Gourmet of Another World

“Which dish did you say dissatisfied you? ”

The tone of the gait was very calm, the eyes fell on the slightly fat man, and there was no cheerful person, as if it were a natural question.

The slightly fat old man stood still and smiled at the back of his face. His eyes glistened and looked at the walking formula. “You are the foot owner of this small store, right? You are famous for a long time. At first sight today, it turns out that you are a hero out to be a teenager. ”

“I'm just a chef, not a hero.” The pedestrian did not feel comfortable with the pendulum, the old man seems to have not come to make trouble.

The foot pulled a chair and sat down, facing the slightly fat old man, who had three dishes in front of him, fried eggs, dried fish and drunken ribs.

All three dishes were passive several chopsticks, of which the egg stir-fried rice was half eaten, the liquor fish clamped a few chopsticks, and the drunken ribs ate only one or two pieces.

“Hey, coincidentally, old man, I, too, am just a cook. I didn't hear that Boss Bo's dishes were delicious. He rushed over a thousand miles and didn't expect to eat them. It wasn't as good as expected. I was a little disappointed.” The old man shook his head with regret, "he said.

Ouyang Xiaoyi, who stood behind the pedestrian formula, was leaving her mouth open, and she thought the old man was looking for something.

Beyond the surprises of the old man and Ouyang Xiaoyi, the gait formula nodded seriously, his hands really converged, directly condensed into a pair of chopsticks, clamped a drunken rib and put it in his mouth.

Chewed a bit and frowned tightly at the foot.

“This drunken rib does have many flaws, but after all, cooking has grown in learning, and no one can make absolute delicacies from the start, right?” The pedestrian said seriously, dissipating the real air chopsticks and looking at the elderly.

The old man froze slightly and laughed in disgust. His eyes all squinted into a gap.

“Yes, Boss Bo is right, but the old man is bewitching me. ”

The corner of the square mouth faded.

“I came from 100,000 mountains down. Ye Xiao has been mumbling in my ear ever since she ate the food here. She got tired of mumbling and ran out. By the way, she came to see the craftsmanship of Step Boss. Before, she was holding some discomfort in her heart. She was told by Step Boss, but she made sense.” The old man laughed, then waved his hand, and a gourd of gourd appeared.

“Boss Bo, this is a treasure below, can you change the boss's craft?” The old man smiled at the pedestrian side and said, shaking the gourd in his hand, the gourd sounded a loud slurry collision.

Hmm? The gait was slightly stunned, subconsciously looking at the old man's gourd.

The old man grinned and ripped off the plug of the gourd, breaking it down, and suddenly a rich acidity floated out, with a strange sweetness in the sourness, touching the heart.

The pedestrian formula could not have swept a little inside, stared closely at the gourd, and breathed slightly in a hurry.

The old man was satisfied with the expression on his foot, and no one would calm down to smell his vinegar.

“Ma'am, go get a little plate.” The old man smiled at Ouyang Xiaoyi on one side, "he said.

Ouyang Xiaoyitong glanced at him, but turned to the windowsill and asked Xiaolong in the kitchen to pick up a small plate.

“Oops, Boss Bo is back?! ”

Shortly after, Xiaolong Xiaolong and Yufu both walked out of the kitchen. They were very excited to look at the walking formula. Yufu looked a little rushed, while Xiaolong was happy.

Ouyang Xiaoyi handed the dish to the old man, humming his nose.

The old man smiled. Instead of ignoring Ouyang Xiaoyi, he placed the dish on the table. He concentrated on holding the gourd and carefully poured vinegar into the dish.

The gait shrank and stared closely at the gourd's mouth.

Black and red, with some thick vinegar flowing from the mouth of the gourd, accompanied by a strange spiritual fluctuation, and the sourness that spreads between the moments.

Ouyang Xiaoyi and others also smell this smell at this moment. Both mouths are sour, both cheeks can't help but hemp, and the rate of saliva secretion accelerates.

