Hardcore Chef Dad

　　 Seeing the four small cups coming up, the old diners at the two tables put down their chopsticks and turned to look at Meng Shitong's table. What seems to be expecting?

　　 Feng Ruoruo found that his grandpa and grandparents were all watching, and couldn't help feeling very strange. He looked at the uncle and aunt at the table over there, and quietly asked the nearest grandma Liu.

　　 "Grandma Liu, what are you looking at?"

　　 The old lady Liu stretched out her hand to take Feng Ruoruo into her arms, and whispered to the little girl: "Grandpa and grandma are watching. What kind of expressions will those uncles and aunts look like when they lift the lid."

　　 Feng Ruoruo is even more strange: "What kind of expression will it be? Why do you want to look at their expressions?"

　　 Mrs. Liu gently trimmed the little girl’s hair and said, “Don’t worry, you’ll see it soon, it’s very interesting.”

　　 Meng Shitong looked at the small cup in front of him, and she had to say that such an exquisite small cup serving dishes was the first time she met, especially in such a shameless small restaurant.

　　 Before uncovering the lid, Meng Shitong accidentally glanced behind him and saw that the old people at the two tables were looking at him.

　　 Meng Shitong vaguely read a little unusual charm from the look of the old people at the two tables looking forward to it and filled with a confident smile.

　　 Meng Shitong stared at the cup in front of him again, and couldn't help thinking: Are the dishes really different?

　　 Thinking, Meng Shitong and her little partner reached out their hands and gently lifted the lid of the cup in front of them.

　　 The lid was opened for an instant, of course there was no golden light soaring, and it was impossible for a white lion to really pop out.

　　 In the small cup, a curl of green smoke rose, along with the fragrance, drifted into everyone's nasal cavity.

　　As far as I can see, there are green leaves, small red flowers, and a big snow-white ball, which is separated by the ball, and two distinct two-color soups.

is it nice? The color matching is indeed very good, although it is not amazing, but it also has some charm.

　　 When Meng Shitong looked at it carefully, the companion next to him couldn't help but muttered: "Isn't it too novel to look at, just this one costs 60?"

As soon as 　　's voice fell, Lao Zhang said unceremoniously: "60 You can eat it as a blessing. If you change one day, you may not be able to eat it."

　　 Mrs. Liu waved her hand and said, "Lao Zhang, this is wrong. Now catfish is not difficult to buy. It's just that the wild ones are really rare. I just don't know. Yifan, will it taste bad if you don't need wild ones?"

　　Old Zhangtou immediately said: "It will naturally be different. Anyway, I think this dish is worth 60 in absolute terms."

　　 The companions around Meng Shitong listened to several old people over there and showed an unconvinced expression behind them.

　　 Meng Shitong smiled when he saw his companion: "Alright, let's try it. The boss's lion head is indeed a bit unique. Maybe there is no magic in these two colors of soup?"

After 　　 said, Meng Shitong did not hesitate anymore, picked up the spoon with the small cup, gently cut into the white tender lion head, accompanied by the golden soup, dig out a piece and put it in the mouth.

　　 My friends at the same table also dug out a piece of it and put it in the mouth.

　　 After a short silence, Meng Shitong and her little friend opened their eyes instantly, each with an incredible look on their faces, and at the same time they revealed an amazing look.

　　 Afterwards, several people didn't stop at all, just like eating the lion head in the small cup in a blink of an eye.

　　 At the end of the meal, he didn't even want to waste a drop of soup. He picked up the small cup and ate all the soup inside.

　　 Feng Ruoruo stared at a few uncles and aunts, watching them devour them hungrily, not even willing to let go of the last drop of soup inside. The little girl also stared incredulously.

　　 Then the little girl turned her head to look at the grandpa and grandparents beside her, and found that everyone's faces were all the expressions that should have been.

　　 Grandma Liu whispered to the stunned Feng Ruoruo, "If you see it, are the expressions of those uncles and aunts funny?"

