There are two things to sweep the streets in Xiangjiang, eat and buy. So it's a very happy thing for both men and women.

But Huailiang and Lu Luxin suspected that they had swept a fake street, Lao Zhou was not crazy, right?

The three chefs walked together, and it coincided with dinner time, and eating is of course the most important thing at the moment, and it is not normal to eat the same food repeatedly.

Even if Zhou Dong didn't force the two of them, he just repeatedly ordered the same kind of food in different tea restaurants - 'raw fried meat cake rice'.

But in the eyes of the two chefs, it always feels a little weird.

"Lao Zhou, this should be the last one, right?

Have mercy on me, if I see this food again, I will vomit!"

Huai Liangren crossed his fingers and calculated, this is already the third tea restaurant. The name of the café is very interesting, it is called 'Huitou', and this kind of name that implies the philosophy of life always brings people all kinds of inexplicable feelings.

He was very emotional now.

To tell the truth, to be able to operate in a place where every inch of land is at a premium, the standard of these three tea restaurants will definitely not be bad, and even picky insiders like him and Lu Luxin have already filled their stomachs when they go to the second one.

Then the two well-fed guys began to watch Zhou Dong go crazy.

This guy is crazy, every time he goes to the tea restaurant, he orders two things, 'raw fried meatloaf rice' and lemon tea, and every time he has to tell the waiter that only a quarter of the rice is small.

Then I saw Zhou Dong tasting the 'food' very seriously with a spirit of 'the clothes and belts gradually widened and never regretted it, and the people were haggard for Yi'.

Until you're done, then move on to the next café and order the same 'pancake rice' and lemon tea.

Huai Liangren couldn't understand Zhou Dong's approach.

In his opinion, although the 'raw fried meat cake rice' of these three tea restaurants all have a certain level, they can barely reach the level of 'okay', and it is understandable to eat fresh with Zhou Dong's tasting ability, but it is a bit unbelievable to eat three servings in a row.

When he saw Zhou Dong take out his mobile phone to visit Du Niang again, and also hailed a taxi, and told the driver in standard Mandarin that he was going to the most famous 'raw fried meat cake rice' in Sha Tin, Chef Huai finally couldn't help but explode.

"Lao Zhou, what are you doing here?

There are not only 'raw fried meatloaf rice' in life, but also many delicious foods!

Even if you are a starving turtle reincarnated and still haven't eaten enough, can we eat something else?"

He and Lu Luxin can't do this kind of thing when they sweep the streets and abandon their companions halfway, but they can't just be tortured alive, right?

Watching people eat with a full stomach is the most painful thing in the world, if you can add a unit of time in front, Huai Liangren hopes that it will be a second.

He couldn't take it even for a second.

Lu Luxin also looked at Zhou Dong with a strange expression, waiting for his explanation.

Every time she saw Zhou Dong eat a raw fried meat patty rice, she felt that she had gained weight again, could this guy be deliberately sabotaging the old lady's weight loss plan?

"Lao Huai, how could you ask such a question?"

Zhou Dong looked at him, shook his head and sighed slightly: "Don't you know the significance of 'raw fried meat cake rice' to the people of Xiangjiang?"

"Why don't you know? This kind of food first appeared in the 'Kowloon Walled City', and then it was gradually promoted outside the walled city.

Because it only needs lard and pork in any position to make it, it is the cheapest common meat, and at the same time it is full and satisfying.

In that chaotic era, the women of Xiangjiang would always make a 'fried pork rice' for their men on the first and fifteenth days, because in that lawless world of Xiangjiang, only when men are strong can they have a safe home......

But what does this have to do with you?"

"A meal that carries so much hope and expectation is no longer an ordinary meal, and I want to know more about it.

Lao Huai, haven't you noticed the difference between the 'raw fried meat cake rice' of the three tea restaurants?"

"Well, although I didn't eat it, I can see that it should be better than the other.

You go from the worst to the best, but it's in order. ”

"Du Niang is still very effective sometimes, and the search results are the same. ”

Zhou Dong looked at the brightly lit lane in front of him and replied slowly: "There is a 'raw fried meat cake rice' on Jifu Street, Tai Wai, Sha Tin, which is said to be the most authentic.

Although there is no signboard, it has been in business for more than 20 years, and everyone in Xiangjiang knows this old shop. ”

Lu Luxin said angrily when she heard this: "What are you doing Lao Zhou, since you already know that this family is the most authentic, why don't you come here at the beginning, isn't it a waste of time!"

Zhou Dong didn't answer this time, he was squinting his eyes slightly, reminiscing about the taste of the three servings of 'fried pork rice' just now.

The difference in the taste of the three servings of pork rice, the advantages and disadvantages of the method of fire, in contrast, seem to be looking at the palm under the lamp, and even the slightest palm print cannot escape his eyes.

"Every food that has been precipitated for tens or hundreds of years is an inexhaustible treasure, and the simpler it seems, the more complex it may become.

'Fried pork rice' seems so simple that everyone can make it, but is it really like that?

The Sha Tin Meatloaf Rice, which is known as the most authentic one, should only retain more traditional methods and have more advantages, although the previous three have shortcomings, in fact, they all have their own advantages.

As the saying goes, the ruler is short and the inch is long.

Since I want to learn this delicacy, I should restore its original appearance as much as possible, and strive for perfection as much as possible, if it weren't for the time and stomach limiting me, I should have eaten all the 'fried pork rice' in Xiangjiang......"

Since breaking through to the perfect tasting skill, Zhou Dong's understanding of food has gone further; when he tasted at the master level, he was still in a condescending state of mind, but now he is like a stagnant state of mind, and he often feels insufficient.

This may be that the older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous they are.

The taxi drove down a side street, and the familiar scent was coming out of an old shop with no sign.

There's no way not to be familiar, not to mention Zhou Dong, even Huai Liang and Lu Luxin have become old friends with this 'fried pork rice'.

"Hmm, the taste is different from the previous three...... The tangerine peel he uses at home should be a little special. ”

Although the proprietress is middle-aged, but still charming, Huai Liangren raised his eyebrows, looking for food to see people first, with his eyesight how can he not see that more than half of the charm of the proprietress comes from self-confidence?

Where does the chef's confidence come from, of course, it is her family's signature meatloaf rice.

"The hostess, asked for a small patty rice and a glass of lemon tea. ”

Zhou Dong took out a pair of chopsticks, paused on the table, his eyes swept over a 'raw fried meat cake rice' served by the proprietress, and smiled imperceptibly.

The proprietress glanced at the three guests, and finally her gaze stayed on Huai Liangren's face.

She always felt that she had seen this person somewhere, but unfortunately she couldn't remember it for a while, and said with a smile: "Okay, wait a minute, the three of you want a meal?"

Zhou Dong nodded: "A small portion, boss lady, we came from Causeway Bay, but we are not allowed to hide the craftsmanship, no one can steal the ancestral craftsmanship." ”

The proprietress giggled: "Of course, if you want to steal my family's craftsmanship, you are still tender......"