After all, it is someone else's business. Even if we are brothers, if we say something once, we can forget it. If we say it too much, it will annoy people.

What's more, as he gets older, he can't sit still for a few years, so he can do whatever he wants.

Therefore, Mr. Qian didn't bother to care about him anymore: "It's up to you, let me know if you have any problems."

Recently, Mr. Sun's taste has not been very good. He has eaten at several restaurants in the town, and one of them is his own.

If you eat them every two days every three days, those dishes will have the same taste after eating them, without the freshness, and your appetite will also decrease.

Normally I can eat a bowl of rice, but now half a bowl is pretty good.

As a son, Sun Shou was extremely anxious: His father is always like this, there is no other way!

If this continues, what if the old man's body cannot bear it?

Although Sun Shou is already a father, in fact, his business skills are not as good as his father's. The entire Sun family still needs his father's help to look after it, otherwise the family's strength will decline.

"Master, I heard that a food stall has opened in the town..." At this time, Butler Sun came over and said.

"Food stall?" Sun Shou frowned, "Oh, how can I be in the mood to care about this? It's not like running a restaurant. He's running his own business, so what do I care about him?"

"No, sir, I heard that the food stall has a new food. The business is very good, and many people go to eat." Butler Sun said quickly, "Aren't you worried about the old man's food problem? Master, why don't we buy it?

Come back with one portion and give it to the old man to try?"

"From a food stall?" I felt a bit disgusted.

"Oh, Master, I have had a bad appetite recently. Why do you care about the food stalls? The main thing is that I can eat freshly and happily."

When Sun Shou heard that this was the reason, he asked Butler Sun to take care of it.

It wasn't made by a professional chef, it was just something fresh from a food stall. Sun Shou didn't have high hopes from the beginning, so he didn't mention it to the old man.

Butler Sun bought one copy from others and sent it all to the kitchen.

Wait until lunch time, warm it up and serve it.

Mr. Sun has such a sharp nose. As soon as he sat there, he immediately smelled a fragrance that he had never experienced before.

"What's this?"

"Oh, I guess I asked the butler to buy fresh food from outside." Sun Shou said with a smile, "Isn't it because dad has a bad appetite recently, so I asked the butler to help me search the streets to see if there is anything new.

Eat some food and bring it back for dad to try."

"Um."

A maid came over and placed food in front of Mr. Sun.

——This fragrance...

Mr. Sun's eyes then fell on the food.

There were only three things placed in front of him, a bowl of gray strips, a bowl of meatballs with an uneven surface, and a bowl of red meat.

Mr. Sun's nose moved. The unique aroma came from that piece of red meat.

He was a little surprised: "Why is this meat red?"

Butler Sun stood up and said: "Back to the old man, this is their family's specialty, called braised pork. It is said that an aunt named Zhu used a special method to make it secretly. It is soft to bite and tastes delicious.

It’s juicy and extremely delicious.”

At this point, he added: "Of course, this is what everyone said. I have never eaten it, so I don't know whether it is true or not."

"In order to attract customers, these traders naturally brag about how delicious the food is. Who doesn't brag about their own business when doing business?" Mr. Sun waved his hand and didn't take it to heart.

Although it smells strange, what kind of food has he not seen these days?

After traveling all over the country for so many years, if this was not the root of the Sun family, he would not have returned to such a remote place.

It is estimated that this thing is just a "new idea" with some dyeing spices added to it to give it a fragrance and look a little different from ordinary meat.

Mr. Sun didn't have high hopes, so he asked the maid to take the chopsticks and pick up a piece to taste.

After all, this is his son’s wish, and he can’t not even taste it, and not even give him face, right?

When the maid took off her chopsticks, translucent juice gushed out on both sides along with the chopsticks, and the aroma seemed to become even stronger.

Mr. Sun thought: It seems quite delicious!

This thing seemed to be softer than expected, so when the maid tried to pick it up, it actually broke into two pieces and fell down.

She was startled, and quickly took the spoon and caught it below. She caught it, but she also said the words: "This slave deserves to die!"

He looked at Master Sun with fear: It's over, it's over, he's going to be punished!

No one expected that this piece of meat would be so soft.

Mr. Sun was also stunned for a moment. He did not blame the maid, and waved his hand to ask her to leave.

He took matters into his own hands, took the spoon that the maid had put down, and put it to his mouth.

He originally thought he was just completing a "mission", but he didn't expect this soft thing to enter his mouth. As his teeth fell down, a stream of juice was squeezed out, and with that unique meaty aroma, it suddenly filled the air.

The entire mouth.

Mr. Sun was really stunned this time: What is this?!

His mouth slowly moved, and he tasted the taste with surprise and joy. The more he tasted it, the more he became obsessed with it.

——Oh my God, what is this?!

——How can there be such delicious food in this world?!

Sun Shou noticed something was wrong with his father's expression and looked over.

Then he saw his father move quickly and put another piece of meat into his mouth with his chopsticks and spoon.

The expression on his face is a treat!

Sun Shou realized something and quickly stretched out his chopsticks.

"Pah——"

Mr. Sun knocked on the back of his hand and asked with a cold face, "What are you doing?"

"I...I'll give it a try." Sun Shou's voice was weak.

"What do you want to try? You want to eat but don't know how to ask the butler to buy it? It's just a piece, you finished it in one bite, what else should I eat?"

Sun Shou: "..."

——Dad, have you forgotten that I asked the butler to deliver this thing?

——When you cross the river and demolish the bridge, are you demolishing it too quickly?

But this also shows from one aspect that the food Butler Sun sent him this time was really delicious.

Since Mr. Sun wouldn't let him eat it, he asked his servants to bring him another portion.

"What, you're asking me to send you a copy over there?!"

The housekeeper in charge of the kitchen looked back at the stove and quickly asked the maids and women who were about to steal some food to get out of the way.

"I'm going to die. This is the old man. He wants to eat. If you want to eat, what should we bring to him?"

"Get out of here!"

…

After the things were sent away, the housekeeper wiped the non-existent cold sweat from her forehead.

She was thankful again and again: Fortunately, I didn't let them take action so quickly, otherwise it would have been over!

The news soon spread in the Sun family's yard - Chai Xiaoer bought food from outside and won the favor of the master's family!

"Really?!" When Chai Xiaoer heard the news, he was still nesting in the servant room on the bottom floor, fighting for food with others.

As the son of an errand boy, Chai Xiaoer was already thirteen or fourteen years old, but he had no serious work to do. He ate one meal at a time and was worse than a beggar on the street.

If his guide hadn't been at the master's house, he would have wanted to "run away".

"Of course it's true. Why did I lie to you? Hurry up and ask for the reward from Butler Sun. After you get the reward, don't forget the brothers!" The person who reported the news also patted Chai Xiaoer on the shoulder, looking like a brother.
Chapter completed!