Ye Youran glared at him angrily, "There is no shredded pork with red oil and ginger, only cabbage and potatoes are left. If you are not full, just eat meat buns."

"Sister Xiaoyou, the meat buns have been sold out for a long time." Chunwa flashed out and said.

They cost a penny each. They were meaty and thin-skinned, and they were quite big. No one who came later grabbed them.

"As for the steamed buns, there should be some leftover, right?

"No more. One pot of braised food and one pot of rice are sold out. My mother and sister are cooking."

Chunwa glanced at the chopping board and worried that she would have to eat rice at noon because all the vegetables were sold out.

Ye Youran stamped his foot out of habit and said angrily, "It's all my fault that I didn't dare to buy too many vegetables on the first day of business."

Little did she know that after her restaurant was renovated, Wei Zijin's little follower cleverly helped her publicize it in Shiban Town in order to make up for the slip of the tongue he made in front of the major general's wife last time.

Then, within an hour, everyone in Shiban Town knew that Major General Wei's fiancée had opened a restaurant in the town.

Can those who want to curry favor with Wei Zijin not come to support him?

Not to mention Ye Youran's good cooking skills, even if the food she cooked was pig food, everyone would hold their noses and swallow it.

"Sister Xiaoyou, we have to eat free rice today." Chunwa said distressedly.

In the past few days, in order to thank the soldiers for their help, Ye Youran made various stews and stews for them to eat every day. This also made Chunwa, who had never eaten meat and did not know the taste of meat, fall in love with eating meat.

No pleasure without meat.

Ye Youran patted his little head and said, "If you don't have meat to eat, then eat braised pork soup with rice. Your father and I will go shopping in the afternoon and buy a pig. I won't be short of your meat in the future."

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"Thank you, Sister Xiaoyou."

Chunwa was happy.

Ye Youran looked at Wei Zijin, "Are you still hungry? Why don't you join us for a bowl of braised pork soup with rice?"

Wei Zijin hummed and glanced at her feet, "Here are three bowls. I just ate one steamed bun."

He only ate one of the six steamed buns served on a plate, while Liang Youqian ate the rest.

"Then you go sit in the dining hall, and I'll go to the kitchen to take a look." Ye Youran felt that his eyes were strange and scary to her. She didn't dare to stay alone with him anymore, so she made an excuse and ran away quickly.

Wei Zijin stared blankly at her leaving figure, his heart full of doubts.

Why?

Why are they so similar?

When he was angry, his right eyebrow raised, when he was upset, he stamped his right foot lightly, and when he was happy, he covered his mouth with his right hand and smiled. These were all Ning Youran's habits, but he saw it in Ye Youran.

And the taste of the Hunan cuisine is exactly the same as what Ning Youran makes.

That taste was still fresh in his memory and would never be forgotten.

Just like her person, her smile, and her every move, they are firmly etched deep in his heart and cannot be forgotten.

Could it be that two people who are completely different from each other could be raised to look the same?

How can it be?

He doesn't believe it!

However, he didn't believe it when he said that Ning Youran and Ye Youran were the same person.

They have different looks, different ages, different heights, and even different accents.

accent……

No, Ye Youran's accent is still different from that of locals in Stone Town.

Ye Youran's accent is very hard and rigid, as if he is endorsing something, and his speech is not as fluent as flowing words.

Can a person be blunt when he is used to speaking?

Won't.

unless……

She didn't say she was used to it.

How can a person not get used to talking when he has been talking since childhood?
Chapter completed!