Xiao Shuang'er said so, it must be a peerless delicacy.

Zhang Sanlang cherished the treasure in the chili pepper, looked for a lot, the more he ate, the more fragrant he ate, the more he wanted to eat, and finally called Xiao Shuang'er unsatisfactorily, "This dish is a must, is there any wine in the restaurant?" ”

Xiao Shuang'er immediately took out a paper sheet from behind his back and sent it to Zhang Sanlang.

Green plum wine, osmanthus and other flower and fruit wines are half-penetrated copper plate in a pot, Jinbo, Jifu and other famous liquors are more expensive, and the spicier and purer roasted knives and shochu are even more to the extent that one or two silver are beaten to the extent of half a catty. Zhang Sanlang smacked his tongue and ordered Jinbo wine in the middle, the juice was golden in color and sparkling, so it was called Jinbo, the famous wine of Jining, Shandong, with high-quality sorghum Daqu with agarwood, sandalwood, tulips, angelica, wolfberry, Koren and other more than a dozen kinds of precious Chinese medicine brewed.

Took a sip.

Zhang Saburo bared his teeth.

Hot!

Pure!

It's not like those wine shops outside, there are eight taels of water in a pound of wine, and there is no difference between drinking wine and drinking water, and after a few trips, Gong is still a good man - everyone is the second brother Wu who drinks eighteen bowls and goes up the mountain to fight tigers, what does it mean?

"Good wine!" Zhang Saburo praised the knot, with the new box of tofu, fried fritters with sour shrimp meat, and chrysanthemum fish balls, and drank it in a few bites.

Han Chuan poked his head out of the window, thought about it, began to adjust the menu, carefully counted the ingredients of the vegetable basket, took out red persimmons, winter bamboo shoots, mushrooms and small pieces of lean meat, sliced lean meat, cut small pieces and shredded vegetables into vegetarian vegetables, and put in the pot with minced green onions, ginger and garlic, followed by chopped persimmons, fried red oil and added old hen stock, and then such as winter bamboo shoot slices, shredded mushrooms and lean meat slices. Then knead the dough and knead the dough, pull out the gnocchi noodle soup, and when all the ingredients are not cooked, I ordered balsamic vinegar, and the stove house instantly turned out the sour smell.

Han Chuan took off his bib, held the noodle soup in one hand, and walked out of the stove house with a wrap wrapped in oiled paper in the other.

"This wine is not mixed with water at all, you have drunk too much, where can you go back?" Han Chuan put the noodle soup in front of Zhang Sanlang, "Son, replace your golden fried rice with sour soup noodles borrowed from wine, you are delicious, I will call the ox cart to send you home." ”

Zhang Sanlang waved his hand, his face was flushed, "I'm not drunk!" ”

While saying that he was not drunk, he picked up the noodle soup and drank it in his mouth, and he was sweating sourly, and after a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on Zhang Sanlang's head.

Han Chuan was relieved at this time.

Sweating, the wine is half awake.

At first glance, she was spoiled by her family, and she allowed herself to get drunk in the restaurant and go home, and she didn't want to do Zhang Sanlang's business anymore.

What's more, Zhang Saburo knows how to cook and doesn't eat blindly, which is quite rare.

In today's world, eating is about pomp and circumstance, which restaurant has a bonsai waterfall in front of the door, and which restaurant has an elegant atmosphere; Whichever restaurant has a wall covered with gold leaf, which restaurant is magnificent, but it tastes like shit. It is rare for Zhang Sanlang not to fall into the cliché, and such a big gentleman is willing to line up in front of the "Shixian" stall to buy pancakes, which shows that he really loves to eat.

Between the diners and the chef, it is like a high water to find a soulmate.

Han Chuan glanced at the bosom friend who was burying his head in eating and snoring and eating noodle soup, and wanted to pinch the bridge of his nose a little, other people's bosom friends were all former court chiefs or ministers, and if she was here, she would be a simple gentleman.

Zhang Sanlang finished eating, sweating almost, looking at the basin on the table with only red peppers left, suddenly his mind cleared, and he pointed to the dish, "Shopkeeper, you said this dish is crispy and crispy, what is it made of?" ”

Han Chuan's eyes fell on the basin, pursed his lips and smiled, "Do you think it's delicious?" ”

Zhang Sanlang nodded hurriedly, "The outside is crispy and the inside is tender, the fat is hearty, it is the part of the animal body that is heavy in fat and full of flavor, first stir the fragrance, and stir the skin on the outside to be crispy and delicious, but the fat inside is soft and elastic..."

Flavorful...

Han Chuan laughed. Odd books

If the "flavor" of this part is insufficient, then there is no "flavor" on the pig!

Han Chuan smiled very frankly, "This part is not very elegant, if you listen to it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter in the future." ”

"You say!" Zhang Sanlang was a little unconvinced, and his tone was proud, "I have eaten both deer-whip and cow treasure!" No matter where the hero comes from, if it's delicious, any part is a treasure! ”

I can't see that Zhang Sanlang still has a bit of a simple meaning for eating.

Han Chuan pursed his lips and smiled, "... This is the large intestine of the pig, the water of the pig, and it is generally the large intestine that the lower riba people will buy only if they can't afford meat. You can rest assured, this large intestine has been washed section by section, kneaded with flour many times, poured rice wine, put ginger slices and green onions and marinated for a long time, you don't have any taste today, right? ”

Zhang Saburo is a little wooden.

Where is the large intestine of a pig?

Pigs in the water?

What does it smell like?

Zhang Sanlang, who drank the wine, was a little sluggish, and waited for a long time before finally reacting.

Pig large intestine!

Feign.... Feign... The part that contains!

Zhang Sanlang involuntarily turned out a stream of sour water in his stomach, but after thinking about the rare taste and spicy taste, he held back stubbornly and went down little by little.

Cleaning the pig's large intestine did not disgust Hanchuan, this disgusting Hanchuan.

Zhang Saburo waved his hand, put his hand on the table, and looked at the pot of red dishes, not knowing what he was thinking.

If you don't know, it's fine...

Now I know, how to eat in the future!

Zhang Saburo rubbed his hair, emotionally broken.

Han Chuan smiled and handed the small gift box wrapped in oil paper to Zhang Sanlang, "I guess you can't eat it, so I'll pack today's dim sum water tower cake and the golden soufflé promised to you and take it back to eat." Looking at Zhang Sanlang's fragmented eyes, like a puppy who just knew that he had eaten, his eyes were wet, and Han Chuan couldn't help laughing, "Don't think about it, the large intestine is delicious!" Next time you come, I'll give you a different way to eat - the iron bell grilled large intestines, with raw garlic slices, soybean hot sauce, perilla leaves, wrapped in beet leaves, one bite at a time to ensure that you eat one plate and want to have a second plate. ”

Sounds like it's a little tasty.

Zhang Saburo couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

After such a fuss, the wine also woke up for more than half of the time, Zhang Sanlang settled the silver, Han Chuan stood at the counter and took out a paper slip after Han Chuan stood at the counter, "Do you want to consider making a one-year card?" For two hundred taels a year, you can use this place as a canteen and come to eat every night. ”

"This kind of treatment, this kind of price, is only limited to five places, and after these five, I will never release such a discount again. In the future, the 'Fresh' restaurant will not accept diners who have not eaten in the 'Fresh' stage of testing the water, and if new diners want to eat at 'Fresh', they must ask old customers to introduce them. If your future business is done, you will definitely be sought-after in the official circle! ”

Zhang Sanlang heard it in a fog.

I understood a sentence.

Two hundred taels a year, he can use this place as a canteen.