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"Brother Wang, why don't you eat?" At the dinner table, Xue Mo was very happy that Wang Zhenhua could attend the appointment, so he changed his title from "Officer Wang" to "Brother Wang".

"Eat, eat." Wang Zhenhua was not relaxed. He kept thinking about what Xue Mo said just now, "This cabinet is a bit small. It seems that it can't hold anyone. It's really a pity..."

Let me tell you, if others said this, Wang Zhenhua might just think of it as a prank or a joke.

But when Xue Mo, especially Xue Mo who carefully measured the cabinet with a ruler, said this... Wang Zhenhua even doubted that he would lie in it one day!

"Come on, come on, try this dish, it tastes very good." Xue Mo said as he used the express to serve Wang Zhenhua.

"Okay, okay, thank you." The dish has been delivered to the bowl. Wang Zhenhua quickly picked up the bowl and thanked him, and asked by the way: "What kind of dish is this? I have never seen it before."

"This is called green heart." Xue Mo said with a smile: "Brother Wang, look at this dish. It is made of pig heart, but there is a layer of green chili on top. This layer of green chili can not only Removing the fishy smell of the pig heart can make the taste of the pig heart richer, but there is one thing. The heart must be made of pig heart. The pig heart is easy to smell. If you use a small eye, you will not be able to make it. "

"Small eyes?" Wang Zhenhua looked at Xue Mo in confusion, not quite understanding why he used this adjective.

"Yes." Xue Mo did not explain, but continued to urge: "Try it quickly, Brother Wang, this dish is really good."

"Oh, okay, okay." Wang Zhenhua nodded and took a sip.

In fact, what is green in my heart is just ordinary fried pig heart with green peppers, but this dish has more green peppers and is greener.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Xue Mo looked at Wang Zhenhua with a smile.

"It's delicious." Wang Zhenhua nodded: "This pig's heart tastes very good. It's worthy of being made in a big hotel."

"What you ate is pig heart, of course it is delicious, but the green pepper may not be delicious." Xue Mo shrugged, pointed at another dish with his kuaizi: "Brother Wang, try this again!"

"What kind of dish is this?" Wang Zhenhua looked at the dish in confusion. This dish was a vegetarian dish, made from the beautiful radish and carved into a lifelike flower.

This thing is very common. Many hotel dishes will be decorated with this thing, but the degree of exquisiteness is different.

But what surprised Wang Zhenhua was that this turned out to be a dish!

That's right, what was once a decoration has now become a dish. There is nothing on the plate except a large flower.

"This is called bleeding heart." Xue Mo said as he picked up a seasoning pot placed next to the plate: "This dish is carefully carved into the shape of a rose with Xinmei radish, and then paired with bright red radish. Zhejiang vinegar, when the red vinegar penetrates deep into the core of the flower and gradually flows to the surroundings, it feels like the heart is bleeding, hence the name. "

As he spoke, Xue Mo held the red vinegar bottle in his right hand, held the plate slightly with his left hand, and quickly poured a small bottle of Zhejiang vinegar into the "roses".

"This is a cold dish. It's very refreshing. It's perfect for appetizing." Xue Mo said as he picked up a piece of "petal" and put it in Wang Zhenhua's bowl: "Brother Wang, you must try this dish. You have definitely tried it before." Never eaten it!”

"Okay! Okay!" Although Wang Zhenhua agreed with his mouth, he didn't care in his heart. What would happen if he made this kind of vinegar-soaked radish? Isn’t that the same taste? Can it taste like meat?

"Pfft!" However, as soon as the radish was in his mouth, Wang Zhenhua realized that he was wrong!

This dish is really extraordinary! Unusually sour!

"This, this dish is too sour!" Wang Zhenhua frowned and stuck out his tongue: "Water, water!"

"Acid is also the main tone of this dish." Xue Mo handed Wang Zhenhua a bottle of water nonchalantly: "Brother Wang, drink carefully, otherwise this dish will be in vain."

"Bo!" Wang Zhenhua didn't have the intention to pay attention to Xue Mo anymore. He directly opened the bottle of water in his hand and took a few big sips of "Tons, tons, tons".

"Cough cough cough cough!" In just half a second, Wang Zhenhua almost fell to the ground.

"Brother Wang, are you okay?" Xue Mo quickly reached out to help Wang Zhenhua, who was lying on the ground: "I told you to drink slowly, why are you in such a hurry..."

"This...ahem...this is...ahem...thing..." Wang Zhenhua asked with great effort, holding his throat.

"Water, the water of life." Xue Mo said as if nothing happened: "I originally wanted to have a few drinks with you, but you drank so hard that I didn't dare to drink with you anymore."

"Water, give me a glass of boiled water!" Wang Zhenhua's voice changed, becoming hoarse and a little high-pitched.

"Okay." This time Xue Mo didn't give Wang Zhenhua anything strange, and honestly handed him a glass of water.

"Hoo, ho, ho." After drinking a glass of warm water, Wang Zhenhua felt like he was alive again.

"Brother Wang, let's eat something." Seeing that Wang Zhenhua was feeling better, Xue Mo picked up a dish and put it in Wang Zhenhua's bowl: "This dish was made by the lady at the front desk. Hurry and try it."

"Welcoming guests?" Wang Zhenhua looked at Xuemo in confusion: "Why do we welcome guests to cook?"

"Maybe because it looks good." Xue Mo shrugged: "I don't know either, but you'll know if you try it?"

As he spoke, Xue Mo motioned to Wang Zhenhua to move the tachyon.

"How do you eat this?" With the experience just now, Wang Zhenhua looked at the food in his bowl and hesitated to move.

This piece of meat pie looked strange no matter how he looked at it, and there was some suspicious burnt black on it.

"Just eat it directly, this dish is called desire." Xue Mo introduced carefully: "It is made of oysters as the base, leeks as the color, mixed with six precious medicinal materials, and finally added with blue starch, fried in oil. It is a medicinal meal."

"Hehe, hehe." Wang Zhenhua smiled awkwardly: "Xue Mo, I think this dish... I won't eat it?"

"Huh?" Xue Mo was a little confused: "Why? This dish is very nutritious."

"I don't like to eat this kind of pie-shaped thing." Wang Zhenhua found a random reason, and then pointed to the last dish on the table, which was also the only dish without a lid: "What is that? This casserole looks very delicate, and the dish inside should be good."

"Brother Wang has a good eye!" Xue Mo nodded in agreement, then put on heat-insulating gloves and carefully opened the lid of the casserole.

As the lid was opened, a burst of hot air came out, mixed with a strong aroma.

"This smells so good!" Wang Zhenhua was salivating after just one sniff: "This dish is absolutely delicious!"

"Then you should eat more." Xue Mo said, putting the lid aside upside down, pointing to the dish in front of him: "Come on, Brother Wang, try today's main dish, three mandarin ducks!"