Chapter 307： Ham Banquet (Medium) (1/2)

Leng Han, who hadn't said a word since three hours ago, didn't even dare to approach Zhao Ziyu, for fear that he might accidentally annoy his cousin and cause him to lose his life.

Until Lin Chou brought two dishes on the table,

”Pickled fresh, steamed on fire, slow use.”

There are many nataka red beans that can absorb the taste in the dining room, and there is no smell wafting out for three hours.

But before the three of them saw the true face of the dish, they couldn't help but swallow a big mouthful of water.

Lin Chou is very knowledgeable about this: So why did you say that waiting is good for mankind.

Xiao Wu stretched his neck on another table very sadly, his mouth opened like a hippopotamus in estrus, and he didn't dare to come close.

Lin Sorrow said,

”Come here too and eat together.”

Wu Ke was stunned, and pointed to his nose, ”Me?”

Zhao Ziyu said impatiently, ”What about the ink, come here if Brother Chou asks you to come over!”

”Oh.”

Wu Ke cautiously nudged it, but he only dared to touch one third of the stool, but he didn't dare to show any emotions. He only felt that his calf was turning.

Zhao Ziyu sneered, ”Promising!”

The double-layer porcelain basin that looks very thick and heavy is filled with extremely clear but white soup. The light yellow bamboo shoots and tender red ham are quietly loaded and floated through it. In the soup, you can see a cluster of green plants painted on the bottom of the pot.

It looks like a clear soup with little water, without a drop of fat, and it is as simple as white rice noodles.

But at this time, a very faint but long-distance fragrance escapes everywhere, exciting.

It is a freshness that can be felt with the sense of smell, like a lone wolf in the midnight wilderness smelling a rose blooming in the soil from a few miles away.

Leng Han served Zhao Ziyu a bowl, and then he served it well for himself. Although he didn't say anything, the handle of the spoon fell in Wu Ke's direction intentionally or unintentionally.

Wu Ke was almost flattered, smirked again and again, and started to serve the soup after he was thankful.

Leng Han lowered his head and sipped slightly, making the mouthful of clear soup.

If you have to describe it, it feels like a cloud of mist, very light and very moist.

When the soup slowly disappeared from his mouth, Leng Han opened his eyes.

Xiao Wu felt ashamed,

”This is the taste of spring-if we still have spring.”

Zhao Ziyu licked his lips and patted the table, ”Delicious!”

Leng Han's eyebrows suddenly twitched, murderously in essence, ”Do you still want to learn from your grandfather drinking and throwing a cup and swearing?”

Zhao Ziyu stopped immediately, ”Cousin, I was wrong, I dare not.”

Finally, there was a glance, and Zhao Ziyu was almost directly strangled.

Come on, drink the soup, the soup is still delicious.

Lin Chou brought two more dishes on the table, and sat down by the way.

”how does it taste?”

Wu Ke's eyes widened, feeling that today's things are getting more and more weird, ”Boss Lin, you, are you eating with us?”

Lin Chou doubted, ”It's past business hours, and I want to eat to fill up my stomach too!”

Wu Ke blinked, and his words became a word in his heart, dare not say.