The noisy noise woke Du Jiayi, who was enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of Su Ji's ancient charm. She turned around and saw four or five young people coming in.
The crowd that was originally noisy outside the door would subconsciously lower their voices after entering.
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't be so loud."
"Yes, everyone, keep your voices down and don't ruin the atmosphere of Su's restaurant."
"That's right, I really like the atmosphere of Su Ji."
"I like it too. This is an old restaurant full of ancient charm. It is really a unique experience to sit here and eat."
"It's not as exaggerated as you say."
"I'm not exaggerating. Let's sit down and feel it for yourself."
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The five young people found a table and sat down. Because there were five of them, they added a chair.
After sitting down, the young people calmed down tacitly, as if they had entered some kind of meditation state, carefully feeling the atmosphere in the restaurant.
Soon, several young people felt that although the old street outside Su Ji was bustling with people coming and going, the noise brought by the hustle and bustle brought some noise, but Su Ji seemed very peaceful inside.
This atmosphere of tranquility in motion brings about a wonderful change in people's state of mind.
The young people who thought it was a bit exaggerated before are now enjoying being immersed in such an atmosphere.
After a while, when Su Ruoxi took the menu and asked a few people to order food, she gently broke the atmosphere and pulled people back to reality.
Suddenly I realized that outside was still the bustling old street, and I was still in the simple little restaurant.
I woke up from the quiet atmosphere and remembered that I was here to eat today. I took the menu from the proprietress and started looking for delicious food.
Du Jiayi watched everything quietly with a smile on her face all the time. She was really infected by the atmosphere of Su Ji. She became fresh and cheerful, so comfortable that people wanted to eat a lot.
Du Jiayi, who always likes to fight for food, surprisingly did not fight for anything this time. Instead, he waited quietly for the young people who came later to order.
Then, Du Jiayi tried her best to look like a lady and raised her hand to greet Su Ruoxi.
Su Ruoxi came to her and handed her the menu: "Mom Liu Zihao, take a look at what you want to eat."
Du Jiayi glanced at the handwritten menu and felt that the words on the menu were very well written, with very beautiful small characters, which seemed to fit in perfectly with the atmosphere of the restaurant.
Glancing at the menu, Du Jiayi quickly saw the braised pork and ordered it without any hesitation.
"Have some braised pork."
Su Ruoxi smiled and nodded: "Okay, braised pork."
Then, Du Jiayi looked at the other dishes and ordered a serving of lotus pond stems and a bowl of chicken porridge.
Since there were only mother and son eating, these dishes were enough.
If it were Du Jiayi herself, she might not even order the braised pork. She usually eats vegetables at home, and in order to maintain her figure and health, she usually eats them boiled.
I looked at the menu today and felt that the vegetables in the restaurant might contain a lot of oil, so I didn't want to order more.
The reason why she ordered a bowl of chicken porridge was mainly because Du Jiayi knew that chicken porridge was a unique porridge, and because it was made of chicken, it would not bring too much burden to her.
Su Ruoxi did not have any further suggestions. She placed the order according to Du Jiayi's instructions and then asked Feng Ruoruo to send it to the kitchen.
Liu Zihao watched Feng Ruoruo run to the kitchen with the menu. He originally wanted to go and take a look, but was stopped by his mother and Feng Ruoruo.
Feng Ruoruo said seriously: "You can't go in, I'm going to deliver the menu to Dad, not everyone can go into the kitchen."
Du Jiayi also pulled his son and said, "Don't go to the kitchen to disturb others. Just sit still."
It was not known whether he listened to Feng Ruoruo or to his mother. In any case, Liu Zihao did not dare to continue clamoring to go, but sat down obediently on the chair next to his mother.
Feng Ruoruo took two menus and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.
Seeing this, the young people at the next table couldn't help but smile.
"The little girl is so cute."
"Yeah, they'll give out menus, that's really fun."
"If you think children are fun, then let's have one together."
"Go, you are beautiful."
"Hahaha, if you have one child, it might not be as cute as mine."
"Who said that? I think it must be cuter than the boss's."
"Don't take me with you. I don't have time to have a baby with you."
"Who should I look for then?"
"You can find whoever you want."
"Oh, oh, oh, if your husband really goes to look for you now, won't you be furious? By then, I don't know how many handkerchiefs you will wet with tears."
"Humph, I don't think he has the guts."
