The meatballs that Guan Shanyue had been waiting for were finally brought to him. He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the spoon boldly, scooped out the largest one and put it on the plate first, and then called his friends who came with him: "Vegetarian."
, it won’t affect your cultivation of life.”
Some people rolled their eyes angrily and gritted their teeth and said, "You asking me to come for dinner is the biggest stumbling block on my road to inedience."
Talking about this Guan Shanyue makes me angry. I have known this man for at least half a century. We wear crotchless pants and climb trees and go into the water together. In the past few years, the old guy has also learned other people's new trendy things-bigu. He.
Everyone wants to eat but doesn't have anything to eat. This old guy has something to eat but doesn't have anything to eat. It's a waste of natural resources.
Taking a sip of the rich soup, Guan Shanyue admired from the bottom of her heart. Seeing him hesitantly wanting to move his chopsticks but not daring to do so, she was also curious: "Old Chu, how did you come up with this idea?"
Chu Liangwei was also helpless. At the end of the day, he was also found to have three types of high blood pressure. No, I don’t know where my wife heard this. I had three days of fasting every month to eliminate toxins from the inside out and feel relaxed. Don’t worry.
He said that this light fasting was quite effective. At least in the past few months, he had lost several pounds and even walked much easier.
After taking a bite of meatballs, the king oyster mushrooms were mixed with the crunch of lotus root, which tasted tender and juicy. Guan Shanyue glanced at him with disdain: "I think you just lack exercise! Let's go, I'll take you after eating."
Climb the city wall! You used to be able to climb several kilometers in one breath!"
Chu Liangwei finally surrendered under such an irresistible fragrance. He also imitated Guan Shanyue and took a sip of the soup. His face and eyes suddenly became fresh. He quickly shook his head: "I can't do it anymore, old arm."
My old legs can still move! It’s almost enough to do a square dance..."
"I can't tell, Lao Chu - you and the old lady have a very rich spare time life!" Guan Shanyue suddenly became solemn and excited, and her outstretched thumb almost touched his nose. This little old man was better than him before.
He was still serious, but he didn't expect to get into the old ladies' group.
Oops--
You spilled the beans!
Chu Liangwei immediately shut his mouth, and even if Guan Shanyue tried to seduce him, he would not say another word.
joke--
He can guarantee that the old boy surnamed Guan will definitely post it in their old friend group with added embarrassment later, and he might be ridiculed in some way!
It's all because these Sixi Meatballs are so delicious. He accidentally let down his guard and let Guan Shanyue take advantage of it!
Thinking of this, Chu Liangwei dragged the white porcelain plate away with great resentment and shouted: "This is all mine, you can't eat it anymore -"
"Hey? Why? Put it back for me!" Guan Shanyue had just finished drinking the last drop of soup in the bowl and wanted to get another one when he was shocked by Chu Liangwei's operation. He threw away his chopsticks and refused to accept it.
Showing weakness, he grabbed the meatballs.
After having enough wine and food, Guan Shanyue crossed her legs and happily picked her teeth. She looked at Chu Liangwei opposite, who was holding his belly and drinking tea to digest food. He clicked his tongue and said, "Old Chu, what have you been busy with recently?"
"It's not yet next year's World Food Competition. The higher-ups are paying great attention to it. The selection competition will start next month." Chu Liangwei sighed, his eyes drifting to the diners enjoying their meals at other tables. "We also sent many teams in previous years.
, the result was that either the beautiful country was overshadowed, or the little neon next door stole the limelight. Grandma, I think there are eight major Chinese cuisines, there are 108 Manchu and Han banquets alone, how come we can't do it? History is not even half as good as ours
How many countries?”
Thinking of this, Chu Liangwei was also full of complaints.
Guan Shanyue replied disdainfully: "Those chefs of yours are just some of the chefs you hired to fill the bill, right?"
"What nonsense are you talking about! Those are all skills passed down from ancient times. Let's just say that the person who was expected to win the championship last year is the orthodox successor of Shandong cuisine. His ancestor was Guo Zonggao's cook. It's clearly written in the genealogy. Made with green onions.
The flavored steamed buns are really rich in onion aroma but there is no onion in the filling. It is really a magical skill." Chu Liangwei recalled and couldn't help but admire, and suddenly felt a pity, "What the hell, he actually lost to Xiao Neon's Xiao Nihong.
Long Bao Taiyaki, is that thing edible? It’s obviously a dark dish that fools people!” Everyone can see the technical difference between the two, but those idiot judges couldn’t see it, and they actually voted for it.
Little neon wins.
To this day, Chu Liangwei still gets so angry every time he thinks about it. He puts the tea cup in his hand on the table with a "snap" and says with a ruthless tone: "I must give them a good class next year!"
Guan Shanyue smiled and turned his gaze back to the messy table. He said quietly: "In the final analysis, I still think that China is too weak, so it can just poop on our heads." But.
Today's China is no longer what it used to be. Inland cities are rising in many directions. Jiangnan and the Pearl River are economically prosperous. Large cities in the central region connect the north and the south. China is stomping its feet, and the earth is shaken three times.
Chu Liangwei naturally knows this, so now he is full of confidence, but also somewhat proud: "Just watch, I am bound to win this year's championship."
"Lao Chu, what do you think of today's dish?" He smiled in his heart, looking at the moon on Guanshan Mountain, pointing to the plate with some leftovers left, and asked him.
"The flavor is strong and the color is fragrant, and the taste is not heavy... I said you are a nonsense person. Aren't you asking nonsense? It's not delicious. How can I stretch my belly like this?" Chu Liangwei patted his swollen beer belly and tilted it.
He glanced at Guan Shanyue and saw a scheming smile on Guan Shanyue's face. He felt something was wrong, so he straightened his body and asked, "No, what do you mean by that?"
"I'm asking, if you judge it from a professional reviewer's perspective, how would you give this table of dishes?"
This makes a lot of sense. Chu Liangwei's eyes moved repeatedly on the table and Guan Shanyue's face, and finally he asked in disbelief: "Don't you mean to say -"
Guan Shanyue pinched the index finger he pointed at her with two fingers, and her smile became even brighter: "Yes, it's just what you thought."
"No, no, no." Chu Liangwei withdrew his fingers, wiped them on his clothes in disgust, and shook his head resolutely. There are still principles in this gourmet competition. Contestants must have been running a shop for more than three years, or have a family inheritance.
, otherwise cats and dogs can participate, wouldn’t it be a waste of resources? Moreover, the selection in this country has been broadcast live on national television in real time. He has seen many people who want to take advantage of others over the years, and he also knows about Yujia Restaurant.
However, it is a small store that has just been opened for a few months and cannot meet the requirements.
Chu Liangwei looked at Guan Shanyue with an increasingly unkind look: "Lao Guan, I said you are not that kind of person? Is this store really what it said on the Internet, drugging you to make you confused?" The two of them have been together since they were young.
They are known together as the "Two Generals of Hengha". They are famous for their uprightness. One is engaged in politics and the other is studying literature. They are both uncompromising masters in their own fields. Why now...
He looked at the familiar face in front of him suspiciously, trying to find some guilt on his wrinkled face. In the end, Guan Shanyue was not moved at all, and the old man was still drinking tea, facing his doubts.
, and returned a gentle smile.
God is so gentle, is this the time to laugh?
"Lao Guan...are you talking?" Chu Liangwei kicked him under his feet.
Guan Shanyue retracted his legs, patted the dust on his pants, and said funny: "Why are you anxious? Someone will come and tell you later -"