Alu looked at the blue and white porcelain plate in front of the big black dog, on which was filled with orange-red steaming drunk pork ribs, he was stunned, staring blankly at the bitten chicken leg in his hand He also held it still, and forgot to chew the meat in his mouth.
The drunk pork ribs are really delicious, much more fragrant than the barbecue cooked by the old man who taught them how to cook in Qingyang Town. Under such a fragrance, Alu felt that the chicken legs in his hands had become a little bit Tasteless.
Alu glanced at the chicken leg in his hand, then grinned, stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it.
The big black dog was about to enjoy its drunk pork ribs, but suddenly the dog's body shook, and it raised its head suddenly, and found Alu's staring eyes. The greed and desire in those eyes were aimed at Facing the drunk ribs in front of it.
How dare this human being covet your dog's drunken ribs? ! Xiao Hei was so angry, he stood up, turned his body around, covered up the drunk ribs, and pointed his butt at Alu, wagging his dog's tail, quite arrogant.
Alu's line of sight was blocked, and he gave up his pursuit with some reluctance, smacked his lips, and swept his tongue around his lips for a week, as if he wanted to lick the smell of drunk pork ribs in the air.
"Take your tongue back, can you look like a cook who has never seen the world? Don't tell others that you are my brother when you look like this!" Awei frowned, his face almost twisted together, His face was full of disgust, although he admitted that the smell of the drunk pork ribs was very good... But his actions were not as unbearable as Alu's.
When Bu Fang heard the voice behind him, he turned around, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the two strange people in surprise.
A big fat man wearing an apron, and a skinny man carrying a big black pot...
So maverick, are they here to make trouble
"Who are you?" Bu Fang asked lightly.
As soon as Alu was scolded by Awei, he immediately retracted his tongue reluctantly, still savoring the taste of the drunk pork ribs.
Awei glanced at Bu Fang, feeling a bit puzzled. He sized him up and down suspiciously for a week before he asked, "You made the drunk ribs?"
It was delicious in color and fragrance, and even without careful observation, Ah Wei dared to conclude that this is definitely a classic and excellent dish of drunken pork ribs!
But can this cook who looks younger than them cook such an uncomplicated drunken ribs? Impossible... Awei shook his head subconsciously. He was very confident in his cooking skills. Since he was trained by the old man, his cooking skills have skyrocketed. It is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary chefs.
"I don't believe it, you lied to me... go and call out the real chef." Awei glanced at Bu Fang and said.
Bu Fang was taken aback, looking at Ah Wei like a fool, what does it mean to call out the real chef? He is standing right here, who else is he looking for
Bu Fang suddenly didn't bother to pay attention to this unreasonable guy, turned around and stepped into the small shop, walking towards the kitchen.
Awei looked at Bu Fang's back and frowned. Did he make a mistake? The speechless look in Bu Fang's eyes before turning around made him doubt life...
"Let's go, Alu, let's go into the store and take a look." Awei said, his pointed chin tilted up, half a smile, "I didn't expect to come across such an interesting little store when I first came to the imperial capital."
Awei said to himself, but he didn't respond to him for a long time, and he suddenly looked back suspiciously, only to see Alu squirming towards Xiao Hei with small steps, and his hands were still coming from him. A few chicken legs were pulled out of the apron pocket.
"Cute little dog, can you exchange two chicken legs for one of your drunk ribs? Isn't two enough? How about three? Four?"
While Alu was wriggling, the fat on his face was trembling. He was really fascinated by the smell of the drunk pork ribs. Alu's favorite thing was to eat, especially when it came to meat, he was very sensitive.
"Change your sister! Come in!" Awei turned his head and saw this scene, his lungs almost exploded, and he roared angrily.
Hearing Awei's roar, Alu still walked towards Awei unwillingly, and finally both of them stepped into the small shop.
The layout of the shop is very warm, at least the first impression left on Alu and Awei is very good, especially the cleanliness of the shop, the spotless feeling makes him happy.
"Brother... Brother! Look at the menu behind you!" Alu stuffed the four chicken legs into his mouth, and with a little anger, he bit down fiercely and clicked. All four chicken legs were swallowed, and then said.
Awei turned around when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows for a moment, and blurted out a curse: "Damn... this small shop is really dark, even darker than the one we opened!"
The restaurant they opened in Qingyang Town is located at the intersection of the wild land, so the prices of the dishes are very expensive, but they are expensive for a reason. Animals and elixir, and after their careful cooking, they can even retain the aura in the ingredients, which not only tastes good, but also helps practice, which is why they are expensive.
But why are the dishes in this small shop so expensive? Could it be that the owner of this small shop also personally went to wild places to catch ingredients
But even if you go to catch the ingredients yourself, the price is really expensive and a bit outrageous. There are also dishes worth Yuanjing in their store, but there are only one or two of that kind of dishes, but in this small store... all of them All are paid with Yuanjing.
grunt.
Awei was a little dissatisfied.
"Where's the boss?! I want to order!" Ah Wei shouted.
Bu Fang walked out of the kitchen slowly and glanced at Ah Wei. The other party's resentment seemed to be fully expressed on his face, with a bit of provocation.
"Oh, something, let's talk." Bu Fang was expressionless.
"Brother, let's order drunken pork ribs! I really want to eat..." Alu said vaguely on the side.
"Don't talk to me while eating!" Awei glanced at Alu and muttered complainingly. To be honest, Alu's words moved him a little, but he held back in the end.
"Two servings of fried rice with eggs, the simplest dishes can show the level of a chef... Besides, drunken ribs are so expensive, if they don't taste good, we'll be wasting our money!" Awei said.
Bu Fang glanced at the two strange brothers, twitched the corner of his mouth, didn't say anything, just said a moment, and then stepped into the kitchen again.
Alu and Awei found a seat and sat down. Although the environment of the small shop is very different from the outside environment, which filled their hearts with warmth, the decoration of this small shop is actually not that luxurious. It's like a very ordinary little shop.
"Brother, other people's Spring Festival is full of big fish and meat, but we eat dry egg fried rice in this small shop... How about we order drunk pork ribs? Otherwise, braised pork is also fine..." Alu swallowed another chicken leg and said.
"Hmph... do you really intend to donate all the crystals in your pocket to this small shop? Are you stupid?!" Awei sneered.
He sat on a chair with a big black pot on his back, humming endlessly.
Alu's face was immediately full of disappointment, the fat twitched and he couldn't eat meat... It was so sad, Alu murmured, then pulled out two chicken legs, stuffed them into his mouth, and bit them hard.
Suddenly, the "cracking" chewing sound in his mouth suddenly stopped, his plump nose moved violently, and his eyes suddenly brightened, looking in the direction of the kitchen.
There, a thin figure came out slowly carrying two steaming plates of fried rice with eggs.