When the lid of the casserole is opened, steam rises.
The slightly brown soup contains lotus roots that have been simmered until crispy. The meat juice from the ribs melts into the soup, and the rich meat aroma suddenly spreads.
People in Beihu love to drink soup. There is a saying that "no dinner is complete without soup". The most famous one is undoubtedly the pork ribs and lotus root soup.
For many Beihu people, this is the taste of home.
Meng Lang took a deep breath, eagerly took a spoonful and tasted it.
The soup is thick and delicious, leaving a fragrance on your lips and teeth...
I also tried the pork ribs and lotus root.
The pork ribs are crispy and the lotus roots are soft and glutinous. They capture the essence of this dish and the taste is no worse than what my mother makes.
"Uncle, how does it taste?" Xiaoyu's tone contained a touch of expectation.
Meng Lang put down his chopsticks with a serious look.
"Master Xiaoyu, please use your magical powers. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink such delicious soup in the future, and I will be depressed!"
"Hehe!" Xiaoyu smiled happily.
"From now on, uncle, you will be responsible for picking me up, and I will be responsible for cooking for him!"
Xiaoyu was so confused that Meng Lang and she looked at each other and understood instantly.
"Then it's settled! Come on, pull the hook!"
Lin Haitang was both angry and funny when he saw the two of them winking at each other and deciding to exclude himself.
But after thinking about Meng Lang's magical "anti-reconnaissance skills", he opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
Yan Weiwei, who was standing aside, saw that all the parties involved had completely turned to her competitors, and that her "right of pick-up and drop-off" was gone. She gritted her teeth and chewed a piece of spareribs in her mouth until it was very fine, sucked out the bone marrow and then spit it out.
Meng Lang felt the unkind gaze, turned his head and looked over and felt happy.
"Landlord, you are quite good at eating. You have to eat these ribs like this. Don't tell me, they taste quite similar."
Yan Weiwei was stunned for a moment, looked down at the remaining bones and dregs, and immediately realized what she was doing.
"How dare you call me a puppy!"
"Who called just now?"
Yan Weiwei's face turned red, it was so shameful and humiliating!
"You...how on earth did you find me?"
"Huh? Is this the attitude of asking for advice?"
Seeing Meng Lang's look of needing a beating, Yan Weiwei clenched her fists tightly.
Seeing that the other party's eyes were spitting fire and he could hardly control his posture, Meng Lang suddenly felt a little weak.
Isn't it a bit too extravagant? I just focused on revenge and didn't consider the difference in strength between the two parties.
Fortunately, Yan Weiwei knew that she was in the wrong for following him, so she took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, suppressing her desire to beat the opponent into a pig's head.
She forced out a stiff smile and took the initiative to pick up the spoon, "Meng...Master Meng, come and drink the soup. How did you discover me?"
Where did I show my flaws?"
"Hiss!" Meng Lang took a sip of the soup in a leisurely manner.
"Since you asked the question sincerely, I...ahem!" Seeing Yan Weiwei's eyes narrowed, Meng Lang did not dare to continue wandering.
He looked Yan Weiwei up and down.
"Actually, it's not a matter of where your flaws show up, you have flaws all over your body!"
"You're talking nonsense!" Yan Weiwei didn't believe it.
Even if I haven't received professional training, I wouldn't have so many flaws, right?
Lin Haitang and Lin Xiaoyu also stared at Meng Lang curiously.
"Look, in broad daylight, who is wearing a night suit like this? Does it make your face look white?
Also, you can wear what you want. Can you not wear this kind of sports tights and wear something a little wider to hide your iconic and proud figure and long legs that turn heads?
There is also this baseball cap, which covers the face, but the earrings are still the same pair of dolphin blue crystals as yesterday, right?
What’s even more unprofessional is that you haven’t even changed your hairstyle. From the color and length of your ponytail, I can tell you are an acquaintance!”
Yan Weiwei was stunned when she heard this.
She looked down.
emm…
You really can't see the feet.
And my legs are really eye-catching...
Earrings... I did underestimate the enemy a little bit, but you can see this thing clearly from such a distance? How many magnifications do you need?
But forgetting everything else, what the hell is the hair color and length of the ponytail?
She stretched out her hand from the back of her head and pulled her ponytail in front of her face, with a confused look on her face, "That's it? Can you tell it's me?"
"Of course, have you seen TV? The experienced artillerymen can accurately calculate the distance between the enemy and ourselves with just one thumb.
For people like us who have strong reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance capabilities, at a casual glance, the dimensions are as if they were measured with a ruler, almost inseparable!"
The three people were dumbfounded.
I’ve seen this kind of person in movies, but never thought he actually existed in reality?
If it were another person, Yan Weiwei, she would definitely spray him with salt soda, but she did recognize you from the crowd. The ironclad fact is right in front of her.
This science can’t explain it, it’s just outrageous!
"Are you really so good? How do you practice? Can you teach me?" Yan Weiwei's eyes lit up, obviously she was delighted to see Lie Xin.
"This mainly depends on talent. Those with talent can get through it a little bit, but those without talent will never be able to practice it in their lifetime."
Meng Lang knew that bragging was enough, so if he really wanted to teach him something...
What to teach? How to develop a fraternity?
Of course what he just said was nonsense. He had never seen Yan Weiwei before, not even a trace of her.
But this is the only advantage of Spoiler Dog. It will point you out first, and then provide evidence or something? Isn’t that ready-made?
See it with your eyes!
Not to mention a ponytail, even a fingernail, I can show you the flowers!
"What kind of talent is it? Do I have it? Can you test it for me?" Yan Weiwei hasn't given up yet.
Meng Lang thought for a while, "In this case, you go find two pens, draw a dragon with your left hand, and draw a rainbow with your right hand. When you can draw them at the same time, I can teach you."
What? Draw a dragon with your left hand and a rainbow with your right hand?
Isn't this an upgraded version of drawing a square with the left hand and a circle with the right hand?
The question is, is this something a human can do?
"You're not bluffing me, are you?" Yan Weiwei looked suspicious.
"Forget it if you don't believe it, I'm not asking you to learn... Xiaoyu, the ribs are well done, but the lotus root is Honghu lotus root. This kind of lotus root is sweet and dregs-like, and is famous all over the country. It is used to make this dish.
It couldn’t be more appropriate…”
Seeing Meng Lang actually turning his head to discuss the cooking method with Xiao Yu, Yan Weiwei was scratching her heart.
She made gestures with her left and right hands, as if she was trying to see if she could do two things at once, but the result was frustrating.
No! I have to think about it carefully.
How could a once-in-a-century genius of the younger generation be stumped by such a small difficulty?
Seeing Yan Weiwei looking like she was in a daze, Meng Lang actually had a toothache.
Is this stupid girl really stupid? Do you believe this?
Forget that this guy is a martial arts practitioner and has a single-minded brain.
To be continued...