Lazy God Possession

"Okay, hot and sour potato shreds!" Father Jiang grabbed Nan Ming, pressed him to the seat under the air conditioner next to the door, and tied Xiao Hei to Nan Ming's feet, rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen.

Nan Ming saw Jiang Chaohua, Jiang Dazhen, and Jiang Xiaohui all look at him with sympathy. Jiang Xiaohui also said with his mouth, "Flee!"

Nan meditated for a while, or gritted his teeth and left it. If it was not delicious, he would not eat it.

The sound of chopping vegetables rang out, and then Father Jiang called out, "Xiaohui, help me wash the shredded potatoes!"

Jiang Xiaohui went in with a complex look. After two or three minutes, Father Jiang put a plate of hot and sour potato in front of Nan Ming, and looked at Nan Ming with an expression of hope.

From the appearance, it looks good.

Yellow potato shreds, green green peppers, red red peppers, white sliced ​​garlic, gently sniffed, a slight sour taste.

All right so far.

Nan Ming clipped one, and frowned as soon as he ate it.

"Acid." Nanming said.

Mr. Jiang clamped his chopsticks, tasted it, and almost spit it out.

It's more than acid, it's just sour.

"Dad, the vinegar in these years is more sour than in previous years, so you can add less." Brother Jiang said.

"I still use your lessons!" Father Jiang suddenly changed his face and scolded Jiang Chaohua, letting Jiang Chaohua helplessly show his hand and said he didn't care.

"Uncle, the brewing vinegar process has improved over the years, so the acidity will be higher." Nanming Road.

"Okay. Okay, Xiaoming is right, I'll add a little vinegar." Father Jiang said. These seasonings are completely different from those of previous years, and it is no wonder that he can't cook well.

Jiang Chaohua was speechless. He found that his old man was in good health, his stubborn temper was still the same, and people became old and rigid. No one listened, so Nanming spoke.

"This is reserved for ..." Father Jiang would take away the plate of potatoes. Nan Ming dumped the plate of shredded potatoes into the trash bin very simply.

"Huh ..." Nan Ming saw several people in Jiang Chaohua's face showing a very complicated look.

For them who ca n’t eat enough food some time ago, it is too wasteful to dump a plate of potatoes directly.

But if you go back, the more economical Mr. Jiang will definitely force them to eat!

Lunch, dinner, tomorrow's breakfast, tomorrow's lunch ... keep eating if you can't finish it!

So in this expression. There is perseverance and pleasure, but in the end it is still pleasure.

"What a pity ... to feed Xiaohei ..." Father Jiang was still reluctant.

Xiao Hei "hum!" He turned his head away.

Don't think dogs are bullying!

"Continue." Nan Ming waved his hands. Since he was allowed to try, then he fulfilled his responsibility.

"Okay!" Father Jiang turned into the kitchen.

After a while, Mr. Jiang brought another piece of hot and sour potato shreds, this time there are only a few, I don't know if it's just fried these, or I'm afraid that Nan Ming will dump it.

Nan Ming picked up another: "It's light."

"To Xiao Hei ..."

Xiao He hides behind Nan Ming's stool.

Father Jiang felt very hurt. But he turned around and went into the kitchen again, and after a while, brought another plate.

"It's ugly ..."

"To Xiao Hei ..."

Xiao He lay hugs Nan Ming's calf.

"It's interesting." It was another set. Nan Ming tasted it and nodded, "The roadside stalls are of a good standard."

Nan Ming took one and gave it to Xiao Hei, who sniffed and opened his mouth.

"Xiao Hei has eaten! Xia Hei has eaten!" Master Dang Lucai would be pleased with this little thing. If people see it, they are afraid to laugh away.

But at this time Grandpa Jiang. I'm really happy.

"Come again!" Without Nanming, he turned into the kitchen.

Another plate, Nan Ming tasted one, tried another, shook his head, and said, "It's almost work."

The level of roadside stalls was just now, and now it is a good hotel level, but it is far from the standard of Nanming.

Apart from that, Nanming's energy bar will not lie. When eating delicious food, the energy bar will move by itself, and now it is motionless.

"Come again." Nan Ming waved his hand.

"I said ... Can you taste it if you don't eat it?" A weak voice came next to me. The two men who were eating had been watching the test dishes here. In their opinion, this was sour Spicy potato shreds are already great, and they have appetite when they smell the taste. Nanming is not satisfied. This is too high.

"Not yet." Mr. Jiang shook his head. He has his own self-esteem. This kind of thing has been eaten by others. That is the one who lost him.

This time, Mr. Jiang swiped the potato shreds into the trash.

"Are you a foodie?" Most of the people who ate looked at this side. The men looked at Nan Ming just now, curious.

