"Come on, Miss Erina try our 'Yangquan Restaurant' is the proudest tea in the town hall 'Red Rice Rice Noodles'." Xu Jieming first pushed a plate of rice rolls with red casings in front of Erina Nagikiri. Recommend with confidence.

"Thank you, senior, then I'm welcome." After Arina Nagikiri apologized politely, she picked up the purple bamboo chopsticks on the table and elegantly picked up a paragraph. Looking at the two plates of dipping sauce on the side, he hesitated, and asked, "Senior Xu Jieming, according to the local way of eating in Guangdong, which sauce should I dip in first?" ”

"It's okay, morning tea is not so particular. It follows Miss Erina's own preferences, but as far as the old man is concerned, I prefer soy sauce, after all, the strong aroma of peanut butter will affect the original taste of the shrimp in the rice noodles to a certain extent. The intervention of salty and umami in soy sauce will be relatively gentle. "Benjamin Xu gave some advice according to his personal preferences.

"Thank you for your advice." Erina Nagikiri smiled and dipped in the soy sauce dish, then swallowed the red rice rice rice noodles that the chef had cut into the right size for the girls. Bite through the sweet and sticky casing, the golden combination of wrapped shrimp and fried dough sticks is set off by the shredded seasonal vegetables, and descends on the tip of the tongue in the most gorgeous posture. It seems to be like a spring breeze, waking up everything in the world that has fallen silent because of the harsh winter, and spring has come early.

Erina Nagikiri wants to speak, but her mouth is too busy enjoying the wonderful feeling of being filled with delicious food to carry out the instructions sent by her brain. I can only wave my hands in vain, trying to express my inner feelings. But seeing that Xu Jieming and the waiter were looking at him in confusion, the anxious Erina Nagi could only vent her inner depression by slapping the table.

"Hey~ Miss tapped. Is it okay to pay attention to the image? Even if your hand doesn't hurt, this Eight Immortals Table will hurt. Jiang Yunfeng's remarks naturally attracted the deterrence of Erina's vicious eyes, and he touched his nose and poured a cup of brewed Tieguanyin tea, and said with a smile, "Miss, take a sip of tea first, and be smooth." ”

snatched the teacup and drank the warm tea regardless of the image. Finally waking up the mouth that indulges in delicious food, the brain regains control. Erina Nagikiri, this is the only way to say what she wants to express: "The four families in the world really live up to their reputations, and this is the first time that the younger generation has officially visited the 'Yangquan Restaurant', and the cognition of the younger generation has been refreshed with a single morning tea and tea snacks." ”

"Hehe, it's just a small skill of carving insects, Miss Erina is too modest." After taking a sip of tea, Xu Jieming said loudly to the outside of the house, "Lu Ming, are you planning to spend the night outside?" ”

"Master, after all, the first time I faced the 'Tongue of God', I was still a little nervous." Lu Ming, who was dressed as a head chef, scratched the back of his head, walked into the private room and smiled awkwardly.

Xu Jieming lamented his misfortune and was angry with him. Pointing at Lu Ming, he sighed, "Look at your little breath." Forget it~ I feel like bring the rest of the refreshments together, the children should be hungry. ”

"It's already ready." Lu Ming beckoned behind him. The waiter brought another wave of snacks and snacks until the small Eight Immortals table was full.

Lu Ming wiped his hands with his apron and said with a smile, "Try it while it's hot, I made it all." I hope that Erina can find out the shortcomings and give some suggestions and guidance for improvement. ”

"It's hard to find flaws, and it's even more difficult to point. I'll do my best, though. Erina Nagi replied with a smile.

After a few rounds of tasting, Jiang Yunfeng and the other three were pushed by the delicious waves to round after round of peaks. Kohei Chuangzhen was completely immersed in the sea of Cantonese morning tea, lying on the table and giggling. Erina Nagikiri also slumped in her chair with a satisfied expression.

Xu Jieming looked at the three of them with a smile, coughed and said seriously, "How is it?" Does Erina-san have any unique insights into our refreshments? ”

Erina Nagikiri quickly straightened her posture and replied, "I'm sorry, Senpai Xu. The ingredients, workmanship, amount of seasoning, and cooking time of these refreshments have been perfected. The younger generation really can't find even the slightest flaw, I'm really sorry. ”

"Really? Isn't it even the 'tongue of God'? Ay... Xu Jieming sighed, and then said, "This may be an insurmountable gap on our way forward." The chefs led by Lu Ming shook their heads and sighed.

