When the old blacksmith entered the shop, the first thing he saw was the menu price list standing directly above the counter.
Saliva chicken, five hundred wen.
Lamb chop stew, consistently.
Sweet and sour fish, 700 wen.
Dongpo meat, 700 Wen.
Crispy tofu, 300 wen.
One of the best, two hundred texts.
The menu seems to be written casually, although it is neat, but the order is not regular, and the price is not generally from low to high or from high to low, just so randomly marked on a black wooden board.
The black background and white characters are very eye-catching, all of which are new things that Feng Cai has not seen before.
Feng Cai's eyes looked at the small blackboard, and soon saw the price mark of the lamb chop pot, and was startled by the word "consistent" written on the back of it.
"Li Gongzi, you're not joking, right, you always pay for one dish?"
Feng Cai was so shocked that he shuddered, and couldn't help but ask Li Fengman out loud.
Li Fengman nodded with a smile: "It has always been a dish, Tong Su is not bullied, and there is no two prices." ” "But Shopkeeper Feng doesn't have to worry, I'm not a bandit's den here, the price is clearly marked, no stealing, no robbing, no persecution, guests are welcome to enter the store, if you don't want to eat, you can leave at any time, there will be no problems."
Feng Cai was stunned, it doesn't seem that the focus of my speech is this, right?
One of your dishes here is almost equal to a month's income from the old man's blacksmith's shop, okay?
Who can afford such a high price of food?
In the end, it's a young man, I can't wait to be able to become a fat man in one bite of anything, and I can get rich overnight, this kid's brain is very good, but it's obviously useless in the right place.
No wonder Zhang Sanliang bit ten pieces of money just now and didn't let go, and after making trouble for a long time, it turned out that the problem was on this menu.
People are looking at the order of food, and they thought they had met a big fat sheep and wanted to slaughter a batch, but they kicked it on the iron plate and even kicked their legs.
I have to say that the brain is a good thing, and you must not forget to bring it when you go out.
At this time, Genfu's figure flickered, and then he rushed back to the counter, sitting up straight like a dog, and his eyes swept towards the door from time to time.
Fourteen beggars wept and wailed, but none of them sympathized, and they were piled up like arhats, and many of them had their right legs twisted in irregular shapes.
In the hotel, except for the old blacksmith Feng Cai, who was invited in by Li Fengman, there was no guest, who had just witnessed a one-sided brawl, and Genfu's murderous image had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and with him sitting in it, no one dared to enter the store for a while.
After about a quarter of an hour, the wailing outside came to an abrupt end, and the fourteen beggars all disappeared without a trace, as if in an instant.
Genfu was also aware of it in the store, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't mean to get up and go out, compared to those inconsequential thugs, the safety of their young master and the hotel seemed to be more important.
"It's coming, it's coming!"
Li Fengman's voice came from the back kitchen, and then the door of the back kitchen was opened, and Li Fengman walked out of it with one hand holding two plates of meat and one vegetable and a large bowl of rice.
"Braised pork, crispy tofu, please taste it at Shopkeeper Feng!"
Gently placing the food on the tray on the table in front of Feng Cai, Li Fengman softly named the names of the two dishes.
Homemade braised pork, crispy tofu.
The two dishes had a faint but resilient aroma that washed over and over again the tip of the old blacksmith's nose and taste buds, and the saliva in his mouth swallowed again and again.
"This braised pork, but is it the Dongpo pork written on it?"
Feng Cai drooled, looked at the sugar-colored square pieces of meat, and couldn't help but ask Li Fengman out loud.
The crispy tofu menu is clearly written, and a plate costs 300 wen.
And this braised pork, there doesn't seem to be a label on the menu, only one Dongpo pork is somewhat similar to it.
And the price of Dongpo meat is 700 Wen, so after calculating it, doesn't he have the usual cost of this meal?
Li Fengman nodded lightly and explained: "Braised pork is another name for Dongpo meat, and it is a secret dish of the restaurant. ” "Believe me, there is no meat dish in the world that can satisfy your appetite more than this braised pork, I am sure you will like it."
Feng Cai heard a little trembling, a dish of seven hundred yuan, no matter how much he bragged about it, it was not too much.
I didn't expect that his old blacksmith would be able to be so generous in his life, and he could eat the same amount of money for one meal!
"Shopkeeper Feng is a friend of a certain and the first guest of the shop, so he decided that in addition to this meal, in addition to my treat, in the future, all shopkeepers Feng come to the store to eat, they will enjoy a 50% discount."
Li Fengman sent another wave of benefits, Feng Cai was flattered, and hurriedly got up to thank him.
Even if it is a 50% discount, it is impossible for him, a small blacksmith shop owner, to afford to eat all of them.
"Li Gongzi's craftsmanship, a certain is trustworthy, just a glance at these two dishes, a certain can't help but drool, I taste it, I taste it!"
Feng Cai was already a little impatient, picked up his chopsticks, and went straight to the crystal clear braised pork.
Authentic Dongpo meat, taken from either the tip of the pig's hind arm, or the pig's intercostal meat, layer by layer, fat and thin, fat and thin, fat and thin, soft and delicious.
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Li Fengman here is to take the boutique route, so the selected ingredients are the best part, Dongpo meat with pork belly, all are the hind arm parts of the pig, fat and thin, there are as many as seven layers, it is the best of the pork belly.
With such pork belly, the taste of Dongpo meat can reach the best, and the gods will not be able to take a step in the mouth.
"Huh?!"
Feng Cai's eyes widened, and he stood up suddenly, the pieces of meat in his mouth kept chewing, chewing faster and faster, and in the end, the upper and lower jaws were like a small electric motor, and the frequency was extremely fast.
"It's so delicious, the old man has lived for nothing in the past fifty-three years!"
"How can it be so delicious in this world?
Why didn't I get it a few years earlier?
” "Woo woo woo ......"
Brush Brush Brush!
After a few long whistles, Feng Cai's chopsticks flew like flying, and regardless of the hot mouth, more than ten pieces of braised pork that were dripping red and dripping all entered his stomach in less than two minutes.
The old blacksmith's eyes were full of tears, and his face was happy and reminiscent.
This is the best in the world, this is the real meat!
The food he used to eat was all pig food!
"Seven hundred wen!
It's only 700 texts!
” Feng Cai couldn't help but shout, ashamed of his previous shallow knowledge, opened his eyes, bowed to Li Fengman and apologized: "It was the old man who was wrong before, it was me who was blind, just like the frog at the bottom of the well, I can only see the little bit of heaven and earth at the mouth of the well." ” "I just saw the price of the vegetables marked by the son, and the old man was still criticizing it in his heart, thinking that the son was crazy about money, and he was stunned.
Now it seems that it is me who is stunned, I don't know the size of the world, and I don't know that the craftsmanship of the son is like a god!
” "Such an extreme delicacy, not to mention 700 Wen, even 700 or 70 Wen, it is not too much!
To be able to eat such delicious dishes in this life, the old man is dead, and it is worth it!
” Outside the door, the passers-by who watched the excitement had not yet dispersed, and when they saw such an exaggerated performance of the old blacksmith, they couldn't help but take a step back in unison, frightened.