Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

This place looks really remote. It can be said that it is far away from the street in front. Is it true that the smell of wine is not afraid of the deep alleys.

But Su Yan and others did not speculate too much and followed Qiu Mai to the door of this steamed bun shop.

The steamed stuffed bun shop was still very deserted and there were not many customers. Maybe it was because it was too early. This place was backward and people lived at a slow pace. Maybe they didn’t get up early.

Qiu Mai naturally walked into the store. There was a stove in front of the store with a steamer on it, which was constantly steaming. From time to time, the unique meaty aroma of steamed buns wafted out.

"Fat Wang, bring us some drawers of steamed buns."

Qiu Mai shouted at the top of his lungs, and casually found a table and sat down.

Although this store is remote and backward, the environment in the room is good and the tables are kept extremely clean. It is very different from the bun shops you usually see.

"Oh, Fatty Wang has made this table so clean."

Qiu Mai was a little surprised. He used to eat breakfast here for many years when he was a child. The table was not so clean at that time.

However, this makes Qiu Mai feel prouder. Who said this place was dirty and messy? Now that they have made it extremely clean, at least Su Yan will not dislike it.

Everyone sat down and started waiting for breakfast, but no one came out of the room.

Qiu Mai couldn't help but stood up and shouted towards the inner door: "Fat Wang, you won't become Deaf Wang, will you?"

Amidst Qiu Mai's shouts, the sound of pots and pans falling to the ground came from the inner door, which was unusually clear and loud.

"Don't worry, don't worry, if you break the bowl, your handsome wife will beat you to death."

At this moment, a thin and frail old man walked towards the inner door. He looked like he was seventy or eighty years old. Naturally, this could not be Fatty Wang.

"Hey, Uncle Wang, I didn't expect you to come out."

Qiu Mai looked at him kindly. This was Fatty Wang's father. Although he had a different surname, he was the same generation as Fatty Wang here, otherwise he wouldn't be the same as Fatty Wang.

The old man walked over tremblingly. His legs and feet were a little inconvenient, but his eyes were extremely bright and he was very energetic.

"Fat man, if you have something to do, I'll help you fill the buns."

"Uncle Wang, no need to trouble you, we will do it ourselves."

Qiu Mai hurriedly walked to the door, took out a few drawers of steamed buns, and placed them on the table, steaming hot.

Yuwen Xiongba also stood up and scooped out rice porridge with Qiu Mai. Each of them had a bowl, which looked very good.

"This is the best soy milk porridge."

Qiu Mai said with a smile on his face, "I haven't eaten it in more than ten years. I used to always complain that the ones I made didn't taste like this."

"Soy milk porridge?"

Jiang Chao and others didn't understand how the soy milk would taste if it could be mixed with porridge.

"Just use good beans, grind them with a stone mill, mix them with rice, cook them and add some vegetable leaves, and you can also add some salt. This is soy milk porridge."

"That's what happened."

Everyone started to try it, and it tasted pretty good, with a unique flavor.

The stone-ground soy milk is very delicate, the soybeans here are all natural and green, and the rice is naturally the best local rice. The reason why this bun shop is long-lasting is that it only uses good stuff and will not be adulterated.

Food, of course, puts health and taste first, so that it can be passed down forever and people will come to taste and consume it in an endless stream.

One by one, you insert your chopsticks into a bun, and then you start to taste its deliciousness.

There are two types of steamed buns here. One is a steamed bun with juices gushing out when you bite it, which is oily but not greasy. The other is a vegetable steamed bun with a lot of vegetables in it, which makes it very flavorful when eaten.

Everyone was eating steamed buns and porridge, and the old man walked over shakily at this moment, holding a plate of salted radish in his hand.

Salted radish is very common and can be found in almost all steamed buns. It is an excellent delicacy to go with porridge.

A few good salted radish, with a little spicy oil and a little MSG, can make a big bowl of porridge.

Salted radish has the function of increasing appetite, so it is good to eat some from time to time.

“This salty radish is my favorite!”

Qiu Mai rolled up his sleeves and looked very excited, his eyes full of satisfaction.

When Qiu Mai was a child, his favorite was the salted radish. If he had to serve a few buns in the morning, Wang Da Pang would give him a spoonful of salted radish. After Qiu Mai ate the buns, he would bring the salted radish to school as a snack in the afternoon.

of meals.

This is a memory of childhood. Some things are disappearing, and some people are getting older. The only thing that remains unchanged is the continuation of life.

"Uncle Wang, what on earth is the fat guy doing? Why doesn't he come out? Is he still tired of his wife and not getting out of bed?"

The old man smiled slightly and said: "No, we have been an old couple for more than ten years, what else can we get tired of? He is kneading dough in the background and is busy."

Qiu Mai didn't ask any more questions and ate the buns with everyone else. He was very satisfied and even patted his belly.

Qiu Mai took out a banknote from his bag and handed it to the old man.

"Uncle Wang, there's no need to look for him."

The old man didn't mean to change the money, so he put the money directly into his pocket, and Qiu Mai didn't pay attention.

"You look strange, but from the way you speak, I feel like you are familiar with this place."

Qiu Mai smiled and said, "Uncle Wang, you must not remember me. I haven't been back here in ten years."

"No wonder."

The old man turned around, but he turned around in an instant, very quickly and quite vigorously.

"What are you talking about? You haven't been back here in ten years?!"

"Yes, I moved away with you when I was ten years old, and I came back to worship my ancestors this time."

"Really? It's no wonder I don't recognize him."

There was an unnatural expression on the old man's face, and Su Yan saw all this with keen eyes.

However, Su Yan didn't speak, so what could a little unnatural expression mean?

"My name is Qiu Mai, from the Qiao family."

"It's good that I haven't been back for ten years, that's good."

The old man couldn't help but say, completely ignoring Qiu Mai's words and just holding on to him for ten years.

It seems that he has a special feeling for ten years, as if something has happened in those ten years, which makes people a little confused.

Not only that, the old man also walked towards Qiu Mai, his eyes widened with smiles, and he stared at him, making Qiu Mai look embarrassed.

Qiu Mai didn't think much about it, he just thought that the old man recognized him and felt friendly. This made him a little excited, and the weakness in his heart burst.

The old man put his hand on Qiu Mai's shoulder and stroked it gently, as if he were stroking a precious jade object. He simply couldn't put it down.

Qiu Mai looked at the old man with some embarrassment. There was no need to be like this, he was too enthusiastic.

No, my shoulders are hurting now. The old man is a bit strong. His strength is almost the same as that of Uncle Wang before.

Qiu Mai moved his shoulders, and the old man let go of his hand, still looking at Qiu Mai with a smile on his face, which made Qiu Mai very embarrassed.