At sunset, everyone in the town had dinner and started walking around, looking for a place to drink tea and chat.

The same goes for Lin Wanfu.

Following the sadness, he hurriedly ate two bites of food and walked out to relax.

He walked like this, looking at small traders, hawkers, and middle-aged children along the road, he felt lost in life, distressed, and even more did not know what to do in the future.

until a scent penetrated into his nostrils.

The scent is extremely aggressive, lingering, lingering on the tip of the nose, tickling the stomach, making him swallow saliva, and the stomach is empty in an instant.

He looked around quickly, and finally locked his target on the small "Zhiyue Teahouse" on the left.

Lin Wanfu was heartbroken, is it really a teahouse? This taste is so fragrant, it is more attractive than the imperial offering restaurant in Qingyunfang!

He hesitated for a moment, and after thinking about it, he finally stepped into the teahouse, thinking in his heart: Come in and have a look, it's good to have a cup of tea. However, this one stepped into the teahouse, but was hooked by the lingering fragrance of the room, and could no longer walk.

The appearance was extremely enjoyable, which made Lin Wanfu feel even more empty in his stomach.

"Boss Xiao Qin! Another bowl of mung bean soup!"

"Okay, wait a minute!" The back kitchen stuck out a head, and then looked at Lin Wanfu with a smile.

Lin Wanfu finally came to his senses, frowned and watched the other diners eat the incense, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and pointed to one of the diners' table: "Like this big brother, come for a meal. share."

Qin Zhiyue stepped forward to take a look, and then said, "A portion of braised pork, a portion of plain cucumber, and mung bean soup?"

"Yes." Lin Wanfu nodded.

Lin Wanfu didn't say much, and asked the diner just now with some embarrassment: "Brother, how does this food taste?"

This person is the diner who ate scallion noodles at Zhiyue Teahouse at noon. As soon as he got home, he remembered the taste of that bowl of noodles, so dinner was quite a bit awkward. After only taking a few bites, he told his wife that he was going to have tea with his buddies, and immediately ran into the Zhiyue Teahouse non-stop.

Boss Xiao Qin did not disappoint him for dinner!

Well, that's really... tsk tsk."

Lin Wanfu was more interested when he was told, and thought I would like to see how much skill a little girl who runs a teahouse can cook?

However, it was not until Qin Zhiyue brought his food that he knew that the gods really existed!

The first thing that came up was the braised pork, which was full of soup, fat and thin, uniform in size and attractive in color.

Lin Wanfu swallowed his saliva and picked up a piece, and saw the braised pork trembled slightly with the movement of his chopsticks, and the crystal clear fat flowed down a golden soup along the lines Juice, if you look carefully, you can also see the hujiao skin of the lean meat that has been fried in oil. Just looking at the appearance makes your mouth water!

No matter how good it looks, the taste is not authentic, so Lin Wanfu picked up a chopstick and braised pork, and wanted to see if the little boss's craftsmanship was as good as other diners said.

However, as soon as the meat entered, it really shocked Lin Wanfu.

The entrance is smooth, fat but not greasy, crisp but not rotten, sweet but not sticky, thick but not salty, the soup fully enters the meat, and one bite is full of satisfaction. !

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Look at this method of frying sugar, stewing ingredients, and roasting meat, you can't come up with it every ten years or eight years! With such good meat and good craftsmanship, this full-colored braised pork only sells for fifteen copper coins, which is worth it!

Lin Wanfu only took one bite, and he was instantly smitten by this braised pork. He said that the world is delicious, and the braised pork is served with white rice. After doing this large portion, he felt that he had rushed for the exam. Can get second place!

At this time, Qin Zhiyue came out with the cucumber and mung bean soup. Seeing that Lin Wanfu was eating quickly, he hurriedly smiled: "Slow down, guest, your dishes are ready."

Lin Wanfu nodded, thinking that he was too hasty just now, he wanted two servings of braised pork. The plain cucumber that everyone can make?

But he didn't say it, thinking that eating too much meat would make him tired, so he thought he would get tired of eating yellow flowers, so he imported a chopstick of cucumber, and he was shocked again.

He wanted to ask, is this Xiao Qin’s hand still a hand?

Why such an ordinary plain cucumber can make her taste amazing? why! ?

The cucumbers seem to have been kept in the well water to cool down, with the rich garlic juice, each piece is so refreshing, cool and crisp! No kidding, this one slapped cucumber into the stomach will dissipate all the greasy and bored!

With the lesson of cucumber, Lin Wanfu did not dare to slack off the mung bean soup in the white porcelain bowl.

The porcelain spoon collided with the porcelain bowl and made a clanging sound, and the mung bean core was broken open by the stewed soft bean. With the movement of the porcelain spoon, the swirl dance was performed, and the fragrance belonging to the mung bean was unobstructed. It got into the tip of his nose, and in this midsummer night, the light that belongs to it blooms recklessly.

In one bite, it is indescribably comfortable.

All of Lin Wanfu's anxiety, worry, and troubles vanished in this dinner. Before, he felt that it was useless to have enough to eat, but now it seems that if he can eat such a meal every day Food, even if you are full all day long, what should you do!

"Dinners, it's past dinner time, I can still make a serving of stir-fried beans, can anyone want it?" Qin Zhiyue poked her head from the back kitchen and said embarrassedly , "After all, I have something to go out for a while..."

Lin Wanfu immediately looked full of energy, what are you cooking with beans? He hasn't eaten yet! So he got up quickly: "Boss Xiao Qin, I want it!"

Qin Zhiyue replied with a smile, and was about to get back into the back kitchen to start cooking, when the diners who were touching their round stomachs after the meal asked, "Boss Qin, what are you preparing for tomorrow morning? what?"

Lin Wanfu pricked up his ears immediately.

"Tofu brain, flax cake!" Qin Zhiyue snapped her fingers, "I'm afraid there are people from Linnan in the town, and they even made sweet tofu brain!"

Lin Wanfu: I and my mother are from Linnan! It is rare to eat authentic sweet bean curd brain in Linghe County. I will come tomorrow morning! !

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