: Nine hundred and eighty-four duck blood vermicelli soup
Stimulated by Shen Han's steel door and hemorrhoids, Catherine's weight loss effect is very obvious, no matter what delicious food, smells good, eats and vomits, the fat on the body is cut off at a speed visible to the naked eye, one fat destroys everything, one Thinned into a beauty, Catherine, who has lost weight, looks a lot younger and more youthful and lively.
Mrs. Yelena is not too satisfied with this. The waist of the bucket can't be pinched by her hands, her chin is still round, her elbows are too thick, her thighs are no different from elephants, and there is still considerable room for transformation.
However, compared to the previous image of the oil barrel, the old lady was still very satisfied, and she specially packaged a big red envelope for Shen Han to thank him for his vicious tongue.
"In the future, I'll take your aunt to eat duck blood vermicelli snake soup or something. Don't tell her before eating, just like the last time, after eating it, grandmother will give you a big red envelope."
The old lady said with a smile, looking at Shen Han with very kind eyes, but Shen Han only felt that the back of the vest was so cool, is his grandmother a relative?
"Grandma, my aunt will kill me."
Shen Han said timidly, and reluctantly glanced at the big red envelope. Grandpa said that windfall wealth is not desirable, and this money is not easy to earn, so let's forget it.
Mrs. Yelena reassured him: "Don't worry, with me here, your aunt wouldn't dare to beat you, and your grandmother supported you."
"Really? Grandma, don't bluff me!"
Shen Han swallowed his saliva, and hesitantly took the big red envelope. Grandpa also said that if you seek wealth at risk, cowards will definitely not be able to make a fortune.
Mrs. Yelena laughed: "It's 100% true, what am I lying to you for, dear, take your aunt to eat delicious food, I heard that Dongping's duck blood soup is still very good, just eat that, go Bar!"
Shen Jiao observed a minute of silence for Catherine. The longer she was in contact with Mrs. Yelena, the more she found her grandmother's naughty. Since she was healthy, she became more naughty. She was as lively as a young girl, very interesting old lady.
"Grandma, aren't you worried that your aunt will get anorexia?" Shen Jiao pleaded for Catherine.
"Absolutely not. Your Aunt Catherine loves food so much. People all over the world have anorexia, and she won't either." Mrs. Yelena disagreed.
When Shen Han heard this, she went boldly, and called Katherine away, who was eating fried dumplings, by the way: "Auntie, I'll take you to eat something delicious. It's too delicious."
Catherine, who finally regained her appetite, swallowed a dumpling and looked at Shen Han suspiciously: "Isn't it a gourd head again? I won't eat it."
"No, it's a Chinese pudding. It's better than country Y pudding. It's smooth and tender. Oh, it's so delicious!"
Shen Han made an exaggerated swallowing motion, and Catherine's saliva suddenly flooded. She likes to eat pudding. The food made by Chinese people is so delicious, so the pudding should be delicious, right?
It's just that the pig steel door stimulated her too much, Catherine was still hesitating, and Mrs. Yelena next to her added a fire: "I'm going to eat it too. I haven't eaten Huaxia pudding for a long time. I really miss it!"
Catherine's eyes lit up: "Mother, have you eaten Chinese pudding too?"
"Of course, I have been in Huaxia for so many years, how could I have never eaten?"
Catherine didn't hesitate anymore. Her mother said it was delicious, so it should be no problem. She ate the last two fried dumplings one by one, and went back to the room to change clothes. She moved very quickly. Habits, plain and pure, look more pleasing to the eye than when they are wearing heavy makeup.
Xiao Fang also followed, but Mrs. Yelena refused. Although Xiao Fang was a good girl, she was an outsider and always made her feel uncomfortable. She turned around and asked the annoying grandson-in-law to talk to the local officials and tell Xiao Fang. Get it back, girl, she doesn't understand Chinese, so what kind of translation do you need!
"Come on, go and eat pudding. I want eight dollars, no, ten dollars." Catherine was very excited.
"Gu, we don't eat pudding here in pieces, but in bowls." Shen Han corrected.
"How much is a bowl?"
"It's about ten yuan. There are other side dishes in it. You will definitely be full."
"OK, I'll have a bowl first."
Shen Jiao supported Mrs. Yelena, but saw the old lady with a fascinated smile, and sympathized with Catherine for ten seconds again. When she met such a mother, consider herself unlucky!
Although it is already past breakfast time, the snack street is still very lively. Not only local people come to eat, but many tourists from other places will also come here. With the curling white air and the shouts of the stall owner with a local accent, it is indescribably cordial.
"Boss, here are four bowls, less spicy and less coriander."
Shen Han went straight to the duck blood vermicelli soup stall and shouted at the stall owner. Seeing how familiar he was, he was afraid that he would come here often.
"Okay, just wait a minute!"
The stall owner is a middle-aged uncle. At first glance, he still has Lao Maozi, or two female Lao Maozi. They are strangely good-looking. The uncle smiles more enthusiastically, and his hands and feet are quicker. Dazzled.
"Why is Huaxia pudding red?" Catherine looked at the red duck blood in the bowl with some doubts.
Shen Han said haha: "We Chinese people have always liked red, and many foods are made red You can eat it quickly, this taste is really unique, and you can't stop eating it."
After he finished speaking, he scooped up a spoonful of duck blood, snorted, and shook his head. Catherine was not a very bright brain, so Shen Han was taken astray, and she couldn't help but scooped up a piece of duck blood and put it into her mouth.
The smooth taste of duck blood and the fresh aroma of the soup instantly conquered Catherine's stomach. She gave Shen Han a thumbs up and worked hard. Huaxia pudding was really delicious, and Country Y pudding has a completely different taste!
Sister, these two things are not from the same family, can they taste the same?
Shen Jiao had eaten so much in the morning that she had no appetite at all, so she gave her share to Shen Han, but Catherine shouted that she also wanted it and shared it with Shen Han.
The uncle, the stall owner, saw that his duck blood soup was so popular with Lao Maozi, and he was so happy that his mouth fell to his ears, and he said that duck blood would not be charged. The money was directly stuffed into the boss's money box.
"Huaxia pudding is so delicious, we will eat it again tomorrow, Xiaohan, what is this pudding made of? It's beautiful and delicious, the Chinese people are amazing." Catherine was full and became a curious baby.
Shen Han lowered his head in a guilty conscience, ashamed to look at his aunt's sincere smile. If Catherine knew that she was eating duck blood, would she turn into a vampire and drink his blood?
Mrs. Yelena finished drinking the soup in the bowl, wiped her lips gracefully, and said slowly, "Add a little salt to the duck's blood, and it will solidify into lumps. It's Chinese pudding, Catherine, is it delicious?"
Catherine was stunned for thirty seconds, looked at her mother in astonishment, and shouted hysterically, "God, I drank blood, **** it!"