Chapter 901: Five-Body Surrender
"It's so fragrant!" The hot pot restaurant clerks collectively exclaimed, although the smell of hot pot in the store was very strong, they could still clearly distinguish the fragrance wafting in with the wind, the fragrance was fragrant, and the appetite was greatly boosted. In comparison www.biquge.info the smell of hot pot is like a peculiar smell.
"This is Su Jing's cooking skills, and it really deserves its name. ”
"Just the fragrance makes the mouth water flow down, and you can imagine how you eat it. ”
"In addition to the aroma of the vegetables, there is also a strong aroma of rice, it turns out that the rice can really be so fragrant. ”
"Manager, compared to the aroma of rice and coriander that you never forget, how is the fragrance wafting from the other side?"
didn't hear the answer of the middle-aged man with a national character face, everyone turned their heads to look, but saw that the middle-aged man with a national character face was completely stunned, and he looked intoxicated and moved, as if he had seen a lover who had been reunited after a long absence.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face rushed out of the hot pot restaurant and ran into the opposite restaurant. The waiters in the hot pot restaurant looked at each other, and two of the young men and women couldn't bear it anymore and followed.
The middle-aged man with the national character face entered the restaurant, and saw Su Jing in the cooking, and was immediately shocked, the fire dragon and the phoenix were flying, beautiful, where is this cooking, it is like magic, it turns out that it is not a special effect on TV, but it is real, he took a few deep sips, and smelled the long-lost aroma of rice more clearly, and said in disbelief: "This fragrance...... How come?"
"What's the matter, manager, isn't this smell bad?" asked the young man and woman who came along.
"It's not bad, it's ...... It's exactly the same as the smell of rice I have smelled at home. The middle-aged man with a national character face was shocked, he didn't want to admit this fact, he was still belittling Su Jing's cooking skills before, boasting about another folk master, but now he said that Su Jing and the folk master's food made exactly the same fragrance, isn't this a slap in the face?
"Exactly the same, that is, Su Jing's cooking skills are the same as those of the folk master?" said the young man.
"Wait, store manager, your home is near Zhongyun No. 1 Middle School, I remember that Su Jing's parents are teachers of Zhongyun No. 1 Middle School and live in the left bank community of Dacheng, Su Jing may cook there, store manager, the smell of rice you smelled that day, wouldn't it be made by him?" said the young woman.
"How is it possible, the left bank of Dacheng is more than a thousand meters away from my house. The middle-aged man with a national character face was shocked.
While they were talking, Su Jing made the last dish, and the rice was just cooked, and the time was just right. The waiters in the restaurant, helping to serve the food, smelling the fragrance, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, they could only smell but not eat, it was really uncomfortable. At the same time, they were surprised to find that there were silver threads on the rice, and they were as crystal clear as jade, which looked pink and moving.
Tanaka Yi couldn't wait, first took a bite of rice, chewed two bites, then his eyes widened, and he exclaimed: "It's delicious, oh my God, this rice is so delicious, you can eat three bowls of rice." ”
"It's so delicious, third brother, your Lantian silver thread rice, it's amazing. Xiao Rui sighed as he took a big bite of rice.
What shocked Tanaka Yi and Xiao Rui even more was that after eating two more bites, they felt a wave of heat spread out from their lower abdomen, and their whole bodies were warm and full of strength, which was so comfortable.
"I feel so warm and comfortable, is this an illusion?" Tanaka said.
"I feel that way, too. Xiao Rui said.
"This rice is very good for the body, even more than ginseng. Su Jing said.
"What?" Tanaka Yi and Xiao Rui, as well as the surrounding melon-eating crowd, widened their eyes in disbelief. Smelling the fragrance and seeing them eat so deliciously, the people who eat melons have long been drooling. However, to say that the nutritional value of mere rice surpasses that of ginseng is too mysterious.
"Mr. Su, in terms of details, we will talk about it after eating. Tanaka Yi was extremely excited in his heart, he knew something about Su Jing, and knew that since he said so, there would definitely be no falsehood. This Lantian silver thread rice is so delicious and so nutritious, it's amazing, it's amazing. He finally understood why Su Jing valued this Lantian silver thread rice so much, although he only had a profit of one percent, it was definitely not to be underestimated. Because of this kind of rice, even if it is sold at ten times and a hundred times the price of ordinary rice, many people will rush to buy it.
"Mr. Su, take the liberty of asking, what is this so-called Lantian silver thread rice?" The middle-aged man with a Chinese face finally couldn't help but ask.
"It's my newly bred variety. Su Jing replied.
"That means it's only you?" asked the middle-aged man with a Chinese face.
"For the time being, it's almost like if you want to buy it, at least a few months. Su Jing said.
"Did you cook a meal near Zhongyun No. 1 Middle School a few days ago?" the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face continued to ask.
"That's right. Su Jing glanced at the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face suspiciously, not knowing why he asked so.
"It turns out that the smell of rice I smelled that day was really made by you. The middle-aged man with a national character face exclaimed.
"Hehe, it turns out that you are nearby, this is nothing surprising, this is the original fragrance of Lantian silver thread rice, I just cooked it in a rice cooker, a child can, and I don't need any cooking skills." Su Jing smiled.
"That ......" The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face looked at the Lantian silver thread rice and swallowed his saliva. He wanted to try it, but was too embarrassed to say it.
"You can taste it. Su Jing smiled, picked up an empty bowl, and filled him with a bowl of rice.
The middle-aged man with the national character face was flattered and took the bowl, regardless of the taste of the food, Su Jing's attitude made him feel ashamed, he took a bite of rice and chewed it twice, his eyes were staring at the boss, and he directly ate half a bowl, and then took a bite of each dish, and every time he ate a dish, his expression was a little wonderful, which made the young men and women who came over look envious, and their saliva flowed.
The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face gobbled up the whole bowl of rice, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and bowed respectfully to Su Jing: "Mr. Su, I once had doubts about your cooking skills, I am deeply sorry, I have eyes and do not know Mount Tai." This meal was the most delicious I've ever had in my life. Your cooking skills are simply superb!"
The heart of the middle-aged man with a national character face at this moment is extremely shocking. The rice is delicious, it can be said that Lantian silver thread rice is special, but other dishes are also delicious to the extreme, this is Su Jing's cooking skills, he never imagined before, the food can be delicious to this level, which is beyond his cognition. While he admired it in his heart, he was also deeply ashamed of his previous suspicions about Su Jing.