The hot water is boiled again, the meatballs are boiled, and the boiled soup is white.

Pour the radish down, after a while, the radish becomes soft, a pot of meatball soup is done!

Bai Qi cut fine chopped green onion and sprinkled it on the soup surface, giving off some beautiful aroma.

He greeted Xiaomin to bring out the soup first, and then neatly cleaned up the pot, poured the oil and heated it, and Bai Qi fry the shredded potatoes and the pork with garlic sprouts separately.

A small round table had been set up outside the house. It was an old antique that the one-eyed old man had moved out of nowhere. It looked a bit shabby, but it was still in the center of the yard.

Knowing that children from the city love to be clean, he deliberately found a clean handkerchief, wiped it up and down several times, and finally could see some of the wood's former color.

Two dishes and one soup, although it is served in the most simple iron pot, but the color is moving and the aroma is fragrant, which is simply amazing.

Especially the green chopped green onion floating on the radish ball soup is really exciting.

The dishes were put on the table, and the rice was steamed just right. Bai Qi took the steamer directly out. The rice soup filtered in the pot was thick and fragrant, which was most suitable for the elderly and children.

The filtered rice cooked with firewood has a strong aroma of rice as soon as the lid is lifted.

The Jiangnan rice specially bought by Bai Qi happened to be a batch of early rice harvested this year. It is too late for self-production and self-sale. The ordinary small shops in other provinces are basically unable to get the goods. Today, I am really lucky. , if the boss had to thank Bai Qi for teaching him, how would he be willing to sell it?

The staff had previously thought that the boss was a little blown away, but it was just rice. How delicious can it be?

Smell the scent now...

Wow! They take back what they just said, and they can eat two bowls of this rice alone!

There weren't enough stools in the old man's house, so everyone stood eating in groups, crowded in a rather atmospheric atmosphere.

Bai Qi really wanted the old man to sit on the stool alone to eat, but he liked this kind of liveliness very much.

The old man scooped a bowl of soup first, and glanced around with his cloudy one eye: "Where's Beibei?"

Ever since he knew Li Beizhi's full name, he always liked to call him Beibei, as if he was more affectionate.

Bai Qi raised his eyelashes, the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Grandpa, you eat first, I'll call him."

The old man scooped a bowl of soup for him, and deliberately multiplied a few more meatballs: "Okay, okay, grandpa will put a bowl of soup for him to dry first."

When entering the kitchen, this little guy was still sitting on the steps, but now it was time to eat but no one was there. Needless to say, Bai Qi also knew that he must have slipped into the house and waited for someone to call him.

This kind of trick should be tried and tested in his family. After all, who would like to starve a child? A nanny, housekeeper or something, even if you have the heart, you don't have the guts!

When he opened the wooden house, as expected, Li Beizhi was lying comfortably on the bed. Seeing her come in, he glanced sideways, and the corners of his lips were raised, obviously proud.

His feet swayed on the side of the bed, and he was about to get up and jump out of bed, but he held back and said cheerfully, "What? Grandpa asked me to eat?"

Just as he was about to say, "In order to avoid the worries of the elderly, let me go out to eat reluctantly", but Bai Qi ignored him and asked directly, "Are you willing to admit your mistake?"

Li Beizhi is very confident now!

He could see it: although the one-eyed old man here is a little dirty, he loves himself very much like his grandfather!