"Big brother, what's wrong with you, surprised?" The man with glasses looked at the big man and couldn't help but ask. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The big man smiled, picked up a chopstick kale, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, sat down again, suddenly covered his face, and cried.

"This dish is poisonous?" The man with glasses hurriedly sandwiched some, put it on a plate, dipped it in some soy sauce and tasted it, it was crisp and refreshing, and it tasted very good, why did the eldest brother cry?

"Sorry to make the brothers laugh, as soon as I ate this dish, I thought of my mother." Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Dahan hurriedly grabbed a tissue and blew his nose, and clasped his fists at the onlookers in a circle, "Gaffe, gaffe, don't mind." ”

"When I was a child, there was a small vegetable patch in front of my house, which was planted with kale, and every day there was a plate on the dinner table, stained with a little soy sauce, and I could eat it for three ...... Three ......" Dahan wanted to say that he could eat three bowls of rice, but his voice was choked, but he couldn't say the three words.

"Forget about the past, everyone has a taste." In order to hide his embarrassment, he grabbed the plate, dialed some for each brother, and poured the rest of his brain into his own bowl, eating a bite and sighing.

"That's the taste...... Dahan finally ate all the juice on the plate, and hugged his fist at Wang Yuan, "Brother, brother, thank you, let me taste the taste of more than ten years ago thousands of miles away!" Dahan took out a thick wad of money from his pocket, took out a few of them and handed them to Wang Yuan, "Can you make another one for me, I'll take it back and taste it slowly." ”

Looking at his gaffe just now, he should have lost his mother in middle age, so when he found the taste of déjà vu overnight, he couldn't help it, so he cried.

Wang Yuan waved his hand, "You don't need so much." ”

Dahan held Wang Yuan's hand, so excited that he didn't know what to say, over the years, many memories of his mother have faded with the wind, but the taste in this plate has not been forgotten for a long time.

And today, thousands of miles away from his hometown, in an unknown small restaurant, he has re-tasted the taste of the past.

Seeing the appearance of the big man holding the simple lunch box in both hands and walking out of Yunxuan Pavilion respectfully, Wang Yuan couldn't help but sigh, he turned his head and found Jiang Xueqing standing to the side in a daze, pursing his lips and not saying a word.

She must have thought of her mother, too!

The three of them came outside, took out the score sheet from their pockets, and scored a full score on the position of Yunxuan Pavilion, with only a few comments: a place where you can relive the taste of mother's love.

From morning to now, Wang Yuan has picked up several batches of customers, and they are very professional while eating.

Wang Yuan suddenly remembered, could this be the food jury that Chu Xiangling said?

In the editorial room of the New Evening News, several staff members were sorting out and archiving the data collected by the food jury, Chu Xiangling stood aside and looked at it, and couldn't help but sweat in his head, why did Wang Yuan's Yunxuan Pavilion have several scores of zero?

"Hey, what are you doing, today is the day of the food jury's on-the-spot scoring!" Chu Xiangling hid in the bathroom and quietly called him, Wang Yuan said while wiping his sweat, "There is no way, there are too many people here today, and the dishes ordered are also very strange, and they don't follow the menu at all!" ”

"Then why don't you prepare in advance! Are you going to masturbate too much and get all your brains out? Chu Xiangling hung up the phone angrily, bastard!

Looking at the score sheet, the current top spot is the century-old store Yipinju.

According to the meaning of the editor-in-chief, this time the food search action was carried out in the form of on-site comments by the food jury to ensure the openness and fairness of the activity, and the comments were made from five links, including the store environment, service attitude, food quality, chef's craftsmanship, and dish taste, each of which was scored by two judges, and each item was scored out of 20 points and 100 points.

The five groups of food judges will conduct unannounced interviews with two people in each group, and score each of these five aspects, and finally determine the top five according to the total score, and then two of the eliminated stores will be selected as lucky stores to advance to the finals.

At present, Wang Yuan's store environment has zero points, zero points for service attitude, and 20 points for the quality of ingredients.

This score is basically at the bottom.

Although Wang Yuan said that he didn't care about being nervous, he didn't care about his normal heart, but then again, Wen Wu is the first and the second, and he also opened a store to sell vegetables, so why is my food worse than other people's?

Fortunately, there are still two scores that have not been compared!

Wang Yuan forced himself to be nervous, there are two links of food taste and chef's skills, if these two links are won, then he still has hope of promotion.

Jiang Xueqing also felt the tension of the atmosphere, she wiped her hands, tied her long hair behind her head, put on a white apron, and helped Wang Yuan in the back kitchen with a serious face.

At this time, there were two middle-aged women sitting in the shop, one was chubby, with triangular eyes, horizontal eyebrows, and a fierce force that was better than that of Qian's second sister-in-law.

The other was kind-eyed, drooping, and looked tired, as if he was asleep.

The dish they ordered was shredded potatoes with peppercorns.

The simpler the vegetarian dish, the more you can see the chef's skill.

Wang Yuan took a deep breath, grabbed the saliva kitchen knife, and waved it twice in the air to try the feel.

"Brother, be careful, don't cut people!" Jiang Xueqing flashed to the side in fright.

"Flash away, your brother is going to start pretending to be B!"

Wang Yuan grabbed a peeled potato, his hand picked up and fell, Jiang Xueqing only heard the sound of popping beans in his ears, and the blue blade of saliva flashed into a piece of light and shadow, and he couldn't see the number of times he cut the knife!

"When did my brother's knife work become so powerful?" Jiang Xueqing clearly remembered that when she first opened the store, her brother was so stupid that he couldn't even hold a kitchen knife steadily.

Syllable!

The saliva ink was not lightly slapped on the cut potato slices, and it spread out in layers at once, Wang Yuan grabbed it with his left hand, and the potato slices obediently folded under the palm, and the saliva ink knife flickered, fast to the extreme.

From the tips of his fingers, a trace of shredded potatoes quickly spit out, as thin as a hair, not sticky or connected, just like a large pile of scattered toothpicks, so that Jiang Xueqing couldn't help but grab a thin one.

The cutting surface of the shredded potatoes is a standard diamond-shaped, the cutting surface is smooth, and it is on the fingertips, and the two ends are drooped down, but it is not broken.

It may be easy to cut a shredded potato like this, but now there are thousands of shredded potatoes on the rosewood cutting board, and the roots are the same, which can only be said that the chef's knife skills have been perfected.

"Brother is so good!" Jiang Xueqing looked at Wang Yuanzheng seriously cutting shredded potatoes, and secretly thought in her heart.

The shredded potatoes are cut, the kitchen knife is flicked, and thousands of shredded potatoes bloom in the hot oil pan like hair, and with the pepper that has already been cooked and fried fragrantly, the spicy taste bursts from the pot, stimulating people's taste buds.

The two gourmets were sitting at the table at the door, staring wide-eyed, when suddenly a spicy aroma wafted from the kitchen, and their spirits were lifted.

This person still has some means!

The triangular-eyed woman muttered.

Wow!

A scoop of water rushed into the hot iron pot, stirring up countless oil flowers, the fried shredded pepper potatoes were neatly arranged on the plate on the board, the yellow shredded potatoes and the red peppers reflected each other, the color was bright, the oil shimmered, revealing a different fragrance.

"Two, use it slowly!" Wang Yuan put the plate in front of the two of them and wiped his hands.