"It smells so good!" The hot pot restaurant clerks collectively exclaimed. Although the hot pot in the store has a strong aroma, they can still clearly distinguish the aroma that comes in with the wind. The fragrance is tangy and whets your appetite. In comparison, the hot pot smell is almost like a strange smell.
"This is Su Jing's cooking skills. It is truly well-deserved."
"Just the fragrance makes people's mouth water. You can imagine how delicious it is."
"In addition to the aroma of vegetables, there is also a strong aroma of rice. It turns out that rice can really be so fragrant."
"Manager, compared with the fragrance of rice, coriander, and coriander that you are so obsessed with, how does the fragrance coming from the other side compare to you?"
Not hearing the answer from the middle-aged man with the Chinese character face, everyone turned to look, only to see that the middle-aged man with the Chinese character face was completely stunned. He looked intoxicated and moved, as if he had met his lover after a long separation.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man with a Chinese character rushed out of the hot pot restaurant and ran into the restaurant opposite. The waiters in the hotpot restaurant looked at each other, and two young men and women couldn't hold it any longer and followed them.
The middle-aged man with a Chinese-style face entered the restaurant and saw Su Jing cooking. He was immediately shocked. The fire dragons and fire phoenixes were flying, so beautiful. How could this be cooking? It was like magic. It turned out that wasn't what was seen on TV. It was a special effect, but it was real. He took a few deep breaths and smelled the long-lost rice fragrance more clearly. He couldn't believe it and said, "This fragrance... how could it be?"
"What's wrong, store manager, isn't this smell good?" asked the young man and woman who came over.
"It's not bad, but... it's exactly the same as the aroma of rice that I always smelled at home." The middle-aged man with a Chinese character said in shock. He didn't want to admit this fact. He was belittling Su Jing's cooking skills and bragging about another one. The folk master now says that the food made by Su Jing and that folk master have exactly the same aroma. Isn't this a slap in the face? However, he did not want to deny it out of conscience.
"Exactly the same? In other words, Su Jing's cooking skills are the same as that of that folk master?" said the young man.
"Wait a minute, store manager, your home is near Zhongyun No. 1 Middle School. I remember that Su Jing's parents are teachers at Zhongyun No. 1 Middle School. They live in Dacheng Left Bank Community. Su Jing may cook there. Store manager, what did you smell that day? The rice is fragrant, couldn't it be made by him?" the young woman said.
"How is it possible? The left bank of Dacheng is more than a thousand meters away from my home." The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face said in shock.
While they were talking, Su Jing prepared the last dish, and the rice was just cooked, and the time was controlled just right. The waiters in the restaurant helped serve the food and rice. They couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they smelled the aroma. They could only smell it but not eat it. It was really uncomfortable. At the same time, they were surprised to find that there were silver threads on the rice, which were as crystal clear as jade and looked pink and tender.
Tanaka Yi couldn't wait. He took a bite of the rice first, chewed it twice, then his eyes widened and he exclaimed in surprise: "It's delicious. Oh my god, this rice is so delicious. I can eat three bowls of it with plain rice."
"It's so delicious. Third brother, your Lantian Silver Rice Rice is incredible." Xiao Rui exclaimed as he took a big mouthful of rice.
What shocked Tianzhong Yi and Xiao Rui even more was that after taking two more bites, they felt a heat spreading from their lower abdomen. Their whole bodies were warm and full of strength. This feeling was so comfortable.
"I feel warm and comfortable all over my body. Is this an illusion?" Tanaka Yi said in shock.
"I feel the same way." Xiao Rui said.
"This kind of rice is very good for the body, even more than ginseng." Su Jing said.
"What?" Tian Zhongyi, Xiao Rui, and the surrounding people all stared in disbelief. Smelling the aroma and seeing them eating so deliciously, the melon eaters were already salivating. However, it would be too mysterious to say that the nutritional value of mere rice exceeds that of ginseng.
"Mr. Su, let's talk about the details after eating." Tian Zhongyi was extremely excited. He knew a little about Su Jing and knew that since he said so, it would definitely not be false. This Lantian Silver Noodle Rice is so delicious and nutritious, that’s incredible, it’s incredible. He finally understood why Su Jing valued this Lantian Silver Thread Rice so much. Although he only had a 10% profit, it should not be underestimated. Because this kind of rice, even if it sells for ten times or a hundred times the price of ordinary rice, many people will rush to buy it.
"Mr. Su, I would like to ask, what exactly is this so-called Lantian Silver Thread Rice?" The middle-aged man with a Chinese-style face finally couldn't help but ask.
"It's my newly cultivated variety." Su Jing replied.
"That means that only you own it?" the middle-aged man with a Chinese character asked.
"For the time being, it's almost like, if you want to buy it, you have to wait at least a few months." Su Jing said.
"A few days ago, did you cook a meal near Zhongyun No. 1 Middle School?" The middle-aged man with a Chinese character continued to ask.
"That's right." Su Jing glanced at the middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face in confusion, wondering why he asked this.
"It turns out that the aroma of rice I smelled that day was really made by you." The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face exclaimed.
"Haha, it turns out that you are nearby. This is nothing surprising. This is the original fragrance of Lantian Silver Rice. I just cooked it in a rice cooker. A child can do it. No cooking skills are required." Su Jing said with a smile.
"That..." The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face looked at the Lantian silver rice and swallowed his saliva. He wanted to try it but was too embarrassed to say it.
"You can try it." Su Jing smiled, picked up an empty bowl and filled him with a bowl of rice.
The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face took the bowl flattered. Regardless of how the food tasted, Su Jing's attitude made him feel ashamed. He took a mouthful of rice and chewed two mouthfuls. His eyes widened and he ate half of it. The bowl, and then he took a bite of each dish. Every time he ate a dish, his expression became more exciting, which made the young men and women following him look envious and drool.
The middle-aged man with a Chinese-style face devoured the entire bowl of rice, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and bowed respectfully to Su Jing: "Mr. Su, I have doubts about your cooking skills. I'm deeply sorry. I can't see the difference. This meal is the most delicious I have ever eaten in my life. Your cooking skills are simply the best!"
The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face was extremely shocked at this moment. The rice is delicious. It can be said that Lantian Silver Noodle Rice is special, but other dishes are also extremely delicious. This is Su Jing's cooking skills. He has never imagined that food can be so delicious. This is beyond him. cognition. While he was filled with admiration, he was also deeply ashamed of his previous doubts about Su Jing.