I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

But it was the waiter of this restaurant who was talking, a delicate and beautiful little girl.

Looking at this face, even without a smile, they couldn't get angry. Who could be angry with such a beautiful girl.

"Yeah, yeah." Liu Er nodded and said softly, "Then it's up to you, give us two catties first."

The hot pot was served. This style of copper pot was unexpected by several people.

The bottom material Yin Xuan has been improving.

Whenever a new spice comes out, he will figure out how to add this thing without breaking the original taste - using spices is a great science.

If it is not used properly, the taste of a certain spice will be extremely obvious, and then destroy the taste of the entire dish.

When the charcoal fire boils the soup, the spicy taste comes out immediately.

This made their eyes shine.

It was the first time they had smelled this strange but fragrant smell.

"It looks good?" A person looked at the red soup, his nose was a little red, he was stimulated by the strong and enthusiastic breath.

"Just now, how did she say that she was able to eat well?" Someone asked, just now he was only admiring the handsome face, and forgot to listen to her for a moment.

Liu Er explained: "Whatever you want to eat, cook it in the pot with serving chopsticks—these are easy-to-cook foods. Just count a few seconds in your mind, and you can take it out and eat it when it changes color."

The people on the side laughed: "This is doing it yourself, and you have enough food and clothing? It's an interesting way to eat."

He picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, rinsed it in the hot pot, waited for the meat to change color, put it back on his own plate, picked up his own chopsticks, and put it directly into his mouth without any dipping sauce.

The hot ingredients, the taste of the fresh ingredients themselves, and the strong spiciness are like sending a ball of fire into your mouth in an instant.

After the heat was hot, the tongue that was more sensitive after being stimulated tasted the same hot taste.

A door opens.

The man let out a long sigh of relief, not only enjoying the stimulation from the delicious food, but also felt a tingling sensation all over his body.

Jincheng is the most suitable place for hot pot. The altitude is relatively higher, and it is in the Minjiang River, so the humidity is very heavy. The food like hot pot seems to force the water vapor in his body in an instant. come out.

Just one sip, there is a sense of transparency.

"How is it?" Seeing this person's performance, the other people who picked up the chopsticks put down the chopsticks again, staring at him, a little at a loss.

Is it delicious or not...

How could he show a hangover brothel-like expression, which can be seen by eating something?
"It's delicious, I didn't expect it to be so delicious!" The man woke up with a start, praised the ingredients, took his chopsticks and began to touch the ingredients, only halfway through did he realize that he hadn't changed the serving chopsticks, and quickly changed them back.

good to eat?

Others also moved their chopsticks one after another, cooked meat or vegetables in the pot, stuffed them into their mouths while they were still hot, and began to eat.

After a few mouthfuls of food, there is a sense of satisfaction when you are not full.

Liu Er rolled his eyes and landed on the wine bottles on the table—these were all glassware. If they were in the past, they would have marveled at how rich and powerful this restaurant was.But now there will be no such surprise.

Such utensils are not as valuable as they used to be.

It is said that there is a Zhengyang in Chang'an City, which has improved the firing process, and now ordinary people can afford these things.

They also have several sets at home.

Liu Er poured himself a glass of wine, a normal cup for drinking tea, poured it to two-thirds, picked up the cup, and sniffed it in front of his nose.

The pungent smell of wine made him shiver involuntarily.

Like the little girl said, it's hard liquor.

He hesitated for a while, took a sip, not as heroic as before, but this sip was still a bit big, the wine rolled down the esophagus hotly as soon as it entered his throat.

Liu Er was choked, and tears were about to fall.

"What's wrong with you?" The person who was eating raised his head, looked at Liu Er, and then looked at the wine glass in his hand, a little surprised.

Drinking so badly?Looking at Liu Er's somewhat ferocious expression, is this wine too bad to drink?

Liu Er shook his head, squeezed his eyes hard twice, and then praised: "Good wine!"

"This is good wine, but it's a bit strong. I drank too much in one gulp just now and choked."

Everyone else at the table was surprised.

Liu Er is considered an old alcoholic. If he doesn't drink a little every day, he feels sorry for Wu Zang Temple. People like him are overwhelmed by this alcohol?

They put down their chopsticks and poured themselves a glass of wine.

With Liu Er's lessons learned from the past, they drank carefully, and the strong wine entered their throats, which made one of them grin, but the taste of returning made them reluctant to part with the wine glass in their hands.

"Hey, this wine...is really amazing." A person already had a big tongue, "No wonder it's called a burning knife."

"That's a red-hot knife inserted into the stomach."

Someone looked at the wine glass in his hand, and then at the wine jug that was only empty after several people divided it, and was a little worried: "This... two catties is still a bit too much for us."

It was only noon, he didn't want to get drunk and pass the whole day in a daze.

"Why don't you drink more good wine?" Someone had a different opinion. He boiled some dishes for himself before taking another sip of wine, and then stuffed a mouthful of vegetables to suppress the wine.

"Compared with Sanjiang Cottage, which restaurant do you think is better?" After eating a few more mouthfuls, one of them raised a relatively sensitive topic.

Sanjiang Thatched Cottage is not a big restaurant, the name Cottage proves that it is just a small restaurant, but its craftsmanship is recognized as the number one in Jincheng, and its reputation in Jincheng is very good.

Many big restaurants want to hire the chefs from thatched cottages to work for them.

But they were all rejected. The shopkeeper and cook of that restaurant only wanted to do such a small and a half business.

Liu Er looked at the wine in the glass: "Only about the wine, this one must be better."

"When it comes to eating..."

"The food called hot pot is better than that of thatched cottage, but it doesn't prove anything with just one dish."

Saying that, he paused.

"How about we continue to eat in this restaurant tonight?"

Others naturally have no opinion.

The other tea drinkers who often come to this branch finally realized a fact under the leadership of Liu Er and the others. It turns out that this place is not only for drinking tea, but also for eating.

And it looks like the food is delicious.