The dim sum comes in a variety of shapes, but each one is beautiful.

"It's an apple, meow. ”

"It's a tomato, Wang. ”

"Cabbage, meow. ”

"Carrots, Wang. ”

"Grapes, meow. ”

“......”

Ning Meng: "These are fruits and vegetables." ”

Boy: "Yes, my idea is to make the snacks in the shape of fruits and vegetables. When I went to Japan to study art, I thought Japanese Japanese sweets were beautiful in shape, but the taste was not what I liked. I thought that using our traditional craftsmanship to make beautiful confectionery would not be lost to Wagashi. ”

Ning Meng couldn't wait for a long time, took a peach-shaped snack and tasted it, frowning slightly, "This is bean paste filling, I thought it was peach flavor." ”

The boy rubbed his hands, "So that's why I want to learn art over there." I can make each snack look like a fruit or vegetable, but I can't guarantee that it tastes the same as the fruit. But he can do it. At first glance, the lemon-shaped dim sum he made tasted similar to lemon, but it was even better than the real lemon, and I thought that only gods could make such a taste. ”

Although the boy is a compliment, but in Mingxi's voice, this boy is really sensible. Isn't this just a snack that only a god can make?

Probably because the young man finally got Mingxi's temper right, Mingxi no longer put on a shelf, but walked to the dining table and took a piece of pineapple-shaped dim sum and tasted it: "It must have its surface, the taste, it's just an ordinary dim sum." However, it is not easy for an ordinary person to make such a thing. ”

Black and white each took one and tasted it at this time.

Black: "This is really delicious, it's the best bean paste I've ever tasted." It's soft and fluffy, and it's not too sweet and greasy, except for the dim sum made by Lord Mingxi, this is the most delicious dim sum, meow. ”

Bai Ye: "The dim sum made by Lord Mingxi is naturally unmatched, but this one can really be ranked second." Woof. ”

The boy's eyes lit up, "Really, is it possible that this kind of snack I made is popular?"

Ning Meng: "It's not that it's possible to be popular, but it's definitely popular." If you put it in a dim sum shop, it is still very attractive. The shape of your dim sum is okay, and the taste is also top-grade, if it weren't for my taste in the worry house, I would definitely be moved to see your dim sum. ”

The boy paused, "Yes." If I hadn't just tasted that lemon snack, I would have almost felt like I was running out of steam. It seems that my dad is right, and he is as good as a cloud, how can he allow me to make a mistake at will. I'd better go back and make traditional dim sum. ”

Ning Meng: "Even if the master is like a cloud, but the master can't cover all the places that are not given, as long as he can use his own strength to shine on the people who have the most mushrooms, it is also a joy in life." If it were me, I'd love to eat your sweets again. ”

The flame in the boy's heart lit up again, "So you also hope that I can continue to make fruit and vegetable snacks?"

Ning Meng nodded, "Of course." ”

Boy: "Okay, then please help me make my wish come true." I'm willing to pay. ”

Ning Meng thought for a while: "Then bring me the new dim sum you will come out every time in the future." ”

The boy nodded desperately and agreed.

The boatload of dim sum was placed on the table, and Ning Meng liked it no matter how she looked at it. The most important thing is that there is only one of each kind of fruit and vegetable, and if you eat this, you won't have it. It is precisely because it is a "unique product" that Ning Meng cherishes it extraordinarily.

Bai pressed the calculator: "Boss Meng, you didn't charge this time, according to the tasks to be completed below, this time it is another loss-making transaction, Wang." ”

Ning Meng: "No, didn't that young man promise to supply snacks to our worry house?"

Bai: "It's not to supply snacks to the worry house, but to give you a taste every time a new product is released, and if it's white, it's just for you, and it's a new product." Who knows when he'll release a new product. What a foodie mistake, Wang. ”

Ning Meng: "I'm a foodie, you yourself were very happy to eat just now, why is it me now, don't eat if you have the ability." ”

Bai: "How old are you and still quarreling with children, it's really not level, Wang." ”

Ning Meng: "My lifespan is a fraction of your life, okay, you, an old man who has lived hundreds of years, still dare to be younger than me?"

As soon as Ning Meng said this, she immediately felt that she was about to provoke the anger of the public.

According to her, the people in this room are all old people. She hurriedly wrapped up her heart, thinking that it would be best to quietly return to her room first.

When Ning Meng stepped on the first step, Mingxi said slowly: "What? Now that you have learned to eat alone, you don't even care about entrusting Rao with tasks?"

