As soon as these words came out, the people on the scene were immediately divided into two types. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The look of anticipation and excitement are all the old customers who came from the old store, and the reporters who feel inexplicable, rare and strange are all coming for Yang Zhiming.

"Lao Yang, listen to my advice, we have known each other for so many years, I will tell you this when you are a friend, I know that Boss Xiaochang makes you unhappy, but our arms can't twist our thighs, we are gone, and we are used as a gunman, why bother!"

The old cat sat down opposite Yang Zhiming, he was a reporter from a food website, and other media personnel who expected Yang Zhiming to break the news and Chang Zhaowu to contribute news and information, he and Yang Zhiming had a good personal relationship, and he really didn't want Yang Zhiming to be unable to get off the stage.

"What is being used as a gun, I'm very happy now, the things here are really wonderful, don't you believe you taste it?" Yang Zhiming wanted to beckon the old cat to eat, but when he looked down, he found that there was only an empty plate left in front of him.

The old cat looked at Yang Zhiming's eyes with a little more sympathy, this old man was forced away by the young boss when he was old, and he was unwilling to want to be angry, so he insisted that the many delicacies under the Chang family are not as good as an ordinary small restaurant? If it is revenge, this method is too naïve.

"Really, you'll know if you've eaten it!" Yang Zhiming raised his hand and wanted to beckon the waiter to order another dopamine tomato scrambled egg, but no one came over after raising his hand for a long time.

Because Takeo, the only waiter at the Text Restaurant, was in the middle of the hall, he pushed the dining cart to Chang Zhaowen's side, opened the silver cover, and on the white plate lay two slices of meat soaked in the sauce.

"Cut, just two pieces of meat are still mysterious! I thought it was some kind of precious ingredient!" complained a mustache, he opened a food column in the magazine, he had been to all kinds of high-end restaurants, and he had never seen such a play.

Chang Zhaowen picked up a piece of meat with a tong, and gently threw it upwards with his hand, and the meat swirled into the air. At this moment, the fire was boiling, and the empty iron pot was steaming on the blue flame, and Chang Zhaowen held the handle of the pot and lifted it up, leaving the stove.

The slices of meat stretched out in the air and fell steadily into the pot, and under the urging of the residual temperature of the iron pot, the red meat color turned powder, and the white fat oil flowers instantly condensed. There is a strange smell of meat in the air, and the aroma of the roasted meat has a hint of fresh fruit, which makes people smell not only not greasy, but full of relish.

Yang Zhiming touched his stomach, he had already eaten breakfast, and he had already eaten two portions just now, why was he hungry again? I hadn't had this strong desire for food for a long time.

Chang Zhaowen picked up a porcelain bottle, waved his hand, and the crystal liquid was evenly sprinkled on the meat slices, the wine was fragrant, and everyone inhaled greedily, as if they were already drunk just by breathing.

"Aged Moutai! It is estimated that it has been at least a hundred years, and this kid actually uses it as cooking wine!" An editor of the evening newspaper is a senior liquor fan, and he smelled the door in an instant, and his face was distressed.

"Isn't it? How much should a hundred-year-old Moutai be sold for? This is too extravagant!"

Chang Zhaowen's movements were fast, no one saw what he did, and with a "whew", blue flames bloomed on the top of the meat slices. The burning slices of meat were quickly placed into a white dish.

Chang Zhaowen's voice sounded slowly: "The dark night flame scorched the pig's spine, the raw materials are scarce, and the limited edition is launched, please bid by yourself if you are interested, the starting price is 2,000 yuan!"

"What?!" An exclamation broke out in the group of reporters, such a piece of meat actually costs 2,000 yuan, and it is only the starting price.

"This shop is really interesting!" someone held up the camera, "It's a new way to mess around, and if there's a space in the social version, it's not impossible to put it." ”

The old cat is also a senior gourmand in a group of reporters, he shook his head, young people nowadays don't understand anything, what a waste of good wine.

The flame method is commonly used in drunken goose and prawns, and the flame steak is not fresh, but it requires a thickly sliced steak to ensure that the gravy inside can be retained after the surface is grilled at high temperatures. Seeing that his meat slice is thin, and has been burned to half-cooked in an iron pot, what is the use of roasting it over this open fire, no matter how fragrant it is, it is estimated that the meat has already been burned to charcoal.

Moreover, there is no need to use such a precious and superb liquor to form a flame, just ordinary high-grade liquor, not to mention that the protagonist of this dish is only pork. Among the red meats, pork is the most common and the lowest.

"Eh!" Da Kan felt a pain in his leg, it turned out that his girlfriend Xiaoyun, who was sitting opposite him, kicked him, and when he saw Xiaoyun's eager look, he knew that his wallet should be bleeding heavily.

"I'll pay 2,200 yuan!" Dakan raised his hand, after the text restaurant moved, the dining environment was greatly improved, but the price of this new dish was really amazing, and it was estimated that he would only be able to eat instant noodles for the next month.

"4,000 yuan!" Da Kan's entanglement was a waste of energy, before his words fell, someone at the table next to him raised a sign again, this time it was Ji Fei, a die-hard fan of the text restaurant.

"Engineering Food Laboratory?" Someone in the reporter group recognized Ji Fei, Ji Fei's recent popular comment seemed to be about pickled cucumbers, and someone turned out Weibo for good things, and the topic of super pickled cucumbers that can kill Chang's secret pickled cucumbers in seconds was first popularized on Ji Fei's Weibo.

"I remember that the little shop he recommended was obviously on Guofu Road, and I want to try it next week. Someone muttered.

"The small shop he said on Weibo is called Text Restaurant, and this store seems to be also called Text Restaurant?"

"4,000 yuan at a time!" Takeo repeated in a heartfelt manner, looking like the auctioneer was full of professionalism. Programmers who don't auction this year are not good cooks.

"8888 yuan!" In a very inconspicuous corner of the restaurant, an old voice sounded, and Chen Lao raised his hand.

After Ji Fei saw clearly who was the person who suddenly inserted a pole and snatched the piece of meat in his hand, he shook his head with a smile, gave up and continued to bid, there is still a piece of meat that is not cooked, so don't mess with Old Man Chen.

"Looks like that person is Elder Chen?" a photojournalist rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had mistaken it.

"How is it possible? With the identity of Chen Lao, how could he come to this kind of place, and still ......" and bid to grab a piece of meat, the second half of the sentence is really unspeakable.

"Old Chen has indeed returned to S City recently," the old cat looked at Yang Zhiming with inquiring eyes, "Old Yang, you have seen Old Chen before, you say, is this me?"