In a small shop, if you want to be able to see Yuan Zhou cooking, the bar counter position must be in C position. Of course, there are places where you can and cannot see everything. As for other positions, if you pay attention, you can still see a little bit. Yes, but if you don't pay attention, you won't be able to see it at all.
Let's just say Mr. Chu never noticed it.
He was imagining what kind of wine would come out at the exchange meeting tomorrow and how good the wine would taste.
Not only have I never seen the five kinds of wine today, but even if I heard the names, they are completely different from what I imagined. It is simply a kind of enjoyment, especially for Mr. Chu, it is a double enjoyment.
Plants that have never been seen before, or only exist in legends, plus wonderful wine, are two things.
When Chu Lao was wandering in the ocean of imagination, a strong and fresh fragrance awakened his hungry stomach.
He just drank a lot of wine and some snacks, but Mr. Chu was not young after all, and his movements were not as sharp as Mr. Wan who had been immersed in the shop for a long time. Naturally, he ate less. He only had five kinds of wine. After drinking just half a kilo, you can imagine the intensity of the battle.
As soon as this strangely fragrant smell was noticed by his nose, Mr. Chu concentrated all his energy on smelling the fragrance.
"I don't know who ordered the dish or what it was called. I want to order another one." Mr. Chu muttered to himself.
I really couldn't hold it back, just managing the drool without keeping it in my mouth was already taking a lot of effort, and I didn't have any extra energy to think about anything else.
When the dishes were placed in front of him, Mr. Chu realized belatedly that this was the dish he ordered, crystal shrimps.
At this time, Mr. Chu was really surprised. Crystal shrimp is definitely the number one dish in Shanghai, and it is also a dish that many people know.
It is almost as famous as the stir-fried shrimps in Guangdong and Fujian provinces, and Crystal Shrimps was born out of the stir-fried shrimps, so it is naturally more well-known.
But Mr. Chu can assure himself that the crystal shrimp he has eaten does not have such a strange smell. The fragrance is fragrant, but it is the pure fresh fragrance of shrimp, mixed with the fragrance of some eggs, but now this indescribable strange smell The scent really attracted him and made him feel very confused at the same time.
"Crystal clear, like a pearl, it's really the best." Mr. Chu felt that he had been in a state of wonder today.
In the afternoon, I marveled at the wine and snacks, and in the evening, I marveled at a plate of shrimps. It felt like I had lived in vain for decades, and it was definitely not as exciting as today.
In the past, if someone told Mr. Chu how beautiful shrimps are, he would definitely sneer at them. They are just shrimps. River shrimps, sea shrimps, and lake shrimps are just like that. Apart from size and color, there is no telling how beautiful they are. But Now that the facts are in front of us, we have no choice but to believe them.
It has a beautiful slightly reddish transparent texture, connected from head to tail, with just the right curve, very natural, as if it was born with such a curve, without any reluctance, it is purely natural.
Pink and watery, each one is indeed as eye-catching as a pearl. Except for the slight steaming, which shows that it is indeed a dish rather than a work of art, it is definitely qualified to be displayed in a museum. .
I carefully picked up the chopsticks and picked up the last one, fearing that if my movements were a little rough, my overall beauty would be ruined.
When the chopsticks touch the surface of the shrimp, it does not feel soft. On the contrary, it is slightly elastic. When you put it in your mouth, the sweet taste immediately wraps up the entire mouth. When you bite your teeth, it does not feel tough, on the contrary, it is very chewy. Crispy and delicious.
It is as moist as it looks on the surface and tastes quite good. It is different from other shrimps with a soft yet crispy texture that makes you want to stop eating it. It tastes like eating jelly beans after one bite after another. , crunchy.
And Chu Lao also followed the demon, and his chopsticks danced like a thousand troops, with the momentum of one man being able to control thousands of men. Eating was like fighting, and soon there was not a drop left.
"The crystal shrimp that I have been eating for so long is really not worthy of its name. There is no such thing as crystal shrimp in the world. It looks good and tastes good. I can eat three plates of it." Mr. Chu was very satisfied with the taste of the shrimp.
Although he is not a chef, he can still distinguish the deliciousness of shrimps. After all, the difference is obvious.
After finishing the shrimps, the next thing that came was the egg fried rice. I thought the shrimps were already the best, but I didn't expect that a bowl of egg fried rice could be so amazing now.
Mr. Chu wondered if the village had just been connected to the Internet, otherwise he was so ignorant. He used to think that a bowl of egg fried rice was good if it could be fried until the grains were clearly defined, but he didn't expect that there was a mountain with a mountain. Shan Gao, even a simple egg fried rice can rival a top-notch meal.
As for the pickled fresh food that followed, naturally it made people want to order two more bowls, until they were full, so Mr. Chu couldn’t escape the shop’s unique law of having another plate, so he ordered another dish before leaving. .
There was no way to hold anything in his stomach, so he couldn't hold it any longer. As for Mr. Wang and the others, they had already finished eating and were waiting for Mr. Chu outside the door.
After eating, there was nothing to grab. They didn't get a quota for drinking today. They could renew their friendship with Mr. Chu. After all, he was a person who could exchange views on wine. Plastic friendship was about That's it, the standard is that when there is something to do, there is no beauty, and when there is nothing to do, it is summer and spring.
The exchange meeting on the first day went very smoothly and everyone felt that it was a fruitful and worthwhile trip, so everyone was looking forward to the exchange meeting on the second day.
Except for one person, that is Diaz. This guy is said to be lucky. He is from the Mao Xiong Company, so he can get some benefits. For example, he was able to participate in the wine exchange meeting this time and drank a lot of delicious Chinese wine. It's definitely a profit, something you wouldn't even think of if you had money.
But if he was unlucky, it was really unlucky. He had obviously followed Taoxi Road and found Mao Xiong and his family's residence opposite the Kitchen God Shop. But because he didn't understand Chinese, there was no further information.
With the speed at which Wu Hai and Mao Xiong came out to line up, anyone with eyes other than 5:00 couldn't tell whether they were humans or ghosts, let alone the defenseless Diaz.
So when the queue started and the queue grew longer and longer visibly to the naked eye, Dias couldn't find Mao Xiong or Wu Hai, and no one got a meal. He could only lament that the queue was very good. The most important thing was that Just when he finished receiving the numbers, he finally used his extraordinary eyesight to find an extremely unique acquaintance in the team.
The 200-pound Qian Hai who was tasting wine at the same table with him had a tall figure just like his name. In Diaz's eyes, all Chinese people looked similar.
Dias's position as the person in charge of a large winery naturally relied on his strength rather than his face, so he slowly looked around and saw Wu Hai and Mao Xiong walking into the shop quickly.
Some things are missed once they are missed, so Dias didn't fully cheer up until the exchange meeting started the next day.
The main reason is that the wines on the second day are as good as those on the first day. Each one is very exciting, but the time is really short and fleeting. Soon it is time for the last wine to be served. .
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