During lunch time, most of the tables in the only store have already been served.

As Luo Wanwan talked to Mayor Liu, his two sons returned and brought Luo Wanwan a bowl of hot rice.

"Freshly cooked rice, use it slowly."

The second son had heard Manager Hu say that the girl had ordered three dishes later, so he said, "This girl is not good at coming."

Now another helper comes, and it looks like he is not easy to mess with.

The second son inexplicably felt that something might happen today. Although they were the only one who was just a newcomer, they had never been afraid of this acre of land in Shenmu Town because of their wealth and wealth.

He couldn't understand why a little girl could make him feel upset. What was going on with this uneasiness?

He was actually nervous, so he simply talked less and did more, so as not to offend this aunt.

The son, who had served the rice, took a tray and wanted to remove it, but was stopped again.

This time it was not the little aunt who called him, but the cultural person wearing glasses later.

"Young man, give me a bowl, and then a pot of hot tea."

Mayor Liu really felt that they were a little negligent Luo Wanwan and served tea to guests at other tables, but there was not even a teacup on their table.

Because he felt uncomfortable, Mayor Liu put the emphasis on the end when he spoke. What else did Erzi not understand after hearing it?

He quickly lowered his head and walked back.

A little girl like a chili pepper is not enough, and another adult who looks at Sven is actually not easy to deal with!

"I have only heard of the immortal meat, but I haven't tasted it yet. Don't you mind if I try it?"

After talking to his second son coldly, Mayor Liu turned to Luo Wanwan and spoke to him in another kind look.

If Luo Wanwan hadn't known that Mayor Liu was a serious foodie, he might have really been moved by Uncle Liu's attitude.

"Please, but I keep my reservations. I think the fairy meat made by Grandpa Fang must be better than this one."

This is not Luo Wanwan's stubbornness. The plate of fairy meat in front of him is great in terms of ingredients and taste.

But Luo Wanwan has a very sensitive "high-end and sharp" tongue. She has already tasted things to a certain extent, such as the heat.

Although she didn't know how to cook the fairy meat, she could taste the only part of this plate of fairy meat. The first old soup to cook the meat was slightly worse than the heat.

So after the second braised soup was simmered, the color of the meat was slightly worse. Although the taste was not bad, it always felt that it was a little worse. And how old the meat was to be served, it was no longer as rosy as it was when it was just served.

The layman may not understand what is going on, but Luo Wanwan knows it.

When making this magical meat, I am afraid that there is one step missing, which seems simple but very critical step.

Luo Wanwan briefly picked up the above ideas and told Mayor Liu about them, which surprised him very much.

With a suspicion and confirmation attitude, Mayor Liu picked up a piece of pork belly and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully.

Luo Wanwan held his chin and watched him taste it, but he had no hope for Mayor Liu to taste it.

After all, he could tell that his performance at Lao Biao’s barbecue restaurant yesterday was a person who liked to eat, but he couldn’t be considered a person who knew how to eat.

Sure enough, when Mayor Liu swallowed the meat, he wondered: "I taste it very fragrant and it tastes good. Could it be that it is even more domineering than this fairy meat?"

Luo Wan bent his mouth and couldn't discuss the subtle flaws of such high-end dishes as fairy meat with a person who couldn't even tell the skewers.

Mayor Liu can't eat, but he is still very good at looking at people's expressions.

"It seems that you have been despised by Maruko again."

Things like Guan Wei may not exist in Mayor Liu, and when interacting with Luo Wanwan, he is more like a big friend with no temper.

"Haha, Uncle Liu, you are so funny. Actually, it's not your fault that you can't eat it. Look at the customers in this restaurant, no one of them has eaten it. Is there any customer from Shenxianju? Isn't it a difference?"

Luo Wanwan felt compassion for a moment and swept around the guests at other tables, and ordered fairy meat on almost every table.

She saw that every table was very happy to eat, which showed that most people were like Uncle Liu and couldn't make any difference.

Mayor Liu, who felt that he was not comforted, picked up another piece of it and put it in the mouth with rice. After swallowing it, he said, "You have a powerful tongue that is not exchanged for gold, which is really rare."

As a foodie, Mayor Liu, of course, hopes that he can have such a keen sense of taste, so that he can deserve the title of "Good".

Unlike now, I only know whether it is delicious or not, but I can't tell why it is delicious. The difference between delicious and super delicious is a huge difference.

"Uncle Liu, this is a talent, and you can't force it. It's already amazing to be a person who can enjoy delicious food. Let's just sit while it's hot, and you may not have much appetite later."

Luo Wanwan also pinched the chopsticks again, held his bowl of rice, and urged Mayor Liu to grasp the moment.

After all, the three dishes were served in a while, and I don’t know what the situation was.

If her speculation was correct, it would inevitably be a dispute full of gunpowder that was full of gunpowder.

Mayor Liu is not as sure as Luo Wanwan's unique thing, but seeing that the child believes so firmly, he certainly cannot question her judgment.

When the second son brought the rice and tea that Mayor Liu ordered, the two of them ate a delicious plate of fairy meat with white rice.

And the only kitchen is not as harmonious and peaceful as the store in front.

The chef frowned and stared at the things in the basin, and Manager Hu was nagging around him.

"I said Lao Xue, hurry up and beat the table outside to get rid of the difficult ones!"

Manager Hu is not polite to the chef, which is rare in most restaurants.

Generally speaking, the manager manages the front, while the kitchen is the chef's world.

The business of a restaurant mainly relies on the taste of the dishes, which makes the chef's status particularly high in a store.

But Manager Hu was not polite to the chef, but felt a little domineering.

The strangest thing is the chef, who has a tall and strong face, but he doesn't mind Manager Hu's attitude at all.

"But can this eel be used? I haven't prepared this dish today, why do you tell the customer that there is?"

The chef, who is called Lao Xue, is a little angry that Manager Hu actually ordered the dishes that he had not prepared today and forced him to make them.

The live eels that he had finally prepared from other places a while ago were really unable to keep them alive. He originally wanted to make them into toppings for employees' meals, but he forgot about it and put them aside.

Today, Manager Hu insisted that he let the stinky eels cook for a day after he died. How could this work?

The two of them were in a stalemate because of this different opinion.

Manager Hu wanted to fool Luo Wanwan and let it go. In his opinion, the chef's seasonings were heavy, so the customers couldn't taste it fresh or not.

The conscientious chef Xue Rihe firmly disagrees with Manager Hu’s idea!
Chapter completed!