"Eight flavors of altar roast..."

Wang Ming said softly, the fragrance on the tip of his nose was unusually strong, so that he looked at the time again before quietly turning off the flame. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Above the altar sealed by lotus leaves, as the flame turned off, the heat overflowing from it was much less, and after Wang Ming sealed the seal again, he turned to look at Xiao Budian, who was already waiting aside, and nodded with a smile.

"Alright."

Xiao Budian quickly put the jar on the wooden plate at the bottom, sniffed deeply at the mouth of the altar that was still fragrant, and walked in the direction of the food mouth.

The kitchen was still busy, Wang Ming washed his hands, and walked around the kitchen again, supervising the quality of the dishes, and not forgetting to mention it.

At this time, in the small hall on the second floor, there are two diners, the two of them sit near the window, occasionally chat softly, taste the dishes on the table, take a sip of the daughter red in the cup, and these two people, Wang Ming is not a stranger, and even familiar, one of them is the diner of Yufulou, Lin Lao, who admires Wang Ming, and the other is Wang Ming's unexpected guest - Lu Tianfeng.

"Looks like business in this store is pretty good, but this dish... It can only be regarded as decent, but I don't know how the little Buddha jumped over the wall recommended by the chef, how does it taste? ”

"This little guy's identity changed so fast, he just stepped on the championship of the cooking competition on his front foot, and then he became the head chef of this crab land."

Lin Lao spoke softly, his eyes looked at Lu Tianfeng, who was sitting opposite, and as his voice fell, Lu Tianfeng raised his head and spit out the chicken bones in his mouth.

"I don't know, but his sword skills are good, and if you have the chance, you have to learn from him."

Lu Tianfeng opened his mouth and said, then picked up a chicken leg, gnawed it regardless of the image, and ate it with a mouth full of oil, which made Lin Lao on the side shake his head helplessly, but his expression was correct.

"You've tried your sword skills against him? Can you tell that the knife technique is good, it seems that this little guy's knife technique should have been learned from that old guy, but from the time he apprenticed to now, it has only been two or three months, how much fur can he learn in such a short time? ”

Lin Lao was quite puzzled, he may not know other people's swordsmanship, but Lu Tianfeng's divine sword skills in front of him, he had seen it with his own eyes, this guy looked chattering, but Lin Lao knew that Lu Tianfeng's sanity did not have the slightest problem, but his personality was like this, and once he got serious... That fierce momentum on the body...

Thinking of this, Lin Lao stroked his beard under his forehead, sat quietly and waited for the dishes, calculating the time, it should have arrived.

In Lin Lao's groaning, at the entrance of the second floor, the waiter carefully walked over with the porcelain altar, and when he put it on the table, he smiled and nodded.

"The eight flavors of the altar you ordered."

The waiter turned around and left after reporting the name of the dish, while Lu Tianfeng was slightly stunned, and even stopped chewing, as for Lin Lao on the side, he picked up the chopsticks with a smile, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes.

"I haven't eaten this dish in years, so let's try it."

Lin Lao opened his mouth and said, while Lu Tianfeng on the side directly threw the chicken bones in his hand on the table, and when he stretched out his hand, he removed the lotus leaf that sealed the mouth of the altar.

"Huh? This tastes..."

As the lotus leaf was uncovered, the heat in it rose suddenly, and at the same time, a rich meat fragrance quickly spread in the small hall on the second floor with the heat, making Lin Lao's eyes show a hint of intoxication, as for Lu Tianfeng on the side, it was also bright in front of him.

In the porcelain jar, all kinds of raw materials are mixed together, and the dried scallops and quail eggs above are faintly visible, all soaked in the pale yellow rich soup, and the rich meat flavor continues to stimulate the taste buds of the two, even the rest of the diners around are stunned.

"Huh? What does it taste like? It smells so good... Curious and special fragrance. ”

"Yes, I smell it too, it seems, there is the fragrance of lotus leaves, what kind of dish is this."

"Ma Dan, tragedy, I just ate enough, and I seem to be a little hungry again."

The other diners around talked about it, and when they turned around, they looked around, and finally stopped on the table of Lin Lao and the others, and the porcelain altar on the table containing the little Buddha jumping over the wall was the source of the fragrance.

More diners directly called the waiter, after asking the name of the dish, some regretfully shook their heads, two hours of waiting time, for some people, obviously a little unacceptable, and if you book in advance, no deposit, crab heaven and crab will not do it at all, and only the dish that has just come out of the pot is the most delicious, after being placed, whether it is taste or nutrition, it will be greatly reduced.

By the window, Lin Lao's face was full of anticipation, the chopsticks in his hand leaned out, and the quail eggs that were still partially soaked in the pale yellow soup were gently clamped up, and the original snow-white quail eggs now showed some of the pale yellow color of the original soup, and the crystal clear soup on it flashed with crystal light under the illumination of the light.

