My documentary really doesn't want high ratings

The slices of bacon look oily and slippery under the blade.

Like carved gems, brown gems are exposed inside.

It seems out of place with the surrounding quaint environment.

When the female reporter saw this, she was already drooling.

Only two words came to mind.

delicacies!

"For the simple Miao family, salted fish and bacon are not only a kind of food, but also life and memory preserved in the years...."

The female reporter growled with hunger.

She can't wait to shuttle into the screen to taste this taste that makes her gluttons go crazy.

Looking up at the driver, the master couldn't help asking.

"Master, how long before we arrive at the airport?"

"It's almost there, there are still more than 20 minutes."

The master blurted out.

Stick to it for another 20 minutes...you will have something to eat when you arrive at the airport.

The female reporter had a firm idea in her mind.

Keep looking at the screen.

"In a city named Jinhua to the east of Hunan, there is a kind of ham with red flesh and white fat, strong aroma and delicious taste..."

"Jinhua ham is usually subdivided into five parts. The "upper part" is the part with the best meat quality. The "fire side" in the famous Jiangsu and Zhejiang dish "honey juice fire party" refers to the upper part of Jinhua ham..."

"This dish is labor-intensive, material-intensive, and time-consuming. The salty and fragrant ham is poured with crispy honey sauce in advance. The salty and sweet intertwined, the aftertaste is endless...."

The female reporter tried her best to restrain her tongue-licking expression.

But there was a rumbling sound from my stomach.

"Goo~"

"what sound?"

The driver was taken aback.

The female reporter blurted out.

"nothing."

""Chinese" can usually be shredded and paired with tendons and sea cucumbers to become a high-end ham dish in traditional banquets...."

The light and delicious soup, with thin strips of fat and thin ham emerging from time to time, makes people want to kick the idea of ​​losing weight far away.

The female reporter is getting out of control.

"Goo~"

The honest driver asked again.

"What sound? Didn't you hear it?"

"I didn't hear that."

The female reporter said smoothly.

Resolutely refuse to admit that the voice is his own.

"Fire pupil", "fire claw" and "drip oil" can be used to stew soup. The soup stewed with Jinhua ham constitutes the base flavor of all Jiangsu, Zhejiang and even Cantonese cuisine...."

"Goo~"

The sound from the stomach made the female reporter very embarrassed.

The driver's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at the female reporter.

"It's so big, you heard it now."

"...err... I heard, I'm hungry."

The female reporter was expressionless.

Society is dead...

"Jinhua is surrounded by mountains on all sides, which provides a natural benefit for the production of ham. Therefore, some people infer that the "daobanxiang" in Anhui cuisine is the prototype of Jinhua ham...."

"Each pork leg raw material must be massaged to ensure its full breathing and fermentation in the follow-up process. During the salting process, the temperature and humidity are controlled..."

"After 30 months of cellar fermentation, under the action of enzymes, the most intense fragrance is finally produced...."

"The ham dish has also been improved in the traditional way. The low-salt ham is sliced ​​and finely processed, which is more in line with the trend of health..."

"A new variety of ham that can be eaten raw, so that traditional diners can appreciate exotic customs...."

A variety of ham dishes that stimulate people's appetite appear in turn.

What makes the female reporter hungry is that her chest is stuck to her back.

At this moment, the voice of the driver master was like the sound of nature.

"Arrived at the airport!"

The female reporter hurriedly put away her mobile phone and got off the car, and rushed to the airport with her luggage.

After security check and ticket collection.

Excitedly went straight to the restaurant in the airport.

When she saw the signboard of the restaurant, the female reporter almost burst into tears.

This is heaven!

He rushed over with his luggage in a hurry, stopping in the middle of the rush.

Ok? !

The female reporter was stunned.

In her line of sight, several restaurants were already closed.

The waiter is cleaning and is about to close.

The female reporter yelled sadly.

"no no!"

A piece of moving music was automatically matched to her in her mind.

"Snowflakes fluttering~Northern wind whistling~"

Chapter 124: "Bite of the Tongue" Gives Back My Eight-Pack! ! (and one more)

After Lao Zhang cleaned up, he sat in front of the shop and smoked.

He who opened a claypot rice shop originally closed at around 7 o'clock.

But because the migrant workers in the city get off work late, the shop next door persuaded him to open later to earn more money.

Seeing that most shops do this, he also postponed the closing time along with other colleagues.

But he obviously misjudged the choice of late-night workers for late-night snacks.

At 9:10, those who want to order takeout basically choose either barbecue, fried skewers, or hot pot.

And big white rice like him is abandoned by many urban beauties who want to eat supper while refusing staple food for fear of gaining weight.

So the meal business during the day was okay, but at night it was cut in half.

The wife smiled when she saw Lao Zhang sitting at the door smoking a cigarette.

"Oh, look at your frowning face. Let's get off work early in the future. The business during the day is enough to support us, so we can have more rest."

"Okay, listen to you, let's close at 7 o'clock in the future."

Lao Zhang just finished smoking his last cigarette at this time, looked back at his wife and smiled.

Got up and sat with my wife for the final inspection work.

When I was about to go out.

The wife slapped her thigh.

"Look at my memory, I forgot to turn off the takeaway reminder machine, otherwise it will keep flashing, and the electricity bill will be deducted."

After speaking, he came to the cash register and was about to press the small red switch.

"Liangtuan Food Delivery reminds you that there is a new order~"

The wife paused and looked at Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang laughed.

"Just one order, call to cancel, it will take a while for me to start firing again."

The wife nodded, intending to move on.

next second.

"Liangtuan Food Delivery reminds you that there is a new order~"

"Liangtuan Food Delivery reminds you that there is a new order~"

"Did you fall? Takeaway reminds you that there is a new order~"

"Liangtuan Food Delivery reminds you that there is a new order~"

......

The overwhelming machine beeps followed one after another.

It became the main theme in the whole house.

There are too many takeaway notifications to count.

Lao Zhang and his wife were dumbfounded when they heard this.

And all this happened only in the blink of an eye.

The wife looked at Lao Zhang blankly and said.

"Is this... broken?"

Just as Lao Zhang was about to talk, a rider who often delivered food in their store rushed over.

"Hurry up, boss Zhang, first make my order of 7 claypot rice."

After the rider finished speaking, he saw Lao Zhang and his wife staring blankly at him.

"Did you receive a fake order? Our machine seems to be broken."

"What's wrong! It's a real order, I've received it here!"

The rider couldn't laugh or cry.

Old Zhang was puzzled.

"But...we usually..."

Before Lao Zhang finished speaking, he was interrupted by the rider.

"Don't be ordinary, thank you for "A Bite of China", this episode just aired Claypot Rice, and now Claypot Rice has become popular on the Internet, everyone is searching, your order is real .”

"Huh? This..."

Old Zhang's wife said blankly.

The rider laughed.

"Let me tell you, I'm close, and there are still dozens of rider brothers rushing here. We all said in our group that the orders for claypot rice nearby are all from your family."

"Then let's do it!"

The wife looked at Lao Zhang in a daze.