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Liu Shengnan went out and came in, which only lasted about five minutes.

When I walked in after carrying the oily meat, I looked down.

Ho!

How come this dish is gone again?

None of them looked like they had never eaten anything good. How could they eat all the food in the blink of an eye?

‘Six dishes won’t be enough, right? ’

It was the first time that Sister Katsunan came up with this idea.

After all, the portion given by the boss was really generous, especially the plate of over-fat meat, with almost no other side dishes, just large slices of meat!

Seeing that it was oily meat, Brother Fang Chang immediately became energetic.

It’s me, Boss Su, who actually thought of making such a classic local dish!

"Uncle, aunt, you can try it. This is a local dish in Jingzhou, and it is also Yuanyuan's favorite dish."

Jiang Yuan: When did I love eating fatty meat? What I like to eat is the potato slices inside the oily pork, okay?

"Hey, why are there no potato slices in today's oily pork?"

Jiang Wensheng no longer dared to underestimate the chef. He just asked out of curiosity, "Is this pork made from pork?"

Brother Fang Chang nodded, "Yes. They are all made of pork tenderloin, please try it quickly."

Jiang Wensheng nodded silently.

I thought to myself that this dish is really strange. If it was made entirely of lean meat, would it be delicious?

But he still took a bite to taste.

It's salty and fresh, and the seasoning is a bit like Shandong cuisine. How can the tenderloin be so silky?

It looks like it has been thickened during the processing, but you can't feel the presence of gorgon powder at all when you eat it, which is a bit interesting.

Jiang Wensheng took another bite and said, "Can I order some rice?"

"I'll go!" Fang Chang ran out of the private room and came to the kitchen very attentively.

"Brother! Sisters! Hurry up and get some rice! The oily meat is so delicious and goes well with rice. Everyone is waiting for the rice!"

Aunt Fang helped to serve the rice. Su Chen asked with some expectancy, "How was it? What did your father-in-law say?"

He really wanted to know what the Huaiyang cuisine chefs thought of the S-grade boiled dried shredded noodles that he made according to the famous recipe.

Brother Fang Chang gave a thumbs up, "Absolutely awesome! No one said anything when he ate it, my father-in-law didn't say much, he just ate it!"

That's good, Su Chen nodded and felt relieved.

It seems that the side dish has been improved and the taste has changed, but not in an unpleasant direction.

Aunt Fang served the rice and put it on a tray.

Su Chen added, "The steamed oatmeal noodles are also ready, let's take them out together."

Liu Shengnan placed a steamer on a tray, which contained neat oatmeal noodles, and three bowls were placed around the steamer.

There are mutton soup, pork ribs soup, and vegetable soup with pickles.

These soups are different from ordinary soups. If you drink it directly, it will feel very salty, and it may even be so salty that it is difficult to swallow!

Only by dipping it with oatmeal noodles can the saltiness be neutralized.

Auntie was carrying rice, Shengnan was carrying noodles, and Brother Fang led the three of them back to the private room.

The moment he walked into the private room, Brother Fang Chang was stunned, "Where's the fried pork?"

There is no oily meat waiting to be served on the table, there is just an empty plate with some grease!

Scattered on top are a few slices of scallions.

Several elders present, including Jiang Yuan, turned their heads and did not look at Fang Chang.

Brother Fang Chang understood.

Are you sending me out to fetch food and then doing crazy work yourself?

Do you really treat me like an outsider?

Brother Fang Chang's father probably felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he scolded in a low voice, "What's your name? Hurry up and sit down and eat!"

Brother Fang Chang:? ? ?

Is it my fault that they co-authored it?

When Shengnan put down the oatmeal, Brother Fang's mother's eyes lit up and she introduced him very proactively.

"This is also one of our local dishes. It is a home-cooked dish. It is usually eaten by our elderly people. Their children don't like it very much. You two should try it quickly!"

As he said that, he started to help separate the oatmeal rolls that were stuck together.

"I just love this mutton soup, it's so delicious when dipped in it!" Fang Chang's father dipped a large chopstick into the bowl of oatmeal noodles.

The gray oatmeal noodles were covered with sauce-colored soup and dripping mutton fat. Jiang Wensheng and Yuan Suzhen looked at it with horrified expressions on their faces.

If you take this sip, you'll probably die of nausea, right?

"Okay, I'd better dip it in some pork rib soup." Yuan Suzhen was indeed a little scared looking at the mutton soup.

The people of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang generations eat relatively light meals and tend to have a sweet taste. They are really not used to eating this kind of dish with soybean paste, oil and salt.

Brother Fang Chang looked on angrily.

When I ate oily meat just now, I didn’t hear you say that you can’t eat oily and salty things.

But then again, You Mian, the eldest brother of the East and the West, also finds it very magical.

He remembered that when he was very young, if his family gave him steamed oatmeal noodles, he would get angry and cry on the spot!

Brother Fang Chang even wondered for a while, how could there be something as unpalatable as oat noodles in this world?

But as he grew up, Brother Fang Chang gradually began to accept this staple food. Until now, if he doesn't eat a meal every few days, he always feels like something is missing in his stomach and is very uncomfortable.

Time is so cruel, it can change a person's tastes and hobbies!

Therefore, under the influence of Brother Fang, Jiang Yuan now also has a soft spot for this staple food.

"Come on Yuanyuan, try it with the pork ribs soup." Brother Fang Chang gave his girlfriend a chopstick.

Jiang Yuan said while eating, "I still like to eat fried oats noodles."

Fang Changniang heard from the side, "Then auntie will make fried noodles for you tomorrow, and you and Fang Chang will come home for dinner."

"Yeah!" Jiang Yuan nodded in agreement.

When Jiang Wensheng saw this scene, it was heartbreaking!

She is obviously the daughter I raised since she was a child, but now she is so close to others, and she has to go back to other people's homes to eat. Isn't the Huaiyang cuisine I cooked by myself more delicious than these po-shaped noodles? It won’t work if it’s dark!

Jiang Wen angrily picked up a chopstick, I want to try it today!

Dip the pork ribs soup into your mouth.

Well! ! !

What kind of magical combination is this?

There are no ribs in the pork rib soup, only the meaty and soy flavor of the ribs, and a particularly strong salty taste.

But when dipped in this oatmeal noodles, all those flavors can be easily resolved?

And the taste of this oatmeal noodles is also amazing. It is not like white noodles or other flours. It is like this noodle.

Jiang Wensheng took some more to taste.

There is no smell at the entrance, only a faint aroma of certain crops.

And the texture is slightly rough, it seems to be some kind of miscellaneous grains.

When Fang Chang's mother saw her father-in-law being so curious, she smiled and introduced it to everyone, "This oatmeal is a specialty of the north, and the crop is called oatmeal."