I’m Not a Scumbag

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After eating a few mouthfuls of Guokui, it is full of crispy fragrance, and then drink a mouthful of hot egg soup. The hot soup that flows down the throat is salty and sour, and at the same time, it warms the stomach that has been hungry and thirsty all night.

Xiao Hei couldn't hold back after all, and burst into tears.

Snapped!

Da Mao couldn't hold back, and while Xiao Hei put down the bowl, he slapped him on the back of the head.

"Look at what you are doing!" Da Mao hated that iron was not steel, and cursed in a low voice, "People stumble, horses stumble, no matter how bad it is, you can't shed tears. Don't you make the owner's face ugly?"

"..."??3!

Hey Hey hey! How loud is your voice, don't you have a B number in your heart?

Do you think you are squeezing your throat, even in a low voice?

Sand sculpture!

"Brother Mao, what are you talking about!" Xiao Hei covered the back of his head with a look of grievance, "The food was so delicious that I couldn't hold back my tears, it's not what you think!"

"I don't know you yet?" Big Mao bit the Kuokui fiercely, and continued to teach Xiao Hei "in a low voice", "You have to convince people to take care of people's jobs. Huh? These buns are surprisingly delicious..."

Da Mao smacked his lips, feeling that something was not right.

This helmet is so wrong!

A crispy bite!

Two incense!

Three mouthfuls and four mouthfuls are tender and slag!

How can you cry when you eat such a delicious pot helmet?

It must be the pot of that bowl of egg soup!

Da Mao resolutely took the egg soup in front of him. He liked spicy food, so he picked up the chili oil next to him and scooped two spoons of it into the bowl. He estimated that even if it was unpalatable, after adding chili peppers, he would be able to lift it. taste.

Holding the fearless spirit of taking poison, he took a sip, big... small, and tasted it.

The egg soup added with chili oil has a spicy taste in addition to the sour, salty and tender taste.

For people who don't eat spicy food, this feeling is very uncomfortable.

But for those who like spicy food, it is simply wonderful to add this spicy taste.

Da Mao's eyes were wide open, and Guo Kui didn't even bother to eat. He held the small bowl, took a sip from the left and the right, and tasted it carefully.

This is just a bowl of ordinary egg soup, how can it be so delicious?

Even if it adds tomato to increase the natural fruit acid, even if it adds shiitake mushrooms to increase the umami, even if it adds dried shreds to improve the chew, even if it adds fungus to make the taste richer, it should not be so delicious...

Well, of course it tastes good!

Xiao Hei saw that Da Mao had gotten carried away drinking a bowl of egg soup, and went to scoop up the second bowl after drinking, and couldn't help but look contemptuous.

He wanted to slap Da Mao and shave his ears as he was, but he was afraid that he would be beaten even worse.

He can only yin and yang.

"Brother Mao, is egg soup delicious?"

"Mmmm..." Da Mao was still immersed in the deliciousness of egg soup, unable to extricate himself, and directly lost his ability to organize language.

"Is the pot helmet delicious?"

"Yeah, yes..." Da Mao was reminded by Xiao Hei, he quickly put down the small bowl, took a bite from the pot helmet, and then drank another sip of egg soup, "My God, it's really delicious, it's really delicious! "

"Brother Mao, that's weird." Xiao Heitu saw it, and threw out his yin and yang big move, "Didn't you just say that the breakfast made by the owner was very unpalatable, and it was unpalatable to tears? Hey, you still Are you really crying?"

Juntun pot helmet is delicious.

The egg soup is delicious.

The result of 1+1 is not 2, but the general explosion of nuclear fusion.

Like Xiao Hei, Da Mao and Xiao Hei were born in a poor peasant family. They hadn't tasted breakfast for many years. How could they withstand the impact of the superimposed breakfast of Juntun pot helmet and egg soup.

He couldn't resist, and shed tears of happiness.

Xiao Hei decisively sold Da Mao.

Snapped!

"Fart!" Da Mao put down his rice bowl and slapped Xiao Hei on the back of the head again, "This pot helmet made by the owner is so delicious, and this egg soup is so delicious, how could I say such a thing? Isn't that a black conscience? ? I want to blow up the master's craftsmanship, don't care what the master is doing, it's delicious!"

"Hehe..."??3!

It is said that Da Mao and Xiao Hei have never seen the world before. Even if Qi Ruizhu eats the food made by Lin Fang every day, he will be shocked by the delicious impact of Juntun Guokui and egg soup.

"Master, how do I feel that your cooking skills seem to have improved again?"

"Be bold and drop the word 'like'."

