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Eight hundred and tenth chapter gluttonous feast

If you want to find the most inconspicuous shop on Tianhuo Avenue, the gourmet shop can definitely be selected.

The store with simple style and an ancient Chinese hollow carved purple-brown wooden door is not a shop to be precise. Only a few people on Tianhuo Avenue know that there are the best food on Tianhuo Avenue. However, this small restaurant of gourmet is never operated to the public.

The shops on the underground Tianhuo Avenue are completely different from the gourmet shops on the ground. Compared with the narrowness on the ground, the gourmet shops on the underground Tianhuo Avenue have a pharmacy that covers an area of ​​no less than that of the library, which runs many medicines needed by psychics. The shops on the ground are only used to entertain friends.

Luo Hou opened the door casually and walked in. What came to his face was a faint fragrance. This fragrance was not strong, but it was very special and refreshing. It was a bit like the fragrance of osmanthus, but it was much nobler. This strange fragrance seemed to penetrate into the soul of a person.

It is a huanghuali, a taste of sea yellow, and a dining table made of complete Hainan Huanghuali wood is priceless even in the Shangyuan era. Of course, for Luohou, it is just a table for eating. After all, there are more precious and rare things he has seen.

There were seven people sitting on both sides of the quaint long wooden table, including the wine taster and the jewellery Lan Jue. Next to Lan Jue, there was a beautiful girl in an elegant white dress, like a banished immortal, full of ethereal and outspoken aura. Luo Hou could even feel the special aura on her body, the unique aura from the blood inheritance, reminding him of his former disciple Cihang.

Luo Hou, whose eyes paused slightly on the girl, turned to look at the others, nodded slightly with a faint smile, and everyone responded with a smile.

"Psychologist, it's rare that you can come so late if you have something delicious," the barista spoke first and smiled slightly jokingly.

Luo Hou smiled without comment, walked to him and sat down: "There is something delicious, your movements are indeed fast!"

"Lan Jue, let's not introduce it, who is this beautiful lady?" As he said that, Luo Hou turned to look at the beautiful girl sitting next to Lan Jue and smiled.

Lan Jue also smiled and introduced: "Psychologist, this is my friend Zhou Qianlin..."

"Is it just a friend?" Before Lan Jue finished speaking, Luo Hou had already asked back, which made Lan Jue and Zhou Qianlin feel a little embarrassed immediately. The others around him were also speechless. Luo Hou was obviously a little rude, but they had long been accustomed to Luo Hou's directness.

Luo Hou continued to smile and said, "Hello Miss Zhou, I am a psychologist. If you have any psychological counseling, you can come to me."

"Psychologists, not everyone has psychological problems," Lan Jue couldn't help but say.

"No, to be precise, everyone will have psychological problems, either light or heavy, but they don't pay much attention to them. Many people, like you, try to hide the problems in their hearts, or use the help of wine to escape," Luo Hou, who shook his head slightly, said meaningfully, and glanced at the wine taster.

As soon as Luo Hou said this, Lan Jue and the taster couldn't help but suck their faces slightly. The barista, the tall and burly mechanic, the beautiful cutter, and the promising young accountant with a lollipop in his mouth all looked strange.

At this moment, the curtain inside was lifted up, and the gourmet walked out with a tray. When he saw Luo Hou, he was stunned at first, and then subconsciously said: "Psychologist? I didn't seem to invite you..."

Come uninvited? Although the gourmet reacted and stopped talking afterwards, everyone understood and looked at Luo Hou even more strangely.

"Gourmet, it's not good for you to do this. If you have something delicious, it's fine if you don't invite me. I've come in person. Could it be that you want to drive me away?" Luo Hou said dissatisfiedly. He heard the gourmet opened his mouth and felt speechless, while the others were even more speechless.

As Luo Hou said, his eyes fell on the tray in the hands of the gourmet. He saw eight exquisite square cubes in the tray, each with a cone seaweed roll, and he couldn't see what was inside. However, Luo Hou, who had a keen sense, had already smelled the delicious and fragrant smell, and even saw the chopped bluefin tuna rolled in it.

The foodie placed the tray on the table: "Take it yourself, appetizer, big belly roll. When I was dividing the bluefin tuna, I chopped the scattered big belly and rolled it with seaweed. Without any other seasonings, I ate the delicious aroma of the big belly, mixed with the fragrance of the seaweed, one for each person... "

Before he finished speaking, Luo Hou had already reached out and took one. Looking at the remaining seven big hand rolls, looking at the other seven people who looked at him except Luo Hou, the foodie had to withdraw the hand that had just reached back, nodded and smiled at Zhou Qianlin, and then turned around and walked into his kitchen.

"Wine taster, where is your wine? How can you do it without the combination of delicious food?" Luo Hou ate the big belly hand roll in a few bites, and after savoring it for a little, he looked at the taster and said.

When the taster heard this, he couldn't help but say, "Psychologist, how can people be so shameless?"

"I have no face at all, don't you know?" Luo Hou said as his face suddenly became transparent, which made Zhou Qianlin cry softly, and the faces of others around him changed slightly, and the taster who also stared slightly and twitched was completely speechless.

However, Luo Hou still looked at the taster with a smile on his face and said, "Okay, taster, I know you are bringing the wine, so let's drive it now!"

The taster silently picked up a box and opened the silver metal box. Suddenly, a faint white air emanated from it, which was a bottle of white wine.

Luo Hou didn't understand the quality of this bottle of wine, but as the faint fragrance echoed at the nose, the clear and sweet smell went down his throat, and his whole body instantly felt like it was, but it made him feel a little intoxicated.

The first hand roll was eaten shortly after I ate the second one, and the second one came up with copper hot pots, one for each person, and the alcohol lamp was below. In the small hot pot, there were simple kelp soup, a few slices of kelp and water. Then, a plate of pink rectangular fish slices with a slightly darker color than the big belly was served.

"Just eat the middle belly, just eat it with shabu, and the color will turn white. It won't last too long," the gourmet said, sitting down, and Lan Jue also poured him a glass of white wine.

The kelp soup boils, and the fish meat is almost instantly red and white. Pick out the fish meat, dip it with some sauce made of seafood vinegar, add a variety of ingredients, and take a bite into your mouth. When you bite, you can see whether the fish meat is white or red inside, just like a hawthorn cake covered with a layer of white frost.

It is not as fragrant as a big belly, but it is more delicious with the sauce and has a great taste. Several clear-mouthed side dishes are then placed on the table and eaten together. Even if Luohou has eaten too many delicious foods, he feels a long-lost happiness after tasting this simple food.

After hot pot, it is sashimi raw, big belly, medium belly, and fish. It is divided into three types, ranging from light pink, light red to dark red. It is paired with freshly ground green mustard with wasabi, making people linger.

Luo Hou seemed to have a particularly good appetite today, eating more than everyone else, which fully interpreted what a foodie like a gluttonous person was. He was immersed in the fish sashimi and completely forgot about the last grilled fish head and fish neck...

"Gourmet, is he okay with the psychologist?" After eating, Lan Jue couldn't help but say, seeing Luo Hou still immersed in the delicacy and sitting there with his eyes closed and he looked like he was crazy about his devil.
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