Feng Weiguo was also moved when he saw Xu Zhuo's operation.

"Brother Xu, I'll do this kind of thing, he's a child, and he doesn't know what to taste. ”

After speaking, Feng Weiguo pulled Xu Zhuo's clothes: "My medicine, give it to me!"

When he finished eating in the morning, Xu Zhuo saw that Feng Weiguo's clothes had no pockets, and he was worried that everyone would accidentally put the bottle of anti-allergy medicine everywhere and couldn't find it, so he helped Feng Weiguo put it away.

So now Feng Weiguo is pulling Xu Zhuo and eagerly asking for his anti-allergy medicine.

If he doesn't take medicine, he won't dare to touch this bald butter, more than ten years ago, he needed an ambulance for allergic symptoms, and now he is afraid that it is more dangerous if he has allergic symptoms.

Xu Zhuo took out the bottle of medicine from his trouser pocket, stuffed it into Feng Weiguo's hand, and came to the stove.

Satisfied, he scooped a spoonful of bald butter and poured it on top of the rice, and went out to eat it.

Soon, Feng Weiguo also came out of the kitchen with a big bowl of rice.

While walking, he asked Zheng Jia to take medicine with warm boiled water.

Everyone else was not in the store and missed the opportunity to taste the delicious food for the first time.

After dismantling the crabs, Meng Liwei, Li Hao, Yu Keke and Zhou Wen asked Jianguo to help steam their respective crabs, and then packed them out to find a place to do a live broadcast.

And Sun Panpan, it is estimated that she will eat a lot at her grandmother's house at this time.

So the bald butter that the old man finally made is now only eaten by Xu Zhuo and Feng Weiguo.

The other customers in the store wanted to try it, and even asked for a high price, but they were all rejected by Xu Zhuo.

If you don't have enough to eat, how can you take it out and sell it?

Xu Zhuo found an empty seat and sat down, put the bowl on the table, and took advantage of the fact that no one was noisy next to him, intending to savor this bowl of top-notch deliciousness.

The last time Yu Peiyong made the can of bald butter, Xu Zhuo didn't give up much, and only tasted a small spoonful.

And there was only a small bowl of rice, which I didn't enjoy at all.

Today it was made by the old man, and there are still a lot of them in the pot, so he is welcome.

Mix the rice and bald butter in the bowl evenly with a spoon, and watching the white rice grains wrapped in plump fat, Xu Zhuo subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

This rice is so gluttonous.

No wonder so many gourmets call bald butter the best taste in the world.

Just looking at the color of this rice makes you have an appetite.

Scoop a spoonful into your mouth, and the rich and aromatic flavor is paired with oily rice, which is simply the best treat on the tip of the tongue.

When you close your eyes, you can feel the fragrance wandering between your lips and teeth as if it were substance.

The bald butter between the rice grains has a dense taste and a long aftertaste.

It really deserves to be the best taste of the world.

Delicious!

It's delicious!

It's so delicious!

Boss Xu's brain was down again, and he couldn't think of the words to describe this delicious dish.

In addition to being delicious or delicious.

At present, what calories, what cholesterol, all do not take into account.

The only thing I was worried about was whether the bowl of rice was enough to eat.

After swallowing the rice, Xu Zhuo licked the grease on his lips and smacked his lips again.

With this delicacy, it is still worth it in the world.

Those who say that the world is not worth it probably haven't eaten this bowl of bald butter bibimbap.

Of all the things in the world, only food can live up to it.

It's so apt to apply this to bald butter.

But counting the price, I ate at least thirty yuan in that bite just now.

Although the taste is good, the price is too high.

The world is really not worth it.

Eating this delicious bald butter bibimbap, Boss Xu also became literary.

In my head, I was struggling with the question of whether the world was worth it.

After another bite, the world is still worth it.

Life is too short to enjoy the delicious food.

He was leisurely enjoying bald butter bibimbap when Jianguo suddenly came over.

"Xu Zhuo, go and see what's wrong with your grandfather, he stood motionless in front of the stove, and we didn't reply when we called him, what is the situation?"

When Xu Zhuo heard this, he immediately put down the bowl and strode towards the kitchen.

I just patronized and ate, and I forgot about the old man's stubble.

Not only did he forget, but even Feng Weiguo, who took a big bite of rice into his mouth, didn't care about his big brother Xu.

Xu Zhuo didn't understand, why was he still in a daze when he made this delicious food?

Do you think that the bald butter made is not as authentic as Yu Peiyong's?

No, this bald butter tastes great, it's really not inferior to what Yu Peiyong makes.

Whether it is the color, taste or technique, it can be called the best.

Could it be that the old man felt that he had finally surpassed Yu Peiyong, so he was so happy that he couldn't help himself?

But according to the description of the statehood, it is not very similar either.

As far as the old man likes to pretend to be forced, how can he stand in front of the stove in a daze without saying a word when he encounters something happy?

When he came to the kitchen, Xu Zhuo found that the old man was still standing in front of the stove, his expression was not sad or happy, which was very incomprehensible.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Zhuo walked over and gently pushed the old man, for fear that something would happen to him.

"I'm fine, why don't you eat it?

The old man turned his face and glanced at Xu Zhuo, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile.

Xu Zhuo hurriedly said: "It's so delicious, I almost swallowed the bowl." What's wrong with you, grandpa, you finally surpassed Yu Peiyong, you should be happy. ”

The old man shook his head with a smile and sighed slightly.

"The taste of what we make is the same, but I use the top hairy crabs, and he only uses hairy crabs in ordinary waters. ”

He had a frustrated face, and he had compared with Yu Peiyong for a lifetime, although he was reluctant to admit it, but he knew very well in his heart that he really lost this time.

Xu Zhuo opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort the old man.

At the age of the old man, he has already looked down on material reputation.

The only obsession is probably to fight for a breath.

He had been saving up for a long time, and he wanted to be better than Pei Yong in bald butter.

In the end, I still lost.

"Alas, the skills are not as good as people, they are really not as good as people. ”

The old man's appearance made Xu Zhuo feel a little uncomfortable.

He is more Buddha-natured and doesn't attach much importance to anything.

For example, this kind of cooking competition can't be compared, what's the big deal.

But the old man is different, the old man is very angry, don't look at such an old age, but his temper is still very dry.

"Grandpa, if you have a chance, I will help you find the field and defeat Yu Peiyong once. ”

In order to make the old man happy, Boss Xu once again set a small goal for himself.

His posture of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers makes the old man happy.

"You, what are you going to do to defeat Yu Peiyong?"

"I do something casually, and he is hard to catch up with Yu Peiyong. ”

"Oh, really, tell me, what kind of dishes do you make that will make Yu Peiyong difficult to follow?" The old man looked at Xu Zhuo with interest, this kid, when did he have a problem talking big?

Boss Xu smiled slightly, with a determined expression on his face.

"Braised noodles! Will he Yu Peiyong make it?"