In the lobby, two troublesome young people knocked on the plate and shouted: "Okay, no, Lao Tzu is dying of hunger!" ”

Watching the lively food next to them was eating without knowing the taste, but their eyes were always paying attention to the direction of the kitchen, and the old man was confident just now, which made them look forward to what they made. An old man and a young man in the corner were supposed to wait for the car outside to be repaired and left, after all, the food in this restaurant is really not delicious, they are not good to sit in vain, so they ordered two casually, but only ate one bite and put down the chopsticks. But later, when the old man recognized Chef Zhao, he was interested in staying, and he was also curious about what the old man had not taken out of the bottom of the box.

"Come on", Li Sihai came out with the plate and put the plate in front of the two people: "Dude, taste it, if it's not delicious, I will refund you double the money you consumed today!" ”

The two of them looked at it curiously, isn't this a bun, sandwiched one, took a bite, sour, with a little sweetness, but it did not clash with the saltiness of the seasoning. Neither of the two of them spoke, you and I grabbed to eat one bite at a time, and after eating one, I simply threw away the chopsticks and ate directly with my hands.

When the people next to him first saw it, there was a difference, and they said that it was too beautiful, and the steamed buns could be made like this. Then I looked at the people who came to find fault, and I couldn't help but have an appetite despite the hot gulps. They all asked: "Boss, what kind of stuffing is this, how much is a cage?" ”

"This is tomato stuffing, a cage-" Li Sihai looked at Chef Zhao who came out with his hands, looked at him, and asked with his eyes, how much is the right price?

"Eighty-eight dollars a cage!" Chef Zhao said slowly.

"Why is it so expensive! What kind of tomato is worth eighty-eight yuan?! ”

"yes, so expensive?"

The old man in the corner saw the crystal bun brought out, his eyes lit up, and he beckoned to the waiter: "Little girl, come, bring me a copy!" ”

The waiter plucked his eyes and promised, "Okay, please wait, it's good right away!" ”

After a while, the waiter was holding a plate of steamed buns, and the old man tapped the skin with chopsticks, added a little vinegar, and then began to taste it. Yes, it's that smell, alas, how many years.

"Grandpa, is it delicious?"

The little girl looked at the aftertaste on her grandfather's face and asked curiously.

"Well, yes, I ate it once many years ago and it tasted good. The persimmons are delicious and the seasoning is authentic. Come, you can taste it, the simpler the ingredients, the more it can test the chef's cooking skills! ”

"Hehe, let you say, I'm hungry, I'll taste it too!"

The two grandparents tasted it slowly, the buns were not big, and they finished eating eight buns in a while.

"Boss, bring me one, let's try it too!"

"Waiter, I want one here!"

When the other guests in the lobby saw this, some couldn't help but call for a share, people are always curious about things they haven't eaten, and seeing that people eat so deliciously, the gluttonous worms in their stomachs also rebel.

Li Sihai watched the two thugs finish the buns in a few bites, and said with a smile: "How is it, are you two satisfied?" ”

The two wiped their mouths, took a sip of tea, glanced at each other, and then dropped two hundred-dollar bills and left. Needless to say, what I ate just now was so devotive, no matter how much I denied it against my will, others could see it clearly.

Watching the two people who were looking for ballast leave, Li Sihai didn't want to be so happy in his heart, since he started to negotiate with him in Huai Xiangyuan, he hadn't been so happy for a long time.

"Well, it tastes so good!"

"That's right, I didn't expect this tomato to be able to make steamed buns!"

"It's a pity, how did it sell out, and I want to pack some for the elderly at home to bring some for them to try!"

From time to time in the lobby, the guests were amazed, and he decided that from now on he would reorganize his restaurant.

Meng Zhen returned to the village and returned the tricycle in the backyard first. Aunt Meng accepted the ribs she gave politely, and then took four eggs from her own chickens from the house and returned them to her. Meng Zhen did not refuse, people are like this, there are contacts that come and go, and what is lost is not the number of etiquette, but the relationship between each other.

When she got home, she shut the bear that had been wrapped at her feet outside the kitchen, and the little creature had been clamoring to go back since he came out of the manor. Meng Zhen couldn't help it, but he couldn't let it in anymore, it patronized the tomatoes inside, and didn't eat the dog food he prepared, it was still too young to eat too cold, otherwise it wouldn't have diarrhea?

Throw it in the makeshift kennel and put it under the porch, "Stay well, I'll stew pork rib soup for you later!" ”

Xiong Xiong saw that the owner was determined not to let it go back, so he lay lazily on his stomach, ignoring Meng Zhen's consolation prize.

"You stinky guy, you still have a temper?" Meng Zhen laughed and went back to the bedroom to change clothes, and then went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Washing rice, washing pork ribs, soaking gluten, picking two tomatoes and washing and cutting them, beating eggs, Meng Zhen wore an apron and was busy in an orderly manner. Although she is not as shrewd as Chen Xue, not as capable as Yanan, and not as strong as Zhao Na, her cooking skills are the best among the sisters. She grew up with her grandmother, and for as long as she can remember, she watched her busy at the stove. Grandma was a traditional northern woman, hardworking, kind, and able to endure hardships, married her grandfather at the age of fourteen, served her in-laws, took care of her grandfather of the same age, and had five younger siblings. The tempering of life has allowed a half-year-old child to begin to take on the life of a large family, and has also trained her super endurance and exquisite cooking skills.