Seeing this scene, Xingping Chuang, who was nibbling on the bun in his hand, asked curiously, "These dim sum are all great, and 'Yangquan Restaurant' is also a benchmark in the Cantonese system." What is there to lament and sigh in the seniors? ”

"Brother Xingping, it is because of the industry benchmark that I feel pressure, because there are countless restaurants and restaurants behind me who are trying to surpass us." Lu Ming replied helplessly.

"I don't understand, solve." Kohei Sojin answered crisply.

Jiang Yunfeng broke open a barbecued pork bun that no one had eaten before and sniffed it, and then carefully observed the other refreshments one by one. He said calmly, "I think I know what the problem is. As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the audience were focused on him.

"Oh, what can you say, young man?" Xu Jieming looked at the 16-year-old boy who had caused Lu Ming a lot of trouble in Yokohama with great interest.

Jiang Yunfeng took a bite of the barbecued pork bun in his hand, then pointed to the refreshments on the table, and asked, "The barbecued pork bun in my hand, as well as all the dim sum on this table, have been born since they were born." The taste has only been perfected and improved by countless predecessors of 'Yangquan Restaurant', but the taste has not changed. The shape is basically the same as a hundred years ago or even hundreds of years ago, to put it bluntly. The biggest problem facing 'Yangquan Restaurant' now is the lack of innovation. Ask a nearly 400-year-old restaurant whose menu hasn't changed. What a terrible thing that is. ”

"Indeed." Xu Jieming generously admitted, "It's not that we don't want to innovate, but we are really burdened by fame." After all, we are under the name of 'the four families in the world', and we dare not make too out-of-the-ordinary changes. Generations of ancestors have improved the dishes to the extreme. There is a limit to what we have left for improvement. That's why I heard about Erina's visit today, and I hope that the 'Tongue of God' will help us find out more room for improvement and improvement. But it backfired. ”

Erina Nagikiri felt that she couldn't help, so she could only smile embarrassedly. Jiang Yunfeng sighed at the filling of the custard quicksand bun on his fingers, and suddenly said with a flash of inspiration, "Since the taste is no longer easy to improve, it is better to start from the unpalatable aspect, and then find another way without changing the general shape, maybe there will be unexpected effects." ”

"Good idea. However, we have always pursued the ultimate deliciousness, and we have never studied how to make the food unpalatable. Lu Ming looked left and right, helplessly spreading his hands.

"There's a ready-made one for this." Jiang Yunfeng pointed to Xingping Chuangzhen, who was already obviously eating but still unwilling to let go of the food in his hand, "This guy has been thinking about how to make the most unpalatable food in the world, I have been fortunate to taste it, that kind of taste impact, it's not too sour." ”

"Really? Brother Kohei, are you interested in coming to us for a few days? Lu Ming took the lead in creating an olive branch to Xingping.

Kohei Chuangzhen couldn't believe his ears, and asked tentatively, "Can I really learn to communicate here?" ”

"No problem, cooking knows no borders. As long as you can learn, just learn. Xu Jieming had no opinions at all, and agreed to this exchange very openly.

At the checkout, Jiang Yunfeng looked at the small ticket in his hand, and the five zeros made his stomach ache. Tian leaned over to Erina Nagi with a face, and flattered, "Miss, look, this amount is a little large, and it's really hard to get down." Can you help me out? ”

"But I remember someone saying that they were having a treat, and they generously said that they could choose the location at will." Erina Nagikiri pulled the pocket of her jumper and signaled that she was going out without a purse.

Fortunately, before leaving Beijing, I sold Angong Niuhuang Pill and made a lot of extra money, which was all spent. Seeing the text message on his mobile phone prompting the completion of the transfer, Jiang Yunfeng's heart was dripping blood. When he returned to a state of extreme poverty, as if he had lost his soul, he was about to float out of the gate, and after being called by Lu Ming to hold a few words in his ear, Jiang Yunfeng came back to life on the spot, patting his chest and promising to complete the task. (To be continued)