The entrance of quail eggs, the faint aroma of meat and the unique fragrance of quail eggs, as well as the fragrance of lotus leaves, are perfectly combined, forming a mouth-watering fragrance, a bite down, the mouth is fragrant, the smooth egg white, wrapped in the soft and fragrant egg yolk, chewed in the mouth, mixed with the crystal soup, delicious to the extreme, so that Lin Lao's eyes are slightly narrowed.

"This little guy is an eye-opener for me, not only is the home-cooked food done well, but I didn't expect this Fujian dish to be so different from him, although the fragrance of this mixture is very strong, but it is fragrant but not greasy, which is too rare."

Lin Lao sighed loudly, and after the voice fell, he looked at Lu Tianfeng, who was hot, hissing and inhaling cold air, and the smile on his face spread even more.

"It's always reckless like this, just the two of us, eat slowly, are you afraid that I, an old guy, will rob you? I don't know how you've been a chef for so many years..."

Wei Lao said again, and for what he said, Lu Tianfeng was as if he had never heard of it, and even ate faster.

"Hey, hey, hey... Eat slowly, you can save some for my old man. ”

Wei Lao's chopsticks also stretched out, picked up one of the abalone in the thick soup, and put it on the eating plate, the abalone was beaten with a cross knife, and, after nearly two hours of simmering, it has already tasted, the color is light yellow, exuding bursts of fragrance.

With the chewing, the abalone, which was originally very chewy, was thoroughly simmered by the soup at this time, and it tasted chewy, and the abalone meat inside had also been tasted, and with the chewing, there was a feeling of becoming more and more fragrant.

The chopsticks of the two kept poking out, and the eight flavors of the altar were burned, although the same soup was used, but the raw materials in the same soup, after being combined with the fragrance of lotus leaves, whether it was the taste or the taste, it seemed that there were some differences, and this was what surprised Lu Tianfeng a little.

"Xiao Lu, what do you think? Do you have a lot of research on Fujian cuisine, comment on it? ”

Seeing that the chopsticks in Lu Tianfeng's hand were put down, Lin Lao asked softly, and as his voice fell, Lu Tianfeng groaned slightly, picked up the small spoon next to the plate, reached into the altar and took a small spoonful of pale yellow soup, and after putting it in his mouth, he tasted it in style.

"This dish, the soup has a mellow taste, fresh but not salty, meat but not greasy, thick but not sticky, and the key to boiling the soup and the simmering of raw materials have reached a very high level, which is very rare."

Lu Tianfeng's voice fell, Lin Lao was slightly stunned, and then nodded thoughtfully.

"It's not easy for you to give such an evaluation, but to be honest, this altar burns eight flavors, and completely conquers my old bones."

Lin Lao said with a smile, and after the words fell, he also took a little soup with a small spoon, put it in his mouth, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

While the two were laughing and talking, in the crab kitchen, as the time reached half past noon, after stopping taking orders, Wang Ming packed the packaged crab porridge and refreshing cold dishes, and walked slowly outside the kitchen.

Wang Ming personally came out with the packaged dishes, and Ling Shao, who had been waiting in the hall, greeted him.

"Thank you."

Ling Shao opened his mouth and said, reaching out to take the takeaway package, and his eyes swept over the diners in the hall.

"There's something I've been figuring out."

As the relationship with Wang Ming narrowed some distance, Ling Shao spoke.

"Huh?"

Wang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, this guy in front of him, when he didn't have that domineering attitude, he was still very cute.

"Why did you suddenly treat me differently, seeing that you guy has such a stubborn temper, he is not a flexible person, he can't be moved by Ben Shao's handsomeness, right?"

Ling Shao spoke again, putting on a handsome appearance, which attracted the attention of the waiters on the side.

"Get out."

Wang Ming raised his foot and kicked over, but Ling Shao quickly dodged it.

"Haha, I won't tease you, but no matter what, I made a friend of yours, and besides, you guy is actually quite good, the old man's mental state has been much better these days, thank you."

Ling Shao smiled and spoke, and at the end of his words, his eyes showed gratitude.

"Let's go..."

Wang Ming rolled his eyes and waved his hand at Ling Shao, the bamboo pole and the horizontal meat man Sun Jun leaned next to the Lamborghini, in the past, ordering food and taking takeaways were all done by the two of them, but in the crab world, Ling Shao came in person every time, making the two of them puzzled, and they kept projecting their eyes.

Wang Ming's voice fell, Ling Shao nodded, turned around and walked towards the door, and at the moment when he just turned around and was about to walk out, from outside the gate, eight or nine young people poured in with a sigh of hula and la.

"Waiter, order." (To be continued.) )