"Are you alone?" Finally it was Liangzi's turn. Listening to the tall handsome man at the door asking her in Esperanto, she quickly nodded and bowed.
"Yes."
Fang Zilu narrowed his eyes: "Are you a neon person?" This kind of accent with a strange tone...
Liangzi raised his face, looked at him blankly, and asked: "Neon... people can't come in?"
"Of course not, please come in." Fang Zilu smiled faintly and moved away.
Liangzi felt a little uneasy. He followed Fang Zilu and looked up at him from time to time. He felt that this man was really tall and had strong biceps. He was completely different from the thin neon man.
She was alone and ordered only a small amount of food except for the bottom pot. However, the picture of snacks made her hesitate for a long time. She felt her empty belly and then made a difficult choice.
There was warm smoke everywhere as far as the eye could see, and occasionally there were diners chatting and laughing. Liangzi sat alone in the corner, dangling his feet, alone.
"Here comes a neon man." Fang Zilu raised his lips and complained to Chef Lai.
Chef Lai was filling the fish fillets in a noisy manner. He pressed his eyes slightly and said with a strong voice: "We are open for business and we will not drive customers away. But if someone wants to cause trouble, I, Lao Lai, am not a vegetarian!"
As he said that, the sharp knife was nailed to the chopping board with a snap.
Fang Zilu looked embarrassed and quickly took two steps away. He patted his heart and said, "Calm down, calm down. She is just a little girl. She doesn't look like she is here to cause trouble."
"Not the best -" Chef Lai glared, which made Fang Zilu's heart tremble. He pinched the handle of the knife with two fingers, flipped his wrist, and the big fish that was still shaking its tail stopped making any sound.
Fang Zilu's feet slipped and he quickly slipped away.
Liangzi only waited for less than ten minutes before a waiter brought her the Jiugong pot base and several dishes. Seeing that she had an oriental face, he kindly introduced her: "The middle one is the Chinese secret Buddha Jumping Wall pot base."
, you can drink a bowl of soup before scalding it."
Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? Is it the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall that she knows? It is said that it is cooked with dozens of precious ingredients and is very... expensive. She confirmed again: "Does your Jiugong Pot really only cost 99 rooster coins?
"
"Yes."
Liangzi stuck out her tongue and couldn't help but think of Neon's meal standards. She had just asked the Neon clerk that the set meal price was 668. If you want to add dishes, you need to pay extra. In comparison, Huaxia is completely inferior in terms of price.
It has advantages, and the ingredients used are no less good than neon. No wonder it attracts so many people.
Liangzi held the spoon with both hands, prayed quietly, and then began to observe the bowl of golden soup. Before eating, she smelled a strange aroma, which made her feel like she was embracing all kinds of rivers. She scooped up a little with a spoon, and the yellow soup was smooth.
It drips slowly from the spoon, flowing and slightly sticky, and contains various ingredients cut into small pieces.
She took a small sip, and the multiple umami flavors rushed into her mouth. Just this one mouthful made her feel the prosperity of time. Because she was in a hurry, the large piece of beef that was supposed to be used was replaced by
The frosted beef slices, as soon as you bite into them, the fresh meat soaked in soup bursts with juices. The layers are as rich and full of life as the mountains. The taste of fat, fresh mountain mushrooms, and fresh fish.
Perfect blend.
Liangzi was holding a small bowl, with a pious look on his face, as if he had been guided by an eminent monk, and he realized the threshold of truth in just a moment.
She thought of her elderly grandmother, a woman who came to Neon from China due to the impact of the war in her early years. When she was dying in her later years, she took her little hand and warned her: "China is the place that is truly worth learning from...
…”
The fortress in Liangzi's heart was not solid in the first place, but there were signs of loosening at a certain corner at the bottom.
Fang Zilu was leaning on the bar, always paying attention to what was going on in the corner. He was so funny when he saw the little girl being moved by a bowl of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall that she almost cried. The Neon people thought that what they were eating were all exquisite products, but they didn't want to
Where is that? If Master A Si makes a real Buddha jump over the wall, they are not allowed to kneel on the ground to worship——
Seeing that the dishes on the little girl's table were getting fewer and fewer, Fang Zilu waved to the waiter and asked the waiter to bring snacks.
