Chapter 268 Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar

"Which dish do you say dissatisfies you?"

Bu Fang's tone was very flat, his eyes fell on the chubby fat man, without any domineering, as if it was a natural question.

The chubby old man was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Bu Fang with sparkling eyes, "You are the owner of this small shop, right? boy."

"I'm just a cook, not a hero." Bu Fang said nonchalantly, the old man was still kind, and he didn't seem to be here to make trouble.

Bu Fang pulled a chair and sat down, facing the fat old man, three dishes were placed in front of the old man, egg fried rice, distiller's lees fish, drunk pork ribs.

All three dishes were eaten with a few chopsticks. Among them, I ate half of the fried rice with eggs, a few chopsticks with the distilled fish lees, but I only ate one or two pieces of drunken ribs.

"Hey, coincidence, the old man and I are just a cook. I didn't hear that Boss Bu's dishes are very delicious. I came all the way here. I didn't expect that the dishes I ate were not satisfactory. I was a little disappointed." The old man He shook his head regretfully and said.

Ouyang Xiaoyi, who was standing behind Bu Fang, curled her lips, she felt that the old man was here to find trouble.

Unexpectedly by the old man and Ouyang Xiaoyi, Bu Fang nodded seriously. The zhenqi in his hands gathered and condensed into a pair of chopsticks. He picked up a piece of drunk ribs and put them in his mouth.

After chewing for a while, Bu Fang frowned.

"The drunken pork ribs do have many flaws, but cooking skills are learned through learning, no one can cook absolutely delicious right from the beginning." Bu Fang said seriously, dispersed the chopsticks with genuine energy, and looked to the old man.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed naively, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Yes, what Boss Bu said is reasonable, but the old man has me stunned."

The corner of Bu Fang's mouth slightly curled up.

"I come from Shiwanda Mountain. Ever since I ate your delicious food, Ye Yatou has been whispering in the old man's ear since I went back. I was annoyed by the whispering, so I ran out. By the way, I came to see Boss Bu's craftsmanship. I was a little unconvinced before, but after being told by Boss Bu, I figured it out." The old man laughed loudly, and then waved his hand, unexpectedly a khaki gourd appeared.

"Boss Bu, this is my treasure. Can you give Boss Bu a lesson?" The old man smiled and said to Bu Fang, shaking the khaki-colored gourd in his hand, there was a crashing sound of grout in the gourd.

kindness? Bu Fang was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the gourd in the old man's hand.

The old man grinned, and pushed the stopper off the gourd. There was a sound of collapse, and a strong sour smell wafted out. There was a strange sweetness in this sour smell, which stirred people's hearts.

Bu Fang's heart, which had not been affected by the slightest ripple, suddenly trembled, his eyes were fixed on the gourd, and his breathing was slightly rapid.

The old man was very satisfied with Bu Fang's expression, no one would be calm when he smelled his vinegar.

"Girl, go get a small plate." The old man said with a silly smile, looking at Ouyang Xiaoyi who was on the side.

Ouyang Xiaoyi stared at her immediately, but turned around and walked to the window sill, and asked Xiao Xiaolong from the kitchen to fetch a small plate.

"Ouch, Boss Bu is back?!"

After a while, both Xiao Xiaolong and Yufu came out of the kitchen. They looked at Bu Fang very excitedly. Yufu looked a little embarrassed, while Xiao Xiaolong was laughing non-stop.

Ouyang Xiaoyi handed the plate to the old man, moaning and turning her nose up.

The old man smiled casually, ignored Ouyang Xiaoyi, but put the plate on the table, held the gourd attentively, and carefully poured vinegar into the plate.

Bu Fang's mind shrank, his eyes fixed on the mouth of the gourd.

Black and red, with a little thick vinegar flowing out of the mouth of the gourd, accompanied by a strange fluctuation of spiritual energy, and the sour smell that diffused in an instant.

Ouyang Xiaoyi and the others also smelled this smell at this moment, their mouths were sore, their cheeks felt numb, and their salivary secretion speeded up.

"Very vinegary!"

Bu Fang's eyes lit up, and he took a deep breath. The sour smell penetrated into his nostrils, making his nose feel sore, but he felt very happy.

