Chapter 161 Taste the Food
Hearing Yan Liluo's words, he smiled helplessly. However, Yan Liluo's words were indeed correct. Even in the 21st century, some people cannot accept food like preserved eggs, let alone
This is a person with old ideas, but Song Zhaozhao couldn't accept this preserved egg when he ate it for the first time. When the preserved egg first entered his mouth, the strange texture was beyond words.
Indescribable.
But later on, as I get used to eating it, many people don’t realize the joy of preserved eggs, especially the preserved eggs used to make preserved egg and lean meat porridge, which is even more delicious.
"How about you, how do you like the taste of this preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"
Just when Song Zhaozhao asked the question, Lu Jinmo had just finished taking a sip of the preserved egg and lean meat mix.
Lu Jinmo was seen frowning, squinting his eyes, and his facial expression was indescribably rich.
"Little tailor, you think this preserved egg and lean meat porridge is delicious, but why does it have an indescribable taste?"
"Yes, girl, Miss Jinmo is right, why does this smell so weird?"
Although Song Qilu and Shao Qingyuan who were sitting nearby did not say anything, after Lu Jinmo and Zi Fen finished speaking, they both nodded in agreement.
Before Song Zhaozhao did the preserved egg and lean meat group, he had already guessed that everyone would have such a reaction, but this reaction was indeed correct.
"This preserved egg, you may not think it tastes weird, but once you get used to eating it, you will definitely be addicted to preserved eggs."
When everyone heard Song Zhaozhao's words, they were unable to refute it. However, among the group of people, Lu Chenmo was the most happy to drink preserved egg and lean meat porridge. It wasn't that Lu Chenmo liked it that much. He felt like drinking other
People are all the same, but this preserved egg and lean meat porridge was made by Song Zhaozhao. Even if it tastes bad and difficult to swallow, he, Lu Chenmo, will drink it clean.
Who told it to be Song Zhaozhao?
"After you finish drinking the preserved egg and lean meat porridge, next, I will introduce to you the preserved egg's brother, the salted duck egg."
Seeing that everyone had almost finished their porridge, Song Zhaozhao continued to introduce the following ingredients.
"What?"
"Salted duck eggs?"
"Girl, what is this?"
"Yes, Miss Zhaozhao."
"Little girl, why are you selling this?"
After hearing what Song Zhaozhao said, everyone was so surprised that they couldn't shut their mouths, but Lu Chenmo was the only one who was very calm and did not react at all, because he knew that Song Zhaozhao, a clever little guy, must have caught him by surprise.
Lu Chenmo drank the preserved egg and lean meat porridge calmly. Of course, at this time, he did not forget to watch everyone's reactions.
Song Zhaozhao looked at everyone's reactions and couldn't help but smile. If Song Zhaozhao had a camera or a mobile phone now, anything that could take pictures, Song Zhaozhao would definitely record everyone's expressions. It was really funny.
Song Zhaozhao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, you heard it right, they are salted duck eggs, but this salted duck egg is completely different from the preserved eggs you just ate."
"Girl, what do you mean?"
Song Zhaozhao smiled proudly: "You will know once you taste it."
Hearing what Song Zhaozhao said, coupled with Song Zhaozhao's mysterious expression, everyone was aroused by Song Zhaozhao's interest.
Everyone picked up the salted duck eggs and peeled them, wanting to eat the salted duck eggs immediately.
Seeing this, Song Zhaozhao quickly stopped everyone: "Oh, wait a minute!!!"
When everyone saw Song Zhaozhao blocking him in such panic, they were too frightened to move.
"Little tailor, what's the matter?"
"Yes, girl."
"Little girl, you scared me to death. Did you make a mistake in eating this salted duck egg? Did you ask me to eat the duck egg with its skin?"
Yan Liluo was a little panicked and frightened.
Song Zhaozhao shook his head with a smile and waved his hands: "No, no, it's because when eating salted duck eggs, you should just eat them with this steamed bun, otherwise it will be a little salty."
When everyone heard what Song Zhaozhao said, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Little girl, do you want to scare us to death?"
Hearing what Yan Liluo said, Song Zhaozhao smiled awkwardly.
Everyone followed Song Zhaozhao's instructions and ate a bite of salted duck eggs and a bite of steamed buns.
"Hmm~~~This salted duck egg is more delicious than the preserved egg and lean meat porridge just now. Little girl, this is good."
"Yes, little tailor, I like this salted duck egg."
Zi Fen too, nodded repeatedly while eating, indicating to Song Zhaozhao that he liked the salted duck eggs.
Song Qilu and Shao Qingyuan also ate bite after bite.
As for Lu Chenmo, although he didn't speak, Song Zhaozhao saw the faint smile on Lu Chenmo's face. Song Zhaozhao could tell that Lu Chenmo also liked this salty duck egg.
But it seems that Lu Chenmo likes everything Song Zhaozhao makes.
"Okay, I've finished tasting the salted duck eggs. Next, I want to introduce the next dish. The next dish is this - short crispy pork in sour soup."
Song Zhaozhao pushed the small crispy pork in sour soup in front of everyone.
Everyone saw the crispy pork in sour soup that Song Zhaozhao pushed forward. It looked good in color, so everyone took a bite.
"Yeah~~ It's sour and spicy, I can still eat it."
"Yes, it's delicious. This is even more delicious than the salted duck eggs just now."
"Yeah yeah."
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After everyone finished eating the crispy pork in sour soup, you talked to each other.
When Song Zhaozhao saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel very happy.
"Okay, okay, you guys, eat less."
"Little girl, you're not reluctant, are you? Why do you want us to eat less?"
Yan Liluo, who was enjoying his meal, heard Song Zhaozhao's words and had to ask clearly.
Song Zhaozhao: ""
This Yan Liluo is really
Song Zhaozhao smiled helplessly: "What can I be reluctant to do? I originally made this. If I want to eat it, I can just make it again. I asked you to eat less so that you can give it to your stomach.
Leave a little bit of space."
"Leave a little space?"
Although Yan Liluo was confused, he didn't stop talking at all.
Song Zhaozhao smiled: "Nuo, this, three delicacies, and another dish."
Song Zhaozhao said, pushing Di Sanxian to the position where the crispy pork in sour soup was just now, allowing Di Sanxian to successfully replace the crispy pork in sour soup.
Chapter completed!