ps: I have a little cold, so I took a nap in the afternoon, but it turned out to be too much. I will post a small chapter first, and there will be a big chapter in the evening:) Please bear with me. Thank you for your support, and friends who have monthly tickets, please send me a message

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This restaurant called 'Raxiang Court' is located on the edge of Chinatown Night Market. Strictly speaking, the items it sells go beyond the scope of Chinese snacks, including famous local snacks and Hainanese Chicken Rice.

' represents the essence of southern Fujian and Chaozhou cuisine, allowing Chinese, Malay, and even Arabs to find tastes that suit them here.

The exterior wall decoration of the food restaurant is very distinctive, with special tiles used to spell out plates of mouth-watering dishes. From the pictures of these dishes and the text descriptions next to them, it is not difficult to find that Xinjia Pibenbang cuisine has experienced

What a mash-up process: In this mash-up journey, Chinese food is mixed with Indian food, Indian food is mixed with Malay food, and Malay food is mixed with Arabic food. The final third-party taste is the origin of the taste of 'Singapi'

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Looking at the fragrant and colorful delicacies on the wall, not to mention Zhu Xiaohua and the others were salivating, even Zhou Yi was drooling a little.

After his cooking skills reach the ninth level, he can make the dishes of any country or region top-notch. He can instantly understand the essence of any so-called famous dish just by taking a look at it; but like these famous foreign food

After all, food is too far away from the life of Chinese people, and he would not take the initiative to learn about it, so even though he has cooking skills, he has never tasted it.

Even the God of Cooking would be very interested in food that he had never eaten or understood. Moreover, the aroma wafting from this restaurant made Zhou Yi certain that there must be a very powerful person here.

kitchen.

It's a pity that we still have to queue up. Zhu Xiaohuā counted the heads in front of him and felt a little frustrated: "Nima, there are still sixty or seventy people. Even if there are five people in a group, it will take more than ten groups, and this brother will starve to death.

Already? Third child, how about we eat somewhere else?"

"If you want to eat, just take a bite. Just eat here. Just wait in line..." Zhou Yi shook his head.

"I support Zhou Yi." "I also support..."

I still trust Zhou Yi's craftsmanship, catkin and 'huāduo'. Since he said this company is good, it must be right.

"I'll wipe it, then let's do it. I'll treat it as losing weight, buddy."

Zhu Xiaohua complained bitterly, feeling so awkward in his heart. If this were in Chudu, and Chief Zhu arrived, he would have to move out of his seat even if he didn't have any. That's great, but he still had to queue up. It was really a shame to leave his hometown.

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The rain in Xinjiapi, which has a tropical rainforest climate, is more than the tears of a soft girl. When we went to the night market just now, the rain had eased a little, but now it has become heavier again. Zhou Yi and the others were waiting in line outside the store.

The people had no choice but to hold up their umbrellas again and stop and watch in the pouring rain, hoping that the diners in the store would come out soon.

Finally, the glass door of Lexiang Pavilion was pushed open, and a fat middle-aged man walked out with his head lowered. However, when the people in line in front saw him, they booed, as if they had great contempt for him. Zhou Yi and others

It all feels very strange. Singapore's culture is a bit mixed, but it is a very clean city. Regardless of whether it is fake or not, the quality of the citizens is still very high, but to boo someone like this for no reason.

Even those little gangsters and mules in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies don’t bother to do this. What’s going on? Are they all waiting in line?

"Haha, are you two travelers from China?"

A Chinese man who was queuing up next to him laughed and said: "Don't be surprised, this man is laughed at because he doesn't know his own abilities. Don't pretend to be an expert if you don't have the ability. Everyone is queuing up, so he just pretends to be a gourmet." As a result, they were kicked out, right?"

"Brother, there must be a story in this, right?"

Zhou Yi became interested. Anyway, there was a queue, so it would be better to listen to this person talk for a few words, which would also increase his knowledge.

"Don't underestimate this store, 'Lexiangge', which has a history of more than 60 years. The founder was from Chaozhou..."

Listening to the Chinese man's story, Zhou Yi and Zhu Xiaohuā realized that this store had special rules.

Sixty years ago, a chef from Chaozhou founded this restaurant. However, the food industry in Singapore at that time was far more competitive than it is today. From the day he opened the restaurant, fellow gourmets kept coming to ruin the place. , and finally he was forced to close down his business.

However, Teochew people have always been ruthless characters who refuse to admit defeat, and this chef is even more determined. He actually spent half a year eating in various restaurants in Singapore, and finally sampled Teochew cuisine, Hokkien cuisine, and Indian cuisine. Taking advantage of various cuisines such as Ma Lai cuisine, we have developed Xinjia Pi Benbang cuisine with its own unique flavor.

Then he resumed business with a high profile, and put up a notice to actively invite gourmets and colleagues from all walks of life to 'find fault'. Only you can find out the faults of the food, and make dishes that convince him of the shortcomings of the food, 'Cause the Fragrance' Not only is your order free of charge, but you will also be escorted out of the store with gongs and drums! When this announcement was posted, countless gourmets came to challenge you, but few of them could find fault. Even though a few experts won Caitou eventually became a close friend of the founder.

Although the people who run 'Lexiang Pavilion' today are descendants of this legendary chef, they still adhere to the rules of their ancestors. I guess the fat guy just now was impatient with the queue and felt a little overweight, so he ran into the store. I tried to find fault with him, but ended up with a disgraced face and was sprayed with anger by people lining up outside the store.

"Brother, if a gourmet brings his friends, can he join us in the store?" Zhu Xiaohuā suddenly asked.

"Of course. 'Lexiang Pavilion' has a private room specially reserved for receiving gourmets and colleagues. Even ten or eight people can sit..." The Chinese man smiled and said: "But there is one thing. If you lose it, If you lose face, then everyone will lose face, so I haven’t heard of any gourmets bringing their friends.”

"That was before, isn't it happening now?"

Zhu Xiaohua said in her heart, "My mother, even if my new skin is warm, I can't help but stand in the rain all the time. Third child, this one is up to you."

"Hey, is there anyone in the store? Someone looking for trouble is here!"

Before Zhou Yi could react, the guy rushed to the front of the store in a few steps and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"This pig!"

Zhou Yi was so angry, he knew what Zhu Xiaohuā was thinking without asking him; with his tongue, he could probably tell the difference between fragrant tofu and stinky tofu, so he was definitely betraying himself again.

It was a mistake to make friends... At this point, Zhou Yi could only smile bitterly.

But now he has no choice but to stand out. A Chinese-American woman has already walked out of the "Lexiang Pavilion". She is probably the lobby manager or something, and is walking towards him under the guidance of Zhu Xiaohuā. And they meet him. He was quite polite and bowed to him with a smile: "Sir, do you want to challenge the gourmets in our restaurant?"

"Oh...it's not a challenge, it's just sharing what we have and what we don't have."

Zhou Yi is so embarrassed, what is this? (To be continued)
Chapter completed!