MTL - After Rebirth, the Buddha-like Star Is a Medical Expert-Chapter 636 millet crisp

   Chapter 636 Millet Crisp

   "Why did you come back so late today?"

   "The weather is fine today, so I chose a longer road to go home." Ning Youguang handed a paper bag in his hand to Shi Mochizuki who helped her open the door.

   "What is this?" Shi Mochizuki looked down at the bag in his hand.

"Senior sister gave me millet cakes." Ning Youguang finished speaking, thinking that Mochizuki probably didn't know what millet cakes were, and explained again, "Senior sister made it by her mother and sent it to her from her hometown in Jiangxi. I just shared some for everyone in our office, it's delicious, you can try it."

   Shi Mochizuki opened the bag and took a look, and found that it was really a white plastic bag containing something similar to pastries.

   "I'm sorry, I'm late, are you hungry?" Ning Youguang saw that he was interested in the cakes in the bag, and thought he was hungry, "Just in time, you can eat a few pieces of millet puff pastry to cushion your stomach."

   Then, she thought that Mochizuki didn't like to use plastic bags, and she didn't like to use plastic bags for food, and said, "Just right, you take out the millet cake and put it in the food box."

   Mochizuki, who has always been particular about diet, didn’t dislike that the millet crisps in the bag were packed in plastic bags.

   Instead, he stretched out his hand and took out a bag of millet crisps in the paper bag, unwrapped it, took out a whole piece and put it in his mouth and ate it, "It's quite sweet."

   "It's very sweet." Ning Youguang said with a smile, "This millet cake is made by my sister's mother using the maltose she boiled. You like to eat more. Maltose can strengthen the spleen and stomach."

   Shi Mochizuki swallowed the millet cake in his mouth and frowned, "A lot of them are broken."

"Don't be obsessive-compulsive, you can't eat it if it's broken?" Ning Youguang gave him a sideways look, "Senior sister's hometown is in a remote village in Jiujiang, Jiangxi, and her mother turned around to send her this millet cake she made by herself. It took three trips to arrive at the county seat to send it to her, and it is also a great blessing for us to eat, cherish the blessing, Mr. Shi."

   Mochizuki immediately apologized, "Sorry, I was wrong."

  Ning Youguang stretched out his hand and squeezed it, Mochizuki just shoved a mouthful of millet cake, but before he had time to swallow his bulging face, "Don't be so serious."

   She laughed, "I just said that casually."

  Shi Mochizuki's eyes regained a smile, "This millet cake is so precious, I'll put it away now, and let us eat it slowly until the Chinese New Year."

   Hearing his words, Ning Youguang laughed out loud, "What a coincidence, do you know why we can eat the millet cake made by my sister's mother at this time?"

   Mochizuki shook his head.

   "Because it's almost New Year's Eve."

  “?”

  Ning Youguang knew that Mochizuki still didn't understand, so he explained to him, "Senior sister said that this millet cake is a kind of food that every family in their home village would make in large quantities before the Chinese New Year."

   "How big is the large batch?" Mochizuki asked casually when he took another bite of the millet cake.

   "A few hundred pounds."

   "..." Mochizuki almost choked with shock, "There are so many, do you want to sell them?"

  Ning Youguang shook his head, "No, the family eats it by themselves."

   "Eat it yourself?" Shi Mochizuki was stunned, "How can you finish eating so much?"

   can never be a staple food.

   Anyway, Mochizuki doesn’t quite believe that there are places in Jiangxi that will take such sweet pastries as staple food.

  If it’s not a staple food, how do you eat it? A rural family can eat several hundred catties of millet crisps a year? 1314

   (end of this chapter)