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Chapter 237 The Nature of Foodie

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    Jiang Tian got up early and made specially cooked millet porridge to warm his stomach. He also made egg pancakes and paired them with two plates of pickles. The food was refreshing and the stomach discomfort caused by drinking was relieved.  Quite a few.

    After dinner, Dong Changming sat in the bamboo shed and drank a cup of tea. His dizzy state was finally much better. Sitting here looking at the lush mountains and forests in the distance, he felt very calm.

    Here, there are no family disputes, no brotherly fights, it is completely peaceful, and his mood has improved a lot because of this.

    No wonder people are willing to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests when they get older. This feeling is indeed good, but he will not forget who he is. There are still many things in the family waiting for him to deal with, and he cannot stay here forever.  this place.

    ¡°Holy shit, it¡¯s so sour!¡± A discordant voice sounded in the quiet environment.

    Dong Shihao took a bite of hawthorn, his face was distorted by sourness, he made several faces, and even bared his teeth and claws.

    "Jiang Tian, ??why are these hawthorns so sour? Are they eaten by humans?" Dong Shihao said, and the sour saliva in his mouth was still dripping. No matter how he swallowed, it could not come out faster than the saliva.

    Jiang Tian was feeding carrots to the rabbit and said without looking at it: "Nonsense, it's not for humans to eat. You haven't collapsed immediately after eating it!"

    Dong Shihao ran to the kitchen, took a chicken leg left over from yesterday and gnawed on it, finally suppressing the sourness.

    "I'm still thinking about using this hawthorn as a fruit plate in a restaurant. The peaches, apples, etc. you sent last time were very delicious and very popular. Each one is priced at dozens of dollars."

    Dong Shihao came to set the price for fruits. Jiang Tian really didn¡¯t ask anything about it. When he heard him talking about the price, he couldn¡¯t help but turned around and said, "Are you really stupid? You can sell an apple for dozens of yuan?"

    "Of course, high-quality things should be expensive. You may not know what the rich people think. The more expensive they are, the more they will buy them. On the contrary, if you make them cheap, people will only think of this thing.  No, besides, people who can go to restaurants don¡¯t care about such a small amount of money.¡±

    Dong Shihao finished the chicken drumstick in a few mouthfuls and smacked his fingers, as if he was not satisfied.

    "Your hawthorn is no good. It tastes too sour. Maybe only some people who like to eat sour things will buy it. The value is not high." Dong Shihao shook his head, originally thinking that the things produced by Jiangtian were all good things, but now it seems  , not entirely.

    Seeing his disgusted look, Jiang Tian was amused and asked, "Can you still eat?"

    Dong Shihao was stunned, "Are you mocking me? As for my appetite, the egg pancakes and rice porridge I just ate are only half of it. Even if you give me so much more, I can still eat it. I'm not saying that.  , what do you mean, you still don¡¯t know my appetite?¡±

    ????

    But here, it seems that everyone is familiar with it and is already used to it.

    Jiang Tian ran to the west room and took out two bottles of canned hawthorn. They had been sitting there for several days and were completely ready to eat.

    "Here's a bottle for you!" Jiang Tian threw it casually.

    Dong Shihao caught it with a tacit understanding and looked at the jar, "Isn't this a can of hawthorn? You guys don't mind the acid. Put so much hawthorn in it, even if you add sugar, it won't have much effect."

    Jiang Tian found clean bowls and chopsticks and poured the canned food into them.

    "Uncle and auntie, please try it."

    Xu Qingyun looked at the hawthorn and recalled how Dong Shihao was so sour just now. She was a little afraid to eat it for fear that she would make a fool of herself.

    Dong Shihao, on the other hand, is a total foodie. He doesn¡¯t care if it¡¯s sour or not, he just opens it.

    The hawthorn pieces are distinct and not damaged. The soup is thick and clear, and there are no impurities. It looks very beautiful.

    It¡¯s a pity that Dong Shihao is not a person who cares about beauty in this aspect. He just picked one out with chopsticks, hesitated, and took a bite. After all, the sour taste of the hawthorn just now still lingered in his heart.

    "Huh?" Dong Shihao's eyes widened, he ate all the hawthorns in a few seconds, and then picked up another one.

    "Holy crap, how did you do it? This hawthorn is sour and sweet. It's just right and delicious!"

    After listening to her son's words, Xu Qingyun dared to try it. When she ate it, let aloneThe taste is really delicious, as if it has a kind of magic power, making people want to eat more and more.

    Over there, Dong Shihao, a foodie, had already eaten all the hawthorns, and drank all the soup while holding the can. Even so, he still felt like he still had more to say.

    "any left?"

    Jiang Tian said: "There are still quite a few, but don't eat too much. Hawthorn can whet your appetite if you eat it, but it will hurt your stomach if you eat too much."

    "Okay!" Dong Shihao felt a pity. He shook the can vigorously, raised his head, and opened his mouth. The little soup left in the can slowly dripped into his mouth.

    Perhaps because of the hawthorn, Dong Shihao felt a little hungry, so he ran to the kitchen and took out a plate of ribs to chew on.

    Xu Qingyun winked at him. After all, this was someone else's house. How could he be so casual? Dong Shihao didn't see it at all.

    In fact, she didn¡¯t even know that even if Dong Shihao saw it, he wouldn¡¯t care. He already regarded this place as his second home, and Jiang Tian and his grandfather didn¡¯t treat him as an outsider.

    Grandpa smiled and said, "Don't eat like that. I'll heat it up for you. If there's anything else you want to eat, I'll heat it up for you."

    Dong Changming said quickly: "Old man, don't bother. This kid just likes to eat. You can't spoil him."

    As he spoke, he glared at him.

    Dong Shihao felt a little aggrieved.

    Grandpa laughed and said, "It's nothing. Children can eat what they want. This is not like the previous era, when they had less to eat and less to wear. Now, eating more is a blessing. There are so many dishes left. What are we still worrying about?"  It¡¯s time to eat, just in time to help.¡±

    Grandpa went to the kitchen and quickly heated up three dishes. Dong Shihao ate them deliciously.

    "By the way, grandpa, I see that wild boar head is placed in the kitchen. How are you going to eat it?"

    Dong Changming wanted to say something else, but Xu Qingyun stopped him.

    Jiang Tian replied: "We are going to braise it, but such a big pig head needs to be braised for a long time. You won't be able to eat it these days."

    With one word, his plan was completely destroyed. Who is Jiang Tian? As Dong Shihao's roommate for four years in college, he knows his temperament well.

    ¡°It¡¯s okay, come back and call me after the stew is healed!¡± Dong Shihao said.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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