Gourmets of the Heavens

On a large plate of fried rice, the dark sauce sprinkled at the end does not hide the color of the bright yellow eggs, but because of the addition of emerald green scallions, the whole plate of fried rice looks more attractive.

He was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore, Xiao Li naturally wouldn't hold back anything, since he came in lying down, he no longer had such things.

"I'm gonna start now!"

After bowing to the food, Xiao Li took a spoon and dug a spoonful.

Then he stared at the fried rice wrapped in brown sauce that he scooped up in his hand, but he could still see golden egg flowers, braised pork with a distinct sauce color, and scattered green onions. The rice fragrance went towards his nasal cavity.

It was as if a giant egg fried rice monster had appeared, constantly beating his heart, making his memory of those egg fried rice in the past farther and farther.

"Impossible, Mr. Kai's youthful hot-blooded barbecued pork fried rice is the most delicious food in my memory, and it will never be driven away by the mere aroma!"

As if a middle school boy suddenly went mad, Xiao Li ruthlessly stuffed the spoon into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wok gas swept through his mouth like a blow to the head.

The mild spicy taste broke his dull taste buds due to a lot of exercise, followed by the rich taste of eggs, and the fried rice with distinct grains, the texture of the teeth, and filled every part of the tongue, Starch aroma from rice grains.

Just when his mouth felt a little dry, the stewed meat cubes added water just right, bursting out gravy and marinade, filling his mouth with a new taste.

The most important thing is that at the end, he actually tasted a little bit of sweetness and sourness.

Xiao Li seems to have found himself in this bowl of rice, who is constantly working hard and bumping into the pillars.

Although he has chakra, he can't use ninjutsu and illusion at all. He is known as the tail of the crane, and he has become a ninja with his own efforts. However, when he really entered the world of ninjas, he discovered that taijutsu is really amazing. How insignificant.

But he didn't give up, and neither did his teacher.

It's like the pungent feeling coming out of his mouth, stimulating him, it's the pain of not being recognized but firm, it's the pain of youth!

And the marinade and gravy erupting from the stewed meat grains is like Teacher Kai helping him and preparing various training courses for him, so that his ninja finally has someone who is recognized.

Does the sourness and sweetness at the end indicate that there will be sourness and sweetness in his future?

Xiao Li suddenly burst into tears, but he still didn't forget to stuff the fried rice into his mouth while crying.

Hong Qigong and Tony were very curious to see the big movement of this new diner.

"Small store manager, I see that your fried rice didn't shine today or something, why... he looks like this?"

Zhao Youqian looked at the tearful Xiao Li and suddenly thought of something, and grinned.

"It's an onion, I put an onion!"

"Ah bah."

It suddenly occurred to him that no one would understand what he said, so Zhao Youqian formally explained.

"Who said this fried rice didn't shine?"

"It was just for a moment, and you didn't even notice."

"He will cry because I put black pepper and onion black pepper sauce in my sauce. I also add black pepper when frying braised pork. Sour, this is the necessary pain and sour and sweet taste in youth."

Hearing Zhao Yougan's words, Hong Qigong and Tony couldn't help but spit out their wine.

"Little store manager, speaking of which, you are still in your youth!"

Having asked Zhao Youqian's age long ago, they naturally knew that the young-looking store manager in front of them was really underage.

Even on Hong Qigong's side, he was just a young adult.

"I'm young and mature, mature and stable!"

Angrily giving the two of them a supercilious look, Zhao Youqian decided not to talk nonsense with them anymore.

"It's packed for you, just take it and eat it yourself!"

Waving his hands in disgust, he told the two drunkards to leave, and Zhao Youqian made himself an egg fried rice and ate it.

Tony and Hong Qigong looked at each other, and didn't mind Zhao Youqian's attitude. They picked up the fried rice and took it back to their own table. There was wine, and there was no need for water.

I trust Zhao Youqian's cooking skills very much, but both of them have eaten fried rice, and they didn't think this kind of fried rice would be so delicious, but when they each put a spoonful in their mouths, it was as if they had returned to their youth.

The passion and throbbing of youth, the pain and sadness contained in it and a trace of sweet memories are all played in their minds like a revolving lantern.

"How come? This is just fried rice."

Tony is already very resistant to gourmet illusions. After eating several dishes made by Zhao You, it took him a long time to recover. He never thought that he would be able to see many lush years that he had deliberately forgotten.

"The little store manager's culinary skills have improved again!"

Hong Qigong sighed.

He also felt this way in the previous few dishes, but only the most basic dishes have such obvious changes, which also indicates that Zhao Youqian has made another step forward in cooking.

This step is estimated to be a threshold that countless people will never cross in their lifetime.

"It's a fusion. The little store manager uses the taste of rice to completely blend eggs, stewed meat, sauce, and even green onions."

"The taste is a gradual explosion, but they all blend together and bloom in the end."

Compared with Hong Qigong, who has tasted countless delicacies, Tony is still far behind. At least he is not as thorough as Hong Qigong when it comes to taste changes in taste.

Looking at Zhao Youqian who was eating his own fried rice with a very strange expression, Hong Qigong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Originally, he thought that his apprentice was just distracted by other things, and if he devoted himself to cooking, he might not be much worse than Zhao Youqian, but when the little store manager made progress again, he no longer had such confidence .

'What the hell, a sip of wine, a sip of vegetables, and a spoonful of rice, I'm always a beggar and I'm so extravagant! '

Shaking his head, suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Hong Qigong stuffed another spoonful of fried rice into his mouth, who doesn't have the green years that he has forgotten?

"woo woo woo woo!"

Xiao Li swept away a large plate of fried rice, but the tears hadn't stopped yet, Zhao Yougan stood beside him with a headache.

"That, guest, are you okay?"

Raising his head, snot and tears were mixed together, Xiao Li's thick eyebrows were conspicuous, which made his face even more ugly!

"Why, Teacher Kai's fried rice can't compare to yours!"

"Is youth so full of regrets?"

It can only be said that Datiao's affairs came and went quickly, and he was crying just now, but after a while he realized that his physical strength and injuries had fully recovered, he clamored to leave.

Zhao Youqian didn't stop him, his 200 points had already been credited, so naturally he wouldn't hold him back, but Xiao Li felt embarrassed.

There is no money or reward for eating such delicious food, even if Zhao Youqian said that he paid in another way.

Really unable to resist, Zhao Youqian's expression suddenly changed.

"I don't have anything I want. Next time you come over, bring some special food or ingredients from your place! Remember to make it special!"

Hearing that there was a rewarding way, Xiao Li agreed without hesitation, and then turned and walked towards the wooden door leaving Zhutian Xiaoguan.

"Then see you next time, manager!"

"I'll bring a lot of things with me!"

The white light that seemed to illuminate the entire small restaurant reappeared, Zhao Youqian could only helplessly cover his eyes, and then waved his hands.

"see you next time"