Lin Xiaotian tapped on the tabletop, waiting for the fat octopus old man's dishes while looking around the decoration around the restaurant, and he found a sentence on one side of the wall of the storefront.

Grieku is full, eating the mood of a chef.

The tone of the fat octopus old man is not small, he can make a mood in the dish, if he is a superb cook, even if it is Lin Xiaotian now, he can't guarantee that every meal can make a mood taste.

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As time passed, a faint aroma wafted from the kitchen, filling the small Glikuman, making the three people who had not eaten feel unbearably hungry.

Finally, the chubby octopus old man came over with a tray, he walked very slowly, his steps were still staggering, and the aroma hooked one by one, hooking the three of them until their throats were squirmed.

When the tray was put down, the three of them couldn't wait to start eating, like hungry wolves!

Because it was breakfast, the old man made it very simple, a big wooden basin in the middle, brown thick soup, it should be the cooking method of their race, Lin Xiaotian couldn't understand it.

There were a few plates of crispy pasta next to the wooden basin, which looked like butter cakes, with a fruity fragrance, which Lin Xiaotian had never seen either.

"I hope I can have a good meal. ”

The chubby octopus old man made a chest stroking ceremony very gentlemanly, this etiquette Lin Xiaotian still knows, this is the chef's most sincere respect for the guests.

The old man's gestures were telling him that he had been a good cook, or at least that he had a good position.

The old man slowly retreated after stroking his chest, and Lin Xiaotian couldn't help it, so they picked up the wooden bowl and went to the big wooden basin to serve the soup.

The soup was unusually rich, and the large wooden spoon seemed to be in the syrup, stirring gently, and you could feel something at the bottom of the basin.

There are a lot of things like tofu cubes in the thick soup, which are very similar to "tofu brains", but Lin Xiaotian knows that this is not, it has a faint bitter fragrance like coffee, this is definitely not tofu brains.

If you look at it from the eyes of an ordinary Azure star, this may be a dark dish, and it is difficult to associate it with food in terms of appearance and bitter aroma.

Just as Mengyuan and Xing Shifang reflected, the two of them took a sip of soup with great interest, and then their faces were very strange, as if they had eaten poison.

Mengyuan's little face was flushed, and he couldn't bear to spit out the soup, how unpalatable was this?

"Xiaotian, don't eat it, it's too bitter, this soup is too bitter!"

Mengyuan shook his little hand and rinsed his mouth with water, which was very funny.

Lin Xiaotian just smiled, looked at Xing Shifang who nodded next to him, indifferently picked up the wooden spoon, and scooped up a mouthful of soup, but he was different from the two, his soup spoon not only had brown soup, but also white ingredients.

A mouthful of soup was sent to the mouth, and the bitterness in the mouth was abnormal, even Lin Xiaotian couldn't help frowning, and then with the stirring of his tongue, the white ingredients began to exert its effect.

There is a kind of cool sweetness that begins to dilute the bitterness, the taste of bitterness first and then sweetness highlights the aroma of white ingredients, it is the aroma of some kind of fruit, Lin Xiaotian can't taste it, the gap in cooking skills is too big, and the ingredients don't know it at all.

He slowly tore open a small piece of pancake and put it in his mouth to taste slowly, this time the sweet fruity aroma was even stronger, and the smell of the crepes was also accompanied by the smell of the pancake, which made people feel refreshed.

It's delicious! This weird technique is really powerful, and it brings out the sweet taste to the extreme!

Lin Xiaotian immediately ate it in this order, his hands were like a linkage machine, and he kept sending thick soup and pancakes into his mouth, leaving the other two people stunned.

Mengyuan and Xing Shifang also woke up, they probably ate it in the wrong way, and they started trying again after learning Lin Xiaotian's way.

Sure enough, the two of them were immediately attracted by this strange expression, and when they changed the appearance they disliked just now, their eyes lit up, and the wind swept away.

Looking at the two who were still trying to eat, Lin Xiaotian picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, burping. After eating, Lin Xiaotian didn't enjoy it very much, but frowned slightly and began to think.

In this breakfast just now, Lin Xiaotian ate a lot of things, not just delicious.

First of all, the moral of this dish, according to the style of the fat octopus old man decorating Grekuman, it is known that he is a very stylish person, and it is not difficult to think of the meaning of such a strange dish when the store is closed.

Bitterness is his current mood, but the sweetness of the white ingredients in the thick soup is his unwillingness, and the sweetness of the pancakes is his original memory.

As long as you have a little food skills, you can guess what he means, and he does integrate emotions into the dish.

But this is not the point, what makes Lin Xiaotian even more strange is that this dish has many flaws, first of all, the combination of thick soup and white ingredients, almost a little hot, if it takes longer, it will be perfect, and there will be no situation at the beginning of the two.

Because the heat is in place, the sweet smell of white ingredients can be integrated into the soup, and even if you don't eat white ingredients, it is not necessarily bitter.

Then there is the production of pancakes, the taste is uneven, Lin Xiaotian ate the intensity of the two aromas from the two pancakes, although the difference is very small, but it can't escape Lin Xiaotian's tongue.

According to the fat old man's cooking skills, this situation should not occur, how can this kind of basic flaw appear on the chef's body, is it because he wants to close the store, he is a little absent-minded?

There were many suspicions in his heart, but Lin Xiaotian never held back, he stood up and came to the position of the bar.

I saw the chubby octopus old man sitting in a daze on the swivel chair, staring at the table top of the bar, on which there were bills, pens and other small things.

"Ahem, senior......"

Lin Xiaotian coughed lightly, and his title was changed, the old man's craftsmanship was recognized by him, and it was not an exaggeration to say "senior".

The fat old man came back to his senses, glanced at Lin Xiaotian, opened the bill, and said softly: "I'm full, it's thirty-five thousand in total." ”

Thirty-five thousand? Obediently, a meal of alien tofu brain costs thirty-five thousand?

But this dish is worth this price, Lin Xiaotian smacked his lips and said, "Senior, can I ask a question before checking out?"

"No discounts, no bargaining, no erasure, thirty-five thousand!"

The old man's reaction made Lin Xiaotian cough, but he still quickly settled the account, and then asked, "Senior, can you tell you the reason for closing?"

It's a shame that such a good restaurant shouldn't just close its doors.

"I'm old, the income of the restaurant can't be good, I can't pay the rent, I can't open once a month, what can I do to continue to open?"

"How so?"

What the old man said really shouldn't be, Lin Xiaotian immediately told the old man his interpretation of the dishes, including those flaws, he thought that solving this problem would solve the fat old man's decision to close the store.

Lin Xiaotian's interpretation made the fat octopus old man's eyes light up, in his eyes, Lin Xiaotian is a bosom friend!

Many people come here for the delicious food, but not many people can know what the old man's mood is today, mainly because no one cares.

Bosom friends are rare, and this interpretation makes the fat old man have the meaning of cooking a big meal.

There was a fire in his eyes, and he was eager to try, but the flame only burned for a moment, and his eyes gradually dimmed, followed by a long sigh.