Gourmet: Gou Zai’s State Banquet Chef

Lin Mo nodded with a smile: "Okay, if I have the opportunity next year, I will sign up. The staple food is ready, and I will go to barbecue for you."

"Wait for Boss Lin, let's make it for that young man first. Anyway, we also eat the staple food, and the barbecue can be done later."

"Yes, let him do it first, it's been a long time."

Lin Mo glanced at the young man, nodded and said, "Okay."

Since the guests have said so, he naturally has no objection.

"Thank you." The young man expressed gratitude.

"It's okay, you must be hungry after waiting for so long." Ji Shengli waved his hand: "But this noodle is really delicious, you can try it later and see if it tastes the same as your hometown."

"Ok!"

Seeing that they all said it was delicious, the young man couldn't help but began to look forward to it.

After a while.

Lin Mo held the freshly made noodles and handed them to the young man.

"You are a professional, see how it tastes and give me an opinion."

"Don't dare."

The young man couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks.

He was not in a hurry to eat.

Instead, look first.

"Boss, what you're doing is our local authentic Ciwu noodles, shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables! Just for this, I'll give you a good review first."

"Okay, thank you." Lin Mo smiled and took two steps back so as not to disturb others eating.

After the young man read it, he heard it again: "Well, it's fried with lard, this step is also correct!"

"As expected of a local, an expert, you can smell it too." Ji Shengli nodded.

After distinguishing and hearing.

The young man moved his chopsticks, picked up the noodles, and put them in his mouth while they were hot.

Behind him, Qiao Weidong and the others stopped their chopsticks and looked at the young man in unison.

Would like to hear his opinion.

As a result, the young man ate it into his mouth in one gulp, chewed it twice, and then froze!

He lowered his head and stared at this bowl of noodles!

"What's the situation?" Song Qian whispered.

"I don't know." Dong Wenjie shook his head: "I feel like I was surprised."

next second.

The young man seemed unbelieving, gulped down a few more mouthfuls, and started chewing wantonly.

"Yuanyuan, I think this young man should agree?" Ji Shengli asked Fangyuan, tilting his head.

Fang Yuan said: "If I want to think, Boss Lin's noodles are made like this, it doesn't matter if it's authentic or not, as long as it's delicious."

Ji Shengli agreed: "Well, that's the truth."

The young man drank the noodle soup and swallowed the food in his mouth.

"How is it, are you satisfied with the taste?"

Lin Mo also wanted to seek professional advice.

Coincidentally, on the first day of noodle making, I met a local.

Although Lin Mo is quite professional, according to what the pastry master said, blue is better than blue.

But he doesn't know what the local taste is like, after all, he has never been there.

Therefore, the quality of the chef made him attach great importance to the young man's opinion.

Without further ado, the young man gave a thumbs up first: "Boss, you are amazing! This taste is almost exactly the same as those centuries-old brands in our town, and I even think the taste is better! Did you learn from a teacher in our hometown? !"

As soon as this word comes out.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Recognized by the locals, Bo Lin's gold-lettered signboard is firmly in the atmosphere!

"I haven't learned it, but my master went to you to learn it."

Lin Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "It seems that I have not insulted this signboard. Okay, you eat slowly, and I won't bother you."

Gain recognition.

Lin Mo was so satisfied that he went back to the kitchen to make barbecue.

The boy continued to eat noodles.

But instead of wolfing it down like before, he chewed slowly, for fear of eating too fast.

Ji Shengli and the others also chatted among themselves.

The atmosphere of the small restaurant is cozy and lazy.

Outside the door, the cold wind is expected to be chilly, but inside the store, it is like spring all the year round.

chat and chat.

suddenly!A strange sound came into everyone's ears!

"What sound?" Qiao Weidong pricked up his ears to listen.

"Someone seems to be crying, Dad?" Qiao Yingzi frowned.

"cry?"

The crowd followed the sound.

I found that in the corner, the young man was crying at some point.

Covering the upper half of his face, he opened and closed his mouth, as if trying to suppress his crying.

At this time, Lin Mo happened to walk out of the kitchen with a piece of barbecue.

Seeing this scene, he put down the barbecue and walked over.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone was quite surprised.

Ji Shengli stood up first, followed by Fang Yuan.

The two also came to the young man.

"Boy, what's the matter with you, why are you crying all of a sudden?"

The boy wiped his tears with his sleeve.

Eyes are red.

"No, sorry, I made you laugh."

"What's wrong? Is there any difficulty? Why don't you just tell us and see if we can help?" Ji Shengli immediately asked with concern.

The young man shook his head and choked with sobs: "No, it's nothing, I just felt a little homesick after eating noodles."

"Homesick!" Everyone was stunned.

"How long has it been since you came home?" Lin Mo handed over a few tissues.

Perhaps it stirred the deepest heartstrings, the young man's facial muscles twitched a little.

He trembled slightly and said, "Three years."

"Three years? So long?!" Song Qian couldn't understand.

"What kind of job? You haven't been home for three years?" Fang Yuan was puzzled.

"It's just a normal part-time job. During the Chinese New Year, I can earn more. I think I can go back when I have time. But every time I want to go back, I always encounter problems and can't go back. It dragged on for three years."

After the young man finished speaking, he looked at Lin Mo: "I thought that you, the boss, are not like us, and the taste of the food will not be authentic.

Unexpectedly, far away in the capital, you can still have a taste of authentic hometown noodles.Thank you, boss, to be honest, I almost forgot the taste of my hometown. "

Speaking of this, tears welled up in his eyes again.

The boy quickly wiped it with a paper towel.

And his words moved everyone.

Dong Wenjie, Liu Jing, Song Qian, and Qiao Yingzi all had red eyes.

A stranger in a foreign land alone.

I worked outside the home for three years and couldn't go home.

It's embarrassing to think about it.

It's no wonder that a bowl of noodles from my hometown evokes my thoughts.

"Oh, this is nostalgia." After hearing this, Ji Shengli couldn't help but sigh.

"Nostalgia I've read.

When I was little

Homesickness is a small stamp

I'm here

Mother over there

When I grow up

Homesickness is a narrow ticket

I'm here

The bride is over there..."

Fang Yifan began to recite.

Dong Wenjie patted him, signaling to shut up.

"I'm sorry, I really made you laugh." The young man said again with shame.

"It's okay, it's not easy to work hard outside, we fully understand." Ji Shengli said.

"Yeah, I'll go home when I have time. If you really don't have time, come here to eat a bowl of noodles and relieve your homesickness." Fang Yuan also said.

"Eating noodles can't relieve homesickness. If you want to relieve homesickness, go home. Whether you have money or not, go home often."

"Yes, Boss Lin is right. If you have money or not, go home and have a look."

"If you don't go home for three years, your parents must miss you to death."

Everyone, you say a word to me.

The young man pursed his lips and nodded heavily.

"Go home for the New Year this year!"

……

Until watching the other party disappear into the night.

Ji Shengli is still sighing: "It's really not easy for young people nowadays."

Lin Mo agreed: "Young people nowadays are already tired just from being alive."

"That's a little extreme." Ji Shengli paused, then changed the topic: "Boss Lin, are you tired?"

"Me?" Lin Mo shook his head: "I'm not tired. Or... I'm already tired."

"That sounds meaningful."

Ji Shengli always felt that the young man in front of him had an inexplicable special temperament.

Lin Mo was noncommittal, and suddenly pointed behind him: "Ji Qu, I think if you delay for a while, I'm afraid you won't even be able to eat meatballs."