Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Foodie's Story

Under Zheng Xiaolu's sharp questioning, Li Chuanshui sighed and said, "Hey! I didn't want to say it, but I was tired of saying it! ”

Raising his head, Li Chuanshui glared at Chicheng's eyes and said to Zheng Xiaolu: "Xiaolu, I'll tell you the truth!" It's true that I'm not an ordinary eater, I'm a foodie...... Oh, no, it's a gourmet! Gourmets who are determined to eat all the world's best food and give them a rating. ”

"Oh?! It's new. As Zheng Xiaolu spoke, most of the suspicion and vigilance on his face disappeared, and it was replaced by a kind of curiosity and expectation.

Under this curiosity and expectation, Li Chuanshui told Zheng Xiaolu in his helpless voice that he was a salesman, and he was a natural foodie, and he had long heard the door of Zheng's wonton shop, and he had long wanted to come to this wonton shop to feast on it, but he never thought that he was busy with business, and he couldn't take a break.

Time is tight and the task is heavy, Li Chuanshui is afraid that he will not be able to get in line, so he came over so much time in advance, in order to be the first to eat, and leave quickly after eating, so as not to delay the train.

After saying this, Li Chuanshui said with a bitter face: "We are small people, humble foodies, it is not easy to chew and chew, your family is such an expensive ravioli, I naturally made a lot of determination to come." ”

Although Li Chuanshui's story is very confusing, it is almost always true, so he said it very emotionally, and Zheng Xiaolu in front of her was obviously moved by that sincere "love".

After Li Chuanshui finished speaking, Zheng Xiaolu nodded sympathetically and understandingly: "You are really miserable, but I really admire your dedication to food." ”

After speaking, Zheng Xiaolu stood up, moved his thin white fingers, and then said, "That's it, I'll make you a bowl of wontons now." You eat well and go back to work, and you are exhausted in order to wait for a bowl of ravioli, and the gains outweigh the losses. ”

"You do?!" Li Chuanshui frowned, and followed closely: "But I heard that your wontons are passed on to men and not to women." ”

"That was before." Zheng Xiaolu put on an apron, walked into the stove, opened the lid of the filling, and said at the same time: "The wonton shop has been passed down to our generation, and my brother and I are left, so it doesn't matter if you are male or female." ”

"Oh!" After Li Chuanshui smiled excitedly and evilly, he followed closely: "Then I'm blessed!" Suck and slip~"

In this way, Zheng Xiaolu made a bowl of wontons for Li Chuanshui alone.

During the production, although the girl's hand speed and movements were not fast, she was relaxed one by one, with eyes between movements and actions, relaxed and generous, really like a deer jumping in a mountain stream, full of agility and ...... Haughty beauty.

In less than five minutes, a steaming bowl of wontons with oil flowers was served.

After the wontons and chopsticks were served, Zheng Xiaolu sat opposite Li Chuanshui and said with a confident smile: "Try it, I promise it won't disappoint you." ”

Obedient, Li Chuan bowed his head, then picked up the spoon in the wonton bowl, first broke the wonton, sniffed it carefully, looked at it, and then bit it down and chewed it carefully.

The moment the delicious food was eaten, Li Chuanshui's head seemed to be awakened by the roar of a giant bell.

This bowl of wontons, from the skin to the filling, is full of a faint smoothness and fresh aroma, the aroma is incomparable and unique, and does not belong to any kind of meat he knows.

This fragrance is like a silky arm, pulling Li Chuanshui's tongue and chewing non-stop, mouthful after mouthful, wanting to stop.

It's a pleasure to chew clouds in your mouth!

The unique taste of wontons made Li Chuanshui a little confused at first, but in the next moment, Li Chuanshui's analytical ability quickly told him that this taste was not a single meat, but a special ...... Mix incense.

In the delicate chewing, Li Chuanshui's brain was not idle, almost at the first bite, he judged that the filling was unique and unprecedented, it was made of pork, shrimp, mixed and crushed according to the ratio of three to one, and mixed with a kind of "adjunct" unique to his store.

Compared with the simple and full of main ingredients, the complex spreading material is the key, until the fifth one, Li Chuanshui confirmed that this laying material is a strange dish mixed with seven or eight things such as carrots, celery, lettuce, cinnamon powder, bean noodles, etc.

With the addition of those things, the originally oily pork is no longer greasy, and the rich umami of the fresh shrimp has also been constricted, making the wonton "fragrant but not", and invisibly increasing the chewiness and sweetness, and the original salty main ingredient looks peaceful.

In short, this seasoning is so unique that it is so delicious that it is not an exaggeration to say that it makes people addicted, and it is no wonder that people will sell 88 a bowl.

When the wontons were about to be eaten, Li Chuanshui "forced" himself to put down the chopsticks in his hand, and then arched his hand at Zheng Xiaolu.

He smiled: "Admiration, admiration, worthy of the name!" Your wontons are delicious, and with your wontons, my evening work will definitely be better. ”

Li Chuanshui's compliment was exchanged for Zheng Xiaolu's luscious smile, and she pinched her fingers and replied: "It's good if you like to eat, and it's also an honor for a chef to meet a diner like you who can eat." ”

Xiaolu's words immediately made Li Chuanshui respectful.

This girl's literacy and morality are comparable to those of Zhang Longcha, and even too much.

Zheng Xiaolu's wonton Li Chuanshui was very satisfied, and Li Chuanshui's evaluation Zheng Xiaolu was very happy, but at the moment when the two of them were harmonious and sympathetic to each other, a not very harmonious voice interrupted all this.

"Fawn! Who is this man? Are you on fire for him? "The words of the people who came were very blunt, and they came up with extreme resentment, which made people listen to them very annoyingly.

Following the sound, Li Chuanshui turned his head and saw a man with angry eyes, a beard, obscene eyes, and some alcohol in front of the two of them.

The man's words made Zheng Xiaolu panic, and she followed her in a panic: "Brother...... Why did you come back early? You...... Drinking again? ”

Elder brother? Li Chuanshui realized that the bearded man who entered the door was the owner of this Feilong wonton shop, Zheng Dagang.

Listening to Zheng Xiaolu's doubts, Zheng Dagang was still extremely angry and irrational, after he came in, he first glanced at Li Chuanshui coldly, and then scolded Zheng Xiaolu: "Can I see you taking private work if I don't come back?" I'm in charge of this hotel! You girl, cooking for outsiders without my permission, you are getting bolder and bolder! ”

Listening to Zheng Dagang's counting, Zheng Xiaolu's face was like dirt, and the girl trembled all over, explaining vigorously, like a frightened fawn.

"I'm sorry, brother...... I just watched him get tired of queuing, and he didn't look like a rich man, so I ......"

"If you don't have money, don't eat!" Zheng Dagang threw himself in, spitting out wine, and said extremely arrogantly: "Our wontons themselves are not for poor ghosts!" Say 88 is 88, say five o'clock open five o'clock! Who can't afford to complain? ”

Zheng Dagang's finger sang scolded Huai, and Li Chuanshui quickly cooled his face.

This Zheng Dagang is just relying on a secret recipe of his ancestors, can he be so arrogant? And he is so arrogant to his own sister, is there still a little bit of humanity?