When I was a child, my favorite thing was to follow my grandmother, watching her knead steamed buns, roll noodles, spread pancakes, and drool while waiting for the meal. Grandma likes to nag, often babbling in her ear to say this and that, at that time I still felt annoyed, and when she died, the roots of her ears were finally clean, only to find that there was a person who loved her and nagged her how happy it was.

Grandma is gone, Meng Zhen has learned all her crafts, but she can make any food that can appear on the table in the north. So when I lived with Chen Xue at that time, Chen Xue always sighed: Whoever marries you is considered to be blessed. As a result, a few years have passed, and Chen Xue, who can only cook instant noodles, has already married, but she, a good wife and mother in the eyes of everyone, has been left.

Put the washed rice in the rice cooker, pour out the water in which the pork ribs are cooked, add hot water again, add the ingredients, bay leaves, and cut gluten, cover the pot and simmer.

The tofu I bought today is very good, and a lot of the tofu sold now is gypsum tofu, which she doesn't like, this kind of tofu is very firm, but it doesn't smell like tofu. It just so happened that the stall next to her was selling brine tofu today, and she looked very tender, so she asked the boss to weigh a piece for her.

First, cut the tofu into thin slices, neatly place it on a plate, then peel the eggs, peel and dice them and sprinkle them on the tofu. Chop the green onions, ginger and pepper and top the tofu. With the ingredients ready, she began to stir-fry. Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, slices of pork with peppers, and then preserved egg tofu.

The dish was fried, and the ribs in the stew pot also emitted a strong fragrance, and she opened the lid of the pot, and the meat was fragrant. The rice in the rice cooker was also ready, and she took out a separate bowl of rice and broth and put it aside to cool. Xiong Xiong hadn't eaten much in the morning, so he probably should be hungry.

After putting all the dishes on the table and setting up the dishes and chopsticks, Liu Jiajia and Feng Xiaoyan also entered the door.

"Sister Meng, what's wrong with Xiong Xiong, I tease it, and it doesn't pay attention to people!" Liu Jiajia came to the kitchen, "Wow, today's dishes are so rich, I'm starving!" ”

"Ignore it, it's having a tantrum with me. Let's go wash our hands, today I went to the market to sell vegetables, and I made a small profit, let's improve our lives! ”

Meng Zhen served three bowls of rice and beckoned them to wash their hands and eat.

"Sister Meng, you're going to sell vegetables, I came back yesterday to see that the vegetables in the yard are blooming, I didn't expect it to be sold so soon."

Feng Xiaoyan sat on the dining chair, picked up the chopsticks, and sandwiched a piece of egg first, well, it's so fragrant! After three years of college, eating in the cafeteria all day, she felt that her sense of taste was about to deteriorate, but she didn't expect Sister Meng's craftsmanship to be so good, she was simply a master.

"Yes, there are few vegetables on the market now, so I sold them at a good price as soon as possible. By the way, try this gluten, it's better than pork ribs! ”

"Hey, gluten can still be eaten like this, I remember the gluten my mother bought, and I ate it as a snack."

Liu Jiajia sandwiched a piece of stewed rotten gluten: "Well, it's delicious, it smells like pork ribs, but it's stronger than pork ribs." ”

said that she ate several more pieces, and said in her heart that her mother's cooking skills were not as good as Sister Meng. When she goes home, she also wants her mother to stew pork ribs like this.

"En, the preserved egg tofu is also delicious, why is it hot, I remember eating cold dishes in the restaurant?"

"It's too cold now, so I fry the seasoning in hot oil and pour it over, and the taste is cooler than the flavor."

"Sister Meng, you are simply amazing! I have decided, I want to worship you as a teacher and learn to cook well! ”

The three of them were eating and chatting.

After lunch, the two teachers went back to class, and Meng Zhen was on the Internet for a while. Even if it is stained with the light of the school, there is also broadband here, but the staff thinks that the road is far away, and they said that they will install it for her when they come to check the line in two days. Now that you can only use wireless to access the Internet, Meng Zhen logged in to QQ, chatted with the sisters in the group, and sent the pictures of the new home to SHOU to show everyone by the way.

Because she grows her own vegetables, she is not as enthusiastic about farm games as she used to be, and she goes offline after a few small talks.

Meng Zhen planned to go to the manor to pick up the vegetables to be sold tomorrow, took a few bamboo baskets, looked at Xiong Xiong's listless appearance, and carried it into the manor together. As soon as he went in and put it down, it ran all over the ground.

Meng Zhen let it go to play, and began to pick vegetables by herself, she just picked so many yesterday, and today she is a lot cooked, looking at the vegetables that fell on the ground, she was a little distressed. Alas, I must pick more today, otherwise tomorrow I will be ripe and fall off.

PS: The gluten here is a kind of traditional pasta we have here, round, the size of a teacup, fried in oil, can be eaten directly, or soaked for cooking.

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