My healing food
In a city near the sea in the southeast, there is such a restaurant, the dishes are simple and unpretentious, but the boss has made every dish to the extreme: more than ten kinds of rare ingredients, with the whole old hen, just to make a simple plate of Yangzhou fried rice; spent thousands of dollars to wrap all the fresh shrimp on the stall, but in the end he made a bowl of ordinary noodles; It took three days to make a Buddha jumping over the wall, just to give a mediocre yellow croaker as a side dish; Even the eggs were made by him to look like they couldn't afford to eat... The customers laughed and said, "The owner of this shop is definitely an artist!" But Qi Hao just wanted to cry: "Cooking these dishes costs money and life, if it weren't for making money, the ghost wouldn't be too lazy to do it!" ”