Chapter Seventy-One: Is the Mission Accomplished?

Qiu Haoyu subconsciously followed Wang Surong's words and looked around Qin Mo's restaurant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Not to mention, it's true that everyone is eating the food in front of them like a starving ghost, and no one is slow.

"Is it really that delicious?"

Qiu Haoyu was so curious that he wanted to try the food in Qin Mo's restaurant urgently.

"What kind of magical little shop is this, which can make every customer eat so sweetly."

"What kind of cooking skills does this chef have that can attract so many people to wait in line for food?"

Raising his arm and looking at the watch on his arm, less than four minutes had passed since he ordered the food, Qiu Haoyu estimated that Qin Mo's food would have to wait before it could come up, and got up to observe Qin Mo's cooking.

Who knew that before he could stand up in a hurry, he saw Qin Mo walking over with a wooden tray.

"So fast?" Did I just misread the time?

Qiu Haoyu raised his arm again and looked at the time, from the time he entered the restaurant to now, it was exactly four minutes.

"I'm not mistaken, should this chef cook so fast, or is this a fast-food restaurant, it's all done in between, and the chef just needs to heat it up?"

After all, it takes a certain amount of time for an ordinary restaurant to make a meat dish, and it is still in the case of a helper.

And at this moment, Qin Mo was a person who completed a dish in just four minutes, which had to make Qiu Haoyu think more.

Qin Mo carefully put a plate of spicy spicy tripe with green onions and flavor in front of Wang Surong and Qiu Haoyu, and as soon as he put it down, Wang Surong smiled and said in surprise: "It's really spicy tripe with green onions." ”

Qin Mo smiled faintly, put the rice, sauce and water in the wooden tray on the table, and placed a pair of empty dishes and chopsticks in front of Qiu Haoyu.

"Slow use for two."

The fragrance of scallion fried tripe immediately drilled into Qiu Haoyu's nostrils, and the aroma of the dish seemed to have a magical power, which was more attractive than a woman's Chanel perfume.

Qiu Haoyu sniffed vigorously, "It's numb, spicy, fragrant, and fresh, but it's not pungent, it's not choking, it smells good, but I don't know if it's delicious." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Surong took a chopstick tripe and handed it to Qiu Haoyu's mouth, and said with a smile: "You see that this dish is so tempting, don't you try it quickly." ”

Qiu Haoyu didn't directly take the scallion fried tripe handed to his mouth by Wang Surong, but lowered his eyes and looked at the scallion fried spicy tripe in front of him.

As far as he Qiu Haoyu knows, this spicy tripe with green onions is one of the main representatives of Sichuan cuisine.

The dish has an excellent texture and is delicious. Tripe is flat and sweet, strengthens the spleen and appetizing, nourishes blood and invigorates qi, but is not greasy. Very nutritious.

It contains protein, fat, calcium, phosphorus, iron, thiamine, riboflavin, niacin, etc., which has the effects of nourishing the spleen and stomach, nourishing qi and blood, replenishing deficiency and essence, quenching thirst and dizziness.

It is very suitable for people with deficiency, lack of qi and blood, malnutrition, and weak spleen and stomach after illness.

"It's a good dish, but it's also very difficult to cook. I just don't know if this boss's craft has been practiced at home. I've been to SC and tasted the authentic spicy tripe with green onions, and I only need to look at the color of the dish to know whether the dish is delicious or not. Qiu Haoyu said secretly.

He didn't dare to say such a big thing openly, after all, he was not a food judge.

The sharp eyes fell directly on the plate of scallion fried tripe.

The plate of fried tripe with green onions is bright in color, the roots of the tripe are cut evenly and finely, and it is covered with juice, which is stained with a little bright red dried chili pepper and round peppercorns, and the green green onion is dotted on it, which makes people full of appetite when they look at it.

Qiu Haoyu couldn't help swallowing his saliva, opened his mouth to take the green onion fried tripe handed to his mouth by Wang Surong, and when he opened his mouth, he was no longer willing to bite the green onion fried tripe in his mouth and swallow it into his stomach.

