Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

The name of the new restaurant is directly named after Li Xingyi. The chef is also Li Xingyi. He is very attentive to his new restaurant. From decoration to hiring, he does everything by himself. He also found several for himself. Little apprentice.

On the day when the restaurant opened, Fang Yan called, called Du Hang and other friends, and called his family members over. Even the grandparents who had made good friends in the community did not leave. They were far outside. Mr. Wen was called back all the way by a phone call from him. Du Hang took his mother, who is an editor of food magazines, with him, two, two and three, and sat at most of the table.

The last time everyone was called so uniformly, the Green Field Restaurant opened, and this time another restaurant opened, making everyone full of curiosity.

"Inkstone, I came here by plane specially for you." Old man Wen pretended to be serious and said: "If this smell disappoints me, I won't give up easily."

"Don't worry, Grandpa Wen, Brother Li's cooking skills are very good, even Brother Gu said it's good."

"What does Gu Rong know?" Old man Gu hummed, "You just let him eat grass, and he can show you flowers."

Gu Rong was helpless: "Grandpa!"

"What are you doing? I was wrong?" Old man Gu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became fierce: "What kind of character is your boy, don't I know?"

Gu Rong had nothing to say and could only become silent.

Mr. Wen said again: "This is good, what do you say your grandson does? I look after Gu Rong and it's pretty good, much better than my poor children and grandchildren."

As soon as he said this, even Mr. Gu had nothing to say.

The group of people in the Wen family have been fighting in their dens for so many years, and they have been in the newspapers for three days, but they have never stopped. Although the old man ran out every day, it was just to avoid the mess at home.Without his restraint, the people in the family would make a lot of noise, and the people sitting here have a clear heart. Although the old man is ridiculed by himself, it is not easy for others to laugh with him.

Li Xing came up with the first dish, and quickly turned everyone's attention away.

On the first day of the new store’s opening, most of the seats sitting on the seats were also invited. Not only Fang Yan’s friends, but Li Xingyi also had many friends who came over. They were all people who knew how Li Xingyi’s craftsmanship is. The first dish was on the table. While others were still observing the delicate appearance of the dish, they had already picked up the chopsticks and stretched out impatiently.

As soon as the people at Fang Yan's table picked up their helmets, they heard a series of surprise calls from the surroundings, and then those calls disappeared in unison, leaving only the sound of chopsticks and plates colliding.

Everyone was puzzled. Looking back, they saw other people bowing their heads to eat intently. No one spoke. The air was full of the scent of food, and one mouthful made people instantly flooded with saliva and filled their mouths.When everyone came back to their senses, he had stretched out his chopsticks, picked up the dishes and put them in his mouth.

Even people like Fang Yan and Gu Rong, who have eaten a lot of Li Xingyi's meals, couldn't help but be surprised by the taste.

When the new store opened, Li Xing rallied, and all the new dishes he developed were used on the menu, such as the first brine goose, he cooked the brine himself, and all the ingredients were re-mixed, even Fang Yan I haven't tasted it before, and I was impressed by the first mouthful.

With a bite of goose meat, everyone had no time to say anything, they immediately stretched out their chopsticks and clamped it towards the plate, racing against time, not leaving any opportunity to other people at the same table, for fear that they would eat one bite less than others.

Half of the brine goose was eaten clean by everyone. Everyone held chopsticks tightly in their hands and couldn't help but look towards the kitchen, wanting to know what the next dish was served.

The waiters in uniforms came out with the tray one after another. Everyone looked at it, and their eyes were tightly glued to the tray. They waited until the tray was placed on the table before they could see what it was.

Stir-fry asparagus.

Looking at the greenery, many people suddenly showed disappointment in their eyes.

The brine goose is so amazing that everyone is beginning to look forward to how delicious the second dish will be. All kinds of rare ingredients swiftly pass through their heads, but the final one is ordinary and tender. Asparagus, the contrast is so huge that everyone is caught off guard.

Disappointed to disappointment, but everyone still extended their chopsticks toward the plate.

The asparagus is crispy and tender. When you bite it, the fragrance blooms on the tip of your tongue. Then comes a strong fragrance that no one has expected. The fragrance envelops the fragrance of asparagus, like a fragrance bomb, smashing everyone. Unprepared, the delicacy of the brine goose disappeared in an instant, like a crashed old building, without even the ruined walls, it was quickly replaced by a new building.On the tip of the tongue, there is only the delicate fragrance of asparagus.

"What is this?" someone exclaimed.

Everyone could not help but look at it on the plate. The plate was still an ordinary stir-fried asparagus, but at this time, everyone did not dare to underestimate it. They quickly and cautiously picked it up and put it in the mouth. The scent bomb bombed again and again.

The third course comes next.

The third dish is a hard dish. The roasted pig’s knuckles are cut into small pieces, and the outside is sweet and dark. From the moment it is brought out, the arrogant scent bursts into the tip of the nose, and all the scent left by the front dish is lost Driven away rudely, leaving only the pungent spice smell and rich meaty aroma.Seasonings such as cumin are randomly sprinkled on the roasted pig's knuckles. If it is not exquisitely arranged, it is not much different from the roasted pig's knuckles that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

It's just that no one dare to look down upon it.

The previous stir-fried asparagus deceived everyone with its low-key appearance. Even though today's roasted pig's knuckles are incompatible with the elegant appearance of the restaurant, everyone could not help holding their breath and stretched their chopsticks toward it.

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This is the most silent meal Fang Yan has ever eaten.

From the first bit of brine goose up, apart from someone making a surprised sound at the beginning, in the following time, the whole restaurant was only clinked with cups and cups. In addition, there was not a single speaker. After the dishes were served and the meal was over, everyone put down their chopsticks and suddenly realized how strong their stomachs were.

Many people deliberately slowed down when they left the restaurant, and they subconsciously stroked their hands on their stomachs.

Until we got out of the restaurant, the cool breeze blew in, and the fragrance that permeated around was blown away, and everyone suddenly came back to their senses.

They turned their heads and looked, and saw the two arbitrary characters on the restaurant's sign, they all had a premonition that this restaurant might not be easy next.