Tiexian heirs in the city

The business of Shu Yu's shop is very good today. Her wontons taste really good, and the price is cheap. People who come here once can easily become repeat customers.

The location here is good, and Shu Yu has very strict requirements on service. Before twelve o'clock, the store was completely full, and there were many people who took away. The waiters and chefs in the store were very busy. The employees are also collecting money non-stop, and there is no free time at all.

The wonton business is very good, and there are many orders for fried eggs of two yuan and five yuan, but Gu Zheng's eighty-eight fried eggs are extremely deserted. People ask, but no one buys.

Just like yesterday, there were doubts, ridicule, and sarcasm. Some people said that the boss here was crazy about money and deliberately created such a gimmick to deceive everyone. Whoever buys it will be fooled.

The voices of these people were so loud that even Gu Zheng standing at the door could hear them.

"Master Gu, don't worry about it. Nowadays, many people can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour. Your fried egg is really a must, we all know it!"

The waiter took advantage of going out to take out the garbage, and persuaded Gu Zheng that Gu Zheng's fried eggs have now become a scene in the store, and everyone who goes in to eat will spray a few words, as if they have encountered such a ridiculous thing .

"Thank you, I'm fine!"

Gu Zheng gave a grateful smile. He really didn't care about these people's comments. He knew very well that these rules of his were unacceptable. Since others could not accept it, there was no harm in discussing a few words.

If it were him himself, before eating the fried egg, what he said might be more radical, but he has the reputation of 'venomous tongue'.

"This is it, I found it!"

Three people with mobile phones came to the door of the store, looked up carefully at the signboard on the door of the store, and one of them said something loudly.

"Fish that eats cats?"

Gu Zheng looked at one of the three in surprise, unexpectedly met an acquaintance here, a food critic with the same profession as him, who was the middle of the three, a young man in his twenties.

"Indisputable, you are actually faster than me!"

Seeing that Gu Zheng was also shocked, Gu Zheng became confused now, and couldn't help asking: "What is faster than you?"

"Didn't you come here after reading Mubian's article, don't tell me you didn't see it, it was just a coincidence?"

Yu, who loves to eat cats, is a senior food critic. He has worked several times longer than Gu Zheng, but he does not stick to principles like Gu Zheng. He has to rely on this to make a living, unlike Gu Zheng who doesn't care about how much money he can make, so his income is also higher than Gu Zheng's.

Gu Zheng and him met at a food festival, and the two had an affair once. Fish, who loves cats, wrote a praiseful food review, but Gu Zheng was critical, and the two even argued once on the Internet.

"I really didn't see what you said, but it's not a coincidence that I'm here, I've been here all the time!"

Gu Zheng shook his head slightly, Mubian is what they call Mu Mu, Mu Mu usually writes articles, the style of writing is very good, Gu Zheng has read a lot, Mu Mu's articles are neutral, neither good nor bad, both Analyze it from other places, such as history, culture, allusions, etc. Many people like the stories she wrote.

"You have been here all the time, what does this store have to do with you?"

Yu, who loves to eat cats, asked a quick question. He came here after reading the review written by Mumu. Mumu seldom has any praise articles. This time, he not only praises, but also praises it. It's in heaven, and it's straight up calling the omelette a great work of art.

It's just an ordinary fried egg, but it's so good. Fish, who loves cats, is curious and a little unconvinced, so he came here to take a look.

"This is a shop opened by my friend!" Gu Zheng replied honestly.

"So that's how it is. Then you've eaten the fried eggs here too. Tell me with your conscience, how does it taste?"

Colleagues are enemies. Generally speaking, people with Liangzi don't read the comments written by each other unless there is a conflict in the comments, so Yu who loves cats doesn't know that Gu Zheng has been here. But your peers are also the people who know you best. Yu, who loves to eat cats, knows Gu Zheng’s personality principles very well. He is looking at him curiously at this moment, wondering how his answer will be. If Gu Zheng also agrees, then the fry here Eggs are at least not bad.

"This thing should only exist in the sky!"

After thinking about it, Gu Zheng gave an evaluation, which was extremely high, praising his fried eggs as a delicacy only in heaven.

It seems that he is right, he has not changed the sesame oil, but he has improved the eggs with fairy power, and Tiexian's cooking skills are only found in the fairy world, and his fairy power, it is said that it is completely said in the sky. past.

In their impression, isn't the fairyland in the sky, so they didn't blush after talking about Gu Zheng, and just boasted about their fried eggs.

"I'll try it and see if it's as good as you say!"

Yu, who loves to eat cats, didn't expect Gu Zheng to give such an evaluation, and he didn't talk to Gu Zheng at the door, shook his head, and took his companions into the wonton shop. Gu Zheng tidied up his clothes and prepared Go into the store to make omelettes, and when someone comes to taste omelettes, he has to go into the kitchen to make them.

"No dispute, you, you!"

Seeing Gu Zheng slowly walk into the kitchen, standing in front of the stove, Yu, who loves to eat cats, stretched out his finger, pointed at Gu Zheng in surprise, and even said two words you.

"A good food critic must also be a good cook!"

Gu Zheng said something indifferently, and then opened the fire and released the oil.

The fragrance of the oil came out in an instant, and many people in the store turned their heads. When they saw someone who came to buy eighty-eight fried eggs, they looked at it curiously, and the discussion became much less.

Picking up an egg, Gu Zheng shook his hand, cracked the egg quickly, and poured the egg liquid into the pot.

The shell of this egg is no longer as jade-like as it was yesterday. Gu Zheng didn't waste immortal power on the shell, and he didn't purify the shell. This egg shell is still an ordinary egg shell.

The aroma of oil and eggs quickly flooded every corner of the store. Whether it was eating or waiting, they couldn't help sniffing their noses. This smell is really good. You can know it just by smelling it The taste is definitely not that bad.

Stir fry and lift the pot.

Gu Zheng's movements became more proficient. This set of Tiexian's fried egg cooking skills has long been imprinted in his mind, and now it has almost become a part of his body, everything is so natural.

After more than a minute, the fried egg with white and yellow was placed on the plate and gently handed out.

Fish who love to eat cats are still a little silly. In Mumu's article, there is a description of Gu Zheng's fried eggs. Her evaluation is extremely high. She rated the process of frying eggs in the pot as the birth of an elf. The time is short, but the elf blooms Its most beautiful dance, the previously cat-eating fish scoffs at these descriptions as a little girl's romantic fantasy.

He knew Mumu's age, and it was too exaggerated for a fried egg to be called an elf.

But now, he doesn't think so anymore. Although he is not a girl like Mumu, he likes to fantasize and can imagine fried eggs as elves dancing, but he is also shocked by the process of frying eggs, at least he agrees with what Mumu said In other words, the process of frying eggs is really beautiful.