Chapter 104: Dumplings
"What the hell, you still say that mahjong is a game of luck? Labor and management have lost 20 games!"
"Don't talk nonsense, don't hurry up and play cards!"
As soon as Ke Qing complained a few words, he was glared at by Yi Aya, and he didn't dare to squeak, and hurriedly beat out the 3 cylinders of waste cards in his hand.
"Huh!"
Xing Yu spread out the cards and said with a smile: "Mr. Keqing, I agreed." β
"Lost again!!"
"Ahh!!h
"I'm!!"
Yi Aya looked at Ke Qing with some anger.
Since this goods came, she was either on the road to losing or on the road to winning, not to mention how depressed she was!
"I don't have 3 tubes, can't I still dismantle the cards?!"
Ke Qing didn't dare to say anything on the surface, but secretly complained in his heart.
Obviously, he lost, and it should be himself who is depressed, how can he make the other party the most depressed???
"Lord Keqing, it's already noon, do you want to go eat first?"
At this moment, Shen Qiu seized the opportunity to come over and ask.
"Why is it noon so soon?"
Ke Qing was a little surprised.
He felt like he hadn't been playing for long.
"Don't eat at noon, keep going!!"
Yi Aya glared at Shen Qiu, who was not interested from time to time, and was so frightened that Shen Qiu didn't dare to say anything.
The big guy that even Lord Keqing can't beat, he can't afford to provoke.
"Sister Aya, the food of the snow rat tribe is delicious, and you've been playing for so long, why don't you go to the big market?"
"Visiting the big market?"
"Yes, there are a lot of goods in it, more than Shen Qiu took to sell, and there are many good things that can only be purchased with the priority of rare goods. β
"So, then don't play mahjong yet. β
Yi Aya was moved, and directly got up and took Xing Yu's hand, and walked out of the mahjong room a little impatiently.
"Master Keqing, are you still playing?"
As soon as Yi Aya left, Shen Qiu felt like he could do it again.
"The food of the snow rat tribe is delicious?"
"Yes, the food of the snow rat tribe is made with cooking oil, with seasonings, it tastes ......"
Shen Qiu said, saliva was about to flow out.
Even if he already has seasoning powder, after two days of cooking in Nick City, he found speechlessly that the taste is better, but there is still a long way to go from deliciousness!
For this reason, Shen Qiu misses the food of the snow rat tribe very much, and even dreams about it.
"Edible oil, that's what the conference said was a scarce commodity?"
"Yes, I didn't have the right to buy it at the beginning. β
"It tastes better than the food at our Nick City No. 1 restaurant?"
"There is no comparison at all!"
"That's ......"
Ke Qing was said to have a great appetite.
"Where is the best food?"
"I don't know about this, but the first fried chicken at the storefront tastes amazing!"
Shen Qiu remembered the fragrant fried chicken, French fries, and cola, and the taste was unforgettable!
"Okay, let's go eat the first fried chicken!"
When Ke Qing heard Shen Qiu say this, he felt that the gluttonous worms in his stomach were also screaming, and he was originally a little hungry, but now he is getting more and more hungry.
"You want to go to the First Fried Chicken store?"
"I advise you not to go, you will regret it. β
When Ke Qing got up, the rat man who was at the same table with him suddenly spoke.
I saw his eyes rolling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Why do you say that?"
"You are outsiders, so I don't know that this is the peak season, the current flow of people in the first fried chicken store, you have to wait in line for at least an hour, and if you have that time, you might as well go to the food street. β
What is a food court?
Ke Qing and Shen Qiu were a little puzzled, could it be that the whole street was full of food? Both of them were full of curiosity, and at the same time they were more looking forward to the food street.
"Brother, where is the food court?"
"I can take you there, but you'll have to treat me to a meal. β
"Okay!"
Isn't it just the cost of a meal?
Keqing didn't care about this little money at all, and at the same time understood why the other party was so enthusiastic.
It turned out that it was for eating and drinking for nothing.
"Okay, then I'll wait for you at the door!"
To achieve the result he wanted, the rat man was very excited to put the mahjong coins in the bag, and then walked to the door of the mahjong house, waiting for Shen Qiu and them to gather their companions.
After a while, more than 20 people walked out, and the rest of them didn't want to eat and planned to continue playing mahjong, so Shen Qiu naturally wouldn't continue to disturb their interest.
After following the rat man for about ten minutes, Shen Qiu and his party arrived at their destination.
Similar to the Grand Market, the Food Court also has an entrance with a red plaque.
"It smells so good!"
"No, I can't help it!"
More than ten meters away, everyone could smell the aroma that made people drool, and the already hungry stomach kept cooing.
There was no need for this rat man to continue to lead the way, and everyone sped up and walked into the food street with a huge flow of people.
As soon as you enter, you will see a spacious street, lined with stalls on both sides, one after the other, from the street to the end of the street that cannot be seen, and I don't know how far it is.
Each stall has its own stove, with boiling water boiling in an iron pot, steaming in a cage, and a grill in some stalls.
And those stalls are also a case board, on which are placed all kinds of ingredients, the chef in white gold suit, the wife who is basically standing to help with the help, or the children of their own who are over 7 years old.
"This is the food court?"
Many people's eyes lit up instantly.
No wonder the nezumi said they wanted to come here, it was a paradise of food!
"Why don't some people have seats?" While surprised, many people also asked.
Of course, more people are craning their necks to find stalls with fewer queues.
"They make it on the spot, aren't they afraid that the secret recipe of the food will be seen by others?"
Shen Qiu was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but ask the rat man beside him.
"There are so many ways in this, it's not so easy for you to learn!"
The rat man shook his head, and couldn't help but feel a little amused at Keqing's naΓ―ve thoughts: "The most important thing in food is the heat, the secret recipe, and the unique amount of seasoning!"
"Take that meat bun as an example, if you want to roll that skin so thin, do you think it's that simple? It also requires a certain amount of culinary talent and great perseverance to do it!"
"If you don't believe it, look over there. β
The nezumi gestured to a stall ten meters ahead.
I saw a little girl about eleven years old, holding two round wooden sticks in her right hand, rolling out small round dough into thin round slices.
The little girl was very skillful, and the two round wooden sticks struck in her hand with a very strong rhythm, rolling two dough at a time, and the speed was frighteningly fast.
"How did she do it?"
Everyone's eyes widened.
Watching the little girl's performance-like movements, even Keqing and Shen Qiu, who came over, were no exception.
Next to the little girl, an uncle is holding the rolled dough in his left hand, and a pair of chopsticks in his right hand picks out a small piece of meat filling from the basin, puts it on the dough, and pinchs it, and the shape of a moon and a half is formed.
The two cooperate quite tacitly, but there are some traces of flour on their faces and clothes, which will make people feel very uncomfortable in the hot noon, and they must have great perseverance.
"It feels like a steamed bun, but it's different from a steamed bun......"
Shen Qiu, who had eaten meat buns, couldn't help frowning.
If it's a meat bun, it can't be that small.
"Little girl, what are you doing?"
A businessman couldn't help but ask.
"This is a dumpling!"
The little girl smiled.
The mouth answered the merchant's question, but the movements of the hands did not stop, and the two faces were ready again between words.