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The joyful chat among several young people made the atmosphere in the restaurant more harmonious and joyful.
At this time, more guests came in one after another, and Su Ruoxi naturally took the initiative to greet them with a smile.
While waiting for the food, Du Jiayi was somewhat surprised to find that it didn’t take long before half of the tables in the restaurant were occupied.
At this time, the sky outside was just beginning to darken.
As more and more customers came, the restaurant naturally became lively.
I don’t know if it’s because of the ancient atmosphere in the restaurant, but when people are chatting, they unconsciously lower their voices, which makes the restaurant not so noisy.
It didn't take long before the dishes Du Jiayi ordered were served, starting with the plate of lotus stems from the lotus pond.
What surprised Du Jiayi was that the dish was beautifully presented, with the various vegetables clearly alternating in green, black and white, and gathered in the middle of the plate. The area around the square plate was very clean.
In this way, Du Jiayi felt very good just by looking at it.
Next is the dish itself. Originally, in Du Jiayi's impression, restaurant dishes are usually very shiny and oily for the sake of good color, always giving people the feeling that there are too many oils.
However, the lotus stems in front of her did not feel oily at all, but were very clear in color.
Du Jiayi was indeed surprised. She didn't expect to see such a refreshing dish in a restaurant.
Liu Zihao didn't have the same appreciation as his mother. When he saw the white vegetables coming up, the little boy pouted and said, "Green vegetables again. They're not tasty. Haohao wants to eat meat."
Du Jiayi was awakened by her son's voice. She looked at her son and said, "You can't just eat meat, you have to eat vegetables too, otherwise it's bad for your health."
As she spoke, Du Jiayi picked up a piece of lentil for her son.
"Come, eat some vegetables. If you don't eat them, I won't let you eat the braised pork when it comes."
When Liu Zihao heard his mother say that he was not allowed to eat meat, he immediately obediently scooped up the lentils that his mother put in the spoon for him, put them into his mouth, and swallowed them as if he were taking medicine.
But after putting the vegetables into his mouth and starting to chew, the little boy found that the vegetables his mother had picked for him tasted quite good.
It has a light sweetness, without the vegetable taste that he eats at home, and it tastes delicious with a crunchy texture.
After eating one, Liu Zihao asked his mother again: "Mom, give me another piece."
Originally, Du Jiayi planned to watch over her son and make sure he finished eating the food, but she didn't expect that after her son ate one piece, he would actually ask for another one.
Du Jiayi took another piece and said, "Is it delicious?"
Liu Zihao nodded seriously: "It's delicious."
Seeing that her son didn't seem to be lying while eating, Du Jiayi picked up a lotus stem and put it in her mouth to taste it.
After taking a bite, Du Jiayi was also a little surprised.
Du Jiayi has eaten lotus stems before, but the taste of the lotus stems eaten today is really different.
Not only does it taste crispy, but the key is the seasoning on the lotus root, which tastes slightly salty and has a hint of sweetness. It is really very palatable and tastes very good.
Du Jiayi ate another lentil and finally discovered the special feature of the seasoning.
Usually, stir-fried lotus leaves at home or in some restaurants are seasoned with just salt.
But today's dish is salty with a hint of sweetness.
It is this little bit of sweetness that brings a sense of pleasure to the taste buds of the eater, so the dish tastes great and makes people want to eat it up with chopsticks.
This was the first time that Du Jiayi felt that eating vegetables could also make people happy.
The mother and son actually brought a plate of lotus roots from the lotus pond and ate them with gusto.
Fortunately, Feng Yifan was not slow in serving the dishes, and the braised pork was soon served.
Looking at the braised pork again, Du Jiayi was very surprised again.
The braised pork in red oil and red sauce in the small casserole may look very greasy, but the aroma will make you salivate.
Even though Du Jiayi rarely eats greasy meat dishes, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she saw such a braised pork.
It is really fragrant and makes people want to taste it.
When Liu Zihao saw the braised pork coming up, he immediately dropped the vegetables, raised his spoon and yelled to his mother, "Mom, hurry up, I want to eat meat, this meat is so beautiful."
When Liu Zihao was yelling at his mother, the little boy did not notice that his actions were seen by three little girls: Feng Ruoruo, Yang Xiaoxi, and Chen Yaofei.
Feng Ruoruo smiled and said to her two good friends, "Xixi, Feifei, look, Liu Zihao is yelling for meat."
