The little red horse school was very quiet. The wind blew the leaves and made a sound. The teacher and the children were not there, and the booth at the door was locked. Before Lao Li came to work, Zhang Tan opened the door himself and locked it after he went out.

To the left is the bustling West Chang'an Street, to the right is Huangjia Village, Zhang Tan hesitated for a moment and turned to the right.

At this point, Huangjia Village gradually became lively, and people working in CBD came out of office buildings and flocked to the village to find delicious food to fill their stomachs.

Zhang Tan went to the small shop where he ate chrysanthemum and green fish last time, but it was full. He went out and decided to continue walking into the village and look for the delicacies in the alley.

Although he grew up here, he was not sure about the small shops in the village. He didn't care about these things in the past. He enjoyed delicious food, but did not favor such small shops in the village. The high-end restaurants on West Chang'an Street are the places he often goes to.

After several turns, I entered a small shop and ordered their Babao Hot Sauce.

"Can you choose the ingredients yourself?" Zhang sighed.

The boss and chef are an old aunt wearing a pink apron with many small pomfrets. He smiled and said, "You still understand, you can add ingredients. What do you want?"

According to the memory in his mind, Zhang Tan said: "Shrimp, chicken, meat, fresh shells, salted duck diced..."

Speaking of this, it was a little stuck, and the boss reminded: "Are you going to cooked chestnuts?"

Zhang Tan suddenly realized and smiled and said, "If you want it, you want it, you want this."

At the same time, he also remembered the next two ingredients.

“And with ginkgo nuts and peas.”

The old aunt glanced at him and said, "This is a very authentic Pujiang dish. Did the guests eat it when they were young?"

Zhang Tan sat down. The store was small and there were only four tables. Now there was no one except him.

“I’ve eaten before.”

In his previous life, he worked in Shanghai for many years and dated a local girlfriend. When he visited her house, his aunt made a dish of eight-treasure hot sauce.

This dish is very complicated and uses a lot of ingredients. Except for the chefs in the restaurant, the family can make very few things.

You can tell from the name that it is a bit spicy, not only spicy, but also sweet.

Sweetness is the characteristic of Shanghai cuisine.

My girlfriend’s mother said at the time that when they got along, they would mix oil in honey, but they would always quarrel, just like Babao hot sauce, spicy and sweet.

There was no one else in the store, so Zhang Tan waited to cook while chatting with the old aunt in the kitchen.

The kitchen and the dining room are separated by a curtain, and you can see people walking inside.

Not long after, the dish was served, Zhang Tan picked up a chopstick, and the old aunt asked hopefully: "How is it? Is it suitable for your taste?"

Zhang Tan ate a piece of cooked chestnut diced rice, sweet. After swallowing it, he praised: "It tastes like the one I have eaten before, Auntie, you are so skillful."

"It's good if you like it. I have plum wine here, I brew it myself. Do you want to get some?"

The sun is warm outside the house, so drinking some sour and sweet plum wine is the most pleasant.

"Then come some."

The old aunt brought a green ceramic wine bottle of about 2 kilograms, put down an equally green wine glass, and filled it gently, and the white air conditioner rose.

Green Ant Fresh Wine refers to the green foam on the unfiltered rice wine. Now, the glass of plum wine at Zhang Tan also has such foam. Hand-brewed ones are not as standard as wineries. On the contrary, because of this not standard, the wine looks closer and more cute.

Zhang Tan took a sip, sour and sweet, cold and cold, and it was not very good. It was very pleasant to drink it in the summer.

After dinner, no one else came to the shop. Zhang Tan settled the bill and said to the old aunt: "It seems that there are fewer customers."

“It’s relatively rare.”

“Can it be maintained?”

"There is nothing that cannot be maintained. You don't need to pay rent for your own store. It doesn't matter how much you make."

"That's quite comfortable."

Seeing that she was still cooking, he asked, "Did anyone order takeaway?"

"No, cook good food and wait for my grandson to come back to eat."

I see.

"Auntie, thank you for your food and wine, I'm leaving."

"Let's go slowly."

When I went out, I had a big sun above my head, but the alley was cool, and the wind passed by was blowing by, and I couldn't feel the heat.

Zhang Tan turned several turns when he came. Now he has forgotten how he came from, so he can only walk around. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it seems that he is someone calling him uncle. Looking back, there is no one in the alley.

I walked forward for a while and didn't hear it again.

"Huh? It seems like I've walked here just now?"

After walking for a while, I found that I was completely dizzy and could not tell where Xiaohongma Academy was located, or if I had drunk too much? It was impossible. The degree of the wine, at his level, there would be no problem with drinking ten or eight pounds.

He looked up at the sun, identified the direction of the school, and walked in one direction.

"Uncle~~Uncle——"

As soon as I walked into an old but extremely clean alley, a small breast sound immediately sounded in my ears, with a Sichuan-style little breast sound.

noob??

Zhang Tan looked at the sound of the sound of the whole hall. A small yellow gold-edged flag was inserted on the edge of a mountain gate, and it fluttered with the wind passing through the hall, with the words "Dinner Store".

"Where do you look at it? Don't look at it randomly, here, here, here, here~~"

Zhang Tan looked up and saw a small window on the blue brick wall covered with ivy, about the third floor, on the third floor, with a bright smile on the anti-theft window, waving happily to him.

Who is it not Xiaobai?

"Xiaobai~it's you." Zhang sighed. He didn't expect to meet Xiaobai here. It seems that her home is here.

Hearing Zhang Tan's words, Xiaobai became even happier. He lay on the window and waved enthusiastically, "Uncle, why did you come here? Do you know I live here? Are you playing with me?"

Xiaobai Children's Shoes was a little too excited. She had never seen her in school and would be so excited when she saw herself.

However, this is a good thing, Zhang Tan believes that this shows that his affinity is overwhelming.

"Do you live here in Xiaobai?" Zhang Tan came to the wall, raised his head and talked to Xiaobai upstairs. The sunlight here was blocked by the wall, and was in the shadow. The wind was blowing through the hall, which was very cool.

"My home is here, how do you know?"

Actually, I don't know, I came by by chance.

"I heard what Lao Li said." Zhang Tan made up an excuse.

"Ha, it's Mr. Li. Mr. Li wants it. I've been to his house to play." Xiaobai said happily, as if he had recalled a very beautiful thing.

Killing to his house? Is this Trump the same? It sounds a bit scary.

Zhang Tan knew where Lao Li’s home was. After hearing what Xiaobai said, he probably knew where he was now.

This place is not far from Lao Li's house. Passing through this alley, turning left and entering another one, and walking to the middle is Lao Li's house.

"Did you call me before?"

Zhang Tan remembered that when he passed by here before, he seemed to hear someone calling him uncle, but he thought it was an auditory hallucination at that time, but he didn't pay attention. Now that I think about it, since Xiaobai lives in this alley, she might have been calling him before.

Sure enough, Xiaobai said, "It's me, I called a lot of uncles, you ignored me, I was so angry that I was so angry."

As he said that, his face was bulging, as if he was very angry, but his eyes were curved and smiling.

Zhang sighed and apologized: "It's really you, you saw me before? Sorry, I didn't hear it before, I thought I heard it wrong."

The first time Zhang Tan walked here, Xiaobai happened to see it, but it was a little late, and he had already reached the end of the alley.

Hearing her call, the uncle looked back and then left again, which made her angry for a while. Unexpectedly, the uncle turned back.

She thought Zhang Tan was coming back to find her and was very happy.

Little did she know that the uncle in her mind had taken the wrong path, and she went around and returned to this place.
Chapter completed!