There are red beans in the north [entertainment circle]

The program "The Wonderful Journey of Foodie" was recorded when the guest set off from the hotel. In order to let him have a good rest and maintain the best condition, they arrived one day in advance. After a brief rest, Fang Yuan planned to go out for a stroll at night , After all, there will be a camera following, and I can no longer be so free.

He changed into a simple black casual pullover, paired it with simple jeans, stepped on a pair of casual sneakers, and went out with a black peaked cap during the day. This time he did not wear sunglasses and a mask, so he dressed like this at night It was a little scary, and his signature little pink was also left in the hotel by him and did not take it out of the street.

What he was going to was the famous local night market, not too far from the hotel where he was staying, so he walked slowly by himself.

There are a lot of delicacies in the night market, and some of them have been advertised on the national TV station. However, although there are many delicacies, most of them are repetitive. Fang Yuan adhered to the principle that the ones with the most queues must be delicious, while flipping through the strategies on the Internet, patiently He stood in a few long queues and seriously tasted a few famous delicacies. If it weren't for his extraordinary perseverance, he would probably get lost in the sea of ​​delicacies.

The crowds, the bright lights above the head, and the smell of food that wafted from time to time made Fang Yuan fall in love with this place in an instant. He took out his mobile phone and reluctantly took a selfie of himself and the sign at the end of the night market.

Suddenly, a white figure came out from the dimly lit place. The smoke and fire around him didn't seem to affect him at all. He was so out of place, yet harmoniously blended into the picture. Fang Yuan slowly let go of it. mobile phone, followed him into a store by accident.

This store sells a very famous local special barbecue. In fact, Fang Yuan has eaten so much at the night market just now that his stomach can’t hold it at all. But seeing the crowds, it’s so hot that there is already a long line waiting for a seat at the entrance of the store. At that time, I couldn't help asking the waiter for a number, and decided to have a supper for myself.

While waiting, Fang Yuan kept looking for the little brother in white. He was surprised to find that the little brother was actually sitting at the cash register.

So Fang Yuan couldn't help thinking, maybe this shop is so popular, it might have a lot to do with the boss's good looks.

In terms of appearance, even if Fang Yuan himself is the kind of person at the top of the pyramid, otherwise he would not be able to become a flower lover with this face. Fang Yuan actually looks at his face in the mirror too much. are immune.But this little boss is different. His good looks don't come from his handsome face with wide eyebrows, but from the lonely and pine-like temperament that surrounds him.

He sat silently behind the cash register, but the transaction amount that came in a continuous stream did not make him look very happy. He slowly collected the money and looked for the change, freeing his hands with every move. There is a charm that doesn't match this bustling and noisy environment at all, but it's magical to make people feel comfortable looking at him.

Fang Yuan considers himself a common man who pursues fame and fortune, so he likes this kind of elegant person who is completely opposite to him. Even though he is deep in the middle of the city, the worldly fireworks can never touch him in the slightest.

Seeing that there were still long people in the line, Fang Yuan didn't want to wait any longer, so he went to the cashier and started a conversation with the little boss, "Boss, the business is so hot, do you want to deliver food?"

Without raising his head, the little boss replied indifferently: "No."

Yo, it really is a flower of Gaoling, "Can I pack it for takeaway?"

"En." The little boss took out a menu and handed it to Fang Yuan, "What do you need?"

Fang Yuan didn't open the menu when he found out, but asked, "Does the boss have any recommendations?"

"It's written on the menu."

I'll go, with this attitude, if you weren't so handsome, this store would probably have closed [-] times already!

"Oh, let me see then."

Fang Yuan flipped through the menu casually, and was immediately attracted by the exquisite food photos, as if he could smell the aroma through the photos. He pointed to the signature roast leg of lamb on it and asked: "48 a catty, one leg of lamb About how many kilograms?"

"Three catties."

"Three catties is fine." Fang Yuan muttered, then pointed to the mutton skewers on the next page and asked, "What's the difference between these two?"

"Large skewers and small skewers."

"Is this squid roasted alive?"

"dead."

"Is that still fresh?"

"Fresh."

"Is this sauerkraut Northeast sauerkraut?"

"Ah."

Fang Yuan flipped through the menu from beginning to end, and kept asking questions like a curious baby. Although the little boss answered concisely and a little coldly, he didn't look impatient at all. Fang Yuan was very disappointed.

"I'm looking forward to it, one signature roast leg of lamb, 10 skewers each of large and small lamb skewers, 10 skewers of pork ribs, 10 skewers of pork belly and enoki mushrooms, one grilled squid, one each of the signature carbon-grilled sauerkraut, grilled beans, and leeks. That's all I need. .”

"288 yuan, thank you."

Heh, I know it's not easy to say thank you.Thinking this way, Fang Yuan took out 300 yuan from his wallet and handed it over.Fang Yuan's hands are usually well maintained. They are delicate and fair, and the slender fingers are even more lustrous and jade-like under the light. Perhaps these hands have attracted the person opposite. He finally stopped counting money and raised his head. Glancing at Fang Yuan, he slowly put the change into his hand.

"Change, □□."

"Thank you, do you mind if I wait here for a while?"

The little boss shook his head, then picked up a cup from the row of white fungus soup on the bar, tied a straw and handed it to him, "Please drink."

Fang Yuan took the white fungus soup and took a sip. The hawthorn boiled with rock sugar left only a faint sour taste, combined with the silky taste of the white fungus, he couldn't help but bend his eyes, and sincerely praised: "Thank you Yes, the taste is much better than those sold in the night market outside."

