The small blackboard on the wall is written with only two lines of big characters: Arctic snow clams, specially made for those who know the goods, [white fungus stewed snow clams] reservation price is 999 yuan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yan Cuishan knows the origin of the Arctic snow clam, but he has never tasted it. These top-notch ingredients have traditionally been enjoyed by a select few.

He walked up to Chu Luo and suppressed his excitement and asked, "Can I see the Arctic snow clams?"

Chu Luo pointed to the kitchen, "You go and ask Boss Mo, he put it away." ”

Yan Cuishan came to the door of the kitchen and asked worriedly, "Boss Mo, can you borrow your Arctic snow clams to take a look?"

Mo Fei nodded, said "Wait a minute", and after making a bowl of Yangchun noodles, he took out the snow clams and put them on the table for him to see.

The more Yan Cuishan looked at it, the more surprised he became, and when he sniffed it again, he was shocked in his heart.

This is the top snow clam oil, and the growth period of snow clams is at least ten years or more in order to achieve a state as white as snow and crystal lubrication. The lifespan of the Changbai Mountain forest frog is generally no more than eight years, which is definitely the forest frog growing in the Arctic Circle!

"[White fungus stewed snow clams] I want to order two copies!" Yan Cuishan said excitedly, "Boss Mo, you only sell this kind of superb product for 999 yuan, it's a great value!"

Mo Fei almost burst into tears, he met a bosom friend, but there are so few such bosom friends.

Yan Cuishan was so excited that his voice was a little loud, and several customers listened to it. When he sat down, the person next to him hurriedly asked, "Dude, what is this Arctic snow clam, it's quite precious to hear what you mean?"

The corners of Yan Cuishan's mouth curled, "Precious? No! It's noble! Arctic snow clams can only be modified by the word 'noble'. Think about it, the snow clam is buried in the snow for 270 days, it can still live, what does it rely on to survive? Moreover, it will live for more than ten years, what is the probability of this? If you can eat Arctic snow clam oil, you should not only thank God for the gift, but also thank Boss Mo......

He seemed to be an orator, and what he said was very infectious, and Mo Fei was stunned when he heard it, but if you think about it carefully, what Yan Cuishan said is not false at all, it is a portrayal of the Arctic snow clam.

"I want to order one!" The person next to him was infected by Yan Cuishan's emotions and immediately paid for the reservation.

"There are still three copies left...... Chu Luo said without losing any time.

"What are the three servings left, we want it!" Ge Liang stretched out his head, and before he could ask what it was, he ordered all the remaining three servings of [White Fungus Stewed Snow Clams].

Smelling the fragrance, Ran Cui's stomach began to growl, her mobile phone finally rang, it was Zhang Xixi's number.

After connecting, Zhang Xixi first said sorry, and then asked, "Miss Ran, what dessert does the owner of the small restaurant want to do?"

"[White fungus stewed snow clams], 999 yuan a piece. Ran Cui replied.

"Can you help us book a few?"

"But...... It's sold out ......"

"Sold out? 999 yuan a copy is sold out? You can't just make a few copies, right?" Zhang Xixi was very surprised.

"It seems to be 20 copies, and it won't take long to sell out. ”

Zhang Xixi was a little disappointed, but he didn't give up yet, "Sister, give the phone to Boss Mo again, I still have something to look for him." ”

Ran Cui came to the kitchen door again and said softly: "Boss Mo, or Fan Hanhan's agent, Miss Zhang, I want you to listen to the phone." ”

"You tell her I'm busy, and I'll talk about it later. "Murphy is really busy, and he doesn't even have time to drink saliva.

Ran Cui didn't get things done, and said a little embarrassedly: "...... Sister Xixi, Boss Mo is really busy, I'll wait a while......"

Yan Cuishan ordered a [stir-fried artemisia] and a [Yangchun noodles] set, which was served quickly. He was a little surprised by Murphy's speed, more than a dozen people were eating in the store, and everyone had a short waiting time.

