Chapter 50 050 Shredded Beef in Lantern Light, Cold Pot Skewers [Second Update]...

The shop was closed the next day.

Mr. Wen installed a panoramic dashcam in his new car, and the family decided to go hiking.

Wen Fan had little interest in mountain climbing, but seeing that her parents were racking their brains to take her out for a walk, she pretended to be happy.

However, the two disagreed on which mountain to climb.

Mr. Wen said about the mountain they climbed: "That's a tourist attraction. People from other places come here specifically to climb it, and it takes exactly one day to finish."

Wen's mother: "Yes, yes, yes, after we finish climbing, the shop won't be open tomorrow, and Xiao Fan won't have to go to school."

Is that mountain even climbable? Many people can't recover even after a week of climbing it.

"Then which one should we climb?"

"Let's go to Yunshan on the outskirts of the city. There's a zoo and a monkey valley there."

"...That's so boring. Xiao Fan, you tell me."

Wen Fan doesn't care about any kind of mountain, but she is very interested in the zoo.

"This one is fine... Can it have the egg yolk?"

In the past, this would have been quite difficult, since taxis rarely allowed pets when a family took a taxi to and from the destination.

But now—

Father Wen patted his own van: "Take it with you, let Egg Yolk go out and have some fun too."

After the family decided where to go, Wen Fan spent half an hour making some food for the road, Wen's father carried half a case of drinks, and Wen's mother cut fruit and packed it in a box.

With everything ready, Wen Fan put a leash on Egg Yolk. As they say, puppies grow fast. In just half a month, Egg Yolk's belly sagged, and even its face widened considerably.

Wen Fan rubbed Egg Yolk's face and realized something was wrong. Usually, when she rubbed it like this, Egg Yolk would lick her hand, but today Egg Yolk kept its mouth closed, its face full of guilt.

Wen Fan reached in and pulled it out; it wasn't surprising.

"Mom, the egg yolk is stealing eggs again."

No wonder she thought the dog's face was ridiculously wide, especially since it had a big egg in its mouth.

When Wen Fan complained, the egg yolk started making a whirring "werwer" sound.

Wen's mother was also puzzled: "Why does he keep stealing eggs?"

She put it in the cupboard, how could she still find the dog?

After putting the eggs in her bag, Wen's mother patted the dog's head and said, "Don't steal them next time."

Egg Yolk looked up and cried out a few times, but seeing that it still couldn't get an egg back, it stopped crying and instead went to beg Wen Fan for food.

Wen Fan pinched its muzzle: "Wait a minute, it's not time to eat yet."

Yunshan was not far away; after driving for more than half an hour, the family arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Today is Sunday, another beautiful day as summer transitions into autumn. Although the temperature is still not low, the breeze is already cool, making one feel the crispness of autumn.

The parking lot at the foot of Yunshan Mountain was almost full. After searching around, Mr. Wen finally found an empty space. After parking, the family went to the mountain pass to buy tickets.

"Monkey Valley costs 30, Zoo costs 30, and Mountain Entrance costs 20."

Wen's mother scanned the code: "Give me three passes."

Tickets cost 80 yuan per person, and once inside, we found there were quite a few people.

"It's the weekend, definitely."

On weekends, even if parents don't want to go out, their kids always have to go out for a walk.

Yunshan is not high, and there is a scenic spot every ten minutes or so.

Wen Fan put the egg yolk down and let it climb the mountain.

Egg Yolk sniffed left and right, seemingly quite satisfied with the new scene. Its short legs moved quickly, pulling on the leash in Wen Fan's hand and moving forward.

It has to be said that few people can resist the cuteness of the young Beagle; many children point excitedly at the yolk when they see it.

The adults didn't pay much attention to it because it was a puppy.

Before long, several children were following Wen Fan around.

Seeing that they all looked like they wanted to touch it but didn't dare, Wen Fan pinched the dog's mouth shut after arriving at a platform and took out a few pieces of dried chicken from his backpack.

While feeding the egg yolk, Wen Fan gestured, "You can touch it... but don't pull the fur."

With Wen Fan's permission and seeing him pinching the dog's muzzle, the adults gathered around and encouraged the children to touch it.

"Quickly thank your sister, and don't use too much force."

"Thanks--"

A group of little kids stretched out their tiny hands, cautiously touched it, and then grinned broadly.

"So soft!"

"So cute."

Wen Fan felt a surge of satisfaction and stroked the dog's head. As long as Egg Yolk had food, he'd be willing to let it eat, let alone pet it; he'd even be tricked into selling it. The dog ate with rapt attention, behaving with unparalleled obedience.

Of course, some parents were also chatting around.

"This puppy looks so cute. Its ears are so big."

"She's quite well-behaved and seems to have a very good temper."

"What breed is it? I'll take a look and hug one later."

If someone recognized them, they would immediately cover their mouth and laugh.

"You can't keep this dog."

This is the famous Bigger!

Seeing Wen Fan's forbearing expression, the person who spoke found it even more amusing, took out their phone to take a picture of their own child, and incidentally showed off their owner...

Wen's parents sat behind Wen Fan, drinking water. Wen's mother looked at her daughter with loving eyes.

It's embarrassing to admit, but when I was little, we didn't have many options, and our family went hiking or to the zoo very rarely. Now that my daughter is older, I know that children her age might prefer to play with their classmates, but I still want to spend more time with her.

Fortunately, my daughter not only cooperated, but also seemed to enjoy it.

There were quite a few people on this platform, most of them resting here. Wen Fan was surrounded by more children, and some parents even took out snacks for their children to give to Wen Fan.

