Just as Liu Mang cut the remaining half of the chicken and sent it to the bar, a fashionably dressed woman wearing glasses and a crimson windbreaker walked in.

"Excuse me, this is the Hermit's Shop, right?"

"Yes. Liu Mang replied.

"Are you the boss?" the woman asked.

"yes. ”

"Oh. The woman removed her glasses from the bridge of her nose and began to look at the shop.

"You may be seated. Liu Mang greeted.

The woman reached out and touched the chair at the bar, leaned in front of her eyes to take a closer look, and then sat down.

"Very picky. Liu Mang glanced at it and thought to himself.

The hygiene of the store is done every day, and because there are not many customers, so it is very clean, although it is not clean, but compared to the general small shop, it is much cleaner.

"Boss, what do you have to eat here?" the woman asked.

"Oh, the dish served today is 'Fengzangdan'. ”

"Fengzang Dan, roast chicken?" the woman replied, glancing at Tanya's plate next to her.

"Sort of, but my roast chicken is a bit special, it's roasted first and then smoked. ”

"Alright, get me one. ”

"Okay, please wait. Liu Mang nodded, walked into the back kitchen, lifted the lid of the stainless steel bucket, and brought out a smoked chicken.

"Looks really good. The woman nodded slightly.

Liu Mang chopped the smoked chicken, put it on a plate, served it with sour plum sauce, and sent it to the bar: "Please use it." ”

The woman took out a tissue from her bag, wiped the chopsticks carefully, then picked up a piece of smoked chicken, brought it to her mouth and took a bite.

When the sweet taste of chicken swayed in her mouth, the woman's slightly furrowed eyebrows relaxed.

"1103 is right, the craftsmanship of this shopkeeper is enough to make people leave everything behind. ”

The woman's name is Lu Heling, and her job is the financial director of a multinational company, but she also has an identity - Michelin's food reviewer. Today, she specially rushed to Fengcheng to taste the dishes that were full of praise in 2394 mouths.

Swallowing the chicken in his mouth reluctantly, Lu Heling picked up another piece.

This time, she dipped the chicken nuggets in the sour plum sauce in a small dish and brought them to her mouth again.

"The sour plum sauce tastes so good!"

Liu Mang's homemade sour plum sauce is translucent and golden in color, like unsolidified amber.

Eat it in the mouth with sour and sweet, full of relish. Paired with the tenderness and sweetness of the chicken, every bite is unforgettable.

"Boss, this sauce is your homemade, right? The sour plum sauce sold on the market doesn't have such a good taste. Lu Heling asked.

"That's right, this sour plum sauce is indeed homemade. ”

"How do you do it?" Do you marinate the green plums with salt first, boil them and then put sugar?" Lu Heling usually likes to go to the kitchen, and his skills are not bad.

"It's pretty much the same, but instead of sugar, my sour plum sauce is filled with wild honey. ”

"No wonder. I've heard people say, you don't have a menu, you can eat whatever you want?"

"In principle, you can, but it depends on whether I have the ingredients ready. ”

"That's right. Lu Heling lowered his head and tasted the dish in front of him with peace of mind.

"Boss, how much?" Reluctantly picked up the last piece of smoked chicken and put it in her mouth to eat, Tanya wiped her mouth with a face towel.

"A hundred. ”

Tanya took out a hundred-yuan bill from her purse and put it on the table, picked up the camera on the table and shook it: "Boss, do you want the photo you took today? I'll send it to you if you want." ”

"Thanks, don't. Liu Mang smiled and shook his head.

"Well, I'll come back next time. Tanya pushed the door open and walked out.

"Boss, can you give me another one?" Lu Heling was a little embarrassed: "Although I have been losing weight recently, I really can't resist the deliciousness of this dish." ”

"Okay. Liu Mang immediately turned back to the back kitchen and sent another one.

"Boss, how long have you been open here?" Lu Heling picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of smoked chicken and tasted it, with an intoxicated expression on his face.

"Not long, less than half a year. Liu Mang replied.

"It's only been half a year, and have you opened another store before?"

"Opened. ”

"Then how long have you been learning to cook?" Lu Heling asked again.

"Not long, more than three years, almost four years. ”

"It's only been three years?" Lu Heling was a little unconvinced: "The taste of this dish is difficult for many chefs who have been famous for a long time to grasp." ”

"Maybe I was born to do it. Liu Mang smiled shyly, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time: "I have something to go out for." ”

"Okay. ”

Liu Mang took out a smoked chicken from the stainless steel vat, chopped it all into pieces, and put it in a crisper box.

Lao Dai left in a hurry today, so Liu Mang was going to send him a smoked chicken over and let him try it too.

"Twenty-four buildings in Longjia Community, Fulin Road, should be here. ”

Lao Dai's rented place is not far from Liu Mang's shop, only two or three hundred meters away.

This is an old neighborhood, and many of the houses have mottled facades and are crawling with green vines.

"Knock knock. Climbing to the fifth floor, Liu Mang knocked on the door.

"Huh, boss, why are you here?" opened the door by a young man, who was Lao Dai's son who was studying at Fengcheng Institute of Technology.

"Where's Lao Dai?"

"My dad is eating, come in. Lao Dai's son greeted warmly.

"Old Dai, good evening. Walking into the house, Lao Dai was sitting at a small square table, and when he saw Liu Mang coming, he quickly stood up.

"Boss, how did you find it?" said Lao Dai's face was a little surprised.

"I'm here to bring you food. Liu Mang glanced at the table and said.

It can be seen that Lao Dai and his food are not very good. There are only two bowls of rice on the table, a plate of pickled radish, and a dish of cucumber fried oil residue.

Putting the plastic bag in his hand on the small square table, Liu Mang spoke: "Didn't you ask me how to smoke chicken in lychee shells today, this box is the finished product." ”

"What's so embarrassing? I just asked casually, I really don't need to. ”

"Lao Dai, what are you doing with me politely?" Liu Mang opened the bag and took out the smoked chicken inside: "Taste it, it's still hot." ”

"Boss, how much does this cost?" Lao Dai began to pull money out of his pocket.

"Old Dai, you're boring like this. Liu Mang took Lao Dai's arm: "I'm lazy, I opened the store late, and you took out the garbage for me every day, and I haven't had time to thank you yet." ”

"It's not my job. Seeing Liu Mang's insistence, Lao Dai couldn't say anything.

"Son, move a chair and let the boss sit down and eat. ”

"No, not really. Liu Mang waved his hand again and again and walked towards the door: "I still have customers in the store now." ”

After Liu Mang left, Lao Dai first picked up a piece of smoked chicken and sent it to Xiao Dai's bowl, and then tasted it himself, and suddenly every wrinkle on his face revealed joy.

"The boss is right, the chicken smoked with lychee shells is really delicious!"