He tasted the noodles first, the noodles were flexible and juicy, the roots were wrapped in a rich noodle aroma, and the salty and fresh in the mouth were distinct, so that when people ate them, they couldn't help but make a "snoring" sound, as if only in this way were they enjoyable and comfortable.

"I can't get enough of it!"

Yan Cuishan thought about it, and took a bite of the braised egg, "poof", the egg liquid of the braised egg flowed out, the semi-solid egg yolk was dark red, the taste was soft, and it seemed to be like a layer of fine sand when rolled with the tongue.

"No wonder Ge Liang soaks here every day, and the food is really extraordinary. ”

The fragrance and jasper-like color of [Stir-fried Artemisia] constantly stimulated his food nerves, and he finally couldn't help but clip a pair of chopsticks, "Wow, it's delicious!"

His sense of taste seemed to be restarted, and it was the first time he had eaten such a fresh, fragrant, and refreshing side dish, and after chewing a few bites, the artemisia absorbed the strong aroma of lard and ran out.

His whole body was shocked, and he no longer had the leisure to taste it slowly, but took a big bite of it, with a look of intoxication on his face. The moment you swallow it, a characteristic aroma of black truffle comes to the end.

Yan Cuishan's eyes opened suddenly, and he shouted, "Boss Mo, you fried artemisia with lard?"

Murphy nodded.

"Is it the truffle pig from Yunnan Province?" Yan Cuishan decided.

"Yes, but not domestic truffle pigs, wild boars. ”

Yan Cuishan was shocked again, no wonder the taste is both fresh and rich, only this top-notch ingredient can do it.

He ate very comfortably, and when he went out, Ge Liang called "Uncle Yan" several times before he came back to his senses. He glanced at the plaque of the Le Shifang again, and sighed in his heart: "Boss Mo, what an unborn genius, Ge Liang is right, this is indeed the best restaurant in Canghai!"

Ge Liang, Zhang Yang, and Wang Xiaopang entered the store.

Wang Xiaopang's mood is obviously not high, according to the plan, the two of them will end their vacation for more than ten days by tomorrow, but he has not eaten enough of Boss Mo's dishes.

"Zhang Yang, you are taking a few days off, and you finally came out for a trip...... Although Wang Xiaopang's mood was not high, the amount of food was still there, he ate a bite of hairtail fish, and pouted Zhang Yang to continue to stay in Canghai.

"We've eaten all the dishes in Le Shifang, what else is there to be nostalgic for. ”

"But I still want to eat it after I've eaten it all, who made Boss Mo make it delicious!" Wang Xiaopang's words attracted a burst of agreement.

"By the way, when will we be able to eat the [White Fungus Stewed Snow Clams] we ordered?" he asked Chu Luo again.

"Tomorrow at 5 p.m. Chu Luo replied.

"Ha!" Wang Xiaopang's face bloomed with joy, and his mood rose sharply, "Zhang Yang, it's not that the fat man doesn't want to go, we have encountered the force majeure of [White Fungus Stewed Snow Clams]!"

"I'll leave tomorrow at 5 o'clock. Zhang Yang said indifferently

"If Boss Mo has a new dish tomorrow, then slow it down, otherwise go tomorrow. Okay?" Wang Xiaopang put forward the conditions.

"OK, I agree!"

"Damn, you two hurry up, I've spent all my pocket money this month......" Ge Liang said disgustedly.

Wang Xiaopang glanced at him, "Didn't I give you all the money from selling steamed bread and baked cakes?"

"Get out, you don't have enough money to buy a bowl of Yangchun noodles. Ge Liang said grief-stricken.

It was close to 8 o'clock, Mo Fei was idle, and Ran Cui, who had been standing almost all night, came to the kitchen again, took the mobile phone and said pitifully: "Boss Mo, take the phone." ”