Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Wu Sansheng brought the fried shrimp to Wu Ling, and said in a somewhat proud tone:

"I tell you two, don't brag, almost all the fried shrimp in this store in Hangzhou, your third uncle and I have tasted it, but the taste of his family is the most authentic, the green onion and garlic are fragrant enough, the fried heat is just right, the shrimp meat is tender, and the shrimp shell is crispy."

"Come on, Xiao Ling, didn't you love shrimp when you were a child?

Wu Sanxing said as he picked up two fried shrimp with chopsticks and wanted to hand them to Wu Ling, but found that there were two bowls in front of him.

He was just about to ask the boss to add another bowl, when suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and a somewhat familiar smell rushed into his nostrils.

He looked up and saw that a small disposable bowl containing almost half-eaten stinky tofu was handed to him.

In addition to a few pieces of stinky tofu and side dishes, the most eye-catching thing in the small bowl is the red oil and millet pepper that take up almost half of the bowl.

It was red, and a spicy sensation came to the face, and when I looked at my mouth, I couldn't help but secrete physiological saliva.

Wu Sanxing looked at the small bowl full of chili peppers and was slightly stunned for a moment.

He put the fried shrimp into Wu Ling's small bowl, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said a little helplessly:

"You stinky boy, why do you like spicy food so much?

Wu Ling shook his head, looking proud, and a self-created little quote came to his mouth:

"Steel teeth and iron teeth have a small copper stomach, it doesn't matter how spicy and acidic it is, and it's just a little spicy, sprinkle water~" "

Real man, you have to have the courage to try, hehe, third uncle, do you want to eat? It's delicious." As he

spoke, Wu Ling took a wooden fork and inserted a piece of stinky tofu stained with sauce and handed it to Wu Sanxing's mouth, and said with great interest:

"Third uncle, this is fragrant, you can taste it."

Wu Sanxing looked at the stinky tofu that was stained with millet pepper and red oil in front of him, and he only felt his stomach tighten.

The general taste of Hangzhou people is relatively light, although Wu San Province has changed a lot in recent years because of the fact that they often travel south and north and run around the world.

However, he still can't stand this somewhat fatal spiciness.

What's more, at this age, the stomach is naturally not as ...... as young people

Wu Sanxing coughed, waved his hand, and politely refused his little nephew's kindness:

"No, no, the third uncle had mouth ulcers in his mouth two days ago, and now it's not better, so I won't eat it, you can eat it with your brother."

Wu Xian, who was peeling shrimp for his younger brother next to him: "......"

He twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at Wu Sanxing speechlessly.

Third uncle, is it really polite for you to backstab your teammates like this?

Why did you give me this excuse......

"Brother~"

Wu Xian was dissing his third uncle who sold his teammates in his heart, and suddenly there was a grinning little face in front of him, and there was a red and spicy stinky tofu.

Wu Ling looked at his brother and smiled, revealing a cute little dimple and naughty little tiger teeth, and recommended hard:

"Brother, this is really delicious, you can taste it."

Wu Xian looked at the stinky tofu in front of him and his younger brother's small smile, and smiled helplessly, but there was no excuse.

He just sighed slightly, and said with some indulgence:

"Okay, I'll try it." "

Because I have disposable gloves on both hands to peel shrimp.

Wu Xian had to probe slightly, his lips opened slightly, and gently bit the stinky tofu stained with millet pepper that his younger brother inserted with a skewer, and then raised his neck back, biting the tofu in his mouth, chewing slowly.

The first bite is not very spicy, but the unique smell of stinky tofu, and the flavor of the sauce is fresh and fragrant.

Because the stinky tofu pieces were cut relatively large, Wu Qi's cheeks were slightly bulging when he chewed obliquely, which looked very similar to Wu Ling's mouth stuffed before, like a little hamster.

However, this face is much more mature and stable than Wu Ling's little face with a little baby fat, and there is even a trace of ruthlessness in it.

Wu Ling saw that his brother had eaten the tofu, so he couldn't wait to poke his head forward and asked

, "How is it, how is it, is it delicious?"

