"Boss, what kind of dish is this, this is clearly vegetable porridge!?" Yu Xiaoyu frowned when she saw a pot of porridge, she often drank this kind of vegetable porridge at home, and she was tired of it for a long time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Lei had just finished gnawing on the last piece of duck neck, spit out the bones piece by piece, wiped his hands with intent, and stretched forward with his stubby neck, "Boss Mo, bring me a bowl." ”

Yu Xiaoyu looked at the fat man Wang Lei with disgust, "Hey, I still eat it, I really can't walk anymore." ”

"You drink the peach blossom and bamboo shoot soup first, and then let the small fish serve [puffer fish mixed drink] after drinking. Murphy said.

Mo Fei put down the porcelain basin, turned around and went back to the kitchen, he still had a [fin wine] to make. Soak the puffer fish fins in a small bowl, rinse them a few times, blot them with absorbent paper, and prepare them to be grilled over a charcoal fire.

Gao Hua had a bowl of [Peach Blossom and Bamboo Shoot Soup] in front of him, a few petals of peach blossoms floating on it, and the pale yellow bamboo shoots loomed, and he couldn't help but think of Su Shi's sentence "Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo".

"Wonderful, wonderful! This soup perfectly presents the artistic conception of poetry, and it looks appetizing. Gao Hua admired as he picked up the spoon.

A petal of peach blossoms, a few shredded bamboo shoots and a piece of ham, along with the clear soup, were sent to Gao Hua's mouth together.

The ingredients are different, the taste is different, the fragrance of peach blossoms, the crispness of bamboo shoots, the saltiness of ham and the richness of soup can be perfectly gathered together and converge into a complete and loud music.

After drinking a bowl, Gao Hua sighed......

Shen Dali was silent......

Wang Lei blushed his cheeks......

Chenchen thoughtful......

Yu Xiaoyu shouted happily: "After drinking this bowl of soup, what else do you want to eat [miscellaneous drink]!"

Everyone's eyes shot at Yu Xiaoyu in unison, "Okay, I'll give it to you." ”

"No, I'll do it. Chenchen snatched the spoon and filled a bowl for everyone.

Yu Xiaoyu frowned, seeing the sweetness they drank, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Gao, is this vegetable porridge also delicious?"

Gao Hua ignored her and continued to drink porridge.

Shen Dali sighed, "Xiaoyu, if you don't want to drink, I can do it for you." ”

When Wang Lei heard this, he also raised his head and hurriedly said, "Let me come!

Chenchen urged her: "Drink it quickly, it's really delicious......"

Yu Xiaoyu tried to take a sip, and the taste was really different. The soup that has been boiled with fugu meat and various vegetables is blended with the white porridge, and it tastes both the fragrance of rice and the richness of the puffer fish meat, and the amino acids in the seaweed are forced out by the heat, making the taste even more delicious.

Her eyes widened, and she protected the bowl and said, "No one can rob me!"

Each person is another bowl, and after drinking, sweat is soaked on their foreheads, and every cell seems to move with joy, dancing in the cold wax moon.

"Is Boss Mo making [Fin Wine]?" asked Shen Dali curiously, wiping his sweat.

Everyone looked into the kitchen, where Murphy was grilling the fins of the puffer fish over a charcoal fire, and slowly, a smell of burnt food came.

Just when everyone didn't know why, Mo Fei put the charred fins in a gray vessel, and carried a wine jug with piping hot Huadiao wine inside, and poured it directly onto the fins.

"Zizi Zi ......"

A faint white smoke rose from the vessel, and the aroma of wine instantly penetrated into the nostrils, not only the people in the house were shocked, but the people outside the house couldn't help but lick their lips after smelling it.

"I really envy them, they don't cost money to eat meat and drink wine!" Xiao Yan sighed.

"What is Boss Mo doing? No, no matter what I do, I have to taste it. "One seems to be swearing.

"It's almost half past five, why don't you open the door yet!" the other urged impatiently.