"I ... uh, no." Nan Ming looked at their outfits, apparently not a student or a teacher.

"Brother, don't be humble. Both of us are authentic food. I heard people here are particularly delicious. They drove dozens of miles to taste it, and it really deserves its reputation." The two introduced themselves, It looks like you know how to eat, brother, no, God, recommend some delicious places. "

"Big God, please add!"

"Big God, do you have a Weibo?"

"Big God, which food magazine do you have?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these two people talked, many people should agree. Nan Ming looked up and found that most of the entire shop was not a student. Jiang Chaohua's shop had attracted so many old women?

It's just a bowl of ravioli?

But it is also normal. Recently, Nanming also feels that this rare bowl of ravioli is getting more and more delicious. Obviously, Brother Jiang is constantly improving the process and improving the taste.

And the so-called wine fragrance is not afraid of the alleys, this world food is hard to find, and those who have leisure and money, just want to eat?

Talking. It was even heard that someone was driving hundreds of kilometers from the city next door.

These days, the so-called old shops and famous stores are mostly selling reputation. It's worthy of the name. It's really rare.

Picking one up is tantamount to picking up a baby.

During the conversation, another dish was brought up, and just now they were scrambling to find people in Nanming and Weibo. After smelling the taste, they all kept their mouths and stretched their necks one by one. Smelling the smell, can't wait to grab the plate in the hands of Grandpa Jiang.

"How is it?" Father Jiang looked at Nan Ming with a look of hope. He himself felt that this potato shred was already at his previous level.

This time, Nanming no longer clipped one, but shredded potatoes and green and red peppers, and tasted it carefully.

The corner of his eye moved. The energy jumped a little over half a degree.

On his leg, Xiao He suddenly stood up and shook his tail desperately, even being attracted.

"Well ... it's about sixty." Nanming Dao, Father Qing said, but Father Jiang's level is far better than him, but now it is slightly better than Brother Jiang, not enough, not enough.

"No, great god!" The eyes of several people changed, this is pretending to be, this is definitely pretending to be!

Even pretending. It ’s not like this!

"Sixty." Father Jiang frowned and went back to the kitchen.

This time, the people around Nan Ming were gone, pretending to be struck by thunder, too pretending to have no friends!

This guy obviously doesn't understand anything, but he is still regarded as a great god?

Nan Ming was relieved. Being surrounded by so many people is really stressful.

this time. After fifteen minutes, Father Jiang came out.

As soon as the plate was set on the table, Nanming's saliva flowed down.

By the time Nan Ming realized what, the plate was out.

"Come on again!" Nan Ming looked at the corners of his eyes with a full five-degree energy, and was amazed. This is only a small portion, and it is only the most common dish, hot and sour potato shreds!

Nanming couldn't say how the hot and sour potato shreds were made, but there was no doubt that it was definitely not a common practice, an ordinary process.

Father Jiang smiled, laughed so loudly, the wrinkles struck deep into his eye sockets, and his whole body trembled with laughter, and in the end it even turned into a cough.

This is the strength of his father Jiang!

Allowing Nan Ming to approve, and makes Jiang almost smile.

After finally coughing, Father Jiang turned his head and saw a pair of wolf-like green eyes.

"Uncle, make us a share! We pay double money!"

"No, no, chef, we're five times!"

"Grandmaster……"

"Uncle, give you some side dishes today." Nanming Road.

"You are the boss, listen to you." Father Jiang laughed.

How much does it cost to sell potatoes? Does it really increase the price?

Moreover, neither Nan Ming nor Father Jiang are too value-oriented. For Father Jiang, being able to cook for those who understand him is already a kind of happiness.

And this happiness has come back again.

After a while, a small saucer was placed in front of everyone.

The dish used to give side dishes is less than ten centimeters in diameter, and each dish contains only a small portion of hot and sour potato shreds, one for each person, no more and no less.

As soon as someone went down with chopsticks, there were only a few left. Then he tilted his head, closed his eyes, and tasted slowly.

Some people eat one by one, and they are afraid that it will be cold and not tasty. The thief who eats is fast ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The chopsticks are like chickens pecking rice.

There is a big plate in front of Nanming. This time, Nanming was not in a hurry to eat it. He took out his mobile phone and took a picture. in.

This dish is indeed certified by Lazy God, and the increase in energy is proof.

As soon as it was posted, it was already reposted. It was just those foodies who had added Weibo around Nanming.

"The best hot and sour potato in my life!"

"Oh my God, can hot and sour potato shreds do that? It's so **** delicious!"

"Lazy God Certified! Wushuang delicious!"

At this time, Nanming couldn't think of it in the long term, and naturally he wouldn't know, because his picky mouth, lazy **** certification will become a loud sign in the food industry, a dish that can be certified by lazy god, even a glory. (To be continued)

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