Each and every guest who had eaten well left the dining car, wiping his mouth with satisfaction. Before leaving, he always couldn't forget to ask Chen Yan, "Are there any sweet-scented osmanthus sticks provided for dinner? This person is limited to one portion. It's really not enough."

....'

There was no way, not to mention that the kitchen assistant was not in place yet, even with the kitchen assistant, Zhou Zhou had to make the dish himself, and at his speed, he could only handle less than a hundred passengers at most, so he had to limit his purchases.

But in the eyes of passengers, this is real ‘hunger marketing’.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, the passengers smiled and continued to ask, 'The price of the next meal won't increase, right?'

It can be seen that the passengers who have tried it very much agree with the price of 388 yuan, and even think that they have taken advantage of it.

Su Rou was the first person at the table to come to the dining car, and was ranked No. 17. Therefore, when the second batch of osmanthus sticks came out, Chen Yan reluctantly placed a portion of the osmanthus sticks on Su Rou, her imaginary enemy.

before.

"The outer skin is like a golden rainbow, the white fat is like jade, and the tinge of red is red liver, so good!

It seems that Chef Xiao Zhou really did not disappoint my old man... Judging from the appearance of this dish alone, I am afraid it is eight or nine points authentic.

Although it has not yet been tasted, the faint scent of osmanthus wine is unmistakable and must be authentic.

What a pity... The old man arrived late and was actually ranked No. 48. It seems that he still needs to wait..."

Su Rou was stunned. She had already picked up her chopsticks, but now that she heard the old man say this, she had the nerve to put down her chopsticks.

Just now while waiting for the dishes to be served, she mentioned several times that she wanted to hire the old man to be the food consultant of the Su Group, but the old man just laughed and never responded, which made her very embarrassed.

Isn’t this a God-given opportunity? Food is hard to give up, but Su’s catering business is even more important!

"Mr. Zhang, I ate too much late-night snack last night, and I still don't have much appetite now. Look, I haven't used my chopsticks yet. Why don't you eat this sweet-scented osmanthus stick first?"

In order to prove that her words were true, Su Rou covered her mouth and burped lightly.

Lu Meiqi glanced at her quietly and said to herself, Lao Su, you are so snobbish. If you can't eat it, why don't you let me, my sister, eat it first?

Besides, when did you have supper last night, why didn’t I know?

Xu Ning just smiled. This beautiful CEO is indeed a person who is good at seizing opportunities. It's not easy. She would never be able to do it if she replaced herself.

"Oh? Since Mr. Su isn't hungry right now, I won't be polite to you, old man."

Zhang Zhouxuan is a mature man, how can he still not see what Su Rou is thinking?

However, when it comes to delicious food, it is natural to eat it first. So what if I accept a favor from this little girl? Anyway, my old man is thick-skinned, and I will refuse the Su Group's invitation after eating it from you.

Taking the dinner plate from Su Rou, the old man couldn't wait to pick up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus and put it into his mouth...

"Um?"

The wonderful taste brought by the sufficiently plump goose intestines is indeed not comparable to the thin duck intestines.

The outer coating of the goose intestines, which is quickly roasted at high temperature, is golden and crispy. It is somewhat similar to the most essential layer of egg coating of tiger skin eggs, but it is even more charred and delicious. The moment you bite into it, the diners' teeth feel comfortable.

It's itchy.

This is the first layer of flavor.

Then, there is the second taste brought by the tender intestine meat. The tender intestine meat turns into a mouthful of light fat aroma, and there is also a faint and wonderful flavor of osmanthus wine in it.

Because the aroma of osmanthus wine penetrates from the inner layer of ice meat, the wine taste is not overpowering, but has a tenderness, which creates the third taste.

After eating here, even if you are the most experienced gourmet, you will still drool. As the saying goes, you are 'gluttonous'. Don't worry, the pork belly with a hint of coolness has been waiting for you for a long time and is ready to sacrifice for you.

Already.

This is old man Zhang Zhouxuan. At this time, he can still control his eating rhythm. He just ignores the instructions from the depths of his brain and slows down his chewing speed with great difficulty.

As if facing an art treasure, the old man carefully bit into it.

So the plump and fat ice meat showed its charm and stuffed a stream of cold fragrance into the old man's mouth.

This is the fourth flavor of Osmanthus Zha!

"oops!"

The old man secretly let out a cry of pain. With his food experience, he accidentally bit his tongue.

There was really nothing he could do. He never expected that he would actually eat the authentic osmanthus sticks he had eaten as a child on a green train?

He has been looking for it for how many years, but how did he know that "people have searched for it thousands of times, but it is in the rumble of the train"?

Finally, after experiencing many delicious "happy ravages", the old man successfully arrived at the core of this delicious food.

There is a piece of pork liver that has absorbed the essence of meat fat, has a faint fragrance of osmanthus, and has been cooked in a frying pan.

With a gentle bite, the irreplaceable rich and mellow aroma of the pork liver immediately took over the burnt aroma, wine aroma, fat aroma, and cold aroma that were still in the old man's mouth, turning them into an extremely mellow fragrance that filled his chest.

Directly reaching the mouth and nose, it is like a general commanding thousands of troops and conquering the old man's strong 'ancient city' in one fell swoop.

"Authentic! Really authentic!"

Who is this chef Xiao Zhou’s master? He can actually teach such a powerful disciple!"

But now he doesn't care to ask about Zhou Zhou's apprenticeship. He really can't hold back his chopsticks...

After the first piece of sweet-scented osmanthus hit his stomach, the old man lost his previous reserve. He took off his chopsticks like flying, and then he was done with it in the blink of an eye.

Putting down his chopsticks, the old man glanced at Xu Ning and Lu Meiqi, who were swallowing saliva, and said to Xu Ning with a smile: "Xiao Xu, what number did you say you were in line for?"

Xu Ning was stunned for a moment and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Uh, I'm number 22..."

"Is it almost there? Come back, Xiao Xu, you have to taste it carefully. The sweet-scented osmanthus zest made by Chef Xiao Zhou is absolutely authentic, and even tastes better than what my old man remembered!

You know, Xiao Xu, the delicious food always leaves people unsatisfied... My old man was not full just now, but there is nothing I can do, I can only wait hungry, I will give it back to Xiao Su later, fortunately

There is also a filial apprentice..."

He Wuhuo looked at the master dumbfounded and said to himself, master, you have eaten a set of pig's trotters before, and you have high blood sugar.

"The 48th is actually coming soon, Mr. Zhang, you don't have to be too anxious."

Xu Ningxin said that I am also greedy, so please don’t take my chances.

Lu Meiqi smiled and said: "Old man, don't Su Rou still have rice and soup here? Why don't you eat it too?"

Although it was impossible for Zhang Zhouxuan to pull off his old face and hit her as a girl, Lu Meiqi still felt a crisis.

"No, no, old man, I have high blood sugar, so I can't eat carbohydrates."

...

Everyone finally understood that this old man had to eat meat, and it was best to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus made by Master Xiao Zhou.

While talking, Xu Ning's sweet-scented osmanthus sticks were also served. Zhang Zhouxuan looked at the dish and said with a smile: "Xiao Xu, you don't have to worry about me. You can eat my share as an apprentice..."

Xu Ningxin said, "What else should I eat? Can I still eat it?"

He simply pushed the plate in front of the old man: "Mr. Zhang, you'd better treat me first, and then you can return your apprentice's share to me later. After all, you don't have to worry about being late for a good meal."

Zhang Zhouxuan burst out laughing: "Xiao Xu, since you said that, then my old man won't be polite.
Chapter completed!