"If the guess is correct, it should be a kind of fruit vinegar!" Bu Fang said.

The old man poured a small dish of vinegar, then put the gourd away, plugged the head of the gourd, shook his hand, and the gourd disappeared.

"That's right, Boss Bu has good eyesight. This is the 'Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar' carefully brewed by me. This old man has always been my pride." The old man waved the plate towards Bu Fang's position, and the plate was Pushed in front of Bu Fang.

The Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar, Bu Fang’s heart moved. I’m afraid the eight kinds of spirit fruits used to make the vinegar are not ordinary spirit fruits. Looking at the fluctuations in the spirit energy and the strong sour taste, it might be made from eight seventh-order spirit fruits. And out of the fruit vinegar.

But Bu Fang couldn't guess right now, he carefully picked up the plate and brought it to his mouth, the sour taste immediately filled the air, with a hint of sweetness.

For a chef, vinegar, wine, sauce and other things are also very important ingredients. Good vinegar may add a little charm to the dishes, and good wine can make the dishes more mellow meaning.

Sucking a sip of this Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar, a sour taste entered his mouth in an instant, and the sour taste flooded his mouth in an instant, permeating his tongue buds, making him feel a rush of blood all over his body. They all have the sour smell of goosebumps, but after the sourness, there is a refreshing sweetness.

The aura in the Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar flowed and reverberated in Bu Fang's body like a clear stream, making him close his eyes and feel the taste of the fruit vinegar involuntarily, with endless aftertaste.

There seemed to be fine beads of sweat on Bu Fang's face, it was because the sourness from the fruit vinegar made him sweat uncontrollably.

"Not bad! Great vinegar!" Bu Fang opened his eyes and praised the taste of the vinegar for the second time. This was really the first time he tasted such delicious fruit vinegar.

"Hey, that's natural. This eight spirit fruit vinegar is the old vinegar that I have brewed for decades. It is stored in vinegar barrels made of eight spirit fruit trees. The fruit vinegar exchanges positions with each other, and uses its own aura to continuously nourish, it’s hard to think it’s delicious!” The old man was very proud, and introduced with a beard, he didn’t care about the disclosure of the method at all, because he wanted the real wine There are many ways to get out of this vinegar.

Bu Fang was a little unsatisfied, but he didn't ask for too much, because fruit vinegar can only be savored carefully, too much is not good.

Reminiscing about the sour and sweet taste in his mouth, the corners of Bu Fang's mouth curled up involuntarily. He stared at the old man, his eyes became brighter, and he saw that the latter was a little hairy.

"Don't you want to taste my delicacies? I just happened to be developing a new dish recently and have been short of a good ingredient. I just tasted your Eight Spirits Fruit Vinegar. I couldn't help but like it very much." Bu Fang said slowly. Said slowly.

The fat old man's eyes stared suddenly, what does Bu Fang mean? Do you still want the old man's fruit vinegar for cooking?

"Boss Bu... the old man's vinegar is very precious. It's not easy for you to taste it once, but I won't provide it in batches!" He has been brewing this vinegar for decades, and the quantity is not much. How can he cook for Bu Fang? Splurge.

But Bu Fang shook his head, stood up from his seat, and asked Yufu to go to the kitchen and take out another plate.

Putting the plate in front of the old man, Bu Fang said very seriously: "You don't need too much, just this plate is enough, if the new dishes you make don't meet your taste, or if you humiliate your eight spirits Fruit vinegar...then I would like to make all the dishes in the shop myself for you to taste, and...no Yuanjing will be charged."

The old man was stunned, and Ouyang Xiaoyi, Xiao Xiaolong and Yufu who were standing beside Bu Fang also opened their mouths slightly, their faces full of disbelief.

"Boss Bu... you... oh, how embarrassing you are!" The old man's eyes lit up slightly, he suddenly smiled, and with a shake of his hand, the gourd reappeared and poured some fruit vinegar into the plate.

Sorry for the ball... Bu Fang took the plate of Eight Spirit Fruit Vinegar, twitched the corner of his mouth, and took a deep breath.

"Please wait."

After that, Bu Bian turned around and took the fruit vinegar into the kitchen, ready to make his new dish. (To be continued.)