"How can it be so delicious, so delicious that I want to stuff this whole plate into my stomach in one go. Woo, it's a pity I can't gobble it up like them, they have a whole plate, and I only have half a plate.

And I'm only going to eat a quarter of this half plate, and if I eat it too quickly, I can only look at the plate dryly and swallow. ”

In order to let his wife Wang Surong eat more, Qiu Haoyu decided to eat only a quarter of the spicy tripe fried with green onions.

The teeth were reluctant but very tempted to bite down, this bite, all the juice on the tripe overflowed to the tongue coating because of the squeezing of the teeth, Qiu Haoyu was stunned by this extreme taste.

"How do I feel that my whole body is going to burn, this numb, this spicy, my God, it's going to heaven." It's like a myriad of fireworks suddenly bursting into the sky.

"Is it delicious?" Wang Surong saw that Qiu Haoyu was enjoying eating so much, and asked with a smile.

Qiu Haoyu nodded affirmatively and said lightly: "It's delicious, it's so delicious." "Not to mention that Qin Mo is cooking pig food, not to mention that Qin Mo's cooking skills are poor, at this moment, Qiu Haoyu just wants this plate of spicy tripe with green onions to be turned into a pot, not such a small plate.

"Su Rong, when did you find such a delicious restaurant, you didn't tell me." I finally understand why you don't even go to the Royal Hotel, you have to come to such a small restaurant.

If it were me, I would have strongly requested to come here, the taste is much stronger than that of the chef of the five-star Royal Hotel.

Stretched out his chopsticks and quickly grabbed a chopstick, fried spicy tripe with green onions, and put it in Wang Surong's bowl, "Su Rong, you eat it too, don't just watch me eat." ”

Wang Surong nodded gently, picked up the green onion in the bowl and fried spicy tripe and ate it.

Wang Surong suddenly stopped eating, staring at Qiu Haoyu with affection, Qiu Haoyu noticed Wang Surong's eyes, and raised his head.

"Why don't you eat such a delicious meal, what are you staring at me?" The hand subconsciously wiped his cheeks, thinking that he was in a hurry to eat, and there was something on his face.

"No, I suddenly remembered that we went to a small restaurant together to share a plate of egg fried rice when we had nothing many years ago, and we were poor at that time, and it was very happy that two people could eat a plate of egg fried rice together.

Now that our conditions are better, we are busy with our own things, but we have less time to eat together.

I'm really happy to be able to share a dish with you again today. ”

Qiu Haoyu is usually busy with all kinds of entertainment, rarely goes home for dinner, and has even less time to accompany Wang Surong, Wang Surong didn't say it, but she cared in her heart, speaking of this, Wang Surong almost cried.

Qiu Haoyu put down the chopsticks in his hand, gently touched Wang Surong's head, and said with a smile: "It's me who is wrong, I will try to spend time with you in the future, don't be sad, such a delicious meal, if it is cold, it will affect the taste." ”

The two of them ate quite harmoniously at a meal, and it seemed that both of them had found the feeling they had back then, and on the way home, Qiu Haoyu held Wang Surong's hand tightly.

"Su Rong, have you booked a place with your boss for tomorrow?" After returning home, Qiu Haoyu remembered this incident.

Wang Surong changed into slippers and walked to the sofa and sat down, "Didn't you make a reservation?" ”

"I let you pre-order."

Finding that the two of them had not booked a place to eat at Qin Mo's restaurant tomorrow, Qiu Haoyu was in a hurry, put the leather shoes he had just taken off on his feet immediately, grabbed the car keys on the table and ran towards the door, as if the position would be snatched up if he was a second late.

In the next few days, the business in Qin Mo's restaurant was so good that he could sell the three hundred meals at noon every day, and he could also learn food knowledge in the afternoon, which made Qin Mo very happy, and soon the time of the week would come, which made Qin Mo look forward to it and be apprehensive.

He wasn't sure if he had completed the sales of more than 1.5 million that week, after all, he didn't officially open for business one day, although Ren Jianjun lost more than 110,000 yuan to him, but there were more people ordering vegetables these days, and he was really worried that this task was not completed.

Qin Mo sat on the edge of the bed in a nervous mood and said softly, "Xiaozhi, has my task been completed?" ”