Maybe it was Zhang Ping's previous praise that gave Sun Kewei a little confidence, so he didn't take Zhang Ping to the small shops in the alleys, which may not be as good as those big restaurants, but it already has a certain scale, and it is close to the antique market, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

The name of the restaurant is "Booming", and the restaurant is famous for its breakfast, whether it is steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, and porridge, which are the reasons why so many repeat customers come back.

“…… But if I want to recommend, of course, I recommend the soup dumplings in this store, which has a lot of soup with thin skin, and it is definitely the best. ”

The business of this shop is very hot, but when they came in, a table happened to be empty, and as soon as they sat down, Sun Kewei introduced the restaurant to Zhang Ping, and at the same time recommended to Zhang Ping what he thought was a good dish.

Zhang Ping had never been here, of course, everything was up to Sun Kewei, and soon two drawers of soup-filled xiaolongbao were on the table, and at the same time, the two of them each had a bowl of preserved eggs and lean meat.

"I also ate a copy of this soup dumpling xiaolongbao in Dingsheng Restaurant, although I ate crab roe soup dumplings, but I am not very satisfied with what they have there, I don't know how it is here?"

Sure enough, Sun Kewei's expression stiffened, he didn't expect his luck to be so bad, and he actually happened to order the dishes that Zhang Ping had eaten at the Dingsheng Restaurant.

"Although I haven't eaten soup dumplings at Dingsheng Restaurant, this restaurant's xiao long bao is definitely a must, even if it is a Dingsheng restaurant, if you only compare it with soup dumplings, it really may not be comparable. But soon Sun Kewei also exuded an imposing momentum, and he was still very confident in his taste.

Zhang Ping came to taste the food this time, so his movements will be a little gentle, gently bite the skin of the bun, and suck out the soup inside, which is very fragrant and rich.

Only half of it was eaten, and Zhang Ping had already determined that it was this restaurant's soup-filled xiaolongbao that won.

Put the rest of the sauce and bun skin on a little soy sauce and vinegar water, put it in the mouth and have an endless aftertaste, drink a sip of porridge, the slight residual greasy in the mouth also disappears, only the fragrance of porridge remains.

Seeing Sun Kewei's expectant face, Zhang Ping also praised two sentences, which made the former very satisfied.

I have to say that Zhang Ping is also very satisfied, the two stores recommended by Sun Kewei, judging from the taste alone, are naturally not as good as Zhang Ping, but they have also reached above the passing line, and the most important thing is that they use just ordinary ingredients, not like Zhang Ping, which is a very good top ingredient.

This made Zhang Ping can't help but fall into deep thought, he was actually quite disdainful of these solid materials on the earth before, and secretly made a decision in his heart that his shop only provides dishes made with top ingredients.

But Zhang Ping's mind has changed now, a really good chef does not depend on how good the ingredients you use and how good the dishes are, but more importantly, you can make delicious dishes with ordinary ingredients.

If Zhang Ping was more like a cultivator before, and he was inevitably a little arrogant in his heart, then now, he completely puts himself in the perspective of a chef to think about things.

Perhaps even Zhang Ping himself did not realize that he is now continuing to run Ping An Restaurant, no longer just to restore his cultivation, he has become interested in the cuisine itself.

"I think I'm going to have to change my policy and make top-notch dishes that can be sold in the store with ordinary ingredients, so I'm going to make it my short-term goal. Zhang Ping muttered quietly.

"Boss Zhang, what are you talking about, why did you suddenly start. Sun Kewei waved his hand in front of Zhang Ping's eyes, "Boss Zhang, your amount of food is too small, this is only the second store, and there is still some time before the treasure appreciation conference, can we go to other stores?"

When he saw Zhang Ping stop, he thought that Zhang Ping couldn't eat it, so he said so.

"Of course I still go, just eating such a little bit is not enough for me to pad my stomach. Zhang Ping ate all the xiaolongbao in the steamer and patted his stomach.

He was actually despised by an old man, which was really undeserved.

The two continued to the next store, and with the affirmation of these two stores, Sun Kewei no longer flinched, and took Zhang Ping to shuttle through the streets.

Sun Kewei couldn't eat it when he finished eating the third one, and then Zhang Ping was eating alone, his stomach was like a bottomless pit, he simply didn't refuse to come, and he couldn't fill it up anyway, Sun Kewei was dumbfounded, and silently took back Zhang Ping's evaluation of a small amount of food in his heart.

Of course, there are so many stores, and it is impossible for each of them to satisfy Zhang Ping, and there are a few of them below the passing line, and Zhang Ping does not necessarily mean as the store pointed out, but leaves silently after eating.

Whether it is a restaurant or a restaurant, there are no more than several modes, one is money, one is feelings, and one is pure taste.

In the former kind of restaurant, the taste of the food is secondary, and all that is needed is the atmosphere of "the things here are very high-end", and often those who go there are not for eating, but to show their status.

The second time is those old shops, even if the taste is not in line with the current fashion, there will be a group of old customers who have a soft spot for them.

And if you can't create the feeling of eating and eating money, and you don't have a sentimental bonus, it can only be the last mode, but the dishes are not done carefully enough, and if they are not delicious, then the attention will not last long.

So Zhang Ping didn't point out their problems, and he had time to judge.

"It's almost time for the treasure appreciator, let's go to my friend first, and by the way, you can also visit the antique market, today are all big people with heads and faces, and then Boss Zhang will have to pay attention to some image. Sun Kewei joked.

"I'm always looking at the image. Zhang Ping pursed his lips and said curiously: "Anyway, since they are big shots, how did you get into it as a pharmacy owner?"

"I'm not talented, old man, and I can barely be regarded as a person in that circle, but I am usually relatively low-key and inconspicuous. Sun Kewei stroked the beard on his chin and smiled proudly.

"First of all, your behavior of boasting about yourself through others really shows me how thick-skinned you are. Secondly, are you really good at using the term 'not revealing the mountains and not showing the water'?" Zhang Ping has never seen such a brazen person.

"Nothing bad. Sun Kewei said shamelessly.

took Zhang Ping into the antique market, and on the way to his friend's house, he and Zhang Ping also walked around the antique market.

Sure enough, as Sun Kewei himself said, he did have some understanding of antiques, and he explained it to Zhang Ping very well.

However, although Zhang Ping does not understand the antiques on the earth, he has his own way of distinguishing them.

One is to look at the year, Zhang Ping can easily see the exact year of each object in the antique market with his eyesight, whether it is a real antique or not, he can see the truth at a glance.

Of course, the antique market is not only antiques, it also occupies a "play" word, some things and the more ancient the better, such as calligraphy and painting, even if it is modern, modern works, still have its artistic value, for these, Zhang Ping is naturally to see its spirit.

People who can devote themselves to the work will definitely leave traces on the work, which is an ethereal thing called artistic conception, and often only such a person can become everyone, everyone's works are of course collectible, and what Zhang Ping is looking for is that trace of ethereal traces.