Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

But for postmen, there are some ways to speed up, otherwise ordinary people can't wait.

After a while, I saw the cook come out of the kitchen.

In the blue and white plate, a slice of stewed shiitake mushrooms is placed on the bottom of the plate. The sauce-red brine permeates along the mushrooms on the plate, covering the bottom of the plate with an attractive layer of sauce red.

The cut beef intestines were neatly placed on the shiitake mushrooms.

The appearance of the beef intestine is red and bright, and it has been thoroughly marinated by the old stew. The intestine skin, which was originally flexible, now looks as if it will melt at any time.

The inside is as fat as Hetian jade, wrapping the red and tender beef, white mushrooms, and black hair vegetables.

The previous soup was completely absorbed by the beef and white mushrooms. After swelling, the space of the sausage was completely opened up, and those gaps were completely filled with porcelain solids.

After slicing at this time, the sausage slices are more like a whole, as if they were originally like this.

Surrounded by sprinkled rosemary for embellishment, the fragmented green is matched with the blue color of the dinner plate and the sauce red at the bottom of the plate.

And the rosy and shiny appearance of the beef intestine itself.

Undoubtedly played a finishing touch.

It made Zhao Ke's eyes brighten and his appetite widened.

"Ji Liu... eat, eat, eat first!"

The big smoker casually threw the notebook aside, wondering if the conversation was over, Zhao Ke glanced sideways, and immediately saw the other party's crazy yelling and cursing popping up on the oil-stained notebook...

Chapter 556 Empty Glove White Wolf (Part 1, 3/[-])

Looking at the yelling and cursing that kept flashing from the notebook, the muscles on Zhao Ke's face couldn't help twitching a few times.

It is said that there is no benevolence and righteousness in business.

Just now I was so happy to see the big smoker and the other party, and then I started laughing.

Who knows what he was talking about?

Zhao Ke really wanted to read the chat records, he was not afraid that the smoke would ruin his business.

Anyway, this "The Meditator" is not only a spiritual department, but also a silver-level stamp, so it is not afraid that it will not sell.

He just wanted to see what the smokers were talking about.

But look at the greasy fingerprints all over the screen.

Zhao Ke dismissed the idea anyway.

He didn't want to be disgusted by the greasy fingerprints on the screen when he tasted the delicious food.

The dish in front of me, whether it is the appearance or the aroma.

Inside and outside, Zhao Ke felt the long-lost expectation.

Except for the old man, there seemed to be few cooks who could make Zhao Ke feel such a strong sense of expectation.

Put down the life willow smoke stick in your hand.

Zhao Ke asked, "What's the name of this dish?"

"Lovesickness"

The female chef's long red hair was neatly tied into the kitchen hat, although the eye lines on her face were already very obvious.

But it can be seen that when she was young, she was also a standard beauty.

When I said the name of this dish, there was an indescribable charm in my eyes, as if I saw the shadow of someone in the distance, that kind of strong feeling.

As soon as Zhao Ke raised his nose, he could smell the strong emotion on the female chef.

This feeling is very familiar to Zhao Ke, because when Wang Mei eats the taste of spring, the eyes that miss each other are so strong.

"Good name."

Big Smoke gave a thumbs up, nodded repeatedly and said in praise: "Acacia, it really goes well with this dish, you see... eh... Anyway, it's a good name."

Big Tobacco wanted to give a good compliment, but he didn't know how to comment when the words came to his lips.

Although he can speak well, he is really not good at appraising dishes.

"The name of the dish is titled, and there is a lot of love. This 'si' is a homonym for silk, and there is a reason for the hair in it."

As Zhao Ke said, he put a slice of sausage in his mouth.

In the mouth of the sausage slices, the taste of the thick casing is very sticky and slippery, but it has not lost the toughness of the beef intestine itself.

The aroma of stewed meat began to evaporate on the tip of the tongue.

But it is not purely braised, the soup absorbed by the beef and white mushrooms inside begins to overflow, which makes the aroma of the braised pork give birth to another layer of taste.

The taste of milk has disappeared, but the fragrance brought by Chinese toon is still lingering on the tip of the tongue.

The meat sausage is oily but not greasy in the mouth, and it is served with the swollen hair vegetables inside.

Unusually refreshing.

When chewing, you can feel the crispness of the Nostocs crunchy in the teeth.

Undoubtedly, the amazingness of this dish far exceeded Zhao Ke's expectation.

After eating a slice of sausage, the more delicious it became, until Zhao Ke swallowed it, there was still a faint fragrance of Chinese toon on the tip of his tongue, but he tasted it carefully.

You will find that there is a layer of slight bitterness in the aftertaste of the fragrance, but if you don't feel it carefully, you will definitely not feel it.

Acacia, from thick to almost melted gelatinous, to a faint lingering fragrance, to slightly bitter at the end.

The aftertaste is long and makes people miss.

I don't know, when you are lying in bed alone in the dead of night.

Do you occasionally think of someone deep in your memory?

I will recall the bits and pieces of the two people together, the time when they were like glue.

And as time goes by, this feeling will fade a little bit.

But it has become the most beautiful memory in your mind. If you recall it by chance, you will laugh silly.

In the end, with a faint bitterness, before going to bed, silently leave a drop of tears that only you know the taste of.