"Master!" Qi Ruizhu was a little shy, "People are asking you seriously!"

"I'm answering you seriously, too." Lin Fang was a little amused, "What? You don't believe my cooking skills have improved again?"

"It's not that I don't believe it..." Qi Ruizhu couldn't hide the shock on her face, "I just think... I just think that your cooking skills are already so good, how can there be such a big improvement?"

"Yeah, I thought it was impossible." Lin Fang looked out the door thoughtfully, "But it really happened."

"Master, what are you looking at?" Qi Ruizhu followed Lin Fang's line of sight curiously, but aside from the occasional passerby, the old rice shop opposite was only a palm-sized sky, nothing special.

"Nothing, eat."

"Oh……"

After breakfast, people began to serve quickly in the shop.

Sobel came to challenge, and the news of the big defeat and loss spread all over the city after only one night.

The entire Shiliyangchang knows that there is a Lin-level chef in the little-known "Linji Douhuafan" in the small Xixie Street.

Counting the famous restaurants in the whole city, except for the top three Zhuangyuan Restaurant, Wanli Restaurant and Laoweizhai, which have Lin-level chefs in the queue, the big restaurants in the back, even if they claim to be a century-old heritage, can only take a shot. Super peak.

If you want to taste the craftsmanship of a Lin-level chef, in addition to having money, you have to have face.

The elegant seats of the three major restaurants, Zhuangyuan Building, Wanli Restaurant, and Laoweizhai, have to be lined up all year round.

Now, there is a fourth Lin-level chef in Shili Yangchang. There is no need to line up, you don’t need to be rich, and you don’t need to have much face. As long as you know the place, you can eat the food cooked by the Lin-level chef.

What are you waiting for?

Li Mengxian, the first guest who rushed into the "Lin Kee Douhua Rice", came in a rickshaw.

He got off the rickshaw, threw a piece of ocean to the driver, and rushed to the small shop excitedly.

"Master, you have given too much!"

"Don't look for it, the rest will reward you!"

"Isn't this Dayang fake?" The rickshaw driver blew the silver dollar, heard a pleasant sound, and stared blankly at the customers who rushed into the store with their top hats on, and it took a long time to react, "Master Xie's reward!"

"Little Er! If you have any good wine or good food in your store, give me all of them!" Li Mengxian found a place to sit, and then started ordering food lavishly.

He looked like Meng Lang, but he had already swept across the blackboard the moment he entered the door.

All the food on the blackboard is not as much as what he gave to the rickshaw driver. He can afford it, and there is no pressure!

He is a university teacher, earning 300 yuan per month, and he has a yard for about a month, not to mention a small shop in the area, even if it is the Zhuangyuan Building and Wanli Restaurant, then...you have to line up!

Still comfortable here!

Even though the shop is a little old, it is still very clean.

The tables and chairs are all new, and the ground can't be said to be spotless, but it's also swept away without dust.

The point is, there are Lin-level chefs here!

Tofu rice is 20 copper, with two bowls of rice.

Pork with plum vegetables, 50 copper per serving.

Salted duck eggs, 10 copper per piece.

Preserved egg, 15 copper, with water.

The whole set is less than 100 copper dollars, one third of silver dollars, sprinkle water!

Li Mengxian made up his mind, if this restaurant is really that delicious and has the level of a Lin-level chef, he will use it as his own cafeteria in the future! Come every day!

Even if Li Mengxian lived far away from here, it would cost 100 coppers to take a rickshaw, which was more expensive than eating a full set, and he was happy.

"Is there any good wine or good food?" Qi Ruizhu glanced at Li Mengxian as if looking at an idiot, "This guest, what do you want to eat, it's all written on the blackboard. If you don't know how to read, I can tell you."

"Who are you scolding!" Li Mengxian's face flushed, "I'm a university... Forget it! Forget it! What's on the blackboard, give me a set of them! Give me a bowl of good wine!"

"There's no good wine right now." Qi Ruizhu shook his head, "Our boss went to talk, maybe there will be good wine available after a while, and now there are only some very ordinary loose wine to drink. 30 copper yuan a bowl, do you want it?"

"30 copper yuan a bowl?" Li Mengxian was taken aback, can he drink such a cheap wine? "Okay! Okay! Let's make do with a bowl first..."

Li Mengxian made up his mind, just take a bite first, then take a bite!

It was really unpleasant to drink, so I just let it smell and eat.

"Sir, your dishes are all ready, use them slowly!" Da Mao brought bean curd rice, pork with plum vegetables, salted duck eggs, preserved eggs, and loose wine set, all of which came up to Li Mengxian, "Is there anything else you need? Say hello anytime!"

