Seeing the four small cups coming up, the old diners at both tables put down their chopsticks and turned their heads to look at Meng Shitong's table, as if they were looking forward to something?

Feng Ruoruo found that her grandfather and grandparents were watching, and she couldn't help but feel very strange, looked at the table of uncles and aunts over there, and quietly asked the nearest Grandma Liu.

"Grandma Liu, what are you all looking at?"

Old Mrs. Liu stretched out her hand to take Feng Ruoruo into her arms, and whispered to the little girl: "Grandparents are watching, what kind of expressions those uncles and aunts will have when they open the lid." ”

Feng Ruoruo was even more strange: "What kind of expressions will it be, why do you want to look at their expressions?"

Mrs. Liu gently combed the little girl's hair and said, "Don't worry, I'll see it soon, it's very interesting." ”

Meng Shitong looked at the small cup in front of her, and had to say that it was the first time she had seen such a delicate small cup of dishes, especially in such an unsightly small restaurant.

Before lifting the lid, Meng Shitong unexpectedly glanced behind him and saw that the two tables of old men were looking at his side.

From the anticipation of the two tables of old men, and full of a confident smile, Meng Shitong vaguely read a little unusual charm.

Meng Shitong stared at the small cup in front of her again, and couldn't help but think: Is the food here really so different?

Thinking about it, Meng Shitong and his friends reached out together and gently lifted the lid of the small cup in front of them.

The moment the lid was lifted, of course, there was no golden light soaring into the sky, and it was impossible for a snow-white male lion to really pop out.

In the small cup, a curling green smoke rose, accompanied by the fragrance wafting into everyone's nostrils.

As far as the eye can see, there are green leaves, small red flowers, and a large snow-white ball, and finally it is separated by the balls, two distinct two-color soups.

The color matching is indeed very good, although it is not amazing, but it also has a unique charm.

When Meng Shitong looked carefully, the companion next to him couldn't help but mutter: "It's not much of a novelty to look at, just this one costs 60?"

As soon as the words fell, Lao Zhangtou said unceremoniously: "60 You can eat it, but in another day, you may not be able to eat it." ”

Mrs. Liu waved her hand and said: "Lao Zhang, this is not right, it is not difficult to buy catfish now, but wild ones are really rare, I just don't know, Yifan this, will it taste bad without wild?"

Lao Zhangtou immediately said: "That will naturally be different, anyway, I think this dish is definitely worth 60." ”

Meng Shitong's companions, listening to a few old people over there, also showed an unconvinced look when they carried them behind their backs.

Meng Shitong saw it and smiled at his companion: "Okay, let's try it, the boss's lion head is indeed a little unique, maybe there is no hole in the soup of these two colors?"

After saying that, Meng Shitong no longer hesitated, picked up the spoon with the small cup, gently cut into the white and tender lion's head, and dug out a piece with the golden soup and put it in his mouth.

The friends at the same table also dug up a piece and put it in their mouths.

After a short silence, Meng Shitong and his friends instantly widened their eyes, and all of them had incredible expressions on their faces, and at the same time revealed a stunning look.

Then, several people did not stop at all, and just ate the lion's head in the small cup in the blink of an eye with one spoonful after spoonful.

At the end of eating, he didn't want to waste even a drop of soup, so he picked up the small cup and ate all the soup inside.

Feng Ruoruo stared at a few uncles and aunts, watching them gobble up all of them, and he was reluctant to let go of even the last drop of soup in it. The little girl's eyes widened incredulously.

Then the little girl turned her head to look at the grandpa and grandparents around her, and found that everyone had that kind of expression on their faces.

Grandma Liu whispered to the stunned Feng Ruoruo: "If you see it, aren't the expressions of those uncles and aunts interesting?"

Feng Ruoruo's child looked at it carefully, and then asked in a low voice: "Grandma Liu, they eat that so cleanly, they don't need to be washed by father and mother." ”

The little girl's words first stunned everyone, and then the old diners at both tables couldn't help laughing.