Wu Xian saw his appearance, a smile involuntarily crossed his eyes, his eyes were slightly bent, and he nodded seriously:

"It's delicious." "

Although people in Hangzhou can't eat spicy, Wu Xian used to exercise his courage and physical fitness.

There was once a tomb of a Ming Dynasty military general in Hunan, because of the humid weather there.

During the two months he stayed there, he had almost every day with chili fried bacon, chili fried potatoes, chili fried chili, chili fried everything.

At first, he was a little uncomfortable with it, but then he didn't get rid of skin eczema and joint pain on rainy days due to heavy moisture.

He also gritted his teeth and ate, and as a result, the more he ate, the more he became Xi, and the more he ate, the more energetic he became.

As a result, although he can't say that he is not spicy or happy, he is also very spicy.

Besides, although this stinky tofu looks spicy, the momentum is not obvious.

In the mouth, there is only a very fragrant and numb sauce flavor and the aroma of chopped green onion and garlic, and there is a sour taste of balsamic acetate in the back.

The taste is sour and spicy, and it is very appetizing.

And the most important thing is that this stinky tofu was handed to him by his younger brother himself, even if it is spicy to death, he has to cry and eat it!

Wu Ling saw that his brother ate the stinky tofu without changing his face, and praised the deliciousness, so he also thought that he also liked spicy food as much as himself.

As if he had found a bosom friend, his eyes lit up, and he moved the small bench to Wu Xian's side, and the originally soft and soft little derpy hair on the top of his head also stood up, and he secretly poked and poked and raised it to Wu Xian's side.

"Brother, do you still eat it?"

Wu Ling picked up another stinky tofu in his hand, and looked at Wu Xian with bright eyes.

Wu was stunned for a moment as he chewed.

He looked at the stinky tofu full of red oil, and swallowed the physiological saliva secreted in his mouth without a trace.

Then his gaze moved up and fell on Wu Ling's face.

Looking at the little face full of interest, Wu Xian couldn't bear to refuse.

He closed his eyes, looked like he was at home, and directly took the stinky tofu into his mouth.

And after the stinky tofu was put in his mouth, the stamina of the previous stinky tofu suddenly jumped up.

At that moment, Wu Xian's neck and the base of the back of his ears turned red visibly, his forehead was also covered with a little fine sweat, and his lips were slightly swollen.

Wu Sanxing, who was sitting opposite him, witnessed his eldest nephew like a chameleon, changing color with a brush.

Seeing this scene, he grinned unkindly, and thought gloatingly:

"Sure enough, as the old saying goes, one thing descends one thing, and if you can obey the current stubborn stinky boy like a donkey, and willingly break your teeth and swallow it into your stomach, it has to be my little nephew."

Thinking of this, Wu Sanxing sighed, shook his head, and sighed with some emotion in his heart:

"Since this stinky boy knew about the plan, his face collapsed as if his daughter-in-law had run away, and his smile was fake like Lao Tzu's trouser belt, how good it is to be so happy now."

Wu Sanxing looked at his eldest nephew, who didn't dare to make a noise after eating the turtle, and poured himself a beer.

While eating the side dishes in front of him, he looked at the little brother in front of him happily.

Wu Ling looked at his brother's appearance of eating without hesitation, and thought that he also liked to eat stinky tofu.

In line with the principle that delicious food should be shared with friends.

He lowered his head and happily inserted the skewer again, ready to continue feeding the rice partner he had just found.

This way.

Wu Xian had just swallowed the spicy and fire-breathing tofu when he saw his little brother plugging it in again.

Wu Xian: "......"

He silently sucked his saliva.

Seeing that Wu Ling was about to insert the third piece, Wu Xian hurriedly put the peeled shrimp meat in his hand into his bowl, trying to stop his movements, and coughed in his mouth and said:

"Xiao Ling, you taste this shrimp first, the fried shrimp in this house is really delicious, the boss has been here for decades, the time-honored signboard, the taste is very authentic."

"This shrimp is not delicious when it is cold, come, while it is still hot, taste it quickly."

Wu Xian remembers that his younger brother loved to eat seafood since he was a child, especially shrimp and dried squid.

When he was a child, he often saved money for lunch and weekly pocket money, in order to buy dried squid and AD milk from the small store and bring it back to eat with his younger brother at night while watching the stars.

