It had been snowing outside all day, and the snow on the ground had accumulated to the ankles, and at night, there were no longer many people in this food alley, and the clerk sat in the empty restaurant of the braised chicken and rice, listening to the sound coming from next door, and sighed very sadly.

It's only been a few days, why did the restaurant next door, Pù, which specializes in dark cuisine, suddenly have customers?

Could it be that everyone's sense of taste has collectively failed?

It's a whole week of evening after the hot and sour soup.

Yi Baitang casually brought the last dish to the table, and immediately picked up a white cardboard sign that read "It's late today, no longer accepting customers" and hung it in the door.

Three-quarters of the seats in the small restaurant were seated, and one of the guests sitting at the bar was an amateur old calligrapher, who sighed at a glance when he saw Yi Baitang's words: "The little boss's handwriting is really beautiful!" ”

"I've been practicing with cooking for 20 years." Yi Baitang replied.

"Looks like you really like to practice calligraphy." The old calligrapher was happy to see the hunt.

"It's not interesting, it's just to pass the time." Yi Baitang didn't look back.

"Uh......"

The people around him burst into laughter.

Wang Zhenjiang, who was sitting in the middle, was drinking cold beer, it was snowing outside, the heating was turned on inside, and there was a can of beer that was just right cold.

He said to his friend: "Okay, the little boss is this character, come to the restaurant to talk about calligraphy, we talk about cooking!" Hurry up, the last prize is going to be opened today, everyone slaps the table and bets, no regrets, Lao Li ordered a pot of boiled beef, what will he eat in the end? Is it sweet and sour beef, or lemon beef, or fried steak, or beef stew with turnips?! ”

"No, no, no, there is no dark cuisine here besides lemon beef! What a lack of imagination! ”

"Lao Li is unlucky, Lao Wang, I think it's better for you to say two different dark dishes, such as beef puree or something, one bite is mushy, hahaha."

"Don't say that, Lao Li has been unlucky for a week, we come here every three or five times this week, if you are lucky, you can eat three delicious meals, and if you are unlucky, you can also eat a delicious meal, Lao Li comes the most diligent and eats the worst, hahahaha, no wonder it is a man who has bought a lottery ticket for ten years but can't even win five yuan, absolutely extraordinary."

"Enough!"

The man who called Lao Li yelled.

They are more or less friends of Wang Zhenjiang, since listening to Wang Zhenjiang's matter, they have come to Yi Baitang to cheer, come and go and really like here, from time to time to take this small shop as a place for their brothers' gatherings, come for a long time, and also mix with the scattered guests around, a week later, this is no longer a restaurant that eats and leaves, and has become a leisure place that bursts into laughter from time to time.

After a roar, the hotel fell silent.

Lao Li stopped the scene, didn't look at others, muttered to himself, rubbed his hands again and again, and reverently recited "Good Luck Amen" a hundred times, and then used the shadowless hand of the dragon, and the lightning opened the iron lid covering the cauldron!

The tender meat rises and falls in the red soup, the strips of emerald horizontal display, a little soft white intermingling, a beautiful boiled beef appears in the eyes of everyone in the restaurant.

Sighs of emotion come and go.

"Cultivate to the right fruit, cultivate to the right fruit."

"The little boss is exerting his strength."

"I've been eating dark food for a whole week just for this night, and it's worth it!"

"Taste it, don't rub it in, tell us what it tastes like when you're done!"

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, brothers, he is in charge of the cuisine, I am the best luck today, I have conceded, conceded, hahahahaha!"

Lao Li laughed happily again, and after showing off enough to everyone, he picked up the chopsticks and put a clip of beef in his mouth.

There was silence.

The rest of the people couldn't hold it back, and they spoke one after another:

"What's wrong? What does it taste like? ”

"Looking at such normal food, according to the boss's habits, I don't believe it tastes bad."

"That's right, this pot of boiled beef is definitely the most normal and delicious thing today."

"Don't sell it, if you don't say anything about the taste, we'll just grab it!"

This last sentence came out just now, and Lao Li, who had eaten beef, "swished" and shed two lines of tears.

