Gourmet: Gou Zai’s State Banquet Chef

It's easier to tear it apart.

Sometimes I have to admire the ancients, they really know how to eat.

After peeling off fifty catties of spring bamboo shoots one by one, Lin Mo put the skins of the bamboo shoots into a large basin, filled with water, and soaked them first.

Ready to take it out to dry tomorrow.

Before I knew it, it was almost nine o'clock.

Lin Mo stretched his waist and walked out of the kitchen, ready to drink some water and rest before opening the door for business.

Today is a busy day, like a spinning top.

There is no time to brush up on short videos.

Walking to the lobby, Lin Mo looked up, but saw many people at the door.

"What's the situation? Is there a fight outside?"

Lin Mo Qiang Qiang ran over to watch the fun.

"Clap" sound.

The door opened, and Lin Mo looked out with his little hands in his pockets.

Where are you fighting?

No!

But he saw a group of people's eyes swish, and they rushed towards him.

"Oh, the door is finally open, boss! All the flowers I've been waiting for are gone!"

"Yeah, I've been waiting for two hours!"

Lin Mo was stunned: "Are you here for supper?"

"Yup!"

Dozens of people spoke in unison!

Deafening.

"Fuck!"

Lin Mo secretly spat.

"Boss, let's go in! It's freezing outside!"

Dozens of people swarmed into the store.

The originally empty lobby couldn't stand up for a moment, and some people still sat on the second floor.

"Boss, if I want to order noodles, I will order the noodles on the Internet."

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"No, wait a minute, can you tell me what happened, the meeting on the Internet. Why do I feel like you have an appointment with me?"

"Boss, don't you know that you are popular on the Internet?"

"I'm on fire?"

"Look!" Dozens of people took out their mobile phones to play a video, and the voices of the people in the lobby erupted one after another in an instant.

People who listen to it hurt their brains.

Lin Mo took one casually and read it again.

shocked!

"Who took this video, how did it get posted on the Internet!?"

"So you don't know, this video is so popular that it even rushed to the eighth spot on the hot search list."

Lin Mo: "..."

Check out the camera angle of this video...

Wait!

A person suddenly appeared in Lin Mo's mind.

——Fang Yifan!

It must be this brat, who likes to take pictures everywhere when he has nothing to do.

"Okay." But Lin Mo was even more curious: "My store is not in this video, how do you know about my store?"

"What age is the boss, don't doubt the power of netizens!"

"That's right! Boss, we are all hungry, let's make noodles!".

"Yes!"

Lin Mo has a big head.

But since you're here, there's nothing you can do about it, so let's do it.

"My store opens at 9 o'clock, and there are still more than ten minutes before the official opening. How about you tell me what you want to eat first? But the food in my store is limited. I think there are at least 30 people here. I only It can make 24 bowls of noodles, and there are only so many raw materials, and the rest include egg fried rice and barbecue. Now you can make an order, and I will write the order.”

Lin Mo took out the pen and paper.

"I want to meet!"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"I want egg fried rice!"

"I want an egg fried rice and a barbecue!"

Lin Mo's pen was smoking.

In the end, the 24 bowls of noodles were wiped out, along with 15 bowls of egg fried rice and [-] barbecues.

"Okay, sit down and I'll start when the time is up."

Looking at the dense, long string of orders.

Lin Mo's heart twitched!

Fang Yifan!

I***

(There is silence here...)

Chapter 68 Are You Happy?I'm happy Kunkun I'm happy!

After Lin Mo entered the kitchen, he began to prepare the corresponding ingredients, starting the pot for the pot, and boiling the hot water for the pot.

By the way, he greeted Fang Yifan again.

It seems that a notice will be posted in the future, and it is strictly forbidden to shoot in this shop.

As soon as nine o'clock arrived, Lin Mo took a deep breath and opened the pot on time!

Accompanied by side dishes, rolled into the oil pan and stir-fried.

A scent also spread from the kitchen.

The fireworks are on again!

Customers in the lobby, please tell me what you say.

They are all looking forward to the bowl of fairy noodles that can evoke nostalgia for others on the Internet.

Soon the first bowl of noodles was brought out by Lin Mo and handed over to the first customer who placed an order.

In an instant, everyone gathered.

"This is noodles, wow, it looks so good!"

"Why are these noodles so thick? It's similar to the hand-rolled noodles in our hometown, but our hand-rolled noodles are not made in this way."

"How about a taste?"

"Wait a minute, don't eat, I'll take a picture first!"

The little girls picked up their mobile phones one after another, took pictures and sent them to Moments.

"Ciwu noodles should be eaten while they are hot, they won't taste good if they are too late!"

Lin Mo's voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay, okay, stop taking pictures, I want to eat noodles!"

Hearing this, the boy ordering noodles quickly picked up his chopsticks, picked up a big chopstick, and stuffed it into his mouth!

Watch him keep chewing.

People around quickly asked: "How is it? How does it taste? You talk, don't just eat!"

The young man swallowed the noodles in one gulp, tears of happiness almost burst out: "Oh my god! What is this? This is too delicious!"

People around: "..."

At this time, Lin Mo brought out another bowl of noodles.

"Whose is the second bowl? Zhang Jiadong, who is Zhang Jiadong?!"

"I! I am!"

"Come, come, take it away!"

The young man named Zhang Jiadong hurried over to take the face.

"I'll call the number later, and whoever I call will come and get it, otherwise the efficiency will be too low!"

"Okay! Boss, you are responsible for calling the number. We will come and get it. If it doesn't work, we can come to the kitchen to get it!"

Lin Mo nodded and went back to the kitchen to continue making noodles.

"How do you like the taste?"

"Fuck! This side is perfect! It's really not a lie!"

After being verified by two people in a row, the others salivated.

"Zhang Meili, who is Zhang Meili?"

"Yes, I am here!"

……

"He Wuqi!"

"exist!"

Upon hearing the name, the others were stunned: "Brother, is your name nuclear weapon?"

"I'm He from Shanren, Wu from martial arts, Qi from Monkey King!"

"Ooh. I thought it was a nuclear weapon."

"Me too."

The crowd could not laugh or cry.

……

"Gou Dongxi... who is Dongxi?!"

.

"At this!"

A little girl weakly raised her hand.

Looking at the surprised eyes of the people around her, the little girl sniffed and said, "My surname is Gou, and I am Gou after the life and death of the Gou Li Country! Dongxi is a seven-character verse written by Mei Yaochen, a poet of the Song Dynasty!"

Everyone suddenly said: "So cultured!"