"If I let you pet my dog, will you give me something to eat in return?"

The round-headed little boy carefully offered his chocolate jelly cookies to Wen Fan, who was busy feeding the dog, so he just nodded in acknowledgment.

Wen's mother also took out some food from her bag for her daughter to eat.

To make it easier to go up the mountain, Wen Fan made only foods that could be eaten without heating them.

The first dish is shredded beef in a smoky sauce.

After the fresh beef is braised, it is shredded and deep-fried until dry and fragrant. Finally, the shredded beef is stir-fried with dried chili threads, rock sugar powder, Sichuan peppercorn powder, and various seasonings until it is flavorful.

The prepared shredded beef is coated with a sweet and spicy sauce, and the beef is chewy. It's delicious whether served with porridge or noodles.

Wen Fan took two bites, and Egg Yolk, seeing her mouth moving, also made a werwering sound.

Wen Fan tore off a piece of beef for it to try, and after finishing the yolk, the tail wagged vigorously.

A boy next to her was sucking his finger, staring intently at Wen Fan.

Perhaps because his gaze was too obvious, the boy's parents felt ashamed and tried to pull him away.

Before they could catch the person, the little boy suddenly lay down, half-sitting and half-squatting next to the egg yolk.

"wer!"

The people around were taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

Wen Fan froze, his movements stiff as he held the shredded beef.

The boy's parents blushed deeply, feeling utterly humiliated.

"What are you wering about?!"

The little boy, in his childish voice, dodged his parents' large hands and tugged at Wen Fan's sleeve.

"Sister, I want some too!"

He looked at the egg yolk and made a "wer" sound, and Wen Fan fed it to him, so he instinctively felt that he could get delicious food just by making a sound.

Wen's mother laughed until tears streamed down her face, and the adults around her found it even more hilarious.

The parent, grabbing the boy's lower body, was both exasperated and blushing: "Wang Zihao, don't embarrass me in public! Do you think we need anything from you?"

How could you be so greedy that you bark at someone's dog?

The little boy pursed his lips, looking a bit aggrieved. He tugged at Wen Fan's sleeve and reluctantly let out another "wer."

The people around laughed even louder, and many even raised their phones.

Wen's mother quickly smoothed things over: "Come on, let go first, and I'll let you try it."

Wen's mother smiled and gave the boy a small bag of shredded beef in a plastic bag, saying, "It's a little spicy."

The boy's parent said, "...Wang Zihao, don't come out with me anymore!"

How embarrassing! How embarrassing!

Wang Zihao ignored his parents' breakdown. He chewed on the shredded beef, his eyes squinting with ecstasy.

The parents were really embarrassed, so they came over to apologize to Ms. Wen and offered her money.

Wen's mother waved her hand: "It's alright, it's alright, he's just a kid."

Wang Zihao stood proudly among the children, holding a sliver of beef.

Several children nearby watched him eat, sucking their fingers and glancing at Wang Zihao and Wen Fan, eager to try it themselves.

Parents: ...

"Baby, come quick! We still have a hamburger to eat."

"Grandma gave you this chocolate."

"Sweetie, let's walk a little further ahead, and Mommy will buy you ice cream, okay?"

...

Quickly shoo them away. If a bunch of kids surround them and start yelling "werwer" in their voices, that would be quite a sight.

The platform, which was bustling with people just moments ago, has seen more than half of its users leave in the blink of an eye.

Wen's mother also packed up her things, and the family of three drank some water and took a few more photos.

Wen's mother: "Let's go."

After passing several unremarkable attractions, we finally arrived at the zoo.

After having his ticket checked at the entrance and entering, Wen Fan was awestruck by what he saw. There were all sorts of lions and tigers, and pythons as thick as a person's waist.

Wen's father also mentioned that there were no pandas here.

"You even took pictures with pandas when you were little."

Wen Fan flipped through the original owner's memories, but those memories were already blurred.

"I don't quite remember."

"I was still young then, only slightly older than the little kid just now."

In addition, the photos were lost later, so naturally I don't remember them very well.

After visiting the zoo, the family had lunch at a rest area.

In addition to the shredded beef in lantern sauce, Wen Fan also prepared a plate of cold dishes.

However, unlike the cold dishes that Wen's father made, Wen Fan's method is more similar to eating cold skewers.

Potato slices, broccoli, and chicken breast are soaked in a chili oil sauce...

Packed in the store's largest takeout box, the large round box was full, and a spicy aroma wafted out as soon as the box was opened.

After climbing the mountain all morning, Wen's mother was already hungry.

Wen's father bought a few still-warm steamed buns at a small shop on the mountain, and the family ate them with cold dishes and shredded beef.

There are no restaurants on the mountain. The zoo used to have a restaurant, but it quickly went out of business because the food was bad and expensive. Now the restaurant is locked, and some of the original tables and chairs are placed outside. People eat here.

Originally, everyone came out to have fun and brought roughly the same food, but soon, those with sharp noses smelled a unique fragrance.

"What smells so good?"

"What smells like that? Instant noodles, right?"

"No, it wasn't... Did someone bring seafood in a dipping sauce?"

No matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find anyone, so they could only eat their meal with the aroma.

Wen's parents had already finished eating the food quickly.

It's a rare treat to get out and have fun. If people ask about our food, are we supposed to share it with them?

When will this division finally end?

After passing the zoo, we arrived at Monkey Valley.

At the doorway, Wen's mother ran into an acquaintance.

Wang Zihao, who had just been barking like a dog, rushed over as soon as he saw Wen Fan. His parents, who had a toddler leash strapped to their hands, smiled helplessly at the Wen family.