“Vinegar! ”

His eyes lit up and he took a deep breath. The sourness burst into his nostrils, making his nostrils feel a bit sour, but he felt very happy.

“If that's a good guess, it should be fruit vinegar!” Pedestrian.

The old man poured a little dish of vinegar, then put away the gourd, the plug stuffed the gourd head, his hands trembled, the gourd disappeared.

“Yes, Mr. Bo has the eyesight, which is precisely the ‘eight spirit fruit vinegar’ that I've always been proud of in my heart.” The old man waved the dish toward the position of the gait, and the dish was pushed in front of the gait.

Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar, walking heart, I'm afraid none of the eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar is any ordinary Spirit Fruit, look at the spiritual fluctuations, look at the rich acidity, maybe eight Seventh Grade Spirit Fruit Vinegar.

But he couldn't guess at the moment either. He picked up the dish carefully and stuck it in his mouth. The sourness spread and a little sweetness.

For a chef, vinegar, wine, sauce, etc. are also very important ingredients. They have good vinegar, which may add a certain amount of charm to the dish, and good wine may add a certain amount of energy to the dish.

Sucked a small bite of this octopus vinegar, a sour taste instantly burst into his mouth, the sour taste was just a flash in his mouth, spreading his tongue buds, making him feel a sour smell full of goosebumps, but after this sour strength, it was a refreshing sweetness that echoed.

The spiritual energy in the octopus vinegar seemed to flow back and forth in the body of the pedestrian, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and feel the smell of fruit vinegar.

On the face of the pedestrian, as if a fine sweat bead had emerged, the sourness of fruit vinegar made him sweat beads that he couldn't help.

“Nice! Vinegar!” The pedestrian formula opened his eyes and praised the vinegar for the second time, which was really the first time he had ever tasted such delicious fruit vinegar.

“Hey, that's nature. This octopus vinegar is old vinegar I've been making for decades. It's filled with vinegar buckets made of eight fruit trees. Each year it's difficult to swap the positions of fruit vinegar in each bucket and nourish it constantly with your own spirit!” The old man was very proud of his beard and his mustache introduced him, and he didn't care at all about the leak of practice, because there were many doorways in there to really make this vinegar.

The pedestrian formula is somewhat unfinished, but not too much, because fruit vinegar can only be delicious and too much is not good.

The taste of the sourness and sweetness in the mouth, the corner of the gait couldn't help but curl up. He stared at the old man, his eyes became brighter and the latter was covered with some hair.

“Don't you want to taste the food below? I have been developing a new dish just recently and have been lacking a good ingredient. I have just tasted your Eight Spirits Fruit Vinegar. I like it very much.” The gait was slow, he said.

Fat old man's eyes suddenly glared, walking. What does that mean? Does this bitch still want old man's jelly to cook?

“Mr. Bo... The vinegar is very precious, it's not easy to taste it once, but it won't be served in bulk!” He hasn't had much vinegar for decades. How can he squander the recipe?

Instead, the pedestrian shook his head and stood up from the position, asking Yufu to take out another dish in the kitchen.

Placing the dish in front of the old man, the pedestrian formula said very seriously: “You don't need too much, you just need this dish. If the new dish doesn't suit your taste, or humiliates you with this octopus vinegar… I would like to personally do all the dishes in the shop, let you taste them, and… don't accept Yuanjing. ”

As the old man dawned, Ouyang Xiaoyi stood beside the pedestrian, Xiao Xiaolong and Yufu also opened their mouths slightly and their faces were full of wonder.

“Mr. Bao... you... Alas, how embarrassing!” The old man's eyes were bright and suddenly smiled and his hands shook, and the gourd reappeared and poured some fruit vinegar into the plate.

Sorry for the ball... I took this plate of octopus vinegar on foot, pulled the corner of my mouth, and took a deep breath.

“Please wait. ”

Later, it was convenient to turn around and enter the kitchen with fruit vinegar to prepare his new dishes.