Gourmet Food Supplier

"You can't feel happy when you laugh." Wang Hong wanted to make friends, and he was also many friends.

"Brother, look at you very seriously, what are you remembering?" Wang Hong asked softly.

"Ah?" Obviously, Zi didn't expect someone to talk to him, and after a short while he answered, "Statistics, statistics."

"Huh?" Wang Hong thought for the first time that men were also engaged in the business of catering, and came to the Kitchen God shop to learn from them. Although this is not common, it is definitely not uncommon.

"I have eaten thirty-five kinds of vegetables, and today is thirty-six." Rat said, showing the little book to Wang Hong without any precaution.

[Precious dishes eaten 33 times on January 11: Spicy fish with fish. After eating, it's delicious.

Szechuan food eaten for the 34th time on February 8: fish-flavored shredded pork. After eating, it's delicious.

On March 6th, the 35th plate of steamed vegetables: steamed herring. After eating, it's delicious. ]

Wang Hong gave a glance and was more curious. He knew another person who would also record the dish, and that person was Yu Yue.

But the two are completely different. This one is like a personal diary. The comments are always the same, "It's delicious."

It feels like this has no effect other than knowing what dishes I have eaten.

"Very good." Wang Hong didn't know what to say, echoed.

"Thank you." Rat thanked him seriously, and seemed to thank Wang Hong for his words.

Wang Hong used to think he could speak, but today nothing seems to be said, and the conversation is temporarily put on hold.

Every time the mouse comes to the kitchen God's restaurant for dinner, he only orders one dish and one bowl of rice, which is no exception.

The presence of Su Ruoyan meant that the first diners could go in.

Wang Hong and Mouse were the second batch of diners. After entering, Wang Hong paid attention.

Looking at the records, I basically come to the Kitchen God Store once a month, that is, there are almost thirty times, and more than thirty can definitely be called a regular customer, and Wang Hong finally understands why he is not impressed.

It is the mouse that deliberately avoids communicating with people. For example, when ordering: "A piece of green pepper shredded pork and a piece of rice made of white rice.

The words were so full, except that Su Ruoyan checked the price again, then took out the WeChat code, and didn't ask again.

Also, after ordering meals, I stared at the table without talking to anyone.

Of course, Wang Hong couldn't keep paying attention, so when his own dishes were served, he took his eyes off and started eating.

When Wang Hong remembered such a person again, he looked at other diners in his seat.

Rat left after eating, bowed his head and walked out of Taoxi Road, and then walked through the bustling square until he turned into a small road without people, his pace slowed down.

"I ate green pepper and shredded pork in the shop today, and although it was a bit frustrating when I lined up, it was generally good. No one noticed me, it was good." A relaxed smile appeared on Zi's face.

It didn't take long before it became dark.

"唧唧 啾啾"

In the quiet night, the sound of insects is especially obvious. On the night of spring night, the birds call insects, and they can only be heard in places with a lot of vegetation. Other places are basically extinct.

the next day

One of Jia Ming's staff was like being beaten up when he went to work today, and he seemed extremely excited. The work under his hands was a bit negligible. By the afternoon of the appointment, the work had already been completed.

"Let's go." Jia Ming looked at the time to greet everyone who could not bear it.

"Immediately." This time they worked together.

In order to prepare Jia Ming's full dinner for Jia Ming, Yuan Zhou also made some preparations.

The famous chicken fir in Yunnan Province is full of twenty-four dishes. There is nothing to change, but the other side dishes are quite thoughtful by Yuanzhou.

It is different from the traditional chicken fir mat, but it also follows the tradition and brings a little bit of the characteristics of the kitchen **** shop, that is, it has a bit of Yuanzhou's personal style.

This is another attempt by Yuanzhou after Yuan Yuan roasted suckling pig.

The chicken fir provided by the system is placed directly in a cabinet, but it does not grow in the soil, but the pole of the chicken fir is obviously moist with soil, so it is definitely freshly picked.

"Wow, wow"

Facing the flowing water, Yuanzhou gently scrubs the chicken fir with grass leaves, which not only avoids damaging the surface of the chicken fir, but also allows the chicken fir to retain the unique fragrance of the grass.

"It always feels like something is missing?" Yuanzhou always felt a little bit empty in his heart, and didn't know what was going on.

"I see. When you provided the chicken fir before the system, it didn't give me the science. Was there no electricity?" Yuanzhou suddenly responded.

Just say a little less.

"Isn't this chicken's living method finally inferior to humans?" Yuanzhou guessed.

The main reason is that it is not as good as a pig, not as good as a cow, it is a strawberry, and an apple is not as good, so there is nothing to say.

But now that he has a kind of food that is not as good as his own, Yuanzhou feels inexplicably happy.

"Since the host's sincere request, the bucket said mercifully." The system suddenly said: "The ant nest is an ideal living environment for the symbiosis of chicken fir and termite. In order to raise high-quality chicken mushroom, The system preferentially selects termite queens and male ants to breed offspring, selects the best of the three generations with the best quality, and raises them to eat various precious metals and good wood from an early age. . "

"... Is that the Rockets that travel through the galaxy?" Yuanzhou said silently: "And all of this is wrong, is it not a barrel."

The system is on-hook.

Yuanzhou ignored it and continued to process the ingredients.

Jia Ming set out early and arrived early. At least, no one except Zhou Xi and Wu Hai arrived.

"Really timely." Jia Mingxin said.

"Chicken fir is delicious, but now it's not the season to eat. I don't know if it's delicious here, Boss Yuan?" One of Bobo's sisters was a little worried.

"How long has the **** chicken egg soup been eaten? Boss Yuan is absolutely delicious." Lin Yu is a native of Rongcheng, who is a native of Rongcheng. Don't be too familiar with chicken fir.

When I was young, I was searching everywhere, and it was all childlike.

Everyone chatted for a few words, the queues in the back became longer and longer, and soon the dinner time began.

Jia Ming and his team consisted of twelve people. They came early and were in the first echelon. Apart from them, there were four outsiders.

Some people believe that the chicken banquet can be said to be the first banquet in Yunnan Province. In fact, there is a certain reason, not only in terms of materials, but also in terms of eating and reporting.

Not only does each dish have a poetic and picturesque name, it is also rare to have a dish accompanied by a poem, but the chicken fir occupies the whole seat, which is really delicious and elegant.

Jia Ming took the lead, and everyone sat down in order according to the vacancies. Among them, except Jia Ming, everyone came to the kitchen God's shop for the first time, but as a young man surfing the Internet, the rules of the shop are as precious.

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