Chapter 416 Nanzhi’s favorite...
Three minutes are up.
The food is almost the same.
Nanzhi came out using the bathroom as an excuse and is going back now.
She said hurriedly to Lu Shixu:
"You are leaving for the airport at 1:30? It seems that I can't see you off. Be careful on the road. See you in two days!"
Before Lu Shixu could answer, she turned around and hugged Nan Yi again, and before him A kiss on the forehead.
“Eat slowly, don’t be in a hurry.”
Nanyi: “Yeah, yeah, yeah!”
Nanzhi’s back disappeared like a gust of wind.
If it weren't for the fragrance floating in the air, people would really doubt whether she had been here.
Lu Shixu sighed silently.
I turned my head and saw Nan Yi’s lively little face showing off proudly.
His eyes stayed on Nan Yi’s forehead for a particularly long time.
Nanyi noticed and raised his chin, as proud as a little tiger:
"Yeah! Mom likes me the most!"
I used to think Nan Yi's behavior was childish and funny, but now, Lu Shixu is really a little bit sour.
Okay, Nanzhi likes Nanyi the most, so he can always be ranked second...tied for second...right?
Probably due to the comfort of her mother's kiss, Nan Yi was in a good mood, and she was able to greet Lu Shixu:
"Sit down, this is the chickpea pudding made by my mother, it is particularly delicious!"
Lu Shixu sat down as instructed.
He lowered his head and looked at the small bowl of chickpea pudding in front of him.
Obviously there are many dishes on the table, rich and soft like Wanfu pork, crisp and refreshing like fried double crisp in oil... But these are not as good as this bowl of ordinary-looking chickpea pudding in front of me.
The empty space after Nanzhi left seemed to be filled bit by bit by the aroma of this bowl of chickpea flowers until there was no gap left.
This reminded Lu Shixu of the whole process of Nanzhi making chickpeas that he saw on the live broadcast. With such meticulousness and attentiveness, the whole dish was her trademark.
His heartstrings couldn't help but be plucked. He gently picked up the spoon and took a spoonful of soup first.
Extremely clear, as if it was not soup, but sparkling lake water from the Tianshan Mountains.
Putting the soup into your mouth is like putting all the deliciousness of the entire lake into your mouth. The pure, careful and fresh taste is undoubtedly the ultimate experience in the world.
It makes people forget about the world and cleanse their souls.
At this time, take another bite of chickpea pudding.
It slides into the mouth like condensed agar, so fresh and tender, as if it were nothing, and it soothes the mouth and esophagus wherever it passes.
Due to his busy work and irregular diet, Lu Shi suffered from stomachaches one after another.
But after eating such a bowl of chickpeas, all the diseases in his body seemed to disappear.
The enjoyment of such a clear spiritual platform and forgetting all past troubles has gone beyond the scope of ordinary delicious food, but has reached a new realm.
Lu Shixu suddenly felt that Nanzhi was not a chef, but an artist.
For the umpteenth time, he was impressed by her talent and craftsmanship.
Nanyi glanced at his expression:
"How is it, is it delicious? The chickpea pudding made by mom is great!"
Lu Shixu nodded solemnly.
Father and son rarely agreed, so the atmosphere gradually became harmonious and friendly.
When the chickpea flowers are finished and they are eating other dishes, they will talk about other things, such as things about Nanzhi.
When they talk about Nazhi, they have endless topics to talk about, and their relationship becomes infinitely closer.
Finally... they look like a real father and son.
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At the same time. Like Lu Shixu, there was another person who was undergoing the baptism of taste.
That’s right, it’s Lao Liang who was here yesterday but unfortunately couldn’t eat the chickpea pudding.
Although Lao Liang scolded Wang Yong yesterday, Wang Yong finally helped him reserve a box and a reservation for Chickpea Flowers.
So Lao Liang called his two friends from yesterday and sat in the same box as yesterday. Even the position was the same as yesterday!
My friend joked: "I thought it was night instead of day! It's completely happening again!"
But Lao Liang shook his head and said differently: "My mood is different."
When I came yesterday, I was bored and uninterested.
But now, I am full of expectations!
During the waiting time, Lao Liang thought of the grand occasion downstairs:
“I didn’t expect that the business at noon would actually be better than at night! It seems that Yongnian Building is really getting better again. ! ”
A writer friend who knew the specific situation said:
"I dare say that 80% of the people here come here for the variety show. I think, after the team leaves, this Yongnian Building will still return to its old state. ."
Lao Liang was particularly surprised:
"What variety show?"
The writer friend was speechless:
"Didn't I tell you yesterday? Have you forgotten?"
Lao Liang nodded honestly:
"Well, I didn't listen carefully. What happened?"
The writer friend had no choice but to tell everything about "Cub" and Nanzhi.
While talking, I sighed:
"I had heard about her golden egg fried rice before, but most people around me didn't take it seriously, thinking it was another variety show hype. Later she opened a shop, and even Zhu Jin ate there, and she even She was featured in Director Zhong’s new documentary! Later, she reproduced the Wang Chuan Tu sample in the show. Now, she has made the best chicken bean curd... Now everyone in the circle is discussing which family she is a descendant of. At such a young age, she can actually reach the level of those who are the masters of cooking! This is not a genius, but a monster!"
Old Liang said slowly, word by word:
"So she is. I am only in my 20s this year..."
"Yes! Very young!"
Old Liang was dumbfounded.
Just then, the chickpea flowers arrived.
A light but soul-piercing fragrance drifted in...
That's right!
That’s it!
Lao Liang felt as if he had returned to Sichuan in a trance, the scene of eating chicken bean curd for the first time in Mr. Jiang’s restaurant.
He had little experience at the time and had never seen chicken bean curd. He was also surprised that ordinary bean curd was served in such a beautiful blue and white porcelain bowl, and he didn't take it seriously at all.
But the more he ignored it, the stronger the contrast became, so that the taste was engraved in his mind and became a taste that he could never forget.
Now, the smell in this memory has spread again, affecting thousands of his thoughts.
When the chicken bean curd was served in front of him, Lao Liang took a deep breath.
He picked up the spoon, scooped it up, and ate it as he had done thousands of times in the past.
Snap.
Crack.
The writer friend next to him stood up in shock:
"Old Liang! You, why are you crying!"
Old Liang raised his hand to wipe his face in surprise, only to realize that he Already in tears.
Being stared at by two friends, he was not embarrassed, but sighed sadly:
“I just didn’t expect that I could still taste the taste in my memory.”
The biggest regret as a diner What is it.
Those delicacies that are imprinted on the soul will disappear and change their taste with the passage of time and the joys and sorrows of the world, and finally become eternal regrets.
But now, his regret was made up for by this bowl of chickpea pudding.
(End of this chapter)