I have four goddess sisters

Chapter 329
Chapter 329
Even Chen Yao, a person with a relatively gentle temperament, was shocked by the eldest sister's behavior.

After washing the dishes, she rummaged through the cabinets, and finally found a cutting board that hadn't been used in a long time.

In line with the principle of being careful and responsible, I began to carefully chop the vegetables after washing them.

Just such a process, about 10 minutes have passed.

Chen Yao propped his chin with his hands, and watched the elder sister cook leisurely.

Fortunately, their family only sells some of the simplest meals, otherwise, I don't know how long this meal will last.

"Well, I can just eat fried rice. It doesn't have to be complicated." Chen Yaodao said that he would make more trouble for the eldest sister later. He would not be able to eat this meal until the afternoon.

The eldest sister paused, nodded and started to operate with her head down again.

Perhaps it was because Chen Yao's words disrupted her train of thought, and every subsequent movement seemed even more chaotic.

After heating the oil in the pot, I hurriedly found ginger, onion and garlic and sautéed it until fragrant. Then I threw the vegetables into the pot and poured in the overnight rice.

A lot of vegetables were thrown in, but when she turned her head to look at Chen Yao's height and figure, the elder sister grabbed a handful of vegetables from the plate and threw them in again.

Seeing that the rice was about to come out of the pot, I suddenly remembered that the meat hadn't been put in yet, so I hurriedly put the diced meat into the pot again.

Chen Yao was amused by her operation and couldn't help laughing bitterly. The dishes they stir-fry here are indeed as Sister Hua said, and they are a bit different from what he usually eats. What kind of mint leaves and basil leaves are used as garnishes Dishes.

Coupled with the not-so-idiomatic Mandarin spoken by the elder sister, Chen Yao felt like he was in a small town in a border country.

Although the fact is true, even here there are still mostly Chinese people.

The fried rice poured on the plate was finally brought to the table. When Chen Yao was holding the spoon and was about to deliver it to his mouth, the elder sister took two pickled radish strips from the small bowl next to it and put them on her plate.

"This is a side dish from my hometown. I haven't made it for many years. I just started trying it two days ago. I don't know if it's authentic. You can eat it."

"By the way, there is no charge for these. If you think they are delicious, ask me for them."

The eldest sister smiled and brought a bowl of soup to Chen Yao from the stove.

Maybe it's because their small shop doesn't always have people coming to patronize it when it's meal time, so she made this fried rice with extra care and attention.

Although the soup in the bowl is clear, it has a special Southeast Asian taste in your mouth.

The fried rice was unexpectedly delicious, much better than any he had eaten before.

Chen Yao sat at the door of this small restaurant and ate slowly.

Not long after eating, I suddenly saw a group of dirty children running over from the street.

They were like orphans in a church without a church, their hair was dirty and knotted, their faces were dark, and only their eyes were still shining.

This group of children ran over from the other end of the street like crazy. When they saw Chen Yao eating by the door, they suddenly felt like they had roots under their feet and they couldn't walk immediately.

They put their hands in their mouths and walked forward with some trepidation.

Perhaps because Chen Yao's appearance confused them, they first tried to ask in other countries' languages, and finally determined that Chen Yao was from China.

"Uncle, is this fried rice delicious?" A child asked, his eyes almost sticking to the rice plate.

"Not bad." Chen Yao smiled.

Seeing that he didn't chase him away, the children laughed excitedly.

"We haven't eaten in a long time, can you give us a bite?"

"Not too much, just one bite for each of us."

Chen Yao was stunned for a moment, seeing the flattery on these children's faces, and suddenly felt a little sad. He was only a few years old, and he was already begging for food on the streets.

The proprietress of the restaurant, the eldest lady, is still sitting in the shadow of the door, picking vegetables with her head down, without raising her head to look at them.

The place where she was sitting was only a few steps away, and when she heard the conversation between the children and Chen Ya, she pretended not to hear it at all.

This inevitably made Chen Yao feel a little surprised.

"Eldest sister, cook a meal for each of them." Chen Yao said.

The eldest sister did not raise her head and continued to choose dishes.

"Eldest sister?" Chen Yao asked tentatively again.

After being asked twice by her, the elder sister simply walked to the backyard with her vegetable basket in her arms.

The eyes of the children slowly dimmed, and after standing pitifully for a while, they stretched out their hands and began to beg for money.

Chen Yao didn't know what the common currency was here, so he directly took out a few banknotes from country M from his pocket and handed them over.

The children grabbed the money and ran away without having time to thank them.

"Oh, you are committing a crime like this."

At some point, the lady from the restaurant suddenly appeared behind Chen Yao, holding a vegetable basket in her hand, with a very resentful expression on her face.

"These children are very naughty. If you dare to buy food for them, you will dare to go to you tonight and say that you have spoiled them."

"Now that you have given your money to them, I don't know what those adults are going to do. You'd better hide the money and don't let anyone rob you."

Chen Yao frowned, he didn't expect this place to be so chaotic.

After the meal, he gave the money to the eldest sister, which was twice as much as the original one.

The other party insisted on not accepting it, so Chen Yao just threw it on the dining table and left.

The paper money he just gave to those children is far more than food money. If a person who provides labor gets less than those who ask for money, then society will be more chaotic.

Having nowhere to go after eating, Chen Yao went straight back to the small bar.

Sister Hua didn't go to bed either, but greeted the helpers in the bar who were painting the wooden sign at the door.

Under the scorching sun, the smell of paint is continuously amplified, and a low-quality pungent smell rushes straight into people's scalps.

Seeing Chen Yao approaching, she quickly reached out and grabbed him to her side, pointing to the wooden sign that was about to finish the last coat of paint, asking him to give him a name.

"You should think of a name, a name that is hot and hot without losing its connotation, so that people can dream about it."

"Everyone who comes to the port town will want to come to our bar when they hear this name."

Sister Hua is like a girl, her eyes are full of expectation.

He didn't know that Chen Yao's own aesthetic taste was rich and generous, and he followed the line of vulgarity and elegance.

If it was a higher-end place, Chen Yao might be able to come up with an English name for her.

But here, the new name of the finally listed bar is finalized as "Night Paris Bar".

(End of this chapter)