"Well, okay... okay!" Li Mengxian was taken aback by Da Mao's fierce face, and he quickly lowered his head, waiting for Da Mao to walk away, then Hai heaved a sigh of relief, "How can anyone find Xiao Er for such an ugly person? This is not Drive the guests out?"

Li Mengxian muttered a few words in a low voice, and stopped worrying about it. Looking at the several dishes in front of him, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Everything looks like normal food.

Li Mengxian was tired of eating these things.

Not to mention home-cooked food.

Even the delicacies of mountains and seas, he has eaten a lot.

Li Mengxian is not uncommon to go to casual restaurants.

"I hope I won't be disappointed..." Li Mengxian took a deep breath, and decisively took a piece of beancurd and dipped it into the dipping plate and put it in his mouth, "Eat this first, even if it doesn't taste good, there is still meat on the back, There should still be a chance to save...hs..."

"Actually...how could...this taste..." Li Mengxian opened his eyes wide, feeling that his language organization ability was lost, "Is this too delicious?"

Li Mengxian didn't believe in evil, and took several more bites.

But every bite was like the first time he had tasted it. The smooth and smooth bean curd was dipped in the sauce, and the bean flavor and seasonings were fully mixed, setting off a storm of deliciousness in his mouth.

"It's unbelievable!" Li Mengxian stopped his chopsticks after taking a few more mouthfuls, and took a sip of loose wine to relieve his breath, "It's delicious, I can't stop! It's just ordinary tofu, how can it be so delicious?"

"Hey..." Li Mengxian couldn't help grinning after a sip of loose wine, "It's this wine..."

It's hard to say!

This wine is really ordinary and can't be more ordinary!

Such delicious bean curd, paired with such ordinary wine, is simply a waste of things!

Forget it, stop drinking!

Whoever drinks is a dog!

Li Mengxian scolded secretly and pushed Sanjiu aside.

Fortunately, the loose wine is not completely useless. Li Mengxian felt that the delicious taste lingering in his mouth finally dissipated, and he also had the energy to deal with the next delicious food.

Douhua is so delicious, aren't other dishes even more delicious?

Li Mengxian felt that he was here this time!

The Lin-level chef cooks in person, without spending extra money, taking favors, or queuing up.

Li Mengxian picked up a piece of the oily salted duck egg and tasted the egg white first.

"This taste..." Li Mengxian's eyes lit up, and he quickly pulled back the loose wine that he dismissed, took another sip of protein, and then added a sip of loose wine, "Mom, absolutely!"

For a veteran alcoholic like Li Mengxian, salted duck eggs are more than just a delicious drink.

The key is that this thing is simple to make, it is simply gospel for slackers.

Both a slacker and an alcoholic, the salted duck eggs are a must-have at home. Together with peanuts and dried bean curd, they are all good tools for drinking.

"This salted duck egg is the best salted duck egg I've ever eaten!" Li Mengxian closed his eyes and pondered for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ before opening his eyes, "I'll go back later, I'll have to wrap it up. A few... no, I have to pack it now!"

Just when Li Mengxian had an idea, the shop began to serve people again.

This time, he was even more stimulated.

"Little Er! Come on!"

"Hey! Come! Come!"

Li Mengxian was too excited, and his voice was broken. Da Mao was so frightened that he thought there was something wrong with the wine and food.

"Guest officer, but what's wrong with the wine and food?"

"No! There's nothing wrong! Your food and drinks are very good, too! Give me ten... Twenty, no! How many salted duck eggs do you have, I'll wrap them all up!"

"???"??4!

Aside from the absence of Lin Fang, who ran to buy the wine shop at the Jamboree, Da Mao Xiao Hei, Qi Ruizhu, and the guests who had just entered the door were all stunned.

what is this?

Why is it rounded? What wraps up?

Do not! You do not deserve!

The guest who came in at the back was Hou Jinming, who lived not far, two streets away.

I have long heard that there is a bean flower shop on Xixie Street. It is so delicious that it has almost become a canteen for boatmen.

But Hou Jinming is a juror after all. Although he was the last juror before the demise of the Qing Dynasty, and his water content was not small, he was also a serious former juror and a serious master.

How can you go to the place where the Xialiba people eat?

What kind of system is that?

It was not until yesterday that the news that Lin Kee Douhua Rice had a Lin-level chef spread out that Hou Jinming regretted it.

Knowing that there are Lin-level chefs, not to mention eating with the Xialiba people, Hou Jinming would also be happy to eat with them!

Although he didn't understand the situation, he heard that Li Mengxian was going to wrap all the salted duck eggs, and he was not happy at that time.