In the room, each person had a small glass of [fin wine], and Yu Xiaoyu was not used to drinking it, so he tasted it and put it on the table. Chenchen drank half a cup, only to feel that there was a fire hidden in his chest, even in the ice and snow, he would not feel cold.

Gao Hua and Shen Dali tasted carefully, the taste between wine and sea fish soup, the first drink was a little unaccustomed, the more you drank, the more addicted you became, I really wanted to sit in the pavilion, surrounded by the flying snow, and drink while enjoying the snow......

In the cold winter wax moon, with this cup of [fin wine], it is the most difficult to rest in the long winter night.

At the end of the meal, everyone suddenly woke up from their dreams and walked out the door, not in the mud, but in the clouds.

"What are they eating, and why is everyone blushing and smiling?"

"Boss Mo's craftsmanship must be top-notch food. ”

"Well, why wasn't it me who won the lottery!"

Mo Fei took a short rest, asked Yu Xiaoyu to clean the table, and opened the store.

Xiao Yan was the first to go in, chased after Yu Xiaoyu and asked, "Xiaoyu, what delicious food you ate just now, I am hungry!"

Yu Xiaoyu burped, "It's [Su Shi Eight Dishes], a new dish created by our boss." ”

"What is [Su Shi Eight Dishes], I haven't heard of it, can I make it now?" Xiao Yan asked.

"You go and ask the boss. ”

Xiao Yan walked to the door of the kitchen, "Boss Mo, can you still cook [Su Shi Eight Dishes]?"

"Need to book, do you want to book?"

"Oh, how much?" Xiao Yan asked, touching his wallet.

"If you order all eight dishes, a total of 8888 yuan. ”

"I'm dizzy, it's too expensive to eat. Do you have a recipe?"

"There will be a recipe tomorrow and you can order one of the dishes. ”

Xiao Yan sat back in a daze, his heart was surging, if he hadn't had a big mouth, he would have been able to come in and taste what the 8,888 yuan dish tasted like.

"Damn little fat man, his luck is so good, it's time to transfer him to the department!"

I don't know if Wang Lei, who was on the way home, sneezed.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the fifth mourner came, and Mo Fei greeted him, "Old man, I'm just sending you." ”

The fifth mourner said with some sadness: "Alas, there is a fierce wife at home, everything is not going well, I have already smelled the fragrance of fine wine, I have to let me come out, I drank three glasses of water before I pressed it...... Marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous man, you must keep it in mind!"

Mo Fei smiled, "Aunt Qian is worried about your body. ”

"Hmph, don't mention that old woman, how did she become like that when she was like a flower, how did she become like that......"

The Fifth Mourner shook his head and walked into the wine house.

Seeing the fifth martyr again, Zhang Yang, who was sitting on the side waiting for Ge Liang, his expression moved slightly, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

"Qi Yuehong, is there a result for the photo I asked you to check?"

"Yes, that photo was taken 30 years ago, the young man in the photo you said is called the Fifth Blood, who was a very famous food critic at that time, and legend has it that he has a 'divine tongue', and the shortcomings of any dish cannot escape his tongue, and he was once known as the most potential gourmand in a hundred years. ”

Later, for unknown reasons, he disappeared, and no one saw him again, as if he had evaporated from the world. Some say he died a long time ago, others say he emigrated abroad. That's all I have found so far. ”

Zhang Yang's expression changed and changed, and he thought in his heart: "Fifth Death, Fifth Blood Death, how can there be so many coincidences in the world, I can't imagine that you are actually living in seclusion in Canghai City." ”

After waiting for a long time, Ge Liang, Fifth Death and other three people came out, and everyone's faces were filled with cheerful expressions, especially Ge Liang, who was dancing and forgetful, and had not yet woken up from the beautiful dream created by the wine.

The fifth mourner was silent, sitting on a chair, his cloudy eyes shining with a confused light, and he didn't know what he thought.

Zhang Yang asked Wang Xiaopang to take care of Ge Liang, he sat next to the fifth martyr, and asked softly: "Senior, I will ask you about someone." ”