The crowd was taken aback.

Lao Li shed tears and slowly spoke:

"It's delicious, it's amazing, it's spicy, it's so cool! Beef melts in my mouth, I've never eaten beef like this, I feel like what I have eaten before is not beef, it's all dregs......"

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and while reminiscing with emotion, he slowly stretched out his chopsticks, ready to clamp the next slice of beef.

But at this time, chopsticks were like raindrops, swarming, and the people sitting near Lao Li all joined in the rush at the same time. Here's my boiled beef, mine! ”

"Silly, those who see it have a share, you can see what you said when others ate delicious food before and you grabbed it."

The rest of the people despised it.

Wang Zhenjiang is also one of the people who despise Lao Li, but he still remembers something serious, and while grabbing food, he didn't forget to say to the bar, and Yi Baitang, who had nothing to do, said: "Little boss, I think you have a little bit of a thought about this store, there are customers anyway recently, do you plan to change to a bigger store?" ”

"Need a bigger store?"

Shang Huaiyan, who walked in from outside, happened to hear this sentence and laughed at the moment.

His entry brought a cold breeze into the room, and the atmosphere cooled down slightly, and the guests turned back to see the big boss, who was always dressed in different haute couture clothes, took off his head, shook off the snowflakes that fell on his shoulders, and hung his long coat and scarf on the coat rack in the corner of the bar.

Speaking of which, which restaurant would deliberately put a coat rack in the corner, just to hang clothes, hats and scarves for a person?

The guests made eye contact, which was meaningful.

There was nothing to do, but Yi Baitang, who was leaning on the bar in a daze, saw Shang Huaiyan walk in, turned around and entered the kitchen again, and brought Shang Huaiyan a bowl of stomach-nourishing porridge.

The small white porridge is served in the blue-edged porcelain, and a round red date is placed in the middle, which looks particularly refreshing and lovely.

After coming so many times, I saw that this person had normal food to eat eight times out of ten, what kind of love is this?

The guests' eyes continued to communicate, which became more meaningful.

Shang Huaiyan picked up the small bowl and tasted the porridge.

Although there is only one red date stuffed in the white porridge, judging from the rich taste of the porridge, there is definitely more than this little bit of material in it.

Shang Huaiyan undeniably feels very comfortable to come here every night to drink a bowl of porridge, but for a man, eating white porridge every day always feels like a little meat is missing...... His eyes drifted to the boiled beef next to him, and he sighed: "Promise me, when will you get me something that tastes strong?" ”

Yi Baitang is taking off his chef's uniform.

The arrival of Shang Huaiyan announced the complete end of today.

He took off his chef's hat and glanced back at Shang Huaiyan as he took off his coat.

In his heart, he actually wanted to give Shang Huaiyan something enough.

But the stomach of a good tongue is simply a big problem.

Forget it, I have to take good care of my tongue, after all, I am so big, I meet such a good tongue, it is better to carefully protect the good tongue first, and then talk about the rest!

Just when Yi Baitang was pondering, everyone in the restaurant made a fuss, ate and ate, and after paying the bill, they left together.

There are only two people left in the hotel, Yi Baitang and Shang Huaiyan.

Yi Baitang finished cleaning up the hotel and said to Shang Huaiyan: "Let's go." ”

"Huh?" Are you going to drive me away as soon as I'm done eating?

"Go sit in my room and watch TV." The Hell Cuisine Festival is coming soon!

"Oh!" Flattered!

Yi Baitang didn't care about Shang Huaiyan's thoughts, he was in a hurry to go back to watch TV, and suddenly took Shang Huaiyan into the kitchen, walked through the patio, and came to his bedroom at the back.

This is a room of about 30 square meters, the entrance is the bathroom, the living room and the bedroom are connected, much like a single apartment in the conventional sense.

Shang Huaiyan looked around when he entered, there was nothing extra on the table except for a large plate of grapes, and there was nothing extra on the bed except for the sheets, so well organized that it didn't look like someone was living here.

"Do you want beer?"

