Yu Sheng made a dish of mapo tofu, a dish of lion head, and a dish of white meat with garlic paste.
The three dishes placed on the palm plate complement each other beautifully, and even those who are not hungry will be aroused.
Especially the plate of white meat with garlic paste, accompanied by the heat, the aroma of soy sauce, chili oil and garlic hits your nose directly, whetting your appetite in the hot summer.
Yu Sheng turned around and was about to ask someone to take him out when he saw the dog getting in. He was immediately a little annoyed. He still remembered the dog "howling" at him before the battle.
After not seeing his owner for a long time, the dog who wanted to get close to him looked up and saw Yu Sheng holding a knife and looking down at it thoughtfully, and immediately felt something was wrong.
When Yu Sheng raised his feet, the dog also reacted, turned around and ran away with its paws flapping, and Yu Sheng pursued him with a knife.
The hurried dog bumped his head against the wall, screamed in pain, and crawled out of the door curtain.
"Don't run away, I won't kill you!" Yu Sheng chased after him, shocking everyone.
Yu Sheng looked around and saw the dog running onto the wooden ladder, so he chased after him with a knife in hand.
"There is also dog meat, slaughtered right now?" The little fat man who had just decided to stay temporarily and taste the delicious food of the inn was speechless.
Madam Mo, an old lady, reacted quickly and shouted to Yu Sheng on the wooden ladder: "Shopkeeper, we don't want to eat this dog meat, it's too ugly."
"What if you eat it and become as ugly as it, then..." Mrs. Mo shuddered, a little unimaginable.
"Woof, woof, woof..." The dog, who was still on the run, was now rude to them.
It is very sensitive to dog meat. This family not only calls it ugly, but also dares to say that it tastes unpalatable. It is true that dogs can tolerate it, but even single dogs cannot tolerate it.
"Stop for me." Yu Sheng chased after him, and the dog still didn't stop, circling the verandah on the second floor.
Don't forget to turn around and bark "woof woof" at Yu Sheng a few times.
"The uglier this grandson gets, the more disobedient he becomes." Yu Qi said angrily, "Sooner or later I'll make you a dog-eat-dog."
The system promptly informed Yu Sheng's ears, "Goubuli steamed stuffed buns are not made of dog meat. They are named after their founder, who was nicknamed Gouzi."
At this point, the system suddenly realized, "As a grandpa, it makes sense for you to be a dog and ignore Baozi."
"My grandfather, your uncle." Yu Sheng stopped and saw the dog walking around the corridor to the other end.
There were railings on the verandah of the inn, and there was a beautiful lady sitting on it. I dared not fly for the rest of my life, for fear of hitting my head or breaking something, so I couldn't catch the dog for a long time.
The dog still hid in the corner, as if knowing that Yu Sheng couldn't catch it, it turned around and barked "bark" at Yu Sheng.
This is a naked provocation! "You grandson... ugly dog, wait for me." Yu Sheng chased after him again.
The two cats, the black cat and the police sergeant, heard the noise and came out of the corner, right in front of the dog's escape route.
"Stop it." Yu Sheng called to the two cats. Unexpectedly, the two cats ignored Yu Sheng and simply got out of the way and lay down on the ground to watch the fun.
"A pack of white-eyed wolves." Yu Sheng passed by them and chased Gouzi.
The dog was already interested in running and regarded the chase as a game, looking back at Yu Sheng from time to time.
When it ran to the wooden stairs and turned back, the little white fox stretched its lazy body and gracefully came down from the third floor.
Seeing Yu Sheng chasing the dog, the little white fox immediately became energetic. When the dog turned around and was about to run away, he held down the dog's head with his paw.
"Okay, Xiaobai is a sensible person. I'll treat you to a chicken drumstick for lunch later." Yu Sheng praised the little white fox and went up to catch the dog.
At this time, Gouzi changed and screamed, turned into a dog's legs and rubbed Yu Sheng's legs, and even licked Yu Sheng's hands.
