Meng Fei quickly scooped a bucket of water from the water tank for the little guy.
When the little squirrel saw the water coming, he dived directly into the scoop and started drinking it in big gulps.
After drinking the water, the little squirrel burped contentedly, rubbed its round belly with its two paws, and turned its gaze to the bag of potato chips again.
That feeling just now was so strange.
Although it's a bit painful, it feels so good!
No! I have to eat a few more bites.
Thinking of this, the little squirrel rushed to the bag of potato chips again, grabbed a chip and started eating it.
At this time, Meng Fei discovered that the little squirrel's lips had been swollen due to the spiciness, as if two sausages were hanging on them.
But even though it was so spicy, the little squirrel didn't stop and kept chewing the potato chips.
The three people watching on the side burst into laughter.
"Grandpa, grandpa! This little squirrel is also a foodie."
The day passed happily. In the evening, Meng Fei cooked a few delicious Northeastern dishes, which were highly praised by the grandfather and grandson.
Even had a drink out of pleasure.
After three rounds of wine, the dishes have five flavors.
Meng Fei and Old Liu were sitting in the yard, enjoying the breeze and chatting, while the little girl was playing mobile games in the house.
Mr. Liu felt a little dizzy at this time. Normally, it would be fine if he drank two cups of wine, but today, he started to walk in a distorted way after only one cup.
"Meng Fei, hiccup~~Actually, we didn't come here just to have fun this time. I saw the peony fish fillet you made in the live broadcast before. Your knife skills were amazing!
And the egg custard you made, others may not be able to tell, but who am I? I am the president of the Chinese Chefs Association! ! I can tell it’s different at a glance, that’s the state banquet egg custard! Burp~~~"
Meng Fei looked at Old Liu in surprise. Although he had guessed that Old Liu's identity was not simple, he didn't expect it to be so important!
"Haha, please stop praising me. I'm just an ordinary boy from the mountains. The reason why I cook delicious food is because of the good ingredients. Everything in the mountains is pure, natural, pollution-free green food, so the food tastes so good."
Hearing Meng Fei's words, Mr. Liu nodded with satisfaction.
"Hmm~ Not bad~ Hiccup~ Not arrogant or impatient, a good candidate! Do you want to come to Kyoto with me to develop? I can guarantee that you will become very famous in Kyoto! Countless noble families will treat you as a guest of honor."
Mr. Liu became more and more excited as he spoke, and had even planned Meng Fei's future.
Meng Fei sighed and said slowly:
"Mr. Liu, I appreciate your kindness. I think the mountains are pretty good. They are simple and affluent. There are no intrigues, no mortgages or car loans. Isn't it a blessing to live happily every day?"
After hearing Meng Fei's words, the old man was shocked and the drunkenness dissipated a lot.
Yeah~
Who says that being rich and powerful is happiness? Who says that being admired by everyone is happiness?
If I retire one day, can I live a simple and happy life like Meng Fei?
Thinking of this, Mr. Liu sighed and murmured to himself:
"Haha... after living for most of my life, I'm not even as good as a little kid, hahaha."
Mr. Liu did not try to persuade Meng Fei anymore. The two of them changed the topic and continued chatting until late at night.
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The next morning, after Meng Fei finished washing up, he found breakfast already on the table.
Fried dough sticks, pies, soup dumplings, pickles and soy milk.
At this time, Mr. Liu came out of the kitchen wearing an apron. Seeing Meng Fei wake up, he greeted him:
"Hey, you're awake. Wash your hands quickly and try my cooking. I haven't made breakfast for a while. I don't know if my cooking skills have deteriorated."
Looking at the breakfast on the table, Meng Fei couldn't help swallowing.
This is the breakfast made by the president of the Chinese Chefs Association. Ordinary people don’t get this treatment.
"Don't bother with that, old man. Let's eat together. By the way, where's Jia Jia?"
"That girl hasn't gotten up yet, don't worry about her, I left it for her, don't worry."
After Mr. Liu brought the last plate of pickles to the table, the two began to eat.
It’s no secret that Mr. Liu’s cooking skills are really amazing. Just a fried dough stick is enough to whet Meng Fei’s appetite.
"Mm, Mr. Liu! The fried dough sticks you made are so fragrant. Paired with the soy milk, they are absolutely delicious!!"
"Haha, if you like it, eat more. We will be back in two days and you may not be able to eat it."
"What!" Meng Fei was stunned: "Why are you in such a hurry? Just stay here for a few more days. My home will be quite lively with you here."
Old Liu joked, "You think your home isn't lively enough? There are tigers, black bears, and a lot of other small animals. You'll be busy enough in the future."
"We are here to take a break from our busy schedule. There will be a global cooking competition next month, and I have to go back and prepare for it. Even if I can't get first place, I don't want to be the last one."
Meng Fei nodded: "Yes, with your cooking skills, Mr. Liu, it's no problem. Just this soy milk and fried dough sticks will crush them."
After hearing this, Mr. Liu smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything else.
After breakfast, Meng Fei prepared to go to Beishan. Today was the day to change the medicine for the snow leopard couple.
Because he was worried about the safety of the grandfather and grandson, Meng Fei did not take them with him.
Meng Fei wanted to take the little squirrel with him, ever since Liu Jiajia gave him potato chips yesterday.
He always stuck to her, even sleeping next to the little girl's pillow.
Liu Jiajia was flattered and quickly took out all her snacks to share with the little squirrel.
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