Author: round head and round belly

"No, this..."

Zhang Tielin didn't expect Wang Gang to speak so loudly.

He originally wanted to buy one, and then he and Wang Gang would take half of it and taste it.

Calculated this way, he can accept one thousand yuan per person.

But when Wang Gang yelled like this, Zhang Guoli came, and the egg couldn't be divided, so he had to buy three.

The thing that originally cost only 2,000 yuan suddenly tripled, and he had to pay 6,000 yuan. Zhang Tielin also felt a little painful.

But Bip had already pretended, and he could no longer regret it. He could only save face and signaled to Wu Lei: "Give me three of these tea eggs, and they will be deducted from my notification fee."

"Hey, Mr. Fan Wu is getting richer?"

As soon as Zhang Guoli came over, he smiled and joked.

"What's the point? Are you happy?"

Zhang Tielin pretended not to take it seriously: "You should eat and drink. Money is a bastard. If you don't bring it when you are alive, you won't take it with you when you die..."

Listening to his words, the audience in the live broadcast room were all making fun of him.

"Haha! I feel bad."

"Does this tea egg have marinated shrimp oil? Be careful he won't give you money after eating it!"

"Don't explain. Once you explain, you will show your timidity."

"What's this little money? Can't you just make it back with a single calligraphy painting?"

Wang Gang obviously saw Zhang Tielin's distress, so he smiled and said to Zhang Guoli: "My nephew brought me a bottle of good wine two months ago. Aren't you free the day after tomorrow? Come sit at my place and let's have a good taste.

taste."

Hearing his words, Zhang Tielin quickly interrupted: "I'm free the day after tomorrow too!"

"Oh! What a coincidence?"

Wang Gang smiled and smacked his palm, smiled at Zhang Guoli and asked, "How about another day?"

"Why can't I change it to another day? Just the day after tomorrow!"

Zhang Tielin hummed and smiled: "None of you can run away."

"Okay, okay, don't run."

Wang Gang chuckled.

He said this on purpose, so that Zhang Tielin could get out of the way.

While he was talking, Wu Lei had already scooped out three tea eggs for them.

"Come on! Try it!"

When Zhang Tielin learned that there would be good wine to drink the day after tomorrow, he no longer felt bad and greeted Wang Gang and Zhang Guoli generously.

"I'll try it first."

Wang Gang took the lead in picking up the chopsticks.

Picking up [Jin Buhuan], he picked it up with his hand, lowered his head and took a bite.

This egg costs 2,000 yuan, and a little bit of crumbs costs dozens of yuan!

As soon as he took a bite, the rich medicinal aroma occupied his mouth, and then the dense egg flavor came out.

"How about it?"

Zhang Tielin asked him curiously.

“Really good.”

Wang Gang nodded seriously: "I thought the eggs cooked with so many medicinal materials would be bitter and not so fragrant. It's just for the effect of eating them. I didn't expect that they taste really good! They are indeed more delicious than ordinary tea eggs.

many."

Zhang Guoli also took a bite and exclaimed in surprise: "This egg white is much tougher than ordinary tea eggs! It is very chewy and tastes a bit like meat. The aroma of the egg yolk is also very strong and delicious."

After Zhang Tielin heard that they all said yes, he picked up the egg out of curiosity and bit into half of it in one bite.

"Oh! This is really good!"

His eyes widened in surprise: "It tastes sweet!"

"There's brown sugar in it."

Wu Lei explained.

"No wonder."

Zhang Tielin ate the remaining half in one bite, chewing with a satisfied look on his face, and nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, really good."

Seeing them eating deliciously, the audience in the live broadcast room was also greedy.

"This egg is easy to understand when you eat it. It tastes like scallops. It must be delicious!"

"Next time I cook tea eggs, I'll try adding some brown sugar."

"Brothers, I'm just going to have a tea egg today, please! Let's eat!"

"It looks delicious, but it doesn't necessarily taste good. I still like to eat country bumpkins."

"The egg white is tough and the egg yolk is fragrant. Why does it sound like salt-baked eggs?"

"Salt-baked eggs seem to be only available in the south. I haven't seen them much since I came to the north to go to college. Salt-baked duck eggs are my favorite. I can eat several in my mouth."

"Look, I'm hungry. It's time for a bucket of instant noodles with eggs!"

While the three members of the Iron Triangle were tasting [Gold Will Not Change], Li Yi had already produced three more servings of [Silver-encrusted Buds].

But instead of decreasing, the number of accumulated orders is increasing.

Soon, the bean sprouts stuffed with meat used in [Inlaid Silver Sprouts] were in short supply.

As a result, Huang Xiaoming had to take on all the work in the front office.

Everyone else came to the kitchen to help dress the bean sprouts.

Before noon, the inventory of [Bingxin Melon Seeds] was also exhausted.

But Li Yi didn't let everyone make it again, because making [Bingxin Melon Seeds] was too time-consuming and there was no time.

With the continuous operation of all staff, everyone was busy until 2:30 in the afternoon, when the last table of guests was sent away.

This is despite the fact that many guests really couldn't wait and left early.

At this point, everyone is exhausted.

There were diners outside the restaurant who wanted to come in to eat, but they were told that the restaurant was closed at noon and that they should come back after 4 p.m.

After all, this is still a variety show, and the artists have to eat.

After a busy morning, everyone was already hungry.

So, after hurriedly putting up the closing sign, everyone came to the kitchen and started to help make staff meals.

"Brother Yi, what should we eat?"

"Brother Yi, I'm so hungry! Is there anything I can eat?"

Zhao Jinmai and Wu Lei were like two children waiting for food, humming around the stove.

"It'll be fine soon, don't worry."

While Li Yi was cooking the soup, he told Wu Lei: "Go and see if the cake is ready in the oven? It's almost time."

When Wu Lei heard this, he immediately ran to the oven, looked at the shortbread inside, and reported: "Brother Yi, it's already bulging."

"That's ok."

Li Yi ordered: "Take it out and eat it! Be careful because it's hot!"

"knew!"

As Wu Lei said that, he put on his heat-insulating gloves and opened the oven door.

Zhao Jinmai also followed, holding a plate and looking expectantly at the round shortbread in the oven.

As soon as the oven door opened, the aroma of pastry mixed with meat came out.

"Wow! It smells so good!"

Zhao Jinmai was drooled by the aroma and almost choked.

Several other people were also attracted by the rich aroma. They curiously looked at the shortbread in the oven and marveled again and again.

"Is this stuffed with meat?"

Wang Gang looked at the shortbread and asked in surprise.

"Looks pretty ordinary, doesn't it?"
To be continued...