"How could I, an upright person like me, raise a loser like you?" Yu Sheng slapped the dog on the head, and finally stopped after it begged for mercy.
Yu Sheng carried the dog down the wooden ladder and saw that Ye Zigao had already brought three plates of mapo tofu, along with two cages of soup dumplings.
"Shopkeeper, we won't be serving other dishes for the time being." Mo Wen, who was devouring his food, waved to Yu Sheng.
"Why?" Yu Sheng, who was holding the dog in his arms, was puzzled, "Didn't you say that you are not short of money, but these few dishes will make you poor?"
"Not short of money!" Mo Wen and his wife said in unison, as if questioning them was a very insulting thing for the Mo family to be short of money.
Afterwards, Mo Wencai said: "We just feel that the chef's cooking skills are good, and we want to stay a few more days to taste it."
As a delicious family of three, the three of them have their own unique concept of enjoying delicious food.
First, eat half full. If you eat too full, it will change the taste and expectation of the subsequent food when you enter it, and you will be far from able to taste its deliciousness.
In addition, if you taste too much at one time, no matter how delicious the food is, it will change your taste memory.
Hearing that this wealthy family wanted to stay, Yu Sheng was happy. It was a good feeling, and he liked such wealthy guests.
Since Mo Wen and his family no longer order other dishes, they will be free for the rest of their lives.
When he returned to the kitchen, he used the remaining ingredients to make three dishes of the same dish, and made another dish of beggar's chicken. He grabbed the door and pulled off a chicken leg for the little white fox to enjoy.
Yu Sheng handed the other chicken drumstick to his aunt, and then placed it on the table. Everyone rushed forward, each pulling a piece, and the plate was suddenly empty.
"Yeah, it's delicious." Cao'er nodded with satisfaction, ignoring her lips that were stained with oil.
The beggar's chicken made by Yu Sheng was particularly delicious, especially when using the chicken raised by the inn itself. The taste was simply amazing, and Cao'er could not forget it.
Others also took a bite of oil, only Yu Shiyu and Aunt Qing were more elegant.
However, Yu Shiyu was a little dissatisfied. She glanced at the chicken legs in Aunt Qing's hand, looked at the chicken breasts in her own hands, and said quietly: "Some people value sex over friends."
Aunt Qing ate the chicken legs and said nonchalantly: "Some people just don't know how to respect the old and love the young."
In terms of seniority, she is still Yu Shiyu's aunt.
Seeing that Yu Shiyu was dissatisfied with the chicken breast in his hand, Yu Sheng handed her the chicken ribs, "How about we switch?"
"No need." Yu Shiyu was not stupid.
When the dog saw that everyone else had chicken legs, it screamed at Yu Sheng's feet, and finally begged for a bone, which Ye Gao had chewed and threw away.
The dog dragged the bone aside in disgust and continued to squat at Yu Sheng's feet, grunting. He would only eat the bone as a last resort.
There was another one who was drooling watching from the side. The little fat man looked at the chicken drumstick in Cao'er's mouth, biting his fingers in envy.
The black girl saw it, tore off a piece of chicken and handed it to him, "Take it."
"For me?" The little fat man took it in surprise.
"Yes, you are not short of money anyway, just pay me when the time comes." The black girl showed her white teeth and smiled.
The little fat man didn't care, the chicken legs were too fragrant.
He swallowed it in several mouthfuls and sucked his fingers with unsatisfied interest.
Seeing that Yu Sheng couldn't get the table, he turned back to Mo Wen and said, "How about we settle down in this town?"
"No." Mo Wen held the wine glass and shook his head, "This place is too close to the Southern Wilderness, and we will suffer disaster sooner or later. We still have to stay away."
"Yes, survival is important. Let's go find the young master of Donghuang. He is the son of King Donghuang. He must have a way to deal with those mummies." Mrs. Mo said.
The chicken ribs are tasteless, and it is a pity to abandon them. I was stunned for the rest of my life, and shook my head gently at everyone present.
He turned around and asked Mo Wen, "Are you talking about mummified corpses?"