　　 The child Feng Ruoruo took a closer look, and then asked in a low voice, "Grandma Liu, they ate it so cleanly. They don’t need mom and dad to wash it."

　　 The words of the little girl made everyone stunned first, and then the two old diners couldn't help but laugh.

　　 In the laughter of the old diners, Meng Shitong and the others glanced at the small cups, and they were all eaten very clean.

　　 Thinking of the little girl again, a group of people felt ashamed for an instant.

　　 Meng Shitong calmed down quickly, turned to look at the old man at the two tables, stood up and asked respectfully: "Old man, why does this lion head smell like this..."

　　 For a while, thinking of the smell of lion heads, Meng Shitong was a little poor in terms. I don't know how to describe it?

　　 The old Zhangtou smiled and said, "Why is it so delicious, isn't it?"

　　 Meng Shitong can only nod his head: "It's really delicious."

　　 Mrs. Liu asked, "Then you guys eat, what is this lion head made of?"

　　 "What is it made of?" Meng Shitong turned to look at her little friend, and found that everyone was also confused, and indeed they hadn't eaten the ingredients.

　　 Old Zhang shook his head and said, "I'm blind, I haven't tasted it. This is the ginseng fruit fed to Zhu Bajie."

　　 Feng Ruoruo heard what Grandpa Zhang said, and the little girl immediately said: "Grandpa Zhang is not allowed to scold people. Auntie is so beautiful, why is it a pig?"

　　 The words of the old Zhangtou made Meng Shitong and others a little unhappy, but when the child Feng Ruoruo stepped forward, he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Just now, everyone's food is indeed not better than Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit.

　　 Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "If we are right, everyone is civilized and we are not allowed to curse.

　　In fact, the lion head is made with pureed fish meat and tofu. The key is to simmer this tofu and fish lion head soup, and the golden and white soup that matches it to bring out the deliciousness of the catfish. "

　　 After listening to the introduction of the old diners, Meng Shitong and the others realized that a dish was so particular about it.

　　 Thinking back to the way this dish was served, it really shows that all the "colors, flavors, and shapes" have played extremely well. Looking back now, it's really worth it that this one only sells for 60.

At the end, Mr. Zhang added: "This one you ate today is made from wild catfish. It is fresh and even better. Next time you want to eat it, it depends on whether the owner of the kitchen can buy it. I went to ~www.readwn.com~ after watching for so long and listening for so long, the guests at the next two tables finally couldn't help but yelled.

　　 "Lady boss, we also want to order the lion head they ate."

　　 "Boss, let's order one too."

　　 Hearing the guests yelling at the two tables, Feng Ruoruo decisively stood up from Grandma Liu’s arms and said: “No, Dad said, there are only the last four left, and these uncles and aunts will eat them.”

　　 The little girl's words made Meng Shitong and the others a little proud. The guests at the other two tables regretted that they did not act decisively.

　　 However, the "sounding eel paste" that came on another table soon opened up the eyes of the next table.

　　Especially Feng Yifan pushed a small can of hot oil and poured oil on the table face to face. There was a sound of hot oil, and the fragrance was so tempting.

Seeing this, Meng Shitong couldn’t help exclaiming: “The sound of oil eel in this house is so authentic, sound oil, sound oil, just to listen to this sound, this is the sixth flavor besides the legendary “color, fragrance, meaning”. Up."

　　The old diners looked at each other, and the old Zhang head praised Meng Shitong: "I can't see it, you are young, and you know how to eat."

　　 Next, several tables of dishes came up one after another. It can be said that each dish is truly amazing from shape to taste, and the taste is even more so that every diner can't wait to lick the pan.

　　 The small restaurant is full of food, although the business is not hot, but every diner who comes out has a satisfied smile on the face.

　　 Feng Ruoruo is very happy, she doesn't know what business is not hot, but she knows that there are many more guests today. Grandpa's small restaurant was very lively, and everyone had a great time eating Dad's dishes.

　　 In this case, as long as his father does not leave, Feng Ruoruo children can call him "dad" in the future.