After a few dishes, Johnson Seng and his wife ate it. It was indeed a food paradise and was well-deserved.

Cai Lan turned around and looked at the boss who was busy by the fire and recalled: "The food stall is a collective memory of Hong Kong people, especially the big pot of heat that ignites the fragrance. The plastic shed with hot steam is carefully hidden among the rows of tall buildings. To this day, the only 20 remaining food stalls, the most primitive fuel - kerosene - is the fire water in our mouths."

"Wheat refers to large pots and utensils. The pot smell is more mysterious. You should not only use large pots to cook, but also be willing to add oil, stir-fry quickly over high heat, and quickly throw away the food in the pot. Under the action of hot oil at high temperatures, the food will burst out with a stronger aroma."

"For example, this plate of fried beef with cold melons is strong enough, so the beef does not need to be fried with oil first like at home, and then put it in the pan. Stir it slightly, add cold melons, and it will be released in three minutes. The beef is tender and the cold melons are crispy, which is definitely a classic dish in the food stall."

"I have a bad habit. Whenever I find a delicious food, I can't help asking the boss if he has children? If there is no next generation, I'm afraid that the delicious food will not be passed on. Especially for this kind of food stall, it's luck to keep it for a day, so cherish it!"

Johnson empathizes with it. The vegetable market and food stalls are all places full of fireworks. The crowding and heat here are the traces of the little people's hard life, full of joy, anger, sorrow, and even joy and sorrow...

Thinking of Cai Lan's famous dish played on TV back then, it was more than ten years since today. At that time, he was 67 years old, gray-white hair and beard, and was still tall. He carried the iconic monk bag and brought three beautiful female partners to eat and drink everywhere.

Occasionally, when Ni Kuang or Zhouzhong were invited, several old men would tease each other, laugh and scold each other, talk about the past and the present, and a smiley flower monk.

Last year, the 13th invitation program, and the literati Xu Zhiyuan also interviewed him. Johnson didn't like the other party's style very much and always wanted to dig out some of the sentimentalities behind hedonism. The conversation was almost over, and the arguments were like whining without any illness.

Cai Lan kept telling Xu Zhiyuan that this one tasted delicious and that one tasted delicious. He found that he couldn't continue, so he had to laugh: Don't think too much, man, you think too much all day long!

At that time, Johnson wanted to scold her, but unfortunately, those delicious foods were dark and were not appreciated. I didn’t expect that today I would have the opportunity to eat and drink with my idol face to face, and talk about everything...

After a meal, I found that the old man was cynical in his early years and has not worn out at all. He is still an avid lard lover and feels that he is almost lard when eating any dishes.

I like all greasy and delicious foods, eat whatever I want, and don’t rely on my body to control it. I also call it: You must be happy, only if you are not happy will you get sick.

"My favorite saying is: Women are not sexy, and sheep are not smelly, all are tasteless!"

After drinking two bottles of red wine, Cai Lan touched her belly and said with satisfaction: "Food, sex, and women are as worth cherishing as delicious food. In my eyes, the beauties I love to eat are the cutest!"

"No matter what sound you make, you feel cute, especially the small mouth is the most beautiful. Even if you open your mouth and eat it voraciously, it is so sexy."

"I can't forgive me if I really meet those ugly people and make trouble. I really want to kick them out of the restaurant gate."

Johnson Johnson laughed. The reason why he admired Cai Lan was that he was free and easy, consistent in his words and never taboos his inner desires.

"Women look the most when they are slightly drunk. Their cheeks are pink and they smile. Occasionally, they raise their heads and push their long hair covering their faces, which is simply..."

After checking out, Johnson Johnson helped the old man get in the car and drank a lot. Cai Lan was in a good mood and rarely met a friend who forgot his age. He asked Xia Hu to drive to Lu Yu’s tea room to sober up.

Johnson also relied on this tea room for a long time. This legendary tea room with a history of 85 years has long become a symbol of cultural symbols.

Not only Cai Lan said that it is the most famous teahouse, but there is no other one in the world. Even the Michelin guide can only be described as fruitless.

Since the 1930s, tea drinking places in Hong Kong have been divided into tea rooms, tea houses and tea houses, among which the style of tea rooms is the highest.

Lu Yu was a tea saint of the Tang Dynasty. He wrote the world's first major tea masterpiece, and was respected by tea experts throughout the ages as the originator. Therefore, the tea room will attract beautiful tea and named it Lu Yu.

When he arrived at the destination and got off the car, Cai Lan pointed to the door and smiled: "In the past, Indians guarded the door, and there were many celebrities and big names. Now he is much more low-key."

At the entrance, we headed straight to the private room on the first floor, and we were entertaining guests on the second and third floors. The first floor was specially prepared for regular customers. Cai Lan took Johnson into the private room with a familiarity, and didn't even need to order. The waiter quickly brought all kinds of snacks.

The old man was red and pointed to various old photos on the wall and smiled: "Do you know how arrogant this store was once? In 1975, the Queen of England visited Hong Kong and wanted to go to the former site of Lu Yu's tea room to taste authentic Cantonese tea drinks, but the boss said that his seat had already been fully booked, and he actually turned away the old British lady!"

"When you meet a lot of people, the first floor is better off empty than a child's seat. Do you think it's awesome?"

Johnson looked around and adopted the style of Yangcheng Lingnan tea room. The furniture was all rosewood, with Chinese style as the main body, and Western interior design elements were penetrated.

The antique colored porcelain wall bottle on half of the side is filled with beautiful flowers, white glass wall lamps, Italian colored glazed paintings inlaid with Chinese teak relief frames, antique ceiling fans hanging on the ceiling, white yarn tied to the back of the door and the handrails of the door...

There are antiques everywhere, with many calligraphy, paintings and calligraphy hanging, even fan sketches by Zhang Daqian, Huang Yongyu and Ren Bonian.

Cai Lan smiled and said, "Most of these calligraphy treasures were often visited by literati and poets back then. They had a good relationship with their boss and were generously left behind, which contained the masters' complex for Lu Yu's tea room."

"In 1996, an elegant thief came to the tea room to steal 18 famous paintings. The whereabouts of this day are still unknown, becoming another unsolved mystery in the tea room. Even there is a toilet. Haven't you just been to Fulinmen, which is known as a rich restaurant?"

Cai Lan joked: "I want to say that this is a real rich place. Because the rent of the former site shop increased, the landlord made things difficult for the boss. Ho Ying-tung and other regular customers simply spent a lot of money to buy the entire building and named it Lu Yu Building. The tea room was able to operate safely. Before returning, many governors often held wine and banquets here."

Johnson Johnson was speechless. Lu Yu was really awesome to own a whole building in Central, where every inch of land was valuable!

"On a very ordinary day in 2002, the invisible rich man Lin Hanlie came here to drink tea as usual, and savored tea with his friends at the fixed table No. 18 every day. Unfortunately, he was shot and killed by a professional gunman at close range. This technique is exactly the same as in the movie..."

"At that time, the public was in an uproar, which made the tea room more like a legendary urban atmosphere. There were still many rich people who were used to sigh at a cup of tea and eat two cups of snacks before doing big deals."

A waiter happened to enter the door, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a kettle, an old waiter who was wearing a white shirt and a Tang suit, and a kettle to add tea to the guests, chatted with a few words with a smile. After leaving, Cai Lan said: "The old guys here have their own personality and speed of doing things, and they will never be able to urge you!"

"Don't look at them, they seem to be old, they are leisurely, and have a good memory. When regular customers come, they know what tea to drink and where they like to sit. Sometimes they don't have to order snacks."
Chapter completed!