The little boss nodded and didn't speak, but Fang Yuan read a bit of disdain from his expression, as if he was saying that the food he made was of course delicious.

This was the first time that Fang Yuan could read a clear emotion from his expression. Fang Yuan, who had planned to calm down and stop talking, suddenly became interested again.

While drinking the white fungus soup, he continued to talk for nothing: "This side is near the sea, is the seafood very fresh? Does the boss have any recommendations?"

"No." The boss saw Fang Yuan's expression was a little speechless, and after a moment of boredom, he said: "The ones on the Internet are all deceiving foreigners."

"I guess so." Fang Yuan smiled, with a look of loneliness in his eyes, "Our side is not close to the sea, so it is difficult to eat freshly salvaged seafood. I thought I could eat it here, what a pity."

Perhaps Fang Yuan's disappointed little eyes were too lethal, and the little boss was softened by him, so he said: "The locals usually go to the vegetable market to buy fresh seafood. Now it's shrimp and crab. You can go and have a look during the plump season. If you really want to eat live fish, go to a nearby island and let the fishermen take you out to sea.”

This is really the longest sentence he has ever said to himself. Fang Yuan was flattered and wanted to take advantage of the east wind to tease him a few more words, but his tremella soup was finished, and the meal he ordered was miraculously ready , the little boss generously stuffed another three cups of white fungus soup into his delivery bag before handing it to Fang Yuan.

Holding the exquisite takeaway food bag, Fang Yuan could only bid farewell to the little boss regretfully, "Thank you boss, goodbye!"

The little boss waved to him, and continued to sit back at the bar. This time, he didn't count the money again. He seemed to be in a daze, and he didn't know what kind of profound philosophy of life he was thinking about.

Fang Yuan turned back to the hotel leisurely, feeling that today was a worthwhile trip.But looking at the heavy food bag in his hand, he felt a little impulsive again. How could he eat it all by himself?So Pei Yu and two assistants were called over, and everyone forgot about Comrade Yuan Fang, the hard-working manager.

A few people gathered around this supper, their mouths were full of oil, and the two and three couldn't get enough of it all the time, and wanted to eat again, and kept asking Fang Yuan if he could order takeaway, Fang Yuan just smiled and shook his head, promising to take them again next time Go to the store to eat, the freshly baked ones in the store will only taste better.The three showed fascinated expressions at the same time, but Fang Yuan looked proud, as if he opened the store.

After the three of them went to rest, Fang Yuan hurried to take a shower, and lay comfortably on the bed. He didn't know whether he was reminiscing about the delicious food or the little boss in his mind. After falling asleep, in the middle of the night, when he woke up from his sleep, he felt the deep malice towards him from the world, because he started to vomit and have diarrhea.

Fang Yuan's eating habits are not at all the same as his usual style of veteran cadres. He is very enthusiastic and unrestrained. His favorites are Mala Tang and hot pot, which he eats almost every week or two. The taste is spicy and spicy, even if you cry bitterly and have no image every time, you still have to eat it happily.

Another favorite coffee, I can't stop it every day. If I don't drink it one day, I will be like those addicts, scratching my heart and liver.For this reason, he specially prepared a thermos cup, which contained the freshly brewed coffee after his morning exercise every day.Whenever someone asked him what was inside, he would smile like an old father, and others would immediately give him a knowing smile like a veteran cadre.

After his debut, he was so busy that he even forgot to eat, which made his stomach, which had been tortured for many years, become more and more fragile, and he had to protest to him every now and then, and the occasional pain was considered mild , Vomiting and diarrhea like today is also a common thing.

After Yuan Fang learned about it, he kept staring at his diet, and even asked an old Chinese doctor to recuperate him. During this period of time, he always felt pretty good, but tonight, he got carried away and was immediately beaten back to his original shape.

He recalled what he ate tonight, but he really couldn't find the culprit.It may be that the food in the night market is unhygienic, or it may be a reaction from eating too much. The most likely reason is that he ate too much greasy and spicy food and started to protest after overloading his stomach.

If I hadn't looked at you one more time in the crowd, I wouldn't have burst into tears from sitting on the toilet!

He dragged his limp legs and sat on the toilet, thinking bitterly, see you next time, you must let the little boss tell him a cold joke, so as to make up for the damage he has suffered physically and mentally!

Fang Yuan tossed and vomited for a long time, and his stomach was burning with pain. He was afraid that if he continued to toss like this, it would affect the recording of tomorrow's show, so he hurriedly called Yuan Fang.

Yuan Fang is not like Fang Yuan who went out for a long time. He was recharging his energy and went to bed early. After receiving Fang Yuan's call, he didn't even have time to change into his pajamas. There was a panic, and Fang Yuan was rushed to the hospital. Go to the emergency room.

After confirming that it was just a stomach flu and the infusion could relieve it, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Fang Yuan sadly, and kept scolding: "Tell me about you, I just didn't see it at a glance, and you dared to run away secretly. Go out and wave, this is all right, let's be beaten to death by the big waves, let's see if you dare!"

With a pale face, Fang Yuan turned his eyes from the drop by drop of the liquid medicine to Yuan Fang's face that was actually very concerned. He gave Yuan Fang a guilty smile, and then silently continued Turning his face away, he said faintly: "Beautiful beauty deceives the country, the ancients never deceived me."

Excuseme?Yuan Fang was at a loss. Could it be that the little artist in his family had diarrhea and ruined his brain?