Urban Super Food City System

After thinking about it, Lao Zhao couldn't find the reason why this plate of matsutake needs wine.

Whether it's texture, taste, or the combination of nutrients.

No wine is needed for this dish.

Old Zhao had no choice but to look at Wei Suoyu nervously, and said weakly:
"Feel."

"Feeling? Hehe, now the president of the XJ City Gourmet Association actually said the word "feeling?"

Wei Suoyu smiled, very happily.

And Lao Zhao blushed a little.

What Wei Suoyu said is indeed correct. Ever since he became an F-level gourmet, he has been studying the combination of ingredients.

Whether it is from the shape of the ingredients, the nutrition of the ingredients, or the degree of heat.

You have to find a way to complement each other with the ingredients in order to spread the deliciousness.

All of these are well-founded things. No matter what kind of dish it is, you can tell the whole process from processing the ingredients to finishing the pot.

He didn't know how long he hadn't believed his own feelings.

This kind of thing from somewhere is too mysterious.

"It's because I'm not good at learning, but I really only have a feeling. I feel that this dish is missing a pot of wine."

Old Zhao still insisted on his statement. For this reason, he would rather admit that he is not good at learning.

After hearing this, Wei Suoyu put away his smile.

How could he see the way he pretended to laugh at Lao Zhao before.

Wei Suoyu didn't say much, but returned to the kitchen.

He took out two small wine glasses, as well as a jug.

The wine glass is so small that it can only hold a thumb in it.

Wei Suoyu poured wine for Lao Zhao, and the wine in the jug fell into the glass drop by drop.

The wine was very viscous and white.

After just a few drops, Lao Zhao could feel the strong aroma of the wine.

Just smelling it made him a little drunk.

Uncle Dao and Ji Qiulan, who were resting behind, also smelled the astonishing aroma of wine, and ran out one after another, looking at Wei Suoyu and Lao Zhao.

"Come and have a drink, old man?"

Wei Suoyu heard the footsteps, and also poured two glasses for the old man and Ji Qiulan.

The old man was a little embarrassed, how difficult it was to drink the wine that Wei Suoyu made himself.

In the entire XJ city, I'm afraid no one is qualified to drink the bar that Wei Suoyu brewed?
Old Zhao looked at the wine in the glass, it was as white as milk, but slightly clear.

If you look carefully, you might be able to see the bottom of the cup.

"Try again?"

Wei Suoyu said with a smile.

Old Zhao still picked up a piece of matsutake, ready to put it in his mouth.

But suddenly he was held down by Wei Suoyu.

"Drink a glass of wine first, then eat matsutake."

Wei Suoyu put the cup in Lao Zhao's hand and said softly.

At this time, Lao Zhao seemed to be in a daze, and Wei Suo wanted to do whatever he wanted.

With a sip of wine poured into his mouth, he instantly felt sober.

The cold wine swims in his mouth like a fish.

It stimulated Old Zhao's tongue and his entire mouth.

At this time, matsutake was sent into the mouth by Lao Zhao.

The fish-like wine seemed to have found a plaything, and all rushed towards the matsutake.

Finally, it converges around the matsutake.

Old Zhao took advantage of the situation and bit down.

There was only a chirping sound, matsutake was paired with wine, and it turned into a tender and juicy steak, but it was essentially different from the steak, it had a plant-like crispness.

It's just that what comes out is not gravy, but fine wine.

This taste can be described as refreshing.