Chapter 157: Master Foodie (1)

Ning Meng: "Of course you can." If you don't go, wouldn't it be a waste of this place? Don't you usually like to settle accounts the most? This account can still be calculated. ”

Bai thought of Mingxi, and forcibly suppressed the excitement just now, "Actually, I don't want to go out that much." Don't go abroad, even if it's somewhere else, I don't really want to. After all, there are still so many jobs that I need to do in the Relief House, and Lord Myeong-hee still needs me to wait, besides, ......"

"If you want to go, let's go. ”

Myung-hee finally spoke.

Bai looked at Mingxi's eyes as if they were full of stars, Mingxi is his sea of stars, and what is his is his land!

"Is it really possible? Lord Mingxi? Then Lord Mingxi is going with you too? I'll go and arrange the scheduled itinerary right away. Woof. ”

Mingxi: "I'm not going." I am an immortal who belongs to this place, and now I am also an immortal who belongs to this place, and I can't go anywhere else. ”

Ning Meng: "Is this the rule of your palace? All of this is not allowed to go to other places?"

"Too lazy to explain to you. ”

Ming Xiba continued to close his eyes and recuperate, and really didn't pay attention to Ning Meng anymore.

Ning Meng didn't understand where Mingxi came from, she had done so much foreshadowing just now because she hoped that Mingxi could go with her, but when she heard Mingxi like this, she suddenly lost the motivation to play.

The people who were full of passion just now suddenly became unmotivated because of Mingxi's words.

Ning Meng closed the antelope brain: "It's just thinking about it, in the end, our group of people is not an elf, but the job is different, but it's just a group of social animals." Work hard, don't talk about travel. ”

Mingxi could hear Ning Meng's yin and yang weirdness, and deliberately didn't answer, so as not to invite another scolding for himself.

Ning Meng sat at the door of the worry-free house again, looking forward aimlessly, as if she could see cherry blossoms all over her eyes if she kept looking. Not only does she want to see cherry blossoms with Myung-hee, but she also wants to eat all kinds of delicious food with Myung-hee. If someone else beats all the invincible opponents, then she must eat all the invincible opponents.

However, these wishes should not come true.

Ning Meng thought about it and decided that it would be better to hide these wishes in her heart, or not to make a wish in the Worry Relief House, which would make Mingxi feel troubled again.

Just as he was thinking, a young man dressed as an apprentice chef walked in from the corner of the street, carrying a large box of things.

Seeing that he looked around as if he was lost, Ning Meng suddenly felt kind and took the initiative to go up and talk, "Where are you going, there is a supermarket and a clothing store in front of you." ”

The young man looked at Ning Meng suspiciously: "Sister, where are you from?"

Ning Meng just thought that he came from the Worry Relief House, and then thought that the young man probably couldn't see the Worry Relief House, so he said, "I just happened to pass by." ”

Teenager: "If there is a clothing store in front of you, it's right, this is what they called takeout, no, I'm going to deliver something." ”

It's okay, it's a help to one person today.

Thinking like this, Ning Meng also felt a little more relaxed, and turned around and entered the worry-free house.

"What's so unpalatable, we won't pay for it next time it's so unpalatable." We're your shopkeepers anymore, and we won't be able to patronize your business anymore. ”

The young man held the banknote in his hand, and hurriedly bowed and lost several smiling faces before he came out, and there were still snacks in his hand that the guests didn't want to accept at all, and they didn't bother to leave them at all.

When the boy walked back again, he suddenly found an ancient building on the side of the street, and wondered why he didn't pay attention to this building when he came here just now?

"It's you?!"

Ning Meng and the boy said this sentence almost in unison.

"Can you see that?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, "Is this building? I really didn't notice it when I passed by just now, it was like it suddenly rose from the ground, it shouldn't be a miracle." ”

Ning Meng tilted her head and pondered for a while, "It's a bit mysterious, this is a shop where you can fulfill your wishes as long as you pay for it, you saw it because you have a wish." ”

The boy thought that he did have a wish the moment the delivery was delivered just now, and that was not wrong. After all, I can't fulfill this wish, so I just try, and nothing will be missing, just: "I do have a wish." ”

The young man entered the worry-free house, and Hei naturally brought out the refreshments prepared for the client on weekdays. The boy didn't pick it up like the other clients, but looked at the snack with appreciation.

A delicate black glazed disk drags three lemon-yellow lemon-shaped dim sums, which support each other to create a funny image of three lemons.

