Jiang Yongqiang narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, then swaggered into the shop, plopped down, and ordered Liu Junlan, "Don't you sell soy milk? Pour me a bowl."
As the only son of the Jiang family, Jiang Yongqiang was undoubtedly pampered. He wouldn't get out of bed until late morning every day. Since he got up late, he naturally had no appetite for breakfast.
Now, smelling the irresistible aroma of roasted sweet potato skin, Jiang Yongqiang was actually quite hungry.
The younger brother next to him saw that his boss hadn't overturned their stall as usual, but had even sat down inside the shop. Could it be that he was really hungry and wanted to eat this stuff?
They rubbed their stomachs and felt a bit hungry.
They all looked fierce and menacing as they said to Lin Weiming, "Hurry up, don't let our big brother go hungry. After you're done, give each of us brothers a serving too. It smells pretty good, I wonder what you put in it."
"One order of roasted sweet potato skins." Lin Weiming roasts hundreds of sweet potato skins a day, and his hands are now very quick. He quickly roasted the two skins he had prepared for Jiang Yongqiang and delivered them over.
Jiang Yongqiang took a bite. It was slightly crisp at first, but when his teeth touched the inside, it was soft, chewy, and a little crunchy. The filling inside had the sweetness of radish, the sourness of pickled cowpeas, and the aroma of braised pork skin all mixed together. The taste was complex, but delicious.
"Wow." Jiang Yongqiang quickly swallowed the whole roasted sweet potato skin and said to Lin Weiming, "I didn't know you, a grown man, had such good skills. It tastes pretty good."
"Then can we continue to run the shop?" Lin Wanyue saw that he was eating happily, so it was no big deal to win him over with delicious food.
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