Yun Mian was reborn in the 1980s, becoming a helpless little orphan. Fortunately, her dad brought her home, and her grandparents doted on her like the apple of their eye.
Her grandma pointed ...
Yun Mian had a serious look on her face, and recited the two recipes of "Mankouxiang" to Yun Aiguo and his son, just like a primary school student reciting a lesson.
"Grandpa, Dad, that's what the immortal grandfather told me last night. Is clove a flower? Is cinnamon a very expensive pig skin? Is cardamom a fruit that grows on grass?"
After Yun Mian finished reciting, he transformed into a man and asked Yun Aiguo and his son in a baby voice.
Hearing her recite so much in a baby voice, even though she stumbled a few times along the way, Yun Aiguo and his son, the Third Master, and Lu Feng were still stunned.
At this moment, the four of them felt a surge of emotions in their hearts.
Yun Aiguo: You are worthy of being my granddaughter.
Yun Yongcheng: You are worthy of being my daughter.
Lu Feng: She can recite recipes even before she starts learning. She is indeed the little sister that the Third Master likes.
The third young master smiled happily, staring at Yunmian without blinking, his obsidian eyes shining brightly.
Fen Dudu is so amazing, much more amazing than those kids in Yucheng.
"Yongcheng, the immortal has passed on the braised food recipe to our Mianmian."
Yun Aiguo came back to his senses from the shock and couldn't control his inner excitement for a moment. He stood up and pulled Yun Yongcheng hard, speaking in a loud voice.
Fortunately, today was market day and the supply and marketing cooperative was quite noisy with people coming and going, so his howl did not attract the attention of passers-by.
Yun Yongcheng hurriedly reminded: "Dad, please speak softly, otherwise others will think we are crazy."
"Yes, yes, such a good thing cannot be known to outsiders."
Yun Aiguo quickly lowered his voice.
Afraid that Yun Mian would forget the recipe taught by the immortal as soon as she turned her back, Yun Aiguo hurriedly instructed Yun Yongcheng: "Yongcheng, go to the counter and buy a pen and a notebook to write down the recipe that Mian Mian just mentioned."
Yun Yongcheng deliberately stood still and asked Yun Aiguo, "Dad, we don't often make braised food at home, so why should we remember the braised food recipes?"
Yun Aiguo glared at him unhappily.
"Of course it's the braised food business."
Hearing this, Yun Yongcheng was overjoyed. He turned his head to look at the little girl, his eyes full of admiration.
When he learned that he wanted to go into business, his father was so angry that he wanted to eat him. But after a few words from the little girl, his father changed his attitude and supported him to go into business. The little girl is so amazing, she is really his lucky star.
"Dad, do you support me in going into business?"
Seeing Yun Yongcheng standing there motionless and asking questions even though he already knew the answer, Yun Aiguo was so anxious that he slapped him on the butt in front of Lu Feng's third master Yun Mian.
"The gods all say that you can become a big boss in the future, and our Yun family will become rich. How can I support you?"
Yun Yongcheng rubbed his butt that was hurt by Yun Aiguo's spanking. He didn't mind at all and asked happily, "Dad, what about my mom..."
Yun Aiguo patted his chest and assured: "Hurry up and buy some paper and pen. I'm here, and I'll be responsible for convincing your mother to support you."
"Thank you, Dad."
Yun Yongcheng then ran towards the glass counter where stationery was sold.
In less than five minutes, Yun Aiguo saw him coming back with a notebook and a bamboo ballpoint pen.
"Mianmian, do you still remember what the immortal grandfather said to you? Recite it again and I'll ask your father to write it down."
Yunmian nodded quickly.
"Grandpa, I remember it very, very clearly."
Under Yun Aiguo's nervous gaze, Yun Mian easily recited two braising recipes from the song "Fragrant Mouth".
When the sound of milk fell, Yun Aiguo turned around and asked Yun Yongcheng nervously, "Have you remembered it?"
Yun Yongcheng handed him the notebook to look at.
"I've got it down, word for word."