After stir-frying, add water and the braised bun she brought from home, and start to boil. After boiling, heat down, cover the pot and simmer.

Next, just wait for an hour and then take them out.

At this time, she continued to work in the kitchen.

As time goes by, the lid of the pot can no longer suppress the fragrance of sheep's hooves.

If there are those cheerful and outgoing customers, they will ask if it is a new dish from the restaurant.

Uncle Ke smiled and said that the new dish was a new dish, but the sheep's hooves were not good and they might not be able to serve it.

The man moved his nose regretfully.

Forget it, it’s okay to not eat it, it’s good to smell it.

It was time for the agreed time, and Ke Baijia saw Manager Zhang coming in with a pot, so he turned around and lifted the lid.

Removing the lid of the pot again, a spicy and fresh smell drifted from the kitchen toward the outside.

Just smelling the smell makes people unconsciously start to secrete saliva.

Manager Zhang's mouth, who had tasted so many delicious food, was also pursing his mouth wildly, for fear of saliva flowing out.

Oh, this Kebaijia is better at craftsmanship. Just this dish was placed twenty or thirty years ago, and it could definitely support a food shop.

He didn't talk nonsense. He remembered the relationship that Jia Jia helped every time, and it seemed cumbersome to say thank you more.

"Then I'll go back to greet the guests, you guys are busy."

As he said that, he left with the pot.

As we returned home, the guests at home were lazily eating canned fruits. In such weather, everything seemed to be irritated.

"Here, come, oh, let me show you the food made by the pillars of our state-owned restaurants." Manager Zhang showed off and saw that the other party looked here without any expression.

As for sheep hooves, except for a certain breed of sheep on a certain grassland, other sheep basically need large ingredients to suppress and cover up the smell and smell of smell. It is not the kind of mutton that is cooked in water and has a milky aroma.

Manager Zhang snorted and opened the lid of the pot. The water vapor swept over with a spicy and fresh smell, attracting the originally lazy man.

Manager Zhang didn't say anything, but just gave him the chopsticks: "Try it."

The man smiled awkwardly, then picked up a piece of sheep's hooves. He took a look at them first. The sheep's hooves were treated cleaner and the color of the meat was very appetizing.

After taking a bite, the lips and teeth were instantly filled with a soft and spicy taste. The taste was a little sweeter. The customer didn't care about hot it. He put a piece of sheep in his bowl in a few minutes, and chewed the sheep's hooves cleanly.

I smack my lips and feel the more I eat it.

He ate faster and faster. Manager Zhang realized that something was wrong and quickly left two pieces, one for the two children and the other for his wife.

His intuition was right. As soon as he put the sheep's hooves over, he found that there was only one piece left in the pot, and the sheep's hooves in his friend's hand were also boned, and he was almost finished gnawing.

Manager Zhang took a few steps and quickly stuffed the last one into his mouth.

Mom, if I were one step later, I wouldn’t have to taste it myself.

The man poured all the wine in his hand into his mouth and let out a sigh of relief; "It's so fucking exciting, this little smell is amazing."

Looking at his friend who was so delicious that he swears, Manager Zhang quietly ate all the sheep's hooves he snatched.

It's really delicious.

"Well, Lao Zhang, I'll fight over there next week. How about giving you some sheep hooves?"

How about it?

Not very good!

unless……
Chapter completed!