Yi Baitang's voice came from the side.

"Ice?" Shang Huaiyan asked.

"Room temperature."

"That's fine." Shang Huaiyan replied, and when he answered, he saw Yi Baitang open the cabinet door, and in an instant, large and small boxes crackled and smashed into front of Yi Baitang's feet.

Yi Baitang's face did not change, he took out two cans of beer from it, stuffed the smashed things back one by one, and finally closed the cabinet door, and then turned on the TV, everything is fine, just wait for the program!

Shang Huaiyan smiled dumbly, his feelings were not on the surface.

The wind is howling outside the window, the wall-mounted TV is playing a food show, and the Hell Cooking Contest is not yet at the point, and now is the time for the advertisement, in which the veteran gourmand talks about his food plan and pretends to mysteriously tell his own secrets:

"Blessed are the viewers in front of the TV today, I have an exclusive recipe for Longjing shrimp, one of the representative dishes of Zhejiang cuisine. This formula is precious and precious, and it is not precious or precious; Saying that it is precious, in the past, the chef took the disciples, and everything else could be handed over to the disciples, but the recipe was not given, so what should I do when the cooking is carried out to the most critical step? Just find a reason to let the apprentice bring something over and bring something over, and just turn around like this, and the ingredients will be put away. This hand, a little shorter, can be stretched for five or six years; If it is longer, it can be stretched for seven or eight years; It's not precious because ......"

So much nonsense.

About the TV station also felt that this guest was talking a lot of nonsense, and while the guest was talking, a piece of news was scrolled below: , A rolling news is on the air:

"The five-year "King Chef Competition" will be held again in June this year, and the contestants will compete with chefs from all over the world, and the final winner will face the previous chef in the final to determine the real champion. The prizes of the King Chef Competition are: first prize, one million yuan; Second Prize......"

The two sat down on the couch together.

Yi Baitang opened the pull ring of two cans of beer and pushed one can to Shang Huaiyan.

Shang Huaiyan also took a small bowl, diligently peeled half a bowl of grape skins, and gave it to Yi Baitang.

Looking at the small bowl in front of him, Yi Baitang's eyes widened, and he was very happy!

The good tongue really felt that my efforts in the recent period of time have begun to repay the peach, and I must have realized that my previous idea of peony flowers was wrong, and like I learned, I walked on the path of the right pure friend!

I just need to continue to deepen this priceless friendship now.

Yi Baitang Yan pondered.

Since feeding is useful, let's keep up the good work and continue to make delicious feeding!

However, it can also be paired with a little other package, such as spiritual communication before going to bed~

"It's boring." Yi Baitang suddenly spoke.

Shang Huaiyan was stunned.

"I'll memorize this recipe when I'm three years old." Yi Baitang said lightly.

Shang Huaiyan found out that the other party was talking about the recipe of Longjing shrimp on TV. Now he has been able to complete the sentences that Yi Baitang pinched his head and tail without pointing without changing his face, and he can eat the other party's thoughts and moods from the food and then express them...... A little tired, did you point out some strange skill points?

"What about you?" Yi Baitang didn't say a word, he turned his head directly, looked at Shang Huaiyan, and asked as a matter of course, "I was like this when I was a child, how were you when you were a child?" ”

Shang Huaiyan was stunned for a moment.

He remembered it for a long, long, long time.

No one asks about his past so rightfully anymore and asks to share it as a matter of course as a master.

To complicate matters further, he suddenly realized that he wasn't angry.

Not only is he not angry, but he seems to be really a bit stupid to confide.

Wait a minute......

He said peony flowers before, and he was joking......!

After all, no matter how you look at it, the other party is also a white begonia!

Shang Huaiyan wanted to speak and stopped, feeling that he and the other party had fallen into a somewhat dangerous realm.

But Yi Baitang didn't realize it, he was very happy, and he ticked the small book very complacently.

Look, he was really impressed by my friendship pigeon!

I knew that my route couldn't be wrong, this kind of small problem, I had already seen and learned it in various TV shows, and it was a matter of minutes to solve it, eh~