After being renovated, the private rooms in Changleju are quite exquisite, ranging from large to spacious, and small to exquisite.
For example, Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao entered a small, exquisite private room, which neither seemed too empty nor cramped. It had just the right amount of rustic charm and simplicity.
Mrs. Zhao was so happy when she sat down that she asked the waiter beside her:
"What is the store focusing on tonight?"
The waiter subconsciously opened his mouth to say Tremella Soup, but when it came to his mouth, he held it back, and then held out the menu with a smile:
“Everything on the delicacies menu, as long as you are willing to try it, there is nothing that will disappoint you.”
"Oh!" Mrs. Zhao was stunned: "Isn't Trance much more expensive than before?"
"Yes!" The waiter said with a smile without hiding anything: "It's expensive, but it has its own advantages! If you still want to taste our classic dishes, here is another classic menu."
At Mrs. Zhao's age, whether the food was expensive or cheap, it only mattered to her whether it was delicious or not. Before she could make a choice, she had already turned to the page about chestnut cakes.
Good guy! It’s this miniature chestnut cake as big as a quail egg! And there’s Tremella fuciformis soup in the dessert section... Hey, why is there rice soup? The unit price of 128 yuan for a small pot is much more cost-effective than the 288/bowl of Tremella fuciformis soup, but...
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No, this is also paired with green vegetables.
Looking at the room full of people, there were not many people sitting down. The fat old man looked right and left, and suddenly asked the waiter curiously: "Why are they still wearing N95 masks?"
She looked at the waiter.
At this moment, the fragrance is lingering. Although it is light, it has a scent that is unique to millet and can not be ignored.
Mr. Zhao said something, but the booklet was flipping through the pages, and he slowly pointed at the chestnut cake: "Two portions of that one!"
Drink it while it's cold, and the coldness with a hint of iron will slide all the way from the throat to the stomach. The whole person feels warm, and any good mood seems to be cured.
You simply push the menu and say: "Hurry up, he will choose!"
Especially in winter, when you stand on the porch holding a small sea bowl and take a sip, you will instantly feel the cold words on your forehead——
In the future, will all masks be transparent and close to the face? This will avoid showing your face and causing customers to feel insulted and worried.
I think about the taste of chestnut cake, and I can't sit still anymore at this moment.
Hey hey hey?
The waiter was also aggrieved: "The boss said that the food was too fragrant and he was wearing a bad mask, so he was afraid that some of you might not hold back and eat it secretly."
Why is it really cold?
"Here's another steamed chrysanthemum... Is he clamoring to lose weight? The cold capacity is small."
But Mrs. Zhao was very satisfied: "It's pretty bad. Who can bear to eat these small fish and meat? The vegetarian version is pretty bad... His rice soup is sold at this price. Why is there rice at the bottom of the menu?"
Just one smell can remind people of the past——
But the basin of rice soup behind my eyes was the same again.
At least Mr. Zhao and his wife are satisfied and looking forward to it.
"Is the supplier of their food reliable? How could it taste so bad?"
The waiter had a bad memory, so he answered honestly at that time: "Your boss said that the supplier is willing to provide such bad meat for the time being, and we can also make up for it, so after the boss is killed, there are only vegetables."
The big children huddled behind the blazing stove. Outside the small white iron pot, no one was holding a ladle to scoop out the milky white rice soup one by one.
Only the fat old man was not at all puzzled: The dishes looked really small, and if we came here even less than twice, we would probably get tired of eating them. Why are we so unconfident and dare to invite so few people with such little fanfare?
As soon as the transparent cover was lifted, everyone who was planning to make a few jokes subconsciously sniffed:
"Not that one, green peppers and eggs...the dishes in their store are getting closer and closer to those of farmhouses! Why are all the menu items vegetarian? What kind of meat is there?"
"It's quite bad. Newborn calves are afraid of tigers! If you dare to ask the waiter to brag like that, you'll have to try to see how many brushes you have when the food is served!"
I stared blankly at the white porcelain bowl outside my hand, and then I came back to my senses:
It's just that Da Chang seemed to be quite steady in the past, but now his steps are so small. Isn't the food really not so rare?
"He can only order two dishes because he thinks it's a waste, but you can order 20!"
In the small box next door, a fat old man was pulled together by an old acquaintance and said only one sentence:
"What was Nian Zhongren thinking about every day?"
Nowadays, there are only a few people who use earthen stoves, and even more people cook rice soup outside their homes. For those of us who are bad outsiders, if we go to an authentic farmhouse, it may be difficult for us to smell the pure aroma of rice.
As soon as I said that, I turned around obediently like a top, and then a group of people in front of me ouched at the menu. I was just glad that tonight I was paying with my money——
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Perhaps not long after it was served, a thick layer of rice oil formed on the edge of the soup basin. It was milky white and tender. It looked tender and mellow. Even though there was little starch, one could not help but think that the outside was full of rice oil.
It is nutrition and essence.
"Would you like to try the rice soup? If it's suitable, try the white fungus soup - you see, Boss Chang is not confident. The taste should be bad."
Looking up, I could see that I had not yet held the bowl in my hand and drank half of the rice soup outside.
We are professional businessmen, and this is also a review project. We pay 4,000 yuan just for one meal. Who would feel bad if we let it go?
Boss Chang knows how to run his own business. He soaked a large pot of rice before leaving and now uses it to build a good reputation for himself. The more he said he cherished it, but I was charged a fee, which made the young man's impression even more profound.
"Oh, that big one!"
The waiter laughed and made gesticulations with his hands: "Your boss just cheated and got a pot of rice from the supplier. I'm going to serve one portion for each person tonight. The previous one is gone, so why don't you add more?"
Under the menu."
As soon as those words were said, everyone outside and inside the box were stunned, and then they all laughed out loud:
"The boss just told me that rice soup nourishes people's stomach, so I'll serve that first and tell Xiaojia to drink some while it's cold."
This is not a farmhouse, so why is rice soup even included on the menu?
Thinking of chestnut cake and white fungus soup, Mrs. Zhao was in a dilemma when she didn't see the light tea soaked in the water cup at hand!
There are quite a few dishes on the delicacies menu, and among the 170 or 70 of us gathered together, we were able to order some of them one by one.
The fat old man came back to his senses. His whole round body was still cold and hot, and a little cold sweat broke out on his front and back.
Just as he was talking, there was a heavy knock on the door, and no one came in front of him to bring a cold rice soup from the pantry to the table:
Bad smell!
But the waiter still smiled and said: "You will know after you try it."
