Bring your child to a variety show? Daughter: He is truly my living father!

Chapter 373

"Eat meat!!"

"Eat meat!!"

A group of children jumped out of the kitchen with joy.

On their dark faces, a very bright smile appeared.

They trotted back to the classroom, took out the lunch boxes that had just been washed from the table, and ran back to the kitchen.

They rushed to the front, fearing that they would fall behind.

Director Wang looked at the kitchen and asked.

"What are these children doing?"

A staff member next to him took a sip and said.

"Didn't they say to eat meat?"

The staff who were drinking corn paste had already smelled the meat aroma wafting from the kitchen.

They licked their mouths and looked towards the kitchen.

Xiao Yang didn't know when he got the hang of it.

From a kitchen killer, he suddenly became a kitchen god.

Just smelling this smell made people's appetites grow, and the people in the playground couldn't stand it.

But no one dared to move.

After all, Director Wang didn't say anything.

Who could move?

I could only eat a dry wild vegetable dumpling with the aroma in the air.

I felt that the "bitter rice" in my hand was even more bitter.

Although the staff did not dare to say what they thought.

But Yangyang, Lele, Niuniu and other children,

could not care so much.

When they smelled the fragrance, they just felt that they could not bear it.

As soon as they heard the word "eat meat".

They immediately put the "bitter rice" aside with disdain.

They quickly ran to the kitchen.

They pushed aside a group of rural children and squeezed in front of the stove.

I saw a large pot of pork belly stewed in the pot, mixed with various potatoes, cabbage, corn, vermicelli...

There were yellow corn cakes on the edge of the pot. Each one was a little bigger than a palm, but it looked extremely tempting.

Lele swallowed his saliva.

He hadn't had a good meal since this morning.

And this tasted so good.

It smelled better than the food he usually ate in various five-star hotels and Michelin restaurants.

Lele pointed at the big iron pot: "Uncle Xiao Yang, what is this?"

Before Xiao Yang could speak.

Yang Yang rubbed his rumbling stomach and said.

"This is a Northeastern dish called iron pot stew. I've eaten it in the Northeast."

"But this taste smells much better than what I ate in the Northeast."

"I want to eat it, Uncle Xiao, give me another bowl."

"Okay?!"

Yang Yang tilted his chubby face, and the saliva at the corner of his mouth couldn't help but flow out, crystal clear.

When Lele and Niuniu heard what Yangyang said, they also shouted:

"I want it too! I want it too!!"

The comments were rolling:

——"I have to say, this pot of iron pot stew cooked by Xiao Yang is so tempting just by looking at it. It feels like I can smell the fragrance through the screen."

——"Just this pot, who wouldn't be confused after seeing it. (Drool) (Drool)"

The three children from the city shouted loudly.

The children from the countryside were not noisy, waiting eagerly with their lunch boxes.

Just now Xiao Yang said that he would give them meat.

At this time.

Xiaoxiao looked at Yangyang, Lele and Niuniu,

pouting and reluctantly said.

"This is ours, you should go back and eat the bitter rice."

"This is all for you, what should we eat?"

As he said, he pointed to the corn tortillas on the side of the pot.

"Dad, give me a piece of this."

Xiao Yang looked at the pot and felt that it was almost done.

He first took a corn tortilla from the pot and gave it to Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao took a bite and was stunned.

This is too delicious, the bottom is crispy and the surface is sweet corn.

It is also soaked with the aroma of pork belly.

Xiaoxiao ate it one bite after another,

chewing the corn tortilla in her mouth and said.

"Wow~"

"Dad, this corn paste is so delicious!!"

"My classmates here eat such delicious corn paste, isn't it more delicious than meat?!"

"What's so delicious about meat?"

Xiaoxiao's words made the rural children on the side listen to it and feel angry.

Delicious? ?

Their corn paste is just a little salt as a seasoning.

And it's very thin, you can't get full even if you drink it.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but get angry when they heard Xiaoxiao's words.

The comments scrolled:

——"What is Xiaoxiao saying? She actually thinks that rural children eat good food every day? Why not eat meat paste?"

——"Look at Yangyang next to her, she is angry. Hurry up and give Xiaoxiao a few meals of "bitterness rice". She will definitely not say such things. Can this corn cake be the same as the corn paste that rural children eat?"

——"Hey, I say that city children should experience more hardships, otherwise they don't have personal experience. It's all Xiao Yang's spoiling."

When Yangyang and Lele heard Xiaoxiao's words,

they thought of the "bitterness rice" they had eaten that had no taste at all.I was upset.

He immediately started to yell unhappily.

"Is corn paste delicious?"

"Then I'll trade with you!"

"My meal is still on the stool at the door, you go and eat..."

"Uncle Xiao Yang, I want to eat the corn cakes you made too."

Xiao Yang glanced at Yang Yang, Le Le, and Niu Niu.

Then he waved his hand: "Go away, give the rest to the children here, and you can eat the rest."

"Ah?!"

Yang Yang and Le Le were about to cry out of grievance.

There were 20 children eating here, so there would be nothing left.

What else could he eat?

Xiao Yang didn't care about these little brats.

The 100 yuan activity fund had just been spent,

He bought so much meat just to feed himself and Xiao Xiao.

Then there were the rural children.

He and Director Wang thought differently.

Instead of suffering with these rural children.

It would be better to let these twenty or so children have a few bites of meat.

At this time,

The rural students looked at Xiao Yang eagerly with their empty lunch boxes.

Xiao Yang waved his hand and shouted.

"Line up and come one by one."

After that, he scooped a spoonful of white rice into each child's bowl and poured the broth from the iron pot on it.

There were also small pieces of pork belly, potatoes, and cabbage on the rice.

There was also a piece of corn tortilla.

After each child got the rice, he walked out of the kitchen happily.

They couldn't wait to stand on the playground and start eating.

They hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

The pork belly was fat but not greasy when bitten, and the oil was oozing out.

The rice soaked in broth was like a delicacy from heaven.

Even the corn tortillas made of cornmeal that they usually ate every day.

It was so delicious! !

"Delicious!!"

"So delicious!!"

"I've never eaten anything really delicious!!"

Several rural children actually shed tears while eating.

Not only because they cried because it was delicious.

But also because they hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and they hadn't eaten so much for a long time.

They cried with happiness.

Some children even put corn tortillas in their lunch boxes.

Waiting to take them back to their families after school.

In short, they cherished this lunch box very much.

Xiao Yang reserved the food for himself and Xiao Xiao and shared it with more than 20 rural children.

There was not a drop left in the pot.

The photographer who was filming nearby swallowed his saliva.

"This, it's gone?"

He wailed in his heart.

The "bitter rice" he had at noon was really unpalatable.

The portion was small, and he, a grown man, couldn't stand the hunger after carrying the camera for so long.

Seeing the iron pot stew made by Xiao Yang, I thought I could have a bite.

In the end, not a drop was left.

Not only did the photographer pout in grievance.

Yangyang, Lele, and Niuniu refused to give up.

They shouted in the playground.

"Woo woo!!"

"I want to eat the iron pot stew too!"

"I want to eat the iron pot stew too!"

"All those kids ate it, but the three of us didn't..."

"Wow...we are hungry..."