Ning Meng's feet stopped in mid-air like that, but Mingxi scooped her up, and when she reacted, she was already in the dim sum shop of the boy's house.

Ning Meng looked at the empty two hands, "Where is my dim sum boat?"

Mingxi: "Of course it's in the Worry Relief House?"

"That ......"

"I've asked Black and White to choose what he likes to eat. ”

"Mingxi!"

"Instead of that, you should think about how long you're going to stay in this position?"

Ning Meng noticed that he was landing on one leg, the other leg maintained the posture of going up the steps, and the two hands that were holding the snack boat just now looked like they were holding a big pumpkin in the void, no matter how you look at it, it makes people feel extremely weird. Passers-by looked sideways, and even Mingxi hid far away, swearing that he never knew this person.

The worst thing is that Ning Meng is now wearing overalls, but she is wearing slippers on her feet, or her pair of lemon yellow slippers that don't let others move when she is killed, and now they have become black.

Ning Meng stood upright to make herself look less weird, and Mingxi had already lost a pair of sneakers to Ning Meng.

"This outfit should be paired with white heels instead of white sneakers. ”

"Do you still have air traffic control? If you don't like it, forget it. ”

Ning Meng saw that Mingxi was about to take away the shoes again, so she hurriedly changed them obediently.

The boy's confectionery shop looks like an old shop. Because it is too old, the whole store has a strong sense of history, and the new signboard is a little more heartfelt. The lightbox sign and the original store's décor really don't match each other, and it looks a bit nondescript anyway.

It is a long-established restaurant with a history of more than 100 years, and it can be a delicacy in the inheritance, but for one reason or another, it has become an old restaurant that is almost forgotten.

Ning Meng walked over, the boy didn't seem to be at home, there was only an old man and a middle-aged man in the store, who should be the boy's grandfather and father.

"What do you want to buy? Now it's just butterfly crisps. "Middle-aged humane.

Ning Meng: "Then buy some butterfly cake and try it." ”

The middle-aged man weighed a little butterfly crisp and gave it to Ning Meng: "Ten yuan." ”

Ning Meng was a little depressed, the price of this butterfly crisp was too cheap.

The middle-aged man seemed to see Ning Meng's thoughts, and said: "I will count the customers who come to my store for the first time, and I will sell them at the original price next time." See what? ”

Ning Meng saw that there was a wooden sign handwritten in red paint standing where the middle-aged man was tapping, which read "Half price for the first time". Due to the baptism of wind and frost over time, the original wood color can no longer be seen in the wood brand, but is greasy and black in color, and it feels dirty when it looks dirty.

In my heart, if this was not the store of the young man's house, if it weren't for the fact that the young man was the client, if he just saw it on the road, Ning Meng would never have entered such a store.

No matter how good the owner's craftsmanship is, Ning Meng is reluctant to try.

Ning Meng asked, "How do you know that I am a first-time visitor?"

The middle-aged man smiled, "There are only a few regular customers in this shop, and they usually order takeout." Those who came to the store were curious to try something new, but they didn't come the second time. ”

Ning Meng asked, "Then why do you want to set up such a sign?"

The old man in the house: "That's a tradition passed down from our ancestors, so don't talk about it." My father is confident in his craft, and if he eats his dim sum once, there will be a second or third time, and even if it is not half price, people will flock to it, and this is the charm of my family's dim sum. Ahem, ahem. ”

It had obviously been a long time since the old man had spoken so many words in one breath, but when he mentioned dim sum he was still in high spirits, as if he were still young and the shop was still as brilliant as it was at that time.

The middle-aged man drove the old man back to the house with coaxing, and said to Ning Meng: "Don't listen to the old man's words." Where are people eating such snacks now, everyone's appetite is tricky. Then he went back to the house.

Ning Meng didn't look like he was doing business at all, even in the face of a "guest" like her, his face was perfunctory.

Ning Meng took out a piece of butterfly cake from her pocket, broke it in half, gave half to Mingxi and half to eat herself.

After tasting it, Ning Meng: "The taste is indeed very ordinary, or was this taste already delicious a hundred years ago?"

Mingxi: "Even a hundred years ago, there were a lot of better dim sum on the market. If it was like this, it wouldn't have tasted on the table, and this store would never have opened now. ”

"That's weird, but this shop has continued to this day after all. ”

Mingxi and Ning Meng were chatting, and it happened that the young man came back, carrying a big box as usual, and it seemed that he was sending snacks to the old patron again.

The young man was a little happy and a little embarrassed to see Ning Meng.