There is nothing in the kitchen. The key is the white paper on the glass in front of the kitchen. To be precise, it is the words on the white paper.
Omelets are 88 yuan each, and each person is limited to one.
The other items in this store are not expensive, but an omelette costs eighty-eight, which is really outrageous.
When she was confused, Gu Zheng was also a little strange. She didn't know these two people, but they mentioned him. "Bu Zheng" was his pen name. In some of his food reviews, he was often called "Bu Zheng" because of his sharp words.
For a poisonous tongue.
They know themselves, and they also know that Yushan Wonton is stupid, which is very abnormal.
Yesterday, he did write a manuscript for here and uploaded it to the website, but it has not been published yet. Normally, it would be published on time at 11 o'clock this morning. By then, people would start to get hungry. Some people like to go to the website to refer to some food reviews.
Then choose lunch. Posting it at the top at this time can attract the attention of others and bring business to the place where you review.
But it's only nine o'clock now, and his manuscript hasn't been published yet, so no one should see it.
"You guys, do you still have fried ostrich eggs?"
The girl who looked at the white paper in the kitchen asked in surprise. Eighty-eight omelette eggs did not indicate what they were. She instinctively understood that they were ostrich eggs. The price of ostrich eggs was not low. If it was fried ostrich eggs,
, but it may have this price.
It's just that ostrich eggs are usually sold in big hotels and rarely sold in small shops like this.
"No, our omelettes are just normal free-range eggs, but they taste very good and are guaranteed to be worth the price!"
The waiter had taken over from Shu Yu to entertain the two of them, and had even specially advertised for Gu Zheng. She had eaten omelette before and knew the taste of omelette. She still missed it so much. She was the one who just said she regretted eating too quickly.
people.
"Native eggs, are your eggs made of gold? They are so expensive!"
The girl's voice suddenly became louder. For fried ostrich eggs, the price is reasonable. Local eggs, no matter how good they are, can't be eighty-eight for one. This is simply robbery.
"Sister Muse, look at the words on the back, there is a purchase limit!"
The girl next to her whispered a reminder. She kept staring at the white paper, and she was also surprised. There were eighty-eight omelette pieces, and they were eggs. There was a purchase limit. Could it be that they thought their omelette would look like real estate?
It’s so popular that many people are rushing to buy it?
"Sister Mu? It turns out it's her, Mu Mu!"
A sudden light came to Gu Zheng's mind. She finally knew who these two girls were. The name of the editor-in-chief of the website where she submitted her article was Mumu. She knew herself and Yushan Wonton, so it was no surprise.
Gu Zheng's manuscript was submitted yesterday. Mumu is the editor-in-chief directly responsible for his manuscript. He read his manuscript immediately and it was Mumu who arranged the time and recommended the publication of his manuscript.
Gu Zheng and Mu Mu have known each other for a long time, but they have never met. They didn't expect that their first meeting would be here.
The waiter glanced at Gu Zheng first, and then explained: "The reason for the purchase limit is to ensure that everyone is nostalgic for food. Delicious food feels best when you eat it for the first time. Our omelette tastes really good!"
She used the reason of ancient disputes, and she didn't know how to explain it otherwise.
"It can't be so expensive. This is a scam. Bu Zheng is not always very principled. How can he recommend such a store? No, I have to ask him!"
Mumu still looked surprised. He took out his mobile phone, found WeChat, and immediately sent a series of inquiries: "Buzi, do you know that the store you recommended is ripping people off? They have an omelette, which is a local egg, and it actually sells for eight."
Eighteen and one, do you recommend a store like this?"
In Mumu's opinion, Bu Zheng's vicious tongue must have been tricked, and the store definitely deceived him about the fact that the omelette cost 88 yuan.
Mumu and Gu Zheng have known each other for more than a year. Gu Zheng’s dozens of food reviews were published through her hand. She knows Gu Zheng’s temper very well and knows that Gu Zheng is a person who would rather not bend. His comments
The most pertinent thing is that if it weren't for this, she wouldn't have seen the manuscript Gu Zheng sent yesterday, and would want to try Yushan Wonton today.
But there is another reason besides that, that is, their company is nearby, very close. She went to the company to say hello to the leader and came here specially.
Gu Zheng's cell phone rang. Fortunately, he was in the kitchen. Although there was a sound, it was not obvious. He hurriedly turned off the sound and then wrote back a paragraph by hand.
"I know the omelette in the store tastes really good. Don't worry, it's eighty-eight, it's worth the price!"
Seeing Gu Zheng's reply, Mu Mu's eyes widened again. Bu Zheng actually knew that there were omelettes here, and said that the omelets were worth the price. This was 88. Even in a five-star hotel, their omelettes were...
They can't be sold for eighty-eight yuan each.
Mumu didn't know what to say to this reply.
"Two bowls of wontons and fried eggs, two portions, eighty-eight!"
After a while, Mumu suddenly said something again, almost through clenched teeth. After saying this, she muttered in a low voice: No matter what, if these eighty-eight fried eggs are not as good as you said,
Eat it and you'll be dead.
"You guys, do you really want to make fried eggs?"
Now it was the waiter's turn to be surprised. Although the omelette is delicious, people who haven't eaten it don't know its taste at all. The price alone can scare away many people. She didn't expect that the two of them would actually order it, and they would have to ask for two at a time.
share.
These two people are different from their boss. Their boss is supportive, and the boss is not short of money. They are also different from the previous middle-aged diners. The middle-aged diners saw the boss's expression and bought out of curiosity. But what about these two girls?
I didn’t even know that I bought such expensive omelette.
How did she know that Mumu had known Gu Zheng of Omelette for a long time, and it was Gu Zheng who recommended it to them, otherwise she would not have been able to buy such expensive omelette despite all the nonsense.
"Sister Mu, you really want it!"
The girl next to Mumu is the new intern editor of the company. She whispered, Mumu shook his head and said softly: "It's okay, let's eat. If the food is not delicious, we can go to Buquan to settle the account. Anyway, I know that guy's address."
, let him compensate us when the time comes!”
Mu Mu spoke loudly, and everyone in the store heard it. Others didn't know what was going on with Bu Zheng, but Gu Zheng knew it clearly, and hurriedly lowered his head. Shu Yu looked at Gu Zheng in surprise, as if he had something to say.
think.
"Be determined, I won't let you down!"
Someone asked for omelettes, so Gu Zheng was about to start making them. He was still thinking secretly in his heart, with a smile on his face as he thought. He had eaten the omelettes he made, and others had also eaten them. He was really fond of the taste of his own omelettes.
Complete confidence.
“This oil smells so good!”
Opening the sesame oil, Mumu's face showed a trace of surprise. They are the food channel of the website. In addition to publishing articles by food critics, they often go out to explore food and write some articles themselves.
Mumu had been to many restaurants, and this was the first time she smelled this pure and mellow oil fragrance.
Turn on the fire and heat the oil.
The omelette started to be made quickly. Mumu suddenly stood up and walked directly to the edge of the kitchen, staring at Gu Zheng's omelette. Gu Zheng's hands were so fast that she could hardly see Gu Zheng's movements clearly, but the omelette was
The stir-frying in the pot is very clear. The oil is oil and the eggs are eggs. When the heated and formed eggs roll in the air, they are like dancing elves.
This feeling is very strange, but Mumu just has it. She is surprised that she associates fried eggs with elves.
However, in the picture in front of me, there is no sense of inconsistency between the omelette and the elf. The omelette, which is white with yellow and not stained at all, is really like the beautiful elf, but it just dances.
