The Local Lazy Man System

"Brother Glory, I'm hungry!" Ma Lin stood up and said.

"Then let's go eat beef soup."

Ye Rongrong looked at the vendors who set up stalls outside, and there happened to be one that was buying beef soup, so he suggested everyone to eat beef soup.

"What is minced beef soup?"

Ma Lin had never eaten beef soup or heard of beef soup, so she asked curiously.

After all, this kind of special beef soup in the south is a kind of rural street food. It is difficult to see it in high-end places and restaurants. Generally, it is rare to see people buying this kind of special beef soup in big cities.

"This is not easy to explain. The beef soup in different places is different. The beef soup in many places is made by mincing the beef, stirring it with starch, and then making it according to the traditional craftsmanship. Our beef soup here is It doesn't contain starch, and the beef you get is different from ordinary beef soup, you'll know when you eat it," Ye Rongrong said.

"Husband, is this beef soup delicious?"

Liu Qingqing asked. Liu Qingqing has never eaten the special beef soup that his man said was a local specialty.

"Well, it's delicious, I used to like it very much."

Ye Rongrong said. Ye Rongrong thought about it, and it seems that he has not eaten this special beef soup in four or five years. Because of this special beef soup, only a few people in the nearby townships can make it. Where is there a market? During temple fairs or plays, they would come to set up stalls. Ye Rongrong didn't know where to set up stalls on weekdays.

The four of them came to the beef soup stall outside the stage. The person who bought the beef soup was an old man in his sixties. Although Ye Rongrong didn't know the old man's name, he was very familiar with this man because he grew up in the village when he was a child. During the play, this old man also set up the beef soup stall.

To sum up, in Ye Rongyao's impression, the old man has set up a beef soup stall for at least twenty years. After all, Ye Rongrong's memory can only be traced back to when he was six or seven years old, no matter how early. Ye Rongyao had no impression at all.

"Boss, come with four bowls of beef soup."

Ye Rongrong said to the old man selling beef soup.

"Okay, five dollars, or ten dollars?"

the old man selling beef soup asked. There are two types of beef soup sold here. One is five yuan a bowl, and the other is ten yuan a bowl.

The difference between them is that the meat from the cow is different.

For this ten-dollar beef soup, the selected beef parts are better.

There is also a bowl of beef soup that the old man said, referring to the disposable plastic bowls used for banquets in rural areas. There is not a lot of beef soup that can be loaded.

"Four bowls for ten yuan, eat here."

Ye Rongrong said. There are four small tables in front of the old man's booth, so that people can sit and eat beef soup. Of course, some people bought it and brought it home to eat, but there are few such people. After all, it is still the first month of the new year, and the weather is still a bit cold. Once the beef soup is cold, the taste will be much worse.

"OK."

After the old man finished speaking, he prepared the beef soup. In fact, the beef soup is already cooked in the pot, just use a spoon to get it up. Just add some seasonings and cilantro.

"Let's sit there."

Ye Rongyao saw that there was just an empty table, so he took the three girls over to occupy the seat. This kind of small square table is not big, it is just right to sit four people, and one more person will appear crowded.

The four of them sat down on the four-legged plastic stool beside the table. Liu Qingqing and Ma Lin wiped the table several times with the napkins on the table. The boss didn't have time to pay attention to the table. To wipe clean, basically throw the disposable tableware into the trash can on the side, and just wipe the table with a rag. Some were not wiped with a rag at all, and there was still a lot of soup on the table.

After Liu Qingqing's three daughters wiped the table clean, the old man came up with four bowls of steaming beef soup on a plate.

"Is this beef soup?"

Looking at the contents of the plastic bowl, Marlene asked in surprise. After all, this beef soup doesn't seem to have anything to do with beef.

"That's right. This is beef soup, wife, and this beef soup needs some vinegar to taste good."

Ye Yaoyao picked up the vinegar on the table and poured some vinegar into his bowl. In fact, there was already a little vinegar in the beef soup bowl, but Ye Yaoyao was just a little bit jealous.

"Brother Glory, I also want to add a little vinegar." Ye Shuting said.

"You add it yourself."

Ye Rongrong has no habit of serving other women. In order not to make Ye Shuting feel that she is interested in her and keep pestering her, Ye Rongrong feels that she must keep a distance from Ye Shuting, which is also for her good.

Ye Rongrong knew that even if she was not married and had no wife, it was impossible for her and her family to agree that Ye Shuting had any improper relationship with her.

"Hmph, there is no gentleman's demeanor at all." Ye Shuting said with a small mouth.

"I'm a peasant, or a peasant with a wife. What kind of gentleman's demeanor do you want?"

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said. In Ye Rongyao's view, the so-called gentleman's demeanor is the expression of hypocrisy. Ye Rongyao doesn't care about the gentleman's demeanor. Demeanor is entirely a matter of two concepts.

"Stop talking, eat beef soup."

Ye Shuting lowered her head and ate the beef soup in front of her depressedly.

He understood his feelings for Brother Glory very clearly, including Liu Qingqing, but being ignored by the two of them like this really made Ye Shuting very powerless.

Even if Liu Qingqing was angry and made a scene with herself, or if her brother Glory secretly played with her, Ye Shuting felt better.

The most headache is this kind of, ignoring, ignoring it, this makes Ye Shuting feel a very strong outsider, really, it makes Ye Shuting feel helpless and helpless, not knowing what to do next How to do it, what will the future be like?

"Brother Glory, this beef soup is really delicious."

Marlene took a bite and said happily. The taste of this beef soup is very special. It is a taste that Ma Lin has never eaten before. It is especially delicious. Especially when I told Brother Honor to add a little vinegar, the sour taste makes people feel especially refreshing.

"It's delicious, just eat more, don't worry, today's beef soup, your brother glory treat, enough." Ye glory said with a smile.

"That's what you said, don't cry then." Ma Lin looked at Ye Rongrong with a smile and said.

"Eat it, no matter how much you eat beef soup, you won't make your brother glory poor and cry, that's impossible."

Ye Rongrong said. This beef soup is only ten yuan a bowl. Even if Ma Lin's stomach is full, it won't cost much. Ye Rongyao estimates that three bowls of them can be eaten alone.

"You said, the boss will come with two bowls of beef soup for ten yuan." Ma Lin shouted to the boss of the beef soup stall.

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I drank too much, I couldn't stand it anymore, I had to take a nap for an hour or two, and the second chapter was going to be delayed. I'm really sorry, even though I came back early, this drunk is still unbearable. (To be continued.)