Gourmet of Another World Chapter 627: From Owner Bu’s **
The scent is rolling and the nose is coming. .
Teng Teng's hazy hot air rises from that dish, and it's extremely veiled, covering people's eyes.
Yang Meiji sniffed the scent. whole body was a little suffocated. Her pupils narrowed, her mouth was slightly open, and the pores all over her body were spread out.
"Familiar taste Ah... ..."
Yang Meiji smelled the taste, and before she started eating, her eyes were red. This taste has not appeared in her heart for a long time. She has almost forgotten that it is hidden deep in her mind. Memories.
This smell ... let her sink.
"Lao Yang, you order Red Braised Pork, give it a try, today's special method culinary arts." Bu Fang opened a chair, sat in the position, raised his eyes, exhaled lightly, Road.
Yang Meiji returned to her heart, tremblingly picked up the chopsticks, and looked at the rosy Red Braised Pork, which seemed to reflect the light, and couldn't help swallowing.
The Red Braised Pork is clamped by chopsticks, then the meat quality is slightly compact. With such a clip, red oil overflows from it and flows down.
This familiar texture ... Yang Meiji's heart trembled with during battle.
Pick up Red Braised Pork and put it in your mouth. The closer you get to your mouth, the more panicky you get.
She was afraid that when she entered, she would conflict with the taste in her memory, and let her look forward to it.
However, the result is exactly the opposite.
A mouthful of Red Braised Pork. When the teeth are biting down in the mouth, the teeth bite the tender spirit beast meat, and the pores are tightened at this moment.
This feels very wonderful, this taste is very familiar!
Yang Meiji ate, ate ... The tears that flowed from the corner of her eyes were flowing down.
Yang Meiji touched her face for a moment, she didn't know when she was crying.
The taste in memory overlaps with the taste of Red Braised Pork.
The taste that has been hidden in the depths of the memory has been thoroughly tossed out and permeated Yang Meiji's mouth.
Yang Meiji whole body is also deeply remembered by that wrap up.
...
A day of heavy snow.
A sturdy little girl snorted and ran back with her feet scattered from the outside. She squinted her eyes, her face was slightly reddish with the heavy snow, and her spots appeared.
hair is chaotic, with big eyes dripping straight.
Cloud Mist Restaurant stands in the wind and snow, snow is blowing outside the house, the inside is steaming and hot.
aroma is permeated in the restaurant. Diners are sitting at the table with smiles on everyone's face. While chatting, they use chopsticks to pick up the dishes and mouth to stuff.
The oil splashed and the heat was rising.
The fiery sensation caused the little girl to take a slight sip, and the corners of her mouth widened, revealing a knowing smile.
The curtain of the kitchen was lifted, a burly figure came out of the kitchen, wearing a slightly oily skirt, and wiping off the water stains in his hand, the burly man looked at the girl with a smile.
The girl opened her eyes wide and ran towards the burly man.
He rushed to the man and hugged the burly man's thigh.
Although the man looks rude, he carefully arranges the messy hair for the little girl. After rubbing the latter's head, he turns into the kitchen.
In a few moments, the kitchen curtain is opened again, aroma blows his nose.
The burly man is holding a plate of Red Braised Pork, so hot that the little girl almost has to look at it.
Since finding a place to sit, the little girl clumsily held chopsticks and started to pinch Red Braised Pork to her mouth stuff. Her mouth was full of oil.
The little girl was full of joy. She stretched out her sleeves and wiped her mouth with the red oil, which made the little girl look like an Little Hua cat.
In the distance, the burly man smiled softly, watching the little girl happily eating Red Braised Pork, opening the curtain, and then he got into the kitchen again.
The little girl tilted her head and watched the burly man enter the kitchen. With a smile, she continued to deal with Red Braised Pork.
Open your mouth, and a piece of meat will go to your mouth stuff.
...
Yang Meiji cried silently, while eating meat, she cried, and the big tears of beans continued to fall down.
The memories in her heart almost drowned Yang Meiji completely, and the feeling made her feel as if her heart had been stung, and she wanted to cry.
Bu Fang sat opposite and looked at Yang Meiji silently. He didn't speak and didn't want to speak.
It's just that I'm quite emotional. No wonder this woman will grow so strong. If she grows up eating meat every day, can she not gain weight!
This is a woman with a story!
Bu Fang raised his hand, white and slender, shining the light of the setting sun, making his palms shine like first level.
Looking at his own hand, Bu Fang's mouth cornered slightly.
This is a pair of magical hands, which can make culinary arts move the cuisines.
The magical exactly of cuisines lies in that it can not only satisfy people's appetite, but also satisfy people's spiritual and emotional needs.
Some memories of cuisines and dishes are almost impossible to reproduce. The taste of the deep memory is difficult to eat for the second time in a lifetime.
Sometimes, emotions are with cuisines mixed, which makes people's mood more difficult to suppress.
Bu Fang today used a special and simple method culinary arts to Red Braised Pork, because he knew that Yang Meiji's memory should have a memory belonging to Red Braised Pork.
