Four of them went out to eat at half past nine in the evening, and one ate until ten o'clock in the evening.

Eating and eating, Wang Aiguo began to sigh, why is this called eating, right?

And the food on this stall tastes really good.

After ten o'clock, the well-fed crowd touched their stomachs.

And Wang Aiguo also sighed with satisfaction: "This meal is enjoyable, it is much more enjoyable than the time-honored brand in the food city, the time-honored brand is expensive, the taste is average, and the most critical attitude is still very bad." Wang Aiguo said with a look of resentment.

The three of them looked at Wang Aiguo's resentful face, and they all smiled bitterly, why did they eat unpleasantly? Don't you have a little bit of pressure in your own mind?

Isn't this time-honored brand your choice?

But then again, the food on this little stall tastes really good.

"Fatty, can we make the things on this stall when we go back to Shanghai?" Chen Linlin asked suddenly.

Wang Aiguo thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Most of the things should be fine, what is fried beef river, in fact, it is fried rice noodles, claypot rice and the like are not very difficult, as for rice rolls, I can learn, it should not be a big problem, the only problem is that there is some trouble with barbecued pork buns, quicksand buns and the like." ”

"Those barbecued pork buns, quicksand buns, I guess it's most likely quick-frozen products. Just take it back and steam it, but I think it's hard to get through these things in Shanghai, after all, who comes back at night to eat what barbecued pork buns? The warrior monk said.

After the warrior monk finished speaking, Wang Aiguo thought about it and felt that it made some sense, but from the warrior monk's words, Wang Aiguo found some inspiration.

Shanghainese people rarely eat barbecued pork buns at night, but you don't have to eat barbecued pork buns and other things! You can eat xiao long bao and small wontons! There are also fried dough sticks and flatbreads, Wang Aiguo actually inquired before setting up the stall, and the Shanghai people's favorite night snacks are the first small wontons, xiaolongbao fritters and flatbread and other things.

Thinking of this, Wang Aiguo felt as if he had found a new direction, and maybe he could try to make these small snacks in the future.

However, just when Wang Aiguo was thinking about the feasibility of these things, suddenly, Chen Linlin's eyes lit up.

"Fatty, I see a fruit stall there, and it's not closed yet, why don't we go buy some more fruit?" Chen Linlin pointed to a fruit stall not far away and said to Wang Aiguo.

And after Chen Linlin finished speaking, Wang Aiguo and the three of them all looked at her strangely.

After looking at it for a while, Wang Aiguo said suspiciously: "Wife, haven't you eaten yet?" ”

"When you're full, you're full, but you still have to have some dessert after dinner."

Chen Linlin said, her eyes flashed with a strange light.

Looking at Chen Linlin's light, Wang Aiguo saw the finger grapes, dragon fruit, big green mango and cantaloupe of the Sunshine Home.

Looking at Chen Linlin's extremely aggressive and greedy gaze, Wang Aiguo took a deep breath.

Well, close to Zhu is red, close to ink is black, Wang Aiguo also has to admit that he seems to have led Chen Linlin crookedly.

In the past, Chen Linlin could only eat two bites casually, but now Chen Linlin is full, and she can eat two bites casually, just like now, Chen Linlin looked at those fruits, and the seeds were about to flow down.

But then again, it really doesn't hurt to have some fruit after a meal.

After thinking about it, Wang Aiguo decided to take Chen Linlin to the fruit stall to buy some fruit.

After buying the fruit, the four of them returned to the hotel. However, because of the need to eat fruit, the warrior monk and Liu Wenjun did not go back to their room directly, but went to Wang Aiguo's room to eat fruit together.

The four of them ate fruit together, the wife peeled it, and the husband ate it, and the scene was very harmonious for a while.

Chen Linlin peeled the fruit with silky eyes, and soon, Chen Linlin ...... the peeled fruit Pi handed it to Wang Aiguo.

"Husband, let's eat fruit!" Chen Linlin said coquettishly.

Wang Aiguo glanced at the fruit peel in front of him, he was stunned at that time, he really didn't expect that this loser would be so protective of food, and even did such a heartbreaking thing?

Looking at Chen Linlin with a confused face, Wang Aiguo said: "Wife, although I know that there are many fruits in this world that can be eaten, I believe that dragon fruit should not be counted." ”

Hearing Wang Aiguo say this, Chen Linlin hurriedly shook her head and said to Wang Aiguo: "Husband, you have to know that compared to the flesh of dragon fruit, the skin of dragon fruit is actually more nutritious. I've seen reports that the skin of dragon fruit is rich in a lot of anthocyanins, which are good for anti-aging. ”

"What Sister Linlin said is true, I have a kind of milk tea that is made with the skin of dragon fruit. Put these skins in water and heat them, then add a spoonful of sugar, 30 grams of white jelly and then stir well and refrigerate for two hours, then add coconut milk, it tastes super good, it is one of the signature products in my store! Liu Wenjun explained with a serious face.

Looking at Liu Wenjun, Wang Aiguo was even more confused, how is it? Are fools all double-rows now?

"But the problem is, there's no coconut milk now!" Wang Aiguo looked at the dragon fruit peel in front of him and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Wenjun rubbed it, took out a bottle of coconut milk from behind him and handed it to Wang Aiguo.

After taking the coconut milk, Wang Aiguo was shocked.

You ...... Well prepared!

Just when Wang Aiguo wanted to find the warrior monk to complain about Liu Wenjun's divine operation, at this time, Liu Wenjun also handed the peeled fruit to the warrior monk.

Looking at the 'fruit' that Liu Wenjun handed to the warrior monk, Wang Aiguo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that Chen Linlin was still very good to him.

The warrior monk looked at the fruit handed over by Liu Wenjun, and said with a complicated expression: "Wife, I know you must want to make a joke with me, but we also have to have a degree of joking." ”

Liu Wenjun looked at the warrior monk with a cute face, and then said to the warrior monk: "Husband, I'm not joking with you, I just said that fruit peels are very nutritious, you see I will leave the most nutritious part to you." ”

At this moment, the warrior monks are about to cry, and you have to have a limit to protect your food, right?

Let's not talk about whether the skin of the fruit has nutritional value, first of all, it can at least bite it, right? Why do you peel a durian and give me the durian skin? Can I bite this thing?

The warrior monk can be seen that this durian Liu Wenjun is not going to give it to himself.

Sighing, the warrior monk shook his head and said, "That's it, I don't like to eat durian anyway." Having said that, today I finally know why Beijing's Quanjude roast duck went out of business. ”

As soon as the warrior monk finished speaking, everyone looked at the warrior monk with a look of surprise.

The warrior monk seemed to have inadvertently said something terrible.

After the monk finished speaking, Wang Aiguo looked at the monk with interest and said, "What is the truth?" You say come and hear it. ”

"Take today's time-honored Cantonese restaurant as an example, I now think that Beijing Quanjude Roast Duck will definitely go out of business, the reason is that with this kind of service attitude, this taste, and this kind of price, how can there be any repeat customers?"

After the warrior monk finished speaking, Liu Wenjun shook his head and said: "Husband, there is a bit of a problem with what you say, people sell it so expensive, it must be very profitable, to be reasonable, it should not go out of business." ”

Soon, the warrior monk shook his head and continued, "No matter how profitable you are, you can't stand the heart of a chef." I think every chef's dish reflects his own heart. If a dish is not in the chef's mind, the dish will have no taste. ”