1943 The Real World 32

"There are two steps missing. The fish is not cut beforehand, so it doesn't taste good. Second, if you sprinkle chives on the fish and pour it with hot oil, the flavor will get into the fish."

Kid Mo nodded in agreement, "If you use the cooking technique of motherhood, the taste will definitely be better."

The people in the box next door heard their mother and son's comments, and curiously took a piece of steamed whole fish, which was delicious. Except that he had tasted better than this once in the palace, the rest were not as good as this. vegetable.

However, looking at the comments of the mother and son in the box next door, it sounds like this dish is a bit unsightly.

If someone else told him, he would definitely sneer, but Qin Yuxuan believed them when they said so. Although the time they spent together was very short and the conversation was not easy, he knew that their mother and son were by no means such a fake.

It seems that the interesting little lady has extraordinary cooking skills. If you have the opportunity, you can try her craftsmanship, but you have to see if it is as good as they say.

Qin Yuxuan listened to the comments about a dish in the box next door, he ate a dish along with him, and before he knew it, he was full.

The two people in the box next door were also full.

After eating, Bei Yutang and kid Mo thanked the restaurant owner for the hospitality, and got up and left.

When they left the restaurant, Qin Yuxuan stood at the window in the box on the second floor of the restaurant, watching the silhouettes of their mother and son leave, until their silhouettes faded out of his sight, and then he looked back.

What an interesting mother and son couple.

"Mother, that person didn't follow."

When they walked far enough, the kid Mo Nui said in a soothing voice.

"It's fine if you don't follow."

As early as in the restaurant, Bei Yutang noticed Qin Yuxuan, so when they were eating, they chatted with Xiao Mo'er there.

Qin Yuxuan, Bei Yutang recited this name silently in his heart.

For so many days and nights, she wanted to kill him. Now that she saw the enemy, she couldn't kill him immediately, which made her suffer.

Strength, or his own strength is not enough.

Qin Yuxuan, the dignified generation leader of the martial arts alliance, can't match his kung fu.

Bei Yutang's silence, as well as the depressed mood radiating from her body, was felt by the keen boy Mo, who looked at his mother worriedly.

He knew that his mother had a secret, and it was this secret that made her so unhappy.

He wanted to know the secret, but he dared not ask.

Because he knew that his mother didn't say it, there must be a reason why she didn't say it.

The little guy clenched Bei Yutang's hand silently, pretending he didn't know anything, and said with a brisk taste: "Mother, let's go to Sanjianghe to see it?"

"it is good."

Today Japan is to take him out for a walk and see, naturally he will not refuse.

Bei Yutang put away her emotions, put a smile on her face again, and took the boy to play. All afternoon, the two of them walked around the entire county, looking here and there, and when night fell, the two of them ate snacks on the roadside at will before returning to the inn.

After returning to the inn, the kid Mo knocked on the door of the driver Zhang next door with a thing wrapped in oilcloth.

"Who is it?" Zhang chauffeur opened the door, and when he saw the young master standing outside the door, a smile immediately appeared on his face, "Little son, what are you doing to me?"