delicious master

Chapter 109 Destiny
"Just take a look, if there is no other situation, come out!"

Struggling in his heart, looking at the small room, Tang Xiaokang really couldn't move his legs.

"Mom, I'm going to take a shower first!"

Xiao Yuanyuan, who had just entered the room not long ago, quickly came out again and went straight to the bathroom.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaokang breathed a sigh of relief before he dared to enter Xiao Yuanyuan's room.

A shabby sofa, next to a small pieced together desk, with an old lamp and a stack of thick homework books on it.

A small bed, pink sheets can tell that this is a little girl's room, and there is a little pink bear that has been washed and almost faded.

Tang Xiaokang's eyes were placed on a diary under the pink bear.

This position, without thinking about it, is a very important thing, but now it is an illusion, and Tang Xiaokang has no way to make any changes to the things inside.

But this did not become a problem, because soon Xiao Yuanyuan returned to the room in her pajamas, and then closed the door. After making sure that her mother had gone to take a shower, she took out the notepad under the pink bear.

After opening the first page, Tang Xiaokang saw a few big characters.

Gift for mom.

The handwriting is beautiful, and it doesn't look like it was written by a primary school student. Tang Xiaokang, who has been struggling with fonts, is quite ashamed.In order to stand out, Xiao Yuanyuan also specially used colored pens to trace the edges, which can be seen at a glance.

Invite my mother to eat KFC, 100 yuan.Finish

Invite my mother to eat the oden cooked by Grandpa Wang at the school gate, ten yuan.Finish

Invite mom to eat Menglong ice cream, 12 yuan.Finish

……

Rows of densely packed words are filled with Xiao Yuanyuan's dreams and love for her mother.

There are two pages in total, the first page is basically completed, and there are some wishes left on the second page, which are empty, such as taking my mother to the movies. I don’t know why this task with a small amount of money was not completed.

At the end of the wish, Xiao Yuanyuan filled in something new again. Tang Xiaokang couldn't help squatting down next to Xiao Yuanyuan, trying to see clearly what she wrote.

Treat mom to Dongju’s chrysanthemum and tofu soup, 500 yuan.

After writing something up, Xiao Yuanyuan turned the notebook over, and the last page was mixed with all the money she earned from part-time jobs, scattered and put together on the last page of the notebook.

The money I just got today was taken out of the school uniform, and after counting the numbers with all the banknotes, Xiao Yuanyuan took it back again.

I bowed my head and thought for a while before hesitatingly adding it to the notebook.

Invite mom to eat Dongju's delicious salt-baked chicken, 100 yuan.

The 500 yuan chrysanthemum tofu soup was very stressful for Xiao Yuanyuan, and she almost had less than two hundred yuan left.So she hesitated for a long time about adding salt-baked chicken.

The price of chrysanthemum tofu soup is not low, and Tang Xiaokang can't change this kind of thing. He can give it to one person, but he can't give it to everyone.

A good-looking matsutake is basically about 3000 yuan a catty or even higher, and Tang Xiaokang relies on his mother’s company to transport the top-quality matsutake from Yunnan. The transportation cost plus the purchase fee is almost 8000 yuan About a catty.

One matsutake can only make three sticks of chrysanthemum tofu soup, plus the addition of its own state banquet dish attributes, can reduce the price to five hundred and one bowls, which is almost the limit of what he can do.

If he is lowering, maybe his parents will come to him and call him a prodigal.

After all, what he used was the company's cost. Although this was not Dongju's expenditure, it had to be included in the calculation.

After understanding the situation clearly, Tang Xiaokang stopped staying in the little girl's boudoir and walked out quickly. Even in the environment, this slightly perverted behavior made Tang Xiaokang feel a little uneasy.

The matter seemed to end here, walking out of Xiao Yuanyuan's house, Tang Xiaokang walked through the door.

In an instant, the sky and the earth rotated, and all the pictures flew past the eyes quickly, and the illusion was not over yet.

When time and space stopped completely, it was raining heavily outside, the familiar sky, the familiar heavy rain, what was today in the environment?

Tang Xiaokang was still standing in front of Yuanyuan's house, and the time seemed to be in the afternoon. At this time, he should be still in Dongju and asked Ning Yinxue to make scalloped chicken porridge, but the other party didn't learn a word.

The door opened, and Yuanyuan, who was wearing the same school uniform, came out of the room, took an umbrella and walked up the stairs to the third floor.

He knocked on the door of [-]'s room, and soon a man in his twenties appeared at the door.

"You know the store in Dongju. Give this ticket to Master Tang, saying that it is to get the delicious salt-baked chicken that you ordered. Come, here is your errand fee."

With a slightly magnetic voice, she spoke softly to Xiao Yuanyuan, took out five yuan and handed it to the other party.

"It's too much, we agreed that it only costs two yuan."

Seeing the banknotes handed over by the other party, Yuanyuan was a little afraid to hold them. It would cost five yuan to run an errand for someone. In her perception, this was too exaggerated.

"It's okay, it's raining heavily today, it's considered compensation, my food is very important, you have to help me protect it."

Almost forcing the money into Xiao Yuanyuan's hand, the young man gave her instructions.

Holding the money in her hand, Xiao Yuanyuan didn't refuse, but nodded heavily, put the reservation form in her pocket, and left with a heavy sense of mission.

After Xiao Yuanyuan walked away, another female voice came from the room.

"Give her the money?"

"Given it."

"I asked you to give Yuanyuan ten yuan, why did you give five yuan?"

"She is afraid to accept five yuan, and she will definitely not want ten yuan. Poor little girl, what a good temper, why is she so pitiful?"

"Stop talking, I'm going to cry! I heard... Aunt Zhang next door said, it seems that Yuanyuan's mother... she, she is dying soon."

There was a sobbing sound from the room, and the man's soft comfort.

"Okay, okay, stop crying. When the time comes, the two of us will promote it online, and let fans promote it, and see if we can help them."

……

Amid the sobs, the mist surged up, and Tang Xiaokang became nervous inside.

When his eyes became clear again, he was already in Dongju's back kitchen, the chicken was still roasting in a casserole, Tang Xiaokang saw Yuanyuan sitting on a chair with brown sugar and ginger tea through the crack of the door.

It seems that he likes the taste of brown sugar very much, and his face is full of enjoyment.

When he came to the stove and washed his hands, Tang Xiaokang took out the iron bucket for stewing the broth, put in the fresh hen that had been put in the refrigerator in the morning, and started to cook the top soup.

(End of this chapter)