Here Comes The Lady Chef

"Brother!" Sheng Jiao Xue saw that, Jiao Wei was surprised.

Ren Yue was born like a jade, as rough as his brother. This cup was poured down, which really worried Sheng Jiao Xue.

"It's okay! Just take care of yourself!" Sheng Yaoshan didn't say much, just a perfunctory sentence, still the zephyr in the jar was still relaxed.

"Ren San, come again!" Sheng Yaoshan filled another cup and handed it to Ren Yue, at the same time he raised his big bowl and shouted.

Ren Yue neither spoke nor looked up at Sheng Yaoshan, but sneered gently in his nose, then his eyebrows tightened again, and his lips were pursed again, and the second glass of zephyr was also at the end.

"Hehe!" Sheng Yaoshan put down the big bowl, paused with chopsticks, and reached for a sheep's hoof.

The practice of Hung Hom makes the delicious sheep's hoof more attractive. With the strong flavor of zephyr wine, the unique smell of sheep's hoof is just right! Sheng Yaoshan suspected that he could not eat well with chopsticks. He simply put down the chopsticks and directly held the sheep's hoof to bite.

The thick sauce is smashed by the method of red pimple, and the strength and texture of the sheep's hoof is even more extreme.

Sheng Yaoshan, while eating, was drinking zephyr wine again and again.

From time to time, the sound of sucking sauce and nibbling the crunchy bones was heard, and Ren Yue's complexion was tightened from time to time. His eyes occasionally glanced at Sheng Yaoshan's food, and he could not help laughing.

"Wufu is Wufu!" Ren Yue secretly said.

Sheng Yaoshan ate for a while, and there was a buildup in his stomach. After seeing the zephyr wine in front of him, he was intrigued.

Poor Ren Yue. The large table in front of me had nothing to enter, so I had to drink tea and accompany Sheng Yaoshan to drink the strong zephyr wine.

After a long journey. The body was exhausted, and the stomach was empty, no matter how good the amount of alcohol could not help but drink on an empty stomach. After a while, Ren Yue only felt a vertigo in his head. When did the four screens in front of him become the eighth company?

"Brother Yaoshan. Is it so delicious? Xianer wants to taste it too!" Liu Xian licked the scent of oily hands and looked at Sheng Yaoshan's bowl after bowl and Ren Yue's glass of drink, thinking that the altar Zephyr is a wonderful wine.

"His Royal Highness Nine is also interested?" Sheng Yaoshan also had a little bit of drunkenness at the moment, squinting his eyes and pouring a glass for Liu Xian.

"Is it delicious?" Liu Xian asked curiously, holding the small glass of water and wine.

"It's delicious! It's delicious!" Sheng Yaoshan laughed.

Liu Xian bowed his head, took a small sip, and the sultry gas entered from the nasal cavity instantly, because he also drank the drink. Nasal cavity and oral cavity breathe. Spicy spicy! What a spicy word!

Liu Xian's tears were almost coming out!

"Cough cough" Cough.

"Water! Water!" Liu Xian waved his fat hand.

"Ha ha ha ha!" A table of people laughed loudly.

"Everyone is happy, Ren Yue went out to breathe, and lost his companion first." In the laughter, Ren Yue consciously felt a bit erratic, so he had to leave quickly.

"Go!" Mr. Song Tao waved his hand.

"Ren San, shouldn't you be drunk! Have a few drinks! Come back soon! Let's drink again!" Sheng Yaoshan still held the big bowl. Full of heroism.

Hum, how can there be such a drink! Don't eat, drink! Ren Yue glanced at Sheng Yaoshan, his face was still quiet and relaxed, and he got up silently and walked out of the elegant room.

On the other side of the screen, I gently looked at Ren Yue's back and looked at the table full of food, but I was a little lost in my heart.

"Dad, let me go out." Wen Shouzheng was here. At a table, people were eating happily, eating and drinking chats, immediately covering the gentle and subtle voice, Wen Shouzheng was also drunk and hazy, but nodded. As for what gentle was talking about, he probably didn't catch it.

Outside the building of Cheng Fu Ji, the evening breeze was blowing gently, Ren Yue went out alone, only to feel a cool face.

Very comfortable wind.

Ren Yue closed her eyes slightly and let her mind and body enjoy the slow evening breeze.

"Ren Gongzi is so good!" The familiar female voice.

"Girl Wen also comes out to breathe?" Ren Yuehan shouted.

"Chengfuji's dishes are good, but they are too thick. In fact, if you want to taste a local food, special snacks are an excellent choice!" Wen Ming knew that Ren Yue was hollow and drank hot shochu. It ’s not that bad in your stomach! It's not easy to talk face to face, after all, Wushuang's face is still enough!

"Special snacks? Wouldn't it be ..." Ren Yue was uncomfortable.

When it comes to special snacks, somehow, Ren Yue's mind popped out, and when he first entered the provincial capital, the special snack "tofu soup" that was tenderly bought for everyone, that smelly!

How could this be good!

Having just escaped from Sheng Yaoshan's dry drinking shochu, do you have to fall into the gentle odor surrounding circle?

Ren Yue secretly grieved.