According to Yang Meiji himself, the original owner of Cloud Mist Restaurant, also the father of precisely Yang Meiji, a master of exactly culinary arts Red Braised Pork, Red Braised Pork has always been Cloud Mist Restaurant's signature dish.
So Bu Fang uses the notation culinary arts to express the feeling of home cooking.
Although there may be some differences in taste with Red Braised Pork of Yang Meiji's father culinary arts.
But this gap can be bridged with just a touch of memory.
"Why is this feeling so familiar! It seems like my father's taste ..." Yang Meiji rubbed her eyes with tears, stuffed the last piece of Red Braised Pork in the plate into her mouth, and whispered.
She looked at Bu Fang, her eyes were very emotional and sad.
Although they are like, they are not.
His father is dead, the taste in his memory has completely disappeared.
"This is just a simple Red Braised Pork. I don't know what your father's Red Braised Pork tastes like." Bu Fang looked at Yang Meiji and said lightly.
Yang Meiji raised her head and frowned.
"But ... this tastes really alike."
"Is the charm of precisely cuisines any more amazing?" Bu Fang said slightly.
Yang Meiji licked the Sauce in the plate, raised his head, looked at Bu Fang, shook his fist, and nodded his head seriously.
"Magic!"
Bu Fang raised her eyebrows and pulled the corner of her mouth again.
“Since it ’s so amazing and cuisines is so attractive, do you want to learn it? Do you want to eat this delicious flavor that you will remember every day?”
Yang Meiji stunned.
The Little Yōu sitting on the Netherworld boat with white and delicate's long legs is also stunned.
Floating wings on the ground, Small Eight walking around with chicken legs, also raised his head.
"Do you mean to let me learn to cook?" Yang Meiji stared, looking at Bu Fang inconceivably.
Oh my god, why did Bu Fang think so?
Yang Meiji was amazed.
Yang Meiji knows his own level. Even a copy of Egg Fried Rice can't be done well. Where can I give others a true cuisines of culinary arts?
If she really learns to cook, she is afraid that customers who are not easy to operate in Cloud Mist Restaurant will be scared away.
Cloud Mist Restaurant can be re-developed to a level that is even more brilliant today than before. It is really rare.
So Yang Meiji listened to the words of Bu Fang, but just waved his hands quickly, with a look of panic, and said, "I can't, I can't, I don't learn!"
Bu Fang Gently put out a long breath, lay down on the chair, staring directly at Yang Meiji with panic.
"could it be that, don't you want to make this delicious culinary arts yourself? This delicious food that you miss, this taste that belongs to your father?"
Yang Meiji listened to Bu Fang, and stayed a little.
A tangled look reappeared on his face.
Yes, Cloud Mist Restaurant should have been inherited by her ...
"But I want to use my ability to do something for Tianlan City, and what I can do ... can only be Alchemist." Yang Meiji said.
Her talent for Alchemist is very strong. If she really wants to shine, Alchemist is her best way out.
However, Tianlan City has now become the main city of Pill Palace, where all Alchemist masters gather.
Yang Meiji's Alchemist technique can no longer glow and heat among these masters.
Bu Fang doesn't know this, but Bu Fang is not panic at all.
"Although the Alchemist profession is very mysterious, if you want to give play to your abilities, you don't need only Alchemist. If you learn culinary arts, you can also achieve it." Bu Fang said.
"Well, besides, I'm still the champion of the brilliant doctor ceremony."
To be honest, Bu Fang is really a bit of a contempt for the champion of this brilliant doctor ceremony, and it is not very useful.
The only use for precisely was to get a place in Secret Territory and bring back a food Hades in Secret Territory.
However, this last food Hades also left.
To Ah!
Bu Fang or brilliant doctor bigger champion Ah!
Yang Meiji suddenly felt a little shaken in her heart. Maybe she could study culinary arts seriously, but she could also glow? !!
I chose Alchemist resolutely because I felt that there was no way out for culinary arts. After all, at that time in Tianlan City, the so-called chefs had switched careers.
Looking at Yang Meiji who was still shaking, Bu Fang leaned back on the chair and frowned.
He felt like he had to kill.
He didn't believe Yang Meiji would refuse this move.
If it is not necessary, Bu Fang really does not want to use this trick.
Gently put out a long breath, Bu Fang's complexion becomes very dignified, as if he is talking about a very important thing.
Yang Meiji watched the situation of Bu Fang, her heart was also tense, she held her breath.
Bu Fang looked at Yang Meiji and slowly said, "Lao Yang, you should know that Nangong Wuque comes to eat every day, right? If you learn culinary arts with me, maybe your culinary arts dishes will be eaten by Nangong Wuque."
Since it's not enough to be emotional, just seduce.
Anyway, there is Nangong Wuque, it's tempting or something ... very stable.
Yang Meiji's complexion changed. After hearing the words of Bu Fang, the light in suddenly sucked in a cold breath and eyes flickered slightly. From the original star fire, it instantly turned into a bright star.
Bright glare, bright eye-catching.
"I learn !!!"
Yang Meiji stood up suddenly from the position, slap on the table, said nothing, and burst into a drink.