Because when my brother eats what he likes to eat, he can't help but be attracted to attention.

And when you are happy to eat, you will lift your feet and feet, and your dimples will be exposed, which is not good for looking cute.

Of course, he also remembered that his younger brother liked to eat shrimp, but he didn't like to peel shrimp.

Because some shrimp have very hard skin, as long as you don't pay attention, your fingers will be pricked and bloody.

Moreover, children's hands, because the nails are very soft, so it is a little difficult to peel shrimp.

He still remembers that his younger brother cried when he was a child because of peeling shrimp.

At that time, he was in a hurry, so from then on, he was responsible for contracting to help his younger brother peel the shrimp.

Because he has been peeling shrimp since he was a child, he is now peeling shrimp quickly and completely, just like an emotionless shrimp peeling tool.

In a short time, he peeled a dozen shrimps.

More than a dozen, red, white and tender shrimp are stacked together, which looks very eye-catching.

Sure enough, when Wu Xian handed over the shrimp, Wu Ling was attracted to attention.

He unconsciously put down the skewer in his hand, looked at the bowl full of shrimp in front of him, and involuntarily said "wow" in his mouth: "

So much?!Can I eat it?"

Wu Xian looked at him and put the skewer down, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the little gluttonous insect in front of him, curled his lips and smiled, took the disposable gloves off his hands, and threw them behind the trash.

Wu Xian's right index finger and middle finger pushed the bowl full of shrimp, moved it in front of Wu Ling, and said with a chuckle:

"It's all yours." "

Brother, I love you to death!" Wu

Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, his mouth cheered, and then a bear hug hugged Wu Xian.

The corners of Wu's mouth hooked, and as soon as he wanted to hug him back, he found that his little brother was like a little loach, brushing out of his chest, and happily holding a skewer and eating the shrimp.

Wu Xian was stunned by his flash-like action, and then sneered and chuckled:

"You, this is delicious, and the greedy look is still like when you were a child."

He shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were very doting on Wu Ling, who was eating shrimp one by one.

Wu Ling shook his head, grinned in his mouth, and handed two shrimps to Wu Xi's mouth with a skewer

: "Brother, this is delicious, you can taste it."

Wu Xian looked at the shrimp that was handed to him, and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Are you borrowing my flowers to offer me this Buddha?"

Wu Ling blinked, and said with a little twist: "Oh, don't pay attention to these details~

" Wu Xian was amused by his small tone, and reached out to scratch his nose: "You." "

Hey, hey.

Wu Ling tilted his head, his eyes were crooked, and he chuckled a few times, and he raised the skewer in his hand to Wu Xian's side: "Ang."

Wu Xian smiled and shook his head, and the probe ate the shrimp into his mouth.

The taste of this fried shrimp is really good, the garlic fragrance is rich, because of the fried reasons, the appearance is dry and crispy, but the inside is white and red, smooth and tender, and the taste is unique.

Wu Sansheng took a sip of wine, and put a peanut in his mouth, which was delicious.

At this time, as if he remembered something, he straightened up slightly, looked at Wu Ling in front of him, and asked with some doubts:

"By the way, little nephew, why are you here? Didn't the second child send you to Germany to recuperate?" "

Two days ago, he told me that your recuperation will not end until at least July this year, and asked me not to forget to pick you up at the airport when the time comes, you are ......

." The expression on Wu Sanxing's face was a real doubt, according to the meticulous level of his second child and the accurate time arrangement.

He would rather believe that the sow went up the tree than that the second child had messed up the time.

And if the little nephew comes back for such a big thing, the ancestral house must be the first to know the news, and it is impossible that there has been no movement until now.

There is only one possible ...... left

Just when Wu San Province staged a brainstorming.

Wu Xian also looked at his younger brother with some doubts, he wanted to ask this question before, but he never found the opportunity.

"Yes, Xiao Ling, why did you come back at this time? Do the second uncle and grandma know?" Wu Ling

was originally happily eating shrimp, but when he raised his head slightly, he saw two puzzled eyes, staring at him tightly.

Wu Ling: The

shrimp in the hand of "......" suddenly stopped smelling, what happened?