Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 130 Not a drop left (900 orders plus updates)
He is a little star, but his son is just a little chef.

Although they are both small, the social status gap between celebrities and chefs is still very large.

This is like the relationship between the owner of the Internet cafe and Ma Huateng. Although everyone is engaged in the Internet, everyone can see that the two do not belong to the same world.

"What's the matter with this girl looking for her son? Could it be that the son secretly found this girl behind his back as the spokesperson of Honghong Hotel?"

But after a few seconds, Feng Honghong felt that the more she thought about it, the more ridiculous she became.

The words are divided into two parts.

"Are you really out of food?" An Hongdou asked doubtfully, tilting her head.

Chen Nian spread his hands: "It is indeed gone, there is not a drop left in the pot today."

"What about in the refrigerator, I remember you usually like to cook something delicious for yourself after selling your meals?"

"It's really not there today." Chen Nian sighed, and reached out to the refrigerator to pat it: "There are a few pieces of goose breasts in here, but they are all frozen, and they can't be melted after taking it out for a while."

"That's really a pity." An Hongdou drew circles on the table with her finger, "I really have something to see you today, are you hungry now?"

Chen Nian rubbed his stomach: "It doesn't matter if you're hungry or not."

red beans:"???"

"It doesn't matter if you're hungry or not? Hahaha" she suddenly laughed so hard that her branches trembled, "It doesn't matter if you're hungry or not. Could it be that this stomach isn't yours? Stomach... Hahaha... I suddenly thought of the food in your stomach. The child is not yours...hahahaha."

Chen Nian didn't laugh this time, because the protagonist was himself, and he couldn't find a laughing point.

Perhaps replacing this protagonist with someone else's old age may make me laugh a little bit.

As a result, An Hongdou hugged her stomach and laughed for a long time, feeling that the scene froze in an instant.

Embarrassed, her cheeks were slightly red.

"Cough cough." After coughing twice, An Hongdou also stood up straight: "Let's go then, I'll treat you to a meal. By the way, I'd like to ask you something very important."

"walk slowly."

Chen Nian didn't ask what was the specific matter, anyway, he would definitely talk about it later.

This girl is so petite, it is impossible to sell herself.

And he didn't ask what to eat. Given An Hongdou's nature as a foodie, he probably wouldn't bring himself to eat anything unpalatable.

About ten minutes later, An Hongdou brought Chen Nian to a barbecue stand.

The store here is not big, but it is full of seats outside.

There was one last vacancy when they came over.

Chen Nian's eyesight and ass quickly took the seat, and then called An Hongdou to come and sit down.

"Hello, there are two people in total, please take the menu."

Chen Nian said immediately after sitting down.

And the little girl who was in charge of ordering heard the voice, and hurried over with a menu and a pencil.

"You draw it yourself first and call me."

"Ok."

Then An Hongdou pushed the menu in front of Chen Nian: "Today you are a guest, come and order."

Chen Nian looked at the menu and saw the lamb kidneys on it at a glance, so he decided to order one.

But after all, it was An Hongdou who invited him to dinner today, and Chen Nian felt that it might not be good to order pasta in front of a girl.

Although for aging, lamb kidneys are just for delicious food.

After all, the major is the food major. Naturally, I know that lamb kidneys, leeks, and okra cannot nourish the kidneys.

If you want to have a good kidney, you have to exercise regularly, pay attention to diet, don't stay up late, don't indulge yourself, and do less needlework.

In the end, Chen Nian only ordered two bunches of Flammulina velutipes and 10 bunches of corn kernels and pushed the menu over, saying, "See you tomorrow."

As a result, An Hongdou came to the menu to see the only two dishes that Chen Nian had painted on it, and couldn't help but smiled and covered her mouth, her cheeks puffed up: "You are too disgusting, why are you so disgusting as a chef?" nausea?"

Chen Nian asked suspiciously: "What disgusting?"

"These two dishes."

"Why are these two dishes disgusting?"

"This... I don't know, I'm talking nonsense."

An Hongdou didn't intend to follow Chen Nian's words, because she suddenly realized that this might be done on purpose by Chen Nian, otherwise how could a food major not know such a vulgar joke?

Then An Hongdou began to paint on the menu with mutton skewers, palm treasures, grilled ham sausages, grilled steamed buns, grilled green peppers, spicy fried sixties, spicy fried snails, tinfoil baby vegetables, baked potato chips, Grilled shiitake mushrooms, grilled cuttlefish balls, and grilled pork belly.
"Do you eat brains?" An Hongdou raised her head and asked.

"Eat." Chen Nian said decisively, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva after speaking.

"Gudong~"

An Hongdou drew two more roasted brain flowers.

"What to drink? Some beer?"

Chen Nian shook his head: "No, I drink soy milk."

Because of the old age, I saw that An Hongdou chose a bottle of Xiaoweiyi.

So An Hongdou crossed out the small bottle of Weiyi and replaced it with a big bottle.

"Then let's order these first, and we'll ask for them later when we don't have enough."

An Hongdou looked at Chen Nian and said, "If you're not full in a while, remember to ask for more, don't be polite to me."

On the contrary, Chen Nian looked at An Hongdou, not knowing what important things she had to do today, and unexpectedly invited himself to a meal for this purpose.

After An Hongdou handed the menu to the waiter, he talked about his purpose of coming today.

"Actually, I plan to write Wensi Tofu into a song, and the style has been decided. I plan to use a more ancient style, but after thinking about it for two days, I don't know what form the content should use, so I plan to ask I'm asking you to see if you have any ideas, after all, you must have studied this dish, and you must know more about the background story and origin of this dish than I do."

This is to find their own creativity.

Creativity is very important for a singer, and sometimes writing a song may come from a moment of inspiration.

"Ancient words..."

The year when he was in Yangzhou, Daxia, suddenly appeared in Chen Nian's mind.

After coming out of that dream, Chen Nian has not found anyone around him who can correspond with the person in the dream.

But if they can be allowed to exist in this world in this form, it seems that it is not impossible.

"Speaking of this Wensi tofu, I have a story."

"What story? Come and hear it?"

Chen Nian nodded, thoughts welled up in his heart: "Since you are willing to listen, then I'll talk about it, whether you use it or not at the time, it's all up to you."

"This is an ancient dynasty that doesn't belong to any one we know. Its name is Xia, but there is also Yangzhou here, and there is also a temple called Tianning Temple, and in this Tianning Temple there is a monk named Wensi. One day a poor scholar named Fu Xin came here, wanting to ask for marriage..."

　I'm really tired today, and my whole body is falling apart.

　　This section of National Highway 109 is simply a nightmare, with ups and downs, and in just one day, I walked through the foot of snow-capped mountains, grasslands, deserts, and fields. I experienced strong winds, sandstorms, hail that hurt people's faces, and heavy rain. It was in the movie. It rained in the front and then it was sunny, and the dark clouds fell to the ground in the distance. I planned to live in the car, but I was too tired so I found a hotel to stay.

　　I have a headache, and my temples feel like they are being pressed tightly.

　　The only happy thing is that when I stayed in the hotel, the Tibetan lady at the front desk gave me a discount of ten yuan to save the room fee.
　　
　
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