In the laughter of the old diners, Meng Shitong and the others glanced at the small cups, and sure enough, they were all eaten very cleanly.

Thinking of the little girl's words again, the group of people instantly felt a wave of shame.

Meng Shitong quickly calmed down, turned his head to look at the old man at the two tables, stood up and asked respectfully: "Old man, why does this lion's head taste like this, it is ...... like this?"

For a while, thinking about the taste of the lion's head, Meng Shitong was a little short of words, and she didn't know how to describe it?

Lao Zhangtou smiled and said, "Why is it so delicious, isn't it?"

Meng Shitong could only nod: "It's really delicious." ”

Mrs. Liu asked, "Then what are you eating, is this lion's head made of?"

"What are you made of?" Meng Shitong turned to look at his friends, and found that everyone was also confused, and they really didn't eat any ingredients.

Lao Zhangtou shook his head and said: "I'm blind, I haven't tasted it, this is ginseng fruit fed to Zhu Bajie." ”

Feng Ruoruo heard Grandpa Zhang's words, and the little girl immediately said: "Grandpa Zhang is not allowed to scold, Auntie is so beautiful, how can she be Zhu Bajie?"

Originally, Lao Zhangtou's words made Meng Shitong and the others a little unhappy, but when Feng Ruoruo's children stood up and said it, they suddenly felt that it seemed to be nothing, and everyone was indeed not better than Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit just now.

Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "If we are right, everyone is civilized and is not allowed to scold."

In fact, the lion's head is made of catfish meat puree and tofu, the key is to simmer this tofu catfish lion's head soup, as well as the golden and white soup that goes with it, to bring out the deliciousness of the catfish. ”

After listening to the introduction of the old diners, Meng Shitong and the others realized that a dish was so exquisite.

When I think back to the appearance of this dish, it is really very good to play all the "color, flavor and shape". Looking back now, it's really worth it to sell for 60 for such a one.

Lao Zhangtou added at the end: "The one you eat today is made of catfish from wild life, and it is fresh to a higher level, and if you want to eat it next time, it depends on whether the boss of the kitchen can buy it." ”

After watching and listening for a long time, the guests at the two tables next to him finally couldn't help but shout.

"Hostess, we also order the lion's head they eat. ”

"Hostess, let's order one too. ”

Hearing the guests at both tables yelling, Feng Ruoruo decisively stood out of Grandma Liu's arms and said, "No, Dad said, there are only the last four left, and they will be eaten by these uncles and aunts." ”

The little girl's words made Meng Shitong and them a little proud. The other two tables of guests regretted that they couldn't make a decisive move.

However, soon a "ringing eel paste" from the other table also opened the eyes of the next table.

Especially Feng Yifan pushed a small can of hot oil and poured oil on the table in person, and the hot oil sounded "Bang La", and the fragrance was really tempting.

Seeing this, Meng Shitong couldn't help but exclaim: "This family's Xiangyou eel paste is so authentic, Xiangyou, Xiangyou, just listen to this sound, this is the sixth flavor in addition to the legendary 'color, fragrance and shape'." ”

The old diners looked at each other, and the old man praised Meng Shitong: "I can't see it, you are not very old, and you know how to eat." ”

Next, several tables of dishes came up one after another, and it can be said that each dish is real from the shape to the taste, which is amazing, and the taste is so delicious that every diner can't wait to lick the plate.

The small restaurant is full of fragrant food, and although the business is not booming, every diner who comes out has a satisfied smile on his face.

Feng Ruoruo's children are very happy, she doesn't know what business is not hot, she only knows that there are a lot of guests here today. Grandpa's small restaurant is very lively, and everyone eats Dad's dishes very happily.

In this way, as long as Dad doesn't leave, Feng Ruoruo's children can call him "Dad" in the future.