Chapter 1212

"Sweet and sour..." Although he didn't know how delicious the dish was, the word "sugar" written on it undoubtedly attracted Yang Ming's attention, "Then order this."

"Um."

It is now past ten o'clock in the morning, which is a somewhat awkward time for diners. It is too late to have breakfast, and it is too early to have lunch. The stomachs filled in advance are not enough to last until the dinner in the evening.

Most people usually choose to wait until after eleven o'clock when they are hungry. Therefore, there are not many customers in the store, and most of them are free-spirited guys like Yang Ming who want to eat when they are hungry.

Shaxi's hands and feet have always been very quick. After all, this is a home-style restaurant. It is taboo to keep customers waiting for too long. Not long after, a steaming plate of sweet and sour pork rice bowl was placed in front of Yang Ming.

Scattered on the snow-white soft and glutinous rice is bright green cabbage, but what is more attractive is the pieces of fried tenderloin. The thick and bright orange-red color is dotted with dots of white sesame seeds, which are gently sucked. On your last breath, the rich sweet and sour taste mixed with the slightest hint of fragrance is really fascinating.

"Well, maybe it will be more delicious than Uji Gintoki Don." Yang Ming guessed.

"Isn't this nonsense?" Sashi complained from the side, "Can't you give up that dish?"

"Then I'll start!"

After all, he is a big man. Yang Ming never pays attention to etiquette when eating. He just takes the chopsticks and stuffs the sweet and sour pork into his mouth together with the rice, and then chews it with big mouthfuls.

"Hmm! Delicious!" His pupils suddenly dilated.

How should I put it, is she worthy of being the granddaughter of that old man? The craftsmanship is not at all inferior to that of the previous old store manager.

When the tenderloin collides with the teeth, the outermost crispy shell suddenly breaks, and the tender tenderloin juice flows out, and the flavor locked in it continues to spread in the mouth.

The careful combination of the proportion of sugar and vinegar and the perfect control of the heat give the gravy a wonderful sour and sweet taste. If eaten alone, even Yang Ming would find this sauce a little too sweet, but it goes well with the tenderloin. When intertwined, they have an incomparable affinity.

Although the aroma of minced garlic and pepper contained in it is faint, it can still be felt keenly, because it is they that make the aroma of sweet and sour pork so rich and layered. The slight spiciness not only did not destroy the balance, but washed away the fishy smell of the tenderloin and added to the taste of the meat.

This kind of sweet and sour taste is undoubtedly very suitable for Yang Ming's appetite. I have to admit that compared with this sweet and sour pork loin, the Uji Gintoki rice bowl does pale in comparison.

And not only that, if you add rice, this dish will reach a new level.

The sweet aroma of sweet and sour pork is wrapped around every grain of rice. When eaten into the mouth, the seemingly soft rice still has a little bit of toughness like a stubborn resister. When chewing, the moisture will accompany the rice. The fragrance overflows together and mixes with the meat juice flowing in the mouth, instantly bursting out with the highest deliciousness!

The mellow and sweet fragrance that is always wafting, the colorful rice, side dishes and sweet and sour pork, as well as the crisp sound of chopsticks touching the porcelain plate, as well as the appetite rushing in his abdomen, make Yang Ming unable to stop for a moment. I came down to browse the delicious food in front of me.

The cabbage placed in the corner of the plate, boiled and simply seasoned with salt, also has a distinctive sweetness. It is like a pure land in the noisy floating world, allowing Yang Ming's mouth and tongue to rest briefly. Set off on a new journey.

"It would be great if I could have this bowl of rice every day." Yang Ming thought this way, but there was only a slight movement in his mind, not even the slightest disturbance.

"Bad hospitality, I'm asking you for 80 yen. Welcome to come again next time!" After Shaxi found money for the customers on the side, he turned around and saw Yang Ming's profile.

Above his head is the somewhat antique wooden chandelier in the store. The warm yellow light supports his curving black hair and complements the beige cushion on the oak chair where he sits.

The food on the plate has been completely eaten, but the chopsticks are still in his hands. His slender fingers are holding his head like this, his eyes are narrowed into a thin line, and the light from the gaps stretches towards the wood grain on the table. Go ahead and curl your legs up to a comfortable angle.

"It really looks like a cat." Shashi couldn't help but think this way.

But he quickly sat up straight again, with the same abominable indifferent tone, and the picturesque scenery just now was instantly disillusioned, "Well, it's really comfortable. It feels like holding in urine all night in winter. When you wake up in the morning, put out the water and then go to sleep..."

"..." Where is her knife? Where's the knife!

"By the way, I also want a chocolate parfait to take away."

"I tell you, you will get diabetes sooner or later!" Shaxi said the same thing as the doctor Yang Ming had seen before, but he walked towards the kitchen.

"Well, I've decided to eat what I like and live a short life, so I won't bother myself." Yang Ming said with a smile, "Please hurry up!"

Anyone who looks at it would not be able to tell that this big brother, who is digging his toes and watching JUMP and cannot live without sweets, is the chef who won the Diamond Cuisine Cooking Competition before, right?

However, he didn't want anyone to see it. Now, he is just an ordinary person named Yang Ming.

You can't practice your cooking skills by cooking blindly. Occasionally going out to experience life among the people is the right way to open up.

So, that's it.

"Okay, here's your chocolate parfait." Shashi quickly came out with a dessert made of dark chocolate and whipped cream, "Please pay the bill."

"Check out..." Yang Ming took out his wallet and rummaged through it. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He had just bought Junior JUMP, but now his wallet was empty, with only two ten-yuan coins left.

"Shenghui 1640 yen." This price is the price of an ordinary family restaurant in Japan, so it is naturally not expensive. "Would you choose cash or card?"

"Uh, this..." He continued to lower his head and pretend to search.

Sensing Yang Ming's panic, Shaxi couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, "Are you planning on freeloading?"

Yang Ming suddenly felt guilty, "What is freeloading? What I call credit, do you understand credit?"

Will Yang Ming just say that he recently bought a luxury house in Tokyo, so he has no money?

"Then when did you come to repay the money? It seems that you have never paid it back, right?" Shashi pointed to the bank card in his wallet, "If you say there is no cash, how about taking a look at how much money is in the bank card? "