Chapter 613 Finally Eat you (seeking monthly ticket)

Just wait for the old age. In the process, he stared at the beginning, but he started to be sleepy when he stared at it.

So he leaned against a chair like this.

Leaning on the head of the chair was crooked, but he fell asleep and fell asleep and slid down. Then he woke up and immediately woke up, and quickly supported the chair with his hand, but even if this was slower, it was still slower.

In one step, the old man fell to the ground with a whole person, and even the chair did not stand firmly. He was stunned and lay down to the ground.

After the reaction came, the old age was startled, and after finding my current situation, I was relieved and patted my chest: "Scared me, I thought I fell down the cliff."

Standing up and rubbing the painful buttocks, he helped the chair.

Then I continued to wait like this.

The problem, the fire keeps it always keep it, as long as the jar does not burn, just wait until the time. "

Looking at the sky outside, gradually turning from bright, and finally began to dim.

"Time should be almost."

Sure enough, the old age was finished, and the door here was pushed away.

I saw Mr. Huo walk in from the outside and brought a few waiters.

"Master."

Chen Zheng quickly greeted him.

"It's almost time now, those guests are already in the box, and the Buddha's jumping wall must go up as the first dish."

While talking about him, he commanded the lid of the Buddha's jumping wall while he was talking about the strong fragrance of fragrance. At this time, the soup light in the inside could feel that it could feel the special mellow.

"Take out all the ingredients inside and put it aside."

Chen Ye knew what Master said, and the previous ingredients were put in bamboo walls.

After taking out these ingredients, the old age started to open it one by one and put it in the plate.

Mr. Huo took out the dishes that had been prepared for a long time. First, put the bowl on the plate, and then used a spoon to put the soup inside and put it in the bowl.

After making a bowl, Mr. Huo saw that all the ingredients had been sorted out, so he began to pinch these ingredients with chopsticks, pick one each, and put it back into the bowl again.

After installing it, this small bowl has been pretended to be full.

However, it is not so much a bowl, it is better to say that the container with a Buddha's jumping wall is more like a small pot.

As Mr. Huo put these ingredients in, put it one by one, and the best Buddha jumped the wall in front of him.

"You just put it in this way." Mr. Huo said, and then went to the side to start Sheng Tang again.

Chen Ye felt that he was very lucky. Every time he met the master, he was very good. Even for such a job, he would rest assured to let himself do it.

Of course, the old age will not live up to Mr. Huo's expectations.

The two are like a assembly line.

And every time, the old age will observe the weight of Master Sheng Tang.

For this kind of dish, the shape of the container is wide or depth, which will affect the plate. After all, after the ingredients are installed, it is slightly emerging in the soup.

This is also the most commonly used dish of this soup.

"You don't need to be nervous." Mr. Huo looked at the work that he was fully paid, and couldn't help but smile, "Doing this kind of work at your level is simple, there is no difficulty at all."

Although these words have relaxed a little bit, he still dare not slack down.

"Master, I haven't handled such expensive dishes before." Chen said.

After all, in reality, the most expensive restaurant that has been eaten by the aged is the silver -month restaurant when the red bean was confession.

But that's not a per capita for thousands of dollars.

But such a Buddha jumping the wall, just say that the cost price is thousands of cases. If the price of the market outlook is concerned, such a case is tens of thousands.

You can't tolerate the old horse tiger.

As the saying goes, drowning is all swimming, that is.

Chen Ye didn't want to turn over the car on such a matter.

After the Buddha's jumping wall is installed.

"The crickets first jumped the walls to the captain, the big vice, the two, the rest of the people went to the boxes to the boxes to the guests."

When the words fell, the waiter immediately started to move.

But in the end, there are still two cases here.

Just after all the waiters left, Mr. Huo said, "Okay, now you can taste it, this bowl is yours."

And Chen looked at the bowl of Buddha jumping the wall.

I thought: "It's been half a year to come to this world, is it finally going to dream this time!"

The old mind was a little excited. One is that he can finally eat the Buddha's jumping wall that Mr. Huo himself. The second is that the three -day old age also wants to know the taste of this dish.

But Chenxian believes that no matter who it is, there is no way to calm down in this case.

The Buddha jumping the wall was brought to the table aside, and they ate the tableware used the same amount and the tableware used by the guests.

The brown soup base looks extremely rich. It gently stir with a porcelain spoon, and even feel the resistance.

Between stirring, the ingredients inside are floating, and the smell overflows along the pot.

Except for a few fish dew and old soy sauce, there is no flavoring Buddha jumping wall, and it is still very strong and lasting.

Finally, Chen Qin took a spoonful of soup with a spoon.

Put it in your mouth first.

Swipe the soup in the entrance.

At this moment, the thought of the Buddha's jumping wall in the old brain finally realized.

The strong flavor of fragrant fragrance gradually fainted in the mouth, thick but not greasy.

At the entrance, it has almost been cooked into a half -cream -shaped soup and even a little sticky mouth.

"How strong the collagen belt is white."

The thoughts in the old mind.

Sea cucumber, flower glue, and pork trotters, fish, and chickens that were previously put in.

After a while in my mouth, Chen Ling reluctantly swallowed the soup.

Obviously I just took a sip. I didn't eat the materials in the soup, but the old age felt a very obvious umami from it, as if I had already eaten the ingredients into my mouth.

It can be given to the old age so much that it is the first time.

And if it is a professional perspective, this dish has no taste, because it depends on the taste of the ingredients itself.

Later, the old age began to use a spoon to put the ingredients inside in the mouth. After a long stew of these ingredients, these ingredients have been stewed very soft and rotten.

Can't help but have endless aftertaste.

Even when the old taste tastes the taste of the rice wine that was added to the pot before.

Although there is no wine, the taste of the fermented food faintly expresses his sense of presence.

And after these raw materials are put together, they have a common taste, but they maintain their own characteristics.

Sea cucumber is soft and bad.

The abalone is delicious but chewy, coupled with the unique fresh flavor of the best abalone itself, I can't help but let the old age eat and enjoy it.

After soaking for a long time, Yuanbei was full of sucking soup. The soup was burst directly, and Yuanbei's own sweetness still existed.

The surface of the flower mushroom was changed to chrysanthemum pattern. Before the old age, he knew that there was a dish called an abalone, which was made of winter mushrooms.

And the mushroom itself tastes delicious, and it is a great fresh material. The taste of this sip is similar to abalone, but it is slightly softer than abalone.

In addition, the glue, the conch head, and the hoof tendons are also exuding their own charm.

"This dish sells this price is not a loss at all."

Every time he eats a material in the materials, he can't help but lament the charm of the ingredients.

Not only the sigh of the current ingredients that I have eaten, but also a summary of the previous.

Because the taste of each ingredient in it penetrates each other, and the taste has the taste. Even if there is no flavor, it also makes the old taste.

After eating the Buddha who had eaten the heart of the heart, the old man felt that every minute he had waited before was worth it.

In this way, scrape the bowl cleanly and one spoonful.

Unwilling to waste the slightest.

If it wasn't for this gadget, he would not wait to go in and lick it again.

But even so, the old man still looked at the Buddha jumping the wall that could not be scratched inside. He had a little pain. Finally, he ran to the kitchen below and found a steamed bun back. He put it in with chopsticks.

"How about it?" Mr. Huo looked at the old movement and couldn't help but feel a little funny, but when he remembered that when he first ate the Buddha's jumping wall, he seemed to be better than the old age.
To be continued...