"This is?" Liangzi looked at the mini version of the snack on the tray that was exactly the same as the Jiugong hot pot, and covered his mouth in surprise. This is too beautiful——
"This is the snack you asked for, Jiugong Pot Nuomi Ci."
The small brown kraft paper bowl was evenly divided into nine equal parts. The bottom was filled with white semi-solidified milk, exuding a sweet aroma.
Among the nine grids, there were glutinous rice cakes made from different fruits, emerald green kiwi color, bright red strawberry color, golden orange... Liangzi was dazzled by the sight. She picked up one, a white and plump glutinous rice cake.
Some millet crumbs fell rustlingly from the top of the head, and after taking a bite, the soft and glutinous texture danced on the tip of the tongue. The fragrance of the fruit mixed with the unique sticky feeling of the glutinous rice captured the girl's heart immediately.
Each glutinous rice cake has a different taste. Liangzi takes one bite at a time. When he encounters the fruit flavor that he particularly likes, he has to savor it. Even the milk used as the base of the hot pot soup tastes surprisingly good, with a rich almond flavor.
The aroma is like gelatin, and it looks sweet, but when you actually eat it, it leaves only a faint sweetness in your mouth.
This is the snack that makes everyone flock to it! Liangzi was already very full, but she unknowingly finished a whole box of glutinous rice cakes, and she touched her belly with satisfaction.
When checking out, she carefully checked the contents of the bill, "Don't you have to pay the service fee?"
Fang Zilu laughed: "No, this is just an ordinary restaurant in China, there are no extra fees."
Liangzi said "Oh" thoughtfully and took out the money. After putting her wallet away, she bowed deeply to Fang Zilu and said softly: "Thank you for letting me taste such delicious food.
"
This move made Fang Zilu unable to handle it. Monk Zhang Er touched his head and couldn't figure it out, so he could only laugh.
Liangzi opened the door of the Huaxia Restaurant. There was still a cold wind outside, but her stomach filled with delicious food made her no longer afraid of the cold. The door of the Neon Restaurant was already empty. She thought for a moment and turned to the side.
…
"Are you one?" the neon waiter looked at the somewhat thin Liangzi and asked.
Liangzi made a neon salute and replied in neon language: "Yes."
It turned out to be a foreigner. The waiter immediately became enthusiastic, her feet in white socks were flying, and she was taken directly to the best seat. She also introduced: "Watanabe-sama will personally show everyone the neon snacks in a moment."
Production, this is the place with the best view.”
"Really?" Liangzi's eyes lit up.
"Would you like to order now?" The waiter diligently took out the menu.
Liangzi felt a little guilty. She had just eaten and couldn't eat anything right now. But she couldn't bear to disobey the waiter's sales, so she could only hastily order a few expensive single dishes, and then sent the waiter away.
And in the corner where she couldn't see, the waiter curled his lips and muttered: "Where did you come from, this country bumpkin? He can't even afford the set menu. Mr. Watanabe is also serious, why do you invite all kinds of people?" He thought
Liangzi was sent by Mr. Watanabe!
Liangzi was sitting upright on the couch, locking her neck and looking around carefully. There were only a few tables with foreign faces in the restaurant, and the people sitting near her were all neon people. She pursed her lips and thought about what she had just said.
From the waiter's point of view, it seems that...this seating guidance method is also deliberately arranged?
Just when she was puzzled, Watanabe Murichi arrived amidst the cheers of everyone. He still looked unfazed, and Ryoko was so excited that her hands almost turned red.
"Thank you all for coming -" Watanabe opened his arms and made a big salute, which also elicited cheers from everyone.
He smiled, glanced around sharply, and was very satisfied with the packed seats. Next, it was his performance moment.
"Now I will show you my most developed new snack product - Angel Wings."
A white wagashi appeared quietly in front of everyone. Its angel-like pure wings carried a touch of decadent beauty, which highlighted the elegance and mystery of the wagashi...
Liangzi's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief——
Angel Wings? Isn’t this the wagashi she developed?