Why would he come to a place like this to eat farm food if he is so rich? This must be because a kid from a rich family wants to experience the ordinary life of working people.
Shen Ning didn't mind eating so simply. She loved all these dishes, and she was so hungry that she could eat a cow.
After waiting for a long time, the pot of tea in front of her was tasteless before the boss personally served the first dish.
It's yam.
Shen Ning was confused. It takes so long to steam yam
The yam is not steamed, but put in two small bowls and pounded into a paste. It is snow-white, steaming, and smells fragrant.
"Try it and see if you like it." Fu Shaobei stared at her.
Shen Ning scooped it up with a small spoon and put it into her mouth.
Then her eyes widened instantly.
"This, this is yam?"
She finally swallowed the yam paste in her mouth and looked at him in surprise.
"Yeah, it's yam."
Fu Shaobei had a calm expression on his face as he slowly tasted the yam paste in front of him, as if he had eaten it countless times.
But Shen Ning still couldn't believe it.
If yams were so delicious, then all the yams she had eaten before were fake yams!
"too delicious."
She ate up a small bowl of yam like a storm, and she still wanted to have another bowl.
Not enough to eat. Not enough to eat.
"Don't worry, there will be more in a while." Fu Shaobei looked at her, with a faint smile in his dark eyes.
Shen Ning's face heated up slightly, and then he became calm as if nothing had happened.
She didn't mind exposing her true self in front of him at all, it was better to scare him and scare him away from her.
Sweet potatoes and eggplants were also served one after another.
Shen Ning discovered that these dishes were just named randomly, and the taste of the dishes had nothing to do with the names.
She put these two dishes into her stomach without any ceremony.
Then there is the three delicacies soup.
After just one sip, she felt her mouth was filled with saliva and it was extremely delicious.
I really want to know how this three-fresh soup is made and how it can be so fresh!
Shen Ning complained and gulped down the soup.
By the time the last fried steamed bun was served, she was so full that she couldn't take another bite.
Fu Shaobei glanced at her, and the corners of his stern lips curved into a pleasant curve.
"Take a bite or you'll regret it."
When Shen Ning heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up. She propped up her waist, picked up a small piece of fried steamed bun, and took a small bite.
Then she sighed loudly.
"Why, it doesn't taste good?" Fu Shaobei asked.
"No, it's so delicious! I regretted why I didn't leave any room for it. Now I realize that this fried steamed bun is the most delicious of all the dishes!"
Shen Ning stared at the fried buns in the bowl with a frown.
That look made Fu Shaobei almost laugh.
"It doesn't matter, I'll ask the boss to make another one and pack it up for you to take away." He said immediately.
"No, no, no, this is freshly made and delicious. It won't taste like this if it's packaged." Shen Ning shook her head.
"Then come and eat later." Fu Shaobei said.
"OK."
Shen Ning blurted out.
Fu Shaobei's eyes flashed with light, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he gave her a meaningful look.
She reacted immediately and felt a little annoyed.
Why didn't I realize that I was a foodie before? I actually sold myself for delicious food. It was too cheap.
What is the difference between this kind of myself and Fang Xiaoru!
Far away in D City, Fang Xiaoru was lying on the bed eating potato chips, innocently lying on the gun, sneezing twice in a row and mumbling to herself.
Damn it, you have a cold, right