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   Jiang Shixun nodded: "Since the beads want to eat, take them out."

   In fact, he also felt that the appearance of this side was not very good.

   Although the price is not expensive, the taste is too bad.

  Tang Yulan took a bottle of mushroom sauce from her bag.

   This is packed in a canned bottle. The bottle is not too big, and it is just placed outside so that it is easy to take out.

   Zhou Yong's eyes lit up when she saw the mushroom sauce she took out, and asked Jiang Shixun, "Is this the mushroom sauce your village made? I remember you gave it to me, it tastes really good!"

  Jiang Shixun smiled: "We made this at home and brought it to eat on the road."

   I didn’t say that it was specially made for my parents to bring there. After all, his burden is so heavy, but saying it made people suspicious.

Zhou Yong's eyes brightened: "Really? It must taste better, right? Was it made by my sister-in-law? The mushroom sauce and sour bamboo shoots you gave last time, I still remember the taste, it's so memorable. It's gone!"

   "If you like it, I'll give you some next time I make it."

   "That's for sure!" Zhou Yong patted him with a smile and lowered his voice, "Don't worry, my brother has something good, I'll keep it for you!"

   His welfare is good, and he has some rare tickets.

   Unlike Jiang Shixun in the countryside, there is not much shortage of food, but there is a shortage of votes.

  The two have been mutually beneficial over the years, and they have forged a good friendship.

   As she was talking, Tang Yulan opened the lid.

  Suddenly a tantalizing fragrance floated out of the bottle.

   Zhou Yong was startled when he smelled the smell. He subconsciously took a breath and stared at the bottle in Tang Yulan's hand: "This is mushroom sauce? It's delicious!"

  The taste is much more fragrant than what he has eaten before!

  What's going on?

   Could it be that what he ate before was different?

  Jiang Shixun was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he quickly explained in a low voice: "I added chicken in it, I made it at home, and added more vegetable oil and seasoning, so the taste is different from before."

   Zhou Yong understood as soon as he heard it.

   The village made it and sold it, where would you be willing to put more oil? Even add chicken to it?

   This was done by myself, of course it was different.

   But this taste is too fragrant!

   He glanced at the bottle curiously, and when he saw the oil inside, he was shocked and asked Jiang Shixun in a low voice, "Why did you put so much oil? Did you get rich?"

   Jiang Shixun explained in a low voice: "I just got some oil, so I added a little more. I didn't bring much with me on this trip. I'll bring it for you when I come back."

   Zhou Yong is now satisfied.

  Tang Yulan took a clean spoon and began to divide the mushroom sauce, first giving Zhou Yong a big spoon, then Jiang Zhiying, Jiang Shixun, and finally herself.

   Zhou Yong was already too greedy, so embarrassed he said, "Sister-in-law, I'll eat first", and couldn't wait to eat.

   As soon as he entered the mushroom sauce, he was shocked by the delicious taste and devoured it involuntarily.

   After eating haisai frantically, the noodles in the bowl fell into my stomach before I knew it, and I didn’t even want to waste the noodle soup, I drank it all in one breath.

   At this moment, the person at the next table smelled the fragrance of the mushroom sauce and couldn't help but leaned over and asked eagerly, "What's in your bottle? It smells too good!"

  Tang Yulan quickly closed the lid and put the bottle back into the bag: "It's nothing, it's the mushroom sauce I made at home, and I took it with me to eat on the road."

  The man swallowed his saliva, didn't feel embarrassed to ask for it, and went back in despair.

   Zhou Yong wanted to work, so he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he left after paying the bill.

   Then Jiang Shixun and the three returned to the train station to wait for the car, fearing that it would be unsafe outside.

   After waiting for a while, I finally got into the car.

   Soon the train left, and Jiang Zhiying sat on the sleeper berth, happily eating boiled eggs.

  Suddenly, she heard Tang Yulan ask, "That Comrade Zhou has a son?"

   Jiang Shixun nodded: "Well, I'm three years old this year, a little younger than our Zhuzhu, called Huzi."

   Jiang Zhiying: "!!"

   She remembered!