All the cuisines in the world seem to have one thing in common, the most authentic is often not in a star hotel, but in a fly restaurant in a bad alley.

It seems to be to verify a truth - 'the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys'.

Mr. Su Wenyu, as the founder of Chifeng Clip, his descendants will naturally have a small business, and there are also joint stores with investors, with exquisite decoration and prosperous business.

However, the Su family has not forgotten its roots, and the high-grade pair shop is just used to meet the needs of brothers and sisters who like high consumption and have a habit of cleanliness, and there are also two old shops on an old street in Chifeng.

The blue brick walls, red-painted wood-framed glass windows, and the 'door curtains' composed of plexiglass strings hung at the door could not be stopped by flies and mosquitoes, but were stunned by the "bang" of the guests coming in and out.

Holding his round belly, Zhou Aiguo felt self-pity and self-harm, just like seeing Brother Bao and Sister Xue's poetry and poetry, and Sister Lin, who flirted with each other.

'This Chifeng, how come there are so many pairs, but my conscienceless little master has suffered the slave family alive?

Oh, this smell is really a little different from the previous one......

The days of living in Africa made him have a sense of smell that is many times more sensitive than ordinary people, even if it is a hundred meters away, he can judge by the smell whether the African lion who is peeing is in the ~ estrus period, if so, how far he will run.

There are still twenty or thirty meters away from this old Su Ji store, and Zhou Aiguo judged that the aroma of the bacon in this pair is different from before.

Although it also has the taste of spices, it is not as strong as the previous chain, and there is obviously a faint natural fragrance that makes people can't help but jump their appetite.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, looking at the pair of clips served to the table by the waiter, Zhou Aiguo felt that he was deeply hurt, and the person who hurt him ruthlessly was the respected teacher.

"What, no more?"

Zhou Dong smiled and looked at Zhou Aiguo, a 'bitter child', picked up a pair of clips by himself, and took a big bite of it, and suddenly a seductive sound of puff pastry breaking came into Zhou Aiguo's ears.

What a beautiful sound that is?

It's like a glacier thawing, the first sound is crisp and abrupt, even a little lonely, and then it becomes dense like bursting beans.

It is as if the earth is rejuvenated, and the whole world is gradually waking up in the beautiful spring sound.

"Well, it's delicious, this trip to Chifeng, sure enough, it didn't come in vain!"

Zhou Aiguo was stunned, with the teacher's reputation on the white case, he would actually stick out his tongue and gently lick the broken puff pastry stuck to his lips?

"You're not going to try it?

With your tasting ability, only in full comparison can you find out where the authentic Su Ji pair is clever,

Compared to the sandwiches you have eaten before, these sandwiches in front of you now are veritable 'mille-feuille puff pastry'. ”

Zhou Dong glanced at Zhou Aiguo with a smile, children who grew up in Africa are used to eating coarse food, no matter how talented they are, they can't find this little gap if they don't make a full comparison.

It must be admitted that the Chifeng sandwich of the previous chain store is the one step that is less advanced than the old Su Ji store, but this step is the gap between 'ordinary' and 'authentic'!

"I'm afraid I'll be strangled, but even if I'm strangled to death, I'll try this one!

There is a famous saying in Africa: 'It is better to die today than to starve to death tomorrow.'" ’”

Zhou Aiguo viciously grabbed a pair of clips, and then bit it hard.

This bitter and bitter hatred is deep.

"Hey, it's a little different......"

Talent is bullying, if you are an ordinary person, even if you beat up on the white case for two or three years, I am afraid that you may not have Zhou Aiguo's sensitive touch.

For chefs, the first important thing is taste, the second is smell, and the third is touch.

The tongue, cheeks, lips and teeth need to be at least 'sensitive' in order to be considered a top chef or gourmet.

Zhou Aiguo is obviously up to standard, especially on the basis of eating nearly ten ordinary pairs, his sense of touch is even more sensitive.

The Chifeng pairs of the previous chain stores also have a golden-like puff pastry, and the entrance is also extremely crispy, but it lacks a 'layering'.

One bite down, the sandwich pieces are broken, although they are crispy enough, but they are instantaneous, at most, it is 'a stirring cool', but the stamina is obviously insufficient.

Su Ji is different about the crust, bite it down gently, first crack from the falling teeth, making a tempting kaka sound, and then the crack slowly extends out like a spider web, and the puff pastry will fall into the mouth layer by layer, paragraph by paragraph, at this time the teeth have obviously stopped, but the cracking sound of the puff pastry will continue to sound.

With this tempting sound, slices of meat with a moderate fat and thin and a faint smoky aroma have already met his tongue and teeth.

This encounter is twenty years.

Zhou Aiguo dared to swear to the sky that it was the first time in his twenty years of life that he had eaten such delicious bacon.

Needless to say, African bacon is often half-cooked, black, black, red, and red, at most it is the ration needed for survival, and it has never had anything to do with food.

Even the bacon sold by that chain store is obviously of inferior grade.

Before, he could quickly name the spices used in the bacon, and even exceeded the task given by the teacher and recognized the sixth spice, licorice, but now he was a little confused.

The pair of this old Su Ji store undoubtedly uses some spices, and Zhou Aiguo even eats it by first cooking large pieces of pork belly with various spices in the soup, and then continuing to smoke the boiled meat.

But he couldn't tell what the spices Su Ji used.

The bacon of the chain store has a distinct taste, with the taste of smoked and the taste of various spices, and it is not chaotic at all, but it is not a perfect combination.

But Su Ji's bacon obviously uses spices, but it is perfectly mixed into a ball, and the first taste makes people feel that the fragrance is long and light, and when you chew it a few times in your mouth, a special aroma of pine smoke will change from light to strong, and finally completely envelop the flavor of spices.

In the end, Zhou Aiguo only felt that his mouth was full of crispy skin and the strange aroma of bacon with a light woody aroma.

They are so perfectly combined, without the abruptness and sense of chaos of various spices, that the more you eat, the more you can't stop eating, and the more you eat, the more you can feel the purity of this delicacy.

This is like a poet wandering in the dense forest, at the beginning it was still full of good words, what 'random spring rest, the king and grandson can stay', but gradually sink the whole body and mind into nature, smelling the fragrance of plants and trees in the nose, the whispering of birds in the ears, and the poems that whitewash the wind ~ flow are all inferior......

"This kid should have some sense. ”

Zhou Dong was relieved, and suddenly heard someone laughing beside him: "The king of the white case in China, like an eagle on the grassland, should soar in the vast sky of the Xiangjiang International Competition."

Why did Zhou Mian Wang have time to come to my small shop?

It seems that I am going to do a loss-making business today, because I have to waive the order for the noodle king......"

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