The young man admired it for a while, then took out the spoon next to him and gently dug out a piece and put it in his mouth to taste it, and then said: "It's really the taste of lemon, it's even better than real lemons, it's not so sour, it's melted in the mouth, it's soft and glutinous, it's really a fine product." How is this snack made, can you teach me?"

Ning Meng pointed to Mingxi in the rocking chair behind her, "The chef is there." ”

The young man nodded slightly to Ning Meng and ran over to find Mingxi, "May I ask if you made this dim sum, can you teach me?"

Mingxi only chatted with his two eyes in a daze, and his body did not come out of the rocking chair, "Is this your wish to come to the house to relieve worries?"

The boy thought for a moment, "Yes and no." ”

Mingxi closed his eyes, "Go to the front and register your wishes, and then come back to mention whether you want to learn how to make pastries." ”

The young man looked at Mingxi very reluctantly, and then returned to the sofa and sat down again under the leadership of Hei.

Ning Meng: "Now come to your true wish." ”

The boy's wish is also related to dim sum.

According to his grandfather, he was a famous pastry chef at the time, and later his son inherited his father's business, and his grandfather and his father inherited the pastry craft, and he is already the fourth generation here. It's just that the pastries made by their family have a single taste, and they are becoming more and more inconsistent with modern taste standards, so he has always wanted to innovate in the production of pastries.

The boy was very distressed, "What kind of fondant cake is like a pastry cake, and the style of dim sum such as fruit is very beautiful, but it is too sweet; In addition, now that my grandfather is old, my father has no intention of running the family shop, and the taste of our family's dim sum is not good. ”

The boy once thought about making his own dim sum innovatively, and also went abroad to learn how to make dim sum in different countries and regions, but his idea never got his father's consent, so the family dim sum shop is still the same. Seeing that the business is not as good as one, but there is no improvement.

Teenager: "I hope that my family's dim sum shop can continue until my son, my grandson, can be passed down all the way." It's just that now I'm thinking about how to keep the dim sum shop alive. ”

Ning Meng asked, "So what is your wish?"

Boy: "I knew it wouldn't be easy to pass on the dim sum shop, so I wanted to start with the first step. I wanted my dad to agree to me selling my creative dim sum at the dim sum shop. ”

"Your creative snack?"

"Yes, I've tried it, it tastes good, it looks good, and if it can be sold in a dim sum shop, it will definitely make many people like it. If you don't believe me, I can make it for you to taste. ”

Ning Meng is usually a person who likes to eat dim sum, and the taste has long been spoiled by Ming Xijiao, and when she heard that a young man has a nose and eyes, she can't help but want to taste it.

Ning Meng: "Of course, the kitchen can be lent to you, as long as you promise to clean it up after use." ”

The young man nodded excitedly: "Of course." Give me half an hour, and I'll go shopping for something. "I ran away with a puff of smoke.

He's a man of action.

Mingxi fanned the fan and took another sip of tea, "It seems that I am tired of the dim sum I made, do you want to change the taste?"

Ning Meng didn't know what kind of anger he was getting angry with, "If you talk so weirdly, you should be two cooking masters competing together, isn't it good to know more friends?"

"I'm not interested in making friends. Myung-hee closed his eyes again.

Half an hour later, the boy really came over with a big bag, and there were even several kinds of flour.

Ning Meng was surprised: "I thought that all the dim sum in the world was made of the same kind of flour, but now I have really seen it." ”

Before the boy could answer, Mingxi had already made up for the knife, "rare and strange".

Ning Meng didn't bother to pay attention to him, so she invited the young man into the kitchen.

The boy meditated alone in the kitchen for a while, and then he was quiet, after all, the snack he was making now was only practiced once, and his father had forbidden him to make it again. Now that he finally has a guest willing to taste the dim sum he made, maybe this is his last chance.

The young man's hands trembled a little, he clenched his fists, as if he had made up his mind, and began to scoop the dough and fill it with water, add filling, and shape it in one go.

Eventually, the dough that has already been made is put into the steamer and steamed, while others begin to be fried.

Ning Meng had already seen that she only drooled through the monitoring of the kitchen, and Hei also commented on the side that this is good-looking, that is good. Even Bai couldn't help but applaud even after forgetting Mingxi's existence, only Mingxi pretended to be reserved and closed his eyes.

In the end, the dim sum has been fully made, and the teenager begins to put the dim sum on the plate. Ning Meng and the others obediently prepared it at the table, like a group of children waiting for the meal.

The boy held a long wooden plate in the shape of a fishing boat, covered with lotus leaves, and the cabin was filled with all kinds of snacks.