

If it was a good thing, how could he not bring her here?

Seeing Peng Hanxi start eating stinky tofu like a starving ghost, Mingyu silently pushed his bowl in front of her!

"You don't want to eat it?" Peng Hanxi expressed surprise.

Such delicious food, who actually doesn't want to eat it?

But she didn't think about who was secretly complaining in her heart just now, saying that others were eating shit!

"It's good if you like it, I'll give it to you." Mingyu said frankly.

Peng Hanxi was opened to the door of a new world by stinky tofu, so she naturally wouldn't refuse.

As everyone knows, Peng Hanxi is a big eater!

So how could the stinky tofu in her own bowl and Mingyu's bowl combined satisfy her?

"Are you shameless? Who swore to die and not eat it just now?"

Ji Ning, who had the stinky tofu in his bowl snatched away by Peng Hanxi for no reason, wanted to snatch his own stinky tofu from her bowl in great grief.

However, what they never expected was...

"Bird, you are so disgusting!"

"I didn't expect you to be such a little girl..."

"My old grandmother doesn't accept it, but you do."

Peng Hanxi licked all the stinky tofu in the bowl and laughed slyly.

You are too young to fight with me, kid!

Even though he knew that Peng Hanxi could eat, Lu Yiming didn't expect her to eat so much?

In the end, their table could only add two more pounds of stinky tofu to finally stop the hungry Peng Hanxi.

"Snail noodles are here."

With the boss and the boss's wife shouting, the two people came out of the kitchen happily with a tray in their hands!

Then an indescribable sour smell and stewed aroma floated out.

"What a strange smell."

"It smells good to me."

"This store is most famous for its snail noodles."

Hearing what others were talking about, Peng Hanxi stretched his neck curiously to look at the big bowl in the boss's hand.

The red soup was sprinkled with black fungus, sour bamboo shoots, beans, and even fried bean curd and peanuts. The excessive ingredients covered the so-called vermicelli underneath.

Is this snail rice noodle?

But it is not the same as the rusty water vermicelli made of iron screws that Peng Hanxi imagined!

Oh, it can't be said to be different, it should be said that it is completely different!

Just looking at it like this, Peng Hanxi kept swallowing his saliva!

"Bird, you see it is snail rice noodle." Lu Yiming introduced it to Peng Hanxi very enthusiastically.

Looking at the big bowl of soup noodles in front of him and the sour smell in the air, Peng Hanxi felt that this might be the same as stinky tofu, and they were all affected by their own smell!

"Do you know the origin of this snail rice noodle?" Ming Xiu, who had been silent but had a strong presence, suddenly said.

"President Ming, you don't mind helping me, a Chinese from Country M, right?"

Even though she grew up in Country M, Peng Hanxi still has Chinese blood in her blood.

She really doesn't mind learning more about Chinese culture.

So Ming Xiu really started to help Peng Hanxi, a kid from Country M, learn about the origin of snail noodles.

"Snail noodles are a Chinese snack, with the characteristics of spicy, fresh, sour and hot. The most special thing is the soup, which is made of snail meat and various seasonings, so the flavor is very unique. People who like it love it very much, but people who don't like it will stay away from it!"

"Then I have to try it to see if it tastes good!"