On September 24, it was cloudy and sunny, and it was suitable for business and travel.

The Yu restaurant quietly hung up its business sign.

Zhao Youwei came to Beijing from Ancheng for a tour, and his girlfriend saw Lan Tingxuan's store visit video from a well-known social platform, clamoring to pull weeds.

As a result, when I arrived at Lanhai Street, I realized that this store had to make an appointment in advance, and the number had arrived three days later. Zhao Youwei looked at his girlfriend's expectant eyes, gritted his teeth and asked the boy who was queuing alone: "Can you give me the number?" I'll pay ......"

The boy glanced at him as if he were looking at Shen Jing Bing, and said disdainfully, "Lan Tingxuan's number is not something that can be measured by money. As he spoke, he turned his head to play with his phone and ignored him.

Zhao Youwei asked a few more people unwillingly, and the results were all the same. He looked at his girlfriend apologetically, feeling the light in her eyes gradually go out.

"Why don't we eat something else?" Zhao Youwei looked around and saw a red and black ancient pavilion next to Lanting Xuan, "That one seems to be quite distinctive." ”

The door was equipped with old-fashioned wind chimes, and Zhao Youwei pushed the door open, and the wind chimes moved with the wind, making a pleasant jingle sound. A young girl dressed in a black robe and tied up her hair walked over: "Welcome, how many of you?" ”

Zhao Youwei stretched out two fingers.

The girl continued to smile: "Please follow me." Zhao Youwei followed behind her, only to see the red hairband on her head constantly fluttering from side to side with the walking posture, and he held his hand that was about to move.

"Sit down, I'll pour you tea. There is a menu on the table, you can take a look at it first. The girl guided them into their positions, gave them a brief introduction, and left in a hurry.

His girlfriend approached him and whispered, "This shop is beautiful." ”

The interior of the restaurant is all made of wooden grilles, each small private room has a simple sliding door, the tables and chairs are also wooden, a small stream runs through all the private rooms, and the stream surface is sporadically bubbling with budding lotus buds, and a few small red carp flicking their tails.

The light is a warm beige, and through the wooden railing overhead, it casts a glow on the table, and in such an environment, the mood seems to be much calmer.

Zhao Youwei opened the menu, and the first page was four big characters in regular script: Yujia Restaurant.

He hastily flipped through it, and it was also the name of the dish in regular script, and it was also thoughtfully accompanied by patterns and dish introductions. He handed the menu to his girlfriend and began to observe the restaurant himself.

His hometown of Anseong has a long history, and many dynasties have been in Anseong, and it is no exaggeration to say that there are at least several in his history textbooks from childhood to university. The most glorious moment was the Tang Dynasty, and the ruins of the Tang Dynasty are still preserved in Anseong.

The feeling that this gives him, along with some of the buildings in Anseong, is surprisingly consistent.

"Hello, your tea is here." The girl came over with a tray, a half-height kettle, a tea bowl, two teacups, and a cup of tea leaves, "This is the phoenix single bush." With that, he put down the plate in his hand and began to make tea in front of the two of them.

Tea leaves are put into the tea bowl, brewed with boiling water, the first bowl is poured out, and the second bowl is the tea that can be drunk.

Zhao Youwei picked up the teacup given by the girl, and just got to his nose there was a faint fragrance of silver flowers, mixed with a milky fragrance, sweet and soft in the throat, and the tea was slightly bitter, but it was sweet and sweet.

He usually doesn't drink much tea, but this tea inexplicably appeals to his appetite.

My girlfriend didn't have time to drink water, so she brushed her fingers on the menu and clicked: "Charcoal-roasted snails, anti-lotus paste, braised stone clams, and a fresh mushroom and mustard greens. ”

The girl thought silently in her heart, looked at the size of the two, and reminded: "There are too many dishes, and I can't finish eating." ”

My girlfriend closed the menu and said proudly: "Don't be afraid, I'll pack it away if I can't finish eating!" "Anyway, it will never be wasted.

"Okay, please wait." Since the guest strongly demanded it, the girl was not reluctant, and Shi Shiran floated away again.

His girlfriend looked at her back enviously: "There is a kind of fairy aura when I walk......"

Zhao Youwei squinted at her: "If you eat a little less, it won't be long before you can be so immortal." Since falling in love with Zhao Youwei, his girlfriend has let go of herself and taken him everywhere to find food, in just two years, he has gained more than 30 pounds, and the whole person shows a sense of plumpness.

Of course, Zhao Youwei doesn't think she's fat, but he likes his girlfriend now, and it's a blessing to be able to eat!

The first to go was the braised stone clams, each of which was the size of a coin, and there were green and red peppers in it, and they were smoking. Zhao Youwei picked up the chopsticks and picked one, the sauce was so thick that it stuck to the chopsticks, and when he ate it in his mouth, his eyebrows were about to fall off.

The conch is roasted on a small charcoal stove and is full of charcoal aroma, and the snail meat is crystal clear, cut into thin slices, and dipped in a special sauce, crispy and refreshing.

Her girlfriend's chopsticks repeatedly changed rapidly in several plates, and even a small piece of kale was beyond imagination, crunchy in the mouth, mixed with the aroma of mushrooms, and she kept nodding her head when she ate it.

The last dish is the heavy dish anti-lotus paste, and my girlfriend looks at the pork belly on the plate, which is a little difficult, she doesn't like to eat fatty meat. But the lotus paste at the bottom is her favorite sweet, the little angel and the little devil have been fighting in their minds for a long time, and she decided to let Zhao Youwei try it first.

After boiling and frying, the pork belly has long held back most of the fat, at this moment the color is red and bright, the chopsticks are clamped and shaken, the meat is soft but not rotten, full of elasticity, the lotus paste sand covers the back of a layer, a bite down, there is a meaty aroma and not particularly sweet, the fat meat is like the taste of ice cream, sweet with a trace of saltiness.

It was so delicious that he smiled on his face.

hurriedly clipped a piece to his girlfriend: "If you miss it, you will definitely regret it for the rest of your life!" ”

Sure enough, the rich pork belly, the fat part is not greasy at all, and the taste of lotus paste is just right.

Zhao Youwei didn't know if his girlfriend was full, anyway, he was overwhelmed, and there was some soup left on the plate. He stood up with his bloated stomach in his hands, and rebuttoned his pants that he had unbuttoned halfway through.

He inhaled, well, a little tight.

My girlfriend is still drinking tea with great interest, a cup of tea after a meal, and I can eat a stubble after drinking.

Before leaving, his girlfriend pulled Zhao Youwei to take pictures in the restaurant, sat by the creek for a while, played with the stream, pretended to be a shy girl who peeked at her lover, and took a photo with the girl who received them, but what was the action of leaning on someone's shoulder shyly? ? Shouldn't she be leaning on his shoulder? And also...... What the hell is that loving look in the girl's eyes??

Walking out of the door, the wind chimes rang in the wind again, as if to say goodbye to them.

After returning to Ancheng this time, he is going to work in the Garden Country with his girlfriend, and he doesn't know if he will have the opportunity to come to the capital again.

But he knew that in the years to come, he would definitely remember that there was a restaurant in the capital, and he ate unforgettable food here.