Chapter 135 Birthday Gift

"Youyou, take them to the utility room first, don't scare the new brothers and sisters."

Seeing Yang Kang and Yang Du suddenly distance themselves from everyone, Sang Bancheng couldn't help but cough slightly.

"okay."

Sang You nodded obediently and asked the dogs to line up in a row and go back to the house.

"Now that it's not cold outside anymore, let's tie them up in the yard and keep them in the yard from now on."

Seeing Sang You entering the house with five Tibetan mastiffs, Sang Yu spoke in a serious tone.

"OK!"

Sang Bancheng nodded, and then looked at Yang Kang and Yang Du who had walked over again.

"Sorry, we didn't think well enough and scared you two."

"You're welcome, it's good to have a few Tibetan Mastiffs at home.

However, they are quite vicious and sometimes bite their owners, so it is indeed better to keep them on a leash."

Yang Kang slowly spoke up and suggested.

Yang Du on the side nodded slightly.

"Okay, okay, everyone, let's go inside first.

You must be hungry now after flying all the way, right? I'll cook for you."

Ye Rou squeezed out a gentle smile in her eyes and spoke.

The smile on Sang Yu's face suddenly stopped.

She hugged Ye Rou's arm affectionately and said:

“Mom, why don’t we make this meal for lunch today?

Can I give everyone the food I brought from Shaou and the Imperial Capital to try?"

As he spoke, Sang Yu gently patted his suitcase.

"That's okay too."

Ye Rou nodded slightly, with some regret in her eyes.

During the twenty days that Sang Yu was away, in order to prevent her family from starving, she had to cook every day to improve her cooking skills.

Originally, she wanted Sang Yu to taste her current cooking skills to see if they suited her taste.

Now it seems that it has to be put on hold again.

"Then please mother, please take Yang Kang and Yang Du upstairs to settle down. I will take out all the things I brought back to you first."

Sang Yu winked at Ye Rou playfully.

After Ye Rou took Yangdu and Yang Kang upstairs, she dragged her suitcase to the living room and took out the things she had prepared in advance one by one.

"Dad, the Saou ham that took ten years to make is absolutely delicious. I'll cut a plate for you to try later?"

Sang Yu first took out the sealed large ham from the box, and spoke to Sang Bancheng, who seemed to be hugging the dumplings to communicate with each other, but in fact he had long been looking forward to it.

"Ahem, I took it all out and bought it with my money. Of course I have to try some of it."

Sang Bancheng said this almost as soon as he opened his mouth.

After that, Sang Yu took out boxes after boxes of Shaou specialties from the box.

Although the lid hasn't been opened yet, Sang Bancheng has already swallowed several times.

He really missed Sang Yu very much these past twenty days.

Although my daughter's cooking skills are mediocre, compared to him and his wife, she can be considered a plus or minus.

Finally, Sang Yu came out holding a wooden box with peeling paint and winked at Sang Bancheng mysteriously.

"This is a birthday gift I bought from Shaou Auction House specially for you. Remember to keep it well.

Don't let it break during an earthquake."

"Birthday gift? You girl still have some conscience."

Sang Bancheng quickly took the box that Sang Yu took out with both hands and carefully placed it on the table.

After that, he carefully looked at the patterns on the box and stroked the surface of the box with his fingers. After a few seconds, his eyes lit up:

"Is this box an old item? It looks a bit like rosewood?"

"Probably, but this box is given for free. Look at the contents."

Seeing Sang Bancheng's bright eyes, Sang Yu couldn't help but chuckle.

Sang Bancheng quickly opened the box.

Looking at the twelve lively zodiac animals in the box, Sang Bancheng felt happy again.

"These little things look really exquisite, and they seem a bit familiar, a bit like domestic things. They should be antiques, right?"

"These are the twelve zodiac birthday pottery figurines that were exiled from Sichuan Yang abroad during the most tragic war in history.

The value of these little things will be worth 1.3 billion before the end of the world. You have to keep this set of things until the end of the world. Its value will probably increase several times, and it can be kept as a heirloom in the Sang family.

~"

Sang Yu winked playfully at Sang Bancheng.

After hearing the origin of this set of pottery figurines, Sang Bancheng looked at the things in his arms and couldn't put them down.

Even there are only a few strokes in the history books, and something that few people in this era have ever seen, now actually passed into his arms through the hands of his own daughter.

He must have a special fate with these twelve zodiac birthday terracotta figurines!

"Sister, sister, I want a gift too!"

Seeing Sang Bancheng's gift, the twelve pottery figurines were so cute that Sang You couldn't help but be a little greedy.

But it was a birthday gift from my sister to my father, and he couldn't take it.

So, he blinked and looked at Sang Yu without moving.

"Of course there are gifts for you. My sister has prepared a lot of things for you and will deliver them to your room later. You will definitely like them."

Sang Yu couldn't help but touch Sang You's head, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"okay!"

Sang You suddenly laughed with satisfaction.

After that, Sang Yu also took out the gifts for Ye Rou and gave them to her.

The whole family was sitting together and having a great time.

When Yang Kang and Yang Du came downstairs, the table was already filled with ingredients.

The left half comes from Shaou, the right half comes from Chef Xie's family, and the middle is divided with a plate of strawberries washed by Sang Yu.

"Not to mention, the food in Shaou has a unique flavor. The lobster tastes really good!"

Sang Bancheng, who had not eaten seafood for a long time, had eyes full of satisfaction.

Every dish on the table stimulated his taste buds.

"The taste of this lotus root soup is very unique. It is sweet and not greasy. I like it very much."

Ye Rou couldn't help but comment.

Compared to the table full of big fish and meat that Sang Yu brought from Shaou, Ye Rou preferred the vegetarian dishes and desserts made by the Xie family chef.

"That well-off Xiaodu, don't be polite. From now on, you will treat this place as your home. Eat more."

Looking at Yang Du and Yang Kang, the restraint in Sang Bancheng's heart gradually dissipated a lot, and his words became more friendly.

"good."

~~~

In the next few days, Sang Yu's little life was rarely comfortable.

June 10th.

Sang Bancheng's forty-eighth birthday arrived as scheduled.

Sang Bancheng didn't plan to have a big event, so he didn't invite anyone else.

In one afternoon, Yang Kang and Yang Du took on the role of chefs and started cooking.

Ye Rou personally studied longevity noodles.

Sang Yu learned to make cakes by himself.

But whipping cream may still require some talent. It took Sang Yu a long time to whip out a portion of cream.

It's just that she added less sugar, so the cream tastes light and not sweet at all.

In the end, she simply broke the jar and threw it away.

Spread a barely even layer of white cream on a burnt cake, and finally fill it with fruit slices and you're done.

"Dad, come on, come on, make a wish and blow out the candles!"

It was getting dark, so Sang Yu turned off the lights and walked out of the kitchen holding an ugly cake.

However, before Sang Bancheng could respond, a group of Tibetan mastiffs tied by Sang Yu in the yard in the afternoon started to bark first.

I'm late for the hotpot, sorry~
Chapter completed!