"No, no, it's not a tofu dumpling. That boy Ren Ren doesn't like to eat it, how can a little girl do it on purpose!" Gentle seeing Ren Yue's embarrassing look, almost sprayed out, and let him rest assured.

"Oh! It's not just tofu!" Ren Yue exhaled slightly, his face calmed down.

"The little girl came back to the provincial capital. I do n’t know much about this local snack. If Ren Gongzi had Yaxing, would it be better to taste it with colleagues?" He smiled softly, and his clear eyes completed two arcs. Shining like a star.

"Yeah." At the moment, when it comes to eating, Ren Yue gladly responded. As long as it was not the thick meat, the stomach-burning spirits, or a bowl of Yangchun noodles were acceptable.

At this moment, at the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, the fluorescent dots and the dark sky can be seen against each other, making it difficult to know where the stars in the sky are and the people in the provincial capital.

The bustling and lively city of the provincial capital is always non-stop on this night.

Chengfuji is located in the downtown area of ​​the provincial capital. In the evening, various special snacks and craftsmen flooded the street. The noise seems to be better than day.

Horseshoe crisps, persimmon sugar, noodle fish, fern noodles, braised sesame food, dried persimmon fried noodles, tofu buns, beef, lamb stew, queen queen cake, gourd head, honey cold brown seeds, puff pastry, cold noodles, noodles , Pot helmets, meat clips, ravioli, ravioli cakes, garlic dip noodles, spiced meat fritters, rice crusts and other snacks are all hung on the names of the signatures, and the hawks of the hawkers exude bursts of aroma.

"What is this?" Gentle squeezed to a snack bar selling rice crusts nearby. Asked curiously.

I saw the clean booths covered with a thin layer of silvery round skins, which seemed to be slightly yellow.

"The girl is not from here! This is rice skin, ground rice. It is boiled and dried, and the skin is smooth, plus seasoning. The girl has a bowl to taste?" The hawker introduced kindly Road.

"Can rice be made into such a thin skin?" The gentle cheek was surprised, and the thin rice skin could see through.

"Two copies!" At the time of gentle surprise. Ren Yue followed his voice slowly.

"This boy ..." The hawker's eyes were straight. Although the light was not good at night, but the appearance of dust in Yueyue's world still shocked the hawker.

Gently turned back, looked at Ren Yue, and then looked at the hawker hawking, secretly said: Oh, really, a man, why do you want to be so beautiful! Not even a bowl of rice noodles!

"Ahem." Ren Dachang arrived at the hawker's obsession. Feeling a little embarrassed, I could not help but cough a few times.

"Oh, oh! Boy later." The hawk suddenly returned to his head, lowered his head, and cooked the two rice crusts in his hands.

Gentle suddenly felt a little funny because she saw it clearly. The hawker selling rice skin blushed.

"Don't put garlic and pepper." In the process of the hawker's preparation, the gentle nose has already smelled the smell of these two ingredients, and reminded in advance when thinking of any more discerning taste.

"Here, okay!" The hawker handed over the prepared Mipi.

"It looks really good!" Gently took over the rice crust, which was still a round skin just now, but now in the bowl, it was cut into slender strips, which contained simple salt, sesame oil, vinegar, hemp sauce, Sesame, cucumber shreds, various pickles, and some gluten and crust. It looks very tempting.

Gentle bowed his head for a circle, and then smelled it carefully, and sure enough, there was a faint scent of rice in the shiny skin.

Gently take a small bite, it's cold and slippery. The taste is strong, with a slight sourness, which makes people appetite.

"It's really delicious!" Gentle could not help but praise it.

Holding a small bowl, he sat nearby at the small table in front of Mipit.

Ren Yue took the Mi Pip prepared by the hawker, and held it so. This little boy, standing on the street for the first time with a bowl, looked left and right, and probably felt that he was so indecent, Immediately sat down with gentleness.

The table at the food stall is low, and the stool is low, with a gentle and petite figure. Sitting in the small mouth, it looks like a well-behaved kitten licking the bowl.

Ren Yue looked at the gentle eating, the corner of his mouth slightly raised an elegant arc.

"Isn't Ren Ren eating? The taste is not bad!" Gently took a few bites, suddenly thinking of Ren Yue, can't help but look up.

At this moment, Ren Yue was sitting so opposite to her.

Upright body, slightly discomfort because of the low tables and chairs.

The elegant white clothes spread out calmly at the feet.

Suddenly, there was an urge to laugh ~ www.readwn.com ~ Wangshuang son of the magnificent big week, even sitting on the street and eating rice crackers! If this pair of dignity is painted, I don't know how many beautiful ladies in Beijing should make a smile.

"It tastes pretty good." Ren Yue lowered her head and tasted it with a small sip, without even noticing the strange smile on her face at the moment.

"Oh, the little girl finally understands that the approved food in Ren Gongzi's mouth is this simple Mipi!" Said a gentle and playful smile.

How many times the deliberately cooked food is "OK" in Ren Yue's mouth.

I remember Gentle once jokingly asked, what exactly is the "cuisine" recognized by Ren Yue?

Today's Mippi has given the answer!

Presumably at this moment, even if Ren Yue eats Mr. Song Tao's onion noodles again, it will be supremely delicious!

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