Fried potatoes, tin plate tofu, toasted gluten, and three snacks in one store.

Get closer, the fragrance is the signature.

Li Nanzi, who is used to eating these snacks, can tell whether it is authentic or not, whether it is fresh or not, the hawker's techniques, the placement of utensils and other details are all based on details.

Li Nanzi held back his saliva, looked back at the hesitant Wanqi Wen slander, and said with a smile: "I wonder if the big foodies will pay attention to roadside stalls when visiting food, but many delicious foods are in inconspicuous places. Do you want to try it?"

The closer he got, the more smelled the oil smoke became. Wanqian pulled Li Nanzi aside and whispered: "Don't talk about the smell for now, will the sanitary conditions be passed?"

Delicious food and deliciousness are not only about the taste of the entrance, but the process from selection of materials to entrance is worth exploring in depth. Advanced levels, seed breeding, land selection, etc. are all considerations.

Wanqi Wen has been a commentator for so many years and has strict requirements on food. He really can't accept things made by such a small vendor.

"Fortunately, at least you can try fried potatoes." Li Nanzi paused for a moment. She found that Wanqian was expressionless and explained: "Potatoes are potatoes. I wonder if you can understand it? The potatoes are peeled and washed and fried, and there is basically no hygiene problems. As for the source of gluten and tofu, I don't know, you can ignore them!"

"You have to eat?"

Li Nanzi nodded, "I can't pose for photos and leave, right?"

Wanqi Wen frowned, and there was a pungent smell in the thick oil smoke. He turned around and coughed for a while.

Li Nanzi pinched his fingers and felt a little guilty. Isn’t this a bit like repaying kindness with grudges?

Forget it, you should be clear about good and evil in life. You cannot harm innocent people just to keep your promises to your idol. Since you are getting along with each other in a clean manner, what are you afraid of?

"In this way, you wait for me in the distance, and I will come soon! Thank you very much today. I don't owe you anymore. Please invite you to eat fish later!"

After Li Nanzi finished speaking, he found that Wanqi Wen seemed to have doubts in his eyebrows and added: "Didn't you say you came for the rumored fish shop? I'm quite familiar with Hannan's food. I know that there is a fish hotpot that tastes very good, and it may be the one you want to go to..."

Wanqi Wenji suddenly felt less uncomfortable and felt relieved. It was rare that Li Nanzi would approach him on his own initiative.

"Are you talking about Bashan Fish Mansion?"

"Yes, it seems you just want to go there! That's great, wait for me here!" After Li Nanzi said that, he walked to the stall to take a photo and ordered a fried potato.

Ten yuan per serving, the same price as iron plate tofu, can be filled with a lot in a paper bowl. The taste is good in chili and seasonings. Toasted gluten has the same gluten, many people can make the same taste, but fried potatoes, iron plate tofu cannot. Every store has the flavor of each store, the key is on the mysterious chili.

Some people say that fried potatoes are attractive, and there is a magic that is addictive because poppy powder is added to the pepper, which is very obvious to enhance the taste.

Li Nanzi is not so in-depth, she only needs to tell her fans where the food is delicious, how much it costs, and how it can be eaten.

"Boss, let's have another toasted gluten!"

"Do you only have one?" The boss glanced at Li Nanzi behind him, smiled and said nothing.

Li Nanzi turned around and found that Wanqi Wen had complained, and was immediately embarrassed to eat fried potatoes. "Why are you... coming?"

"I think you eat very well!"

"Do you want to eat?" Li Nanzi raised the paper bowl, and three long tags were tied to the leftover fried potato. She was a little nervous about Wanqi Wen's choice.

The golden strips in the paper bowl are wavy, firm and slightly crispy, slightly greasy, and each potato is covered with seasonings such as chili noodles and coriander. They look good but are not tempting.

No appetite, but curious.

Wanqi Wen took the most edge of the label, took out a piece of potato and tasted it, and frowned as he entered the mouth.

Without making any comments, Wanqi Wenzhe swallowed it slowly under the gaze of Li Nanzi, and then threw the tag into the trash can.

"How about it?"

“There are folded ear roots?”

"Well, yes!" Li Nanzi didn't understand Wanqi Wen's critique expression and turned to the boss and said, "Give two baked gluten, one of them should be burnt and crispy!"

It was obvious that the other one was criticized by Wan Qixian. After hearing this, he was mixed with emotion. At no time, he wanted to refuse so much and couldn't bear it. He was embarrassed to speak, and he didn't even dare to have a look of disgust.

Li Nanzi's emotions were written on her face. She liked these snacks very much and was very satisfied with every bite.

Wanqi Wenzhe frowned and said nothing. Sometimes he looked at the gluten that was slightly roasted on the charcoal fire, and his heart seemed to feel the roast.

"Do you still eat?"

"No, no need!"

The boss took the plastic bottled seasoning powder and asked while making it, "Girl, how spicy should it be?"

Li Nanzi smiled and asked Wanqi Wen for a complaint. He hesitated for a while and said it was a hot topic.

"The burnt one should be slightly spicy, the other one should be medium spicy!"

The pair of black cars in the field of vision shone brightly, and Wanqi Wen's savior waved at him. Seeing this, Wanqi Wen's savior finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you really eat spicy food?"

"Oh, I don't like roasted stuff. Xiaofeng eats medium and spicy food!" Wanqi Wen pointed to the boy not far away, and I believe Li Nanzi still has some impression.

Li Nanzi was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: Well, I forgot, why would he travel alone if he is so rich? Then...will I be embarrassed to treat him to a meal?

"What's wrong?"

"No... nothing, that... does he like to eat these? A single toasted gluten doesn't seem to be good!"

Wanqi Wenzhe shook his head, "He still has to drive, one is enough. Usually, I don't allow him to eat snacks!"

After this sentence, there was no other words.

After finishing the fried potato, Li Nanzi held two toasted gluten and walked out. The closer he got to Wanqian's car, the more regretted his choice.

Why do you want to invite him to dinner? Isn’t it embarrassing to be so different from you? You feel that you owe someone a favor, maybe they don’t care about these small favors at all. He also brings his assistant. Can the boss and the assistant have dinner together? Even if that’s OK, wouldn’t I be embarrassed if the assistant settles the account later?

Wanqi Wenzhen found that Li Nanzi was getting more and more dull, and asked with a smile: "Is this an assistant a bit in the way? If his existence makes you uncomfortable, I can let him go back!"

"Ah? No, no!"

"Then Miss Li is going to treat two people to dinner, and it's going to cost another money!"

Li Nanzi was stunned, then giggled. "You don't have to worry about this, as long as you two are willing!"

Wanqi Wenchen knew that there was still something not mentioned, and said calmly: "Xiaofeng is also my friend. I mostly share what I cook with him, so there is no such constraint as superiors and subordinates!"

Li Nanzi completely relaxed and smiled: "Oh, that's pretty good!"

"If Miss Li is willing, all three of us can become good friends!" Wanqi Wenzhen waved to Xiaofeng, and after he came over, he asked, "You can eat spicy food in China, right?"

Xiaofeng was a little confused and nodded. "Yes, I can still eat super spicy food!"

Li Nanzi smiled and handed the toasted gluten to Xiao Feng, and said shyly: "This toasted gluten is not bad!"

"Thank you Miss Li!" Xiao Feng took it and looked at the boss and smiled. "I haven't eaten baked gluten for a long time. This looks so tempting!"

"Then... do you like eating fish?"

Xiao Feng understood, and the boss had already said it briefly on the text message. "I like it, I am almost not picky about food. Why, does Miss Li know which good store?"
Chapter completed!