Yang Xiaoxi looked over and said with a smile: "Really, it's as if you have never eaten meat."
Chen Yaofei immediately said, "Liu Zihao has never eaten this before. Liu Zihao has never eaten the dishes that Father Feng cooked."
Feng Ruoruo said proudly: "Yes, my father cooks the best."
At that table, Du Jiayi finally picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in the spoon of her son's small bowl.
The moment he picked it up, Du Jiayi discovered that this braised pork was different from the others.
Just lightly pick up the meat with chopsticks and you can feel that the meat is very soft and tender. It seems that if you use a little more force, the whole piece of meat will be crushed.
Du Jiayi put the braised pork on the spoon in her son's bowl. When she took back the chopsticks, she found that there was not much oil and sauce left on the chopsticks.
Being able to do this shows that the braised pork is really cooked well and the flavor is burned into the meat, instead of just leaving the oil and sauce on the surface and making the meat taste not very flavorful.
Liu Zihao couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and put the square and neatly-shaped braised pork in the spoon into his mouth.
The next moment, an expression of surprise appeared on Liu Zihao's little face.
Then the little boy asked his mother: "Did I eat meat just now?"
Seeing her son's behavior, Du Jiayi was a little amused: "Of course you ate it. Look at the spoon yourself. You even drank the juice on the meat."
Liu Zihao raised the spoon in his hand and looked at it carefully to make sure that there was indeed no meat in the spoon.
Then, Liu Zihao smacked the meat in his mouth for a while. The little boy was very puzzled and asked, "But mom, why didn't I feel that I ate the meat after I ate it? The meat disappeared after it entered my mouth?"
At this point, the little boy opened his mouth so that his mother could take a good look in order to gain her trust.
When Du Jiayi saw her son acting funny, if she were at home, she might want to get angry and teach her son a lesson.
But today, Du Jiayi was in a good mood, so when she saw her son acting funny, she didn't get angry or scold him, but smiled instead.
"Hahaha," Du Jiayi said with a smile, "You ate it yourself, how come there is still some in your mouth? Have you turned into Zhu Bajie? You ate the meat in one bite, but you didn't taste it?"
Hearing what his mother said, Liu Zihao pouted unhappily: "No, Haohao is not Zhu Bajie, it's the meat that melts in my mouth. If you don't believe me, try it."
Du Jiayi didn't want to eat it at first, but seeing her son's serious look, she decided to try it.
Then, Du Jiayi searched in the small casserole, trying to find a smaller piece of braised pork, but discovered that every piece of meat in it was square and the same size.
At this moment, Du Jiayi suddenly remembered that this was the recipe for the local dish braised pork.
Du Jiayi is from Shanghai and grew up in Shanghai, so she is very familiar with Shanghai's local dish, braised pork.
In local cuisine, braised pork must be cut into regular square shapes, and in particular, each piece of meat must be roughly the same size.
Looking at it this way now, the braised pork in this small casserole is really very much in line with the cooking methods of local cuisine.
Du Jiayi couldn't help but recall some childhood scenes.
She didn't bother to choose anymore, but just picked up a piece with chopsticks.
When the meat is picked up, you can see that the surface of the meat is rosy in color, covered with oil and sauce, but not a drop will drip down.
Du Jiayi opened his mouth slightly and put the braised pork into his mouth.
The next moment, just as he was about to start chewing, something happened that surprised Du Jiayi.
The piece of braised pork in my mouth was so soft and tender that I didn't even need to bite it with my teeth. Just a light roll of my tongue and the braised pork seemed to melt in my mouth.
With a slurp, the braised pork slides directly into the throat.
There is no residue left in the mouth, but the very rich aroma of the braised pork lingers in the mouth for a long time.
At this moment, Du Jiayi seemed to have returned to her childhood, when she was eating the braised pork made by her grandmother at her grandmother's house.
The braised pork my grandma made at that time was almost the same as what we eat now.
While Du Jiayi was reminiscing and recalling, Liu Zihao saw that his mother had not spoken a word and had not chewed anything in her mouth. The little boy gently pushed his mother's hand and asked, "Mom, is it gone once it enters your mouth?"
After being pushed awake by his son, Du Jiayi smiled and said, "Well, you are right, the dishes cooked by Feng Ruoruo's father are indeed great."