Chapter 111: Certification of the Lazy God

"Okay, hot and sour potato shreds!" Mr. Jiang dragged Nan Ming, pushed him on the seat under the air conditioner by the door, tied Xiao Hei to Nan Ming's feet, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen.

Nan Ming saw that Jiang Chaohua, Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Xiaohui were all looking at him sympathetically, and Jiang Xiaohui said with her mouth, "Run away!"

After thinking about it, Nan Ming gritted his teeth and kept it. If it didn't taste good, he just didn't want to eat it.

There was the sound of cutting vegetables inside, and then Mr. Jiang called out, "Xiaohui, come and wash the shredded potatoes for me!"

Jiang Xiaohui went in with a complicated face. Two or three minutes later, Mr. Jiang put a plate of hot and sour potato shreds in front of Nan Ming, and looked at Nan Ming expectantly.

From the appearance point of view is not bad.

Yellow potato shreds, green green peppers, red red peppers, white diced garlic, sniffing gently, a faint sour smell.

So far so right.

Nan Ming took one, and just as he ate it, his brows frowned.

"It's sour." Nan Ming said.

Mr. Jiang picked up his chopsticks, tasted it, and almost spat it out.

It's not just sour, it's so sour.

"Dad, the vinegar these years is more sour than previous years, you can add less." Brother Jiang said.

"I still use you to teach me a lesson!" Old Master Jiang suddenly changed his face, and scolded Jiang Chaohua a few words, so that Jiang Chaohua could only helplessly spread his hands, expressing that he didn't care.

"Uncle, the vinegar-making process has improved over the years, so the acidity will be higher." Nan Ming said.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoming is right, I will add less vinegar." Mr. Jiang said, all the seasonings in these years are completely different from those in previous years, so it's no wonder he can't cook well.

Jiang Chaohua was speechless. He found out that his old man's health is good, but his temper is still stubborn. He has become more rigid when he gets old.

"Save this for..." Mr. Jiang was about to take away the plate of potato shreds, but Nan Ming simply dumped the plate of potato shreds into the trash can.

"Huh..." Nan Ming saw very complicated expressions on Jiang Chaohua and the others.

For those who didn't have enough to eat some time ago, it would be too wasteful to just throw away a plate of potatoes.

But if they bring it back, the more frugal Mr. Jiang will definitely force them to eat it!

Lunch, dinner, tomorrow's breakfast, tomorrow's lunch... keep eating if you can't finish it!

So in this expression, there is reluctance and pleasure, but in the end it is pleasure.

"What a pity... for Xiao Hei to eat..." Mr. Jiang was still reluctant.

Xiao Hei "huh!" turned his head away.

Don't think that dogs are easy to bully!

"Continue." Nan Ming waved his hand and said, since he was asked to try it, he would do his duty.

"Okay!" Mr. Jiang turned around and entered the kitchen.

After a while, Mr. Jiang brought out another serving of hot and sour potato shreds. This time there was only a very small portion. I don't know if he just fried these, or he was afraid that Nanming would throw it away again.

Nan Ming picked up another stick: "It's faded."

"For Xiao Hei..."

Xiao Hei hid behind Nan Ming's stool.

Mr. Jiang felt that he was very hurt, but he turned around and went into the kitchen again. After a while, another plate was served.

"Unpalatable..."

"For Xiao Hei..."

Xiao Hei hugged Nan Ming's calf on his stomach.

"It's interesting." Another dish, Nan Ming tasted it, nodded, "The roadside stall is up to par."

Nan Ming took one and handed it to Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei sniffed it and then ate it.

"Xiao Hei ate it! Xiao Hei ate it!" The majestic master of Lu Cuisine is actually happy because of such a trivial matter. If people see it, they will laugh out loud.

But at this time, Mr. Jiang was really happy.

"Come again!" Nan Ming didn't need to say, he turned and went into the kitchen.

There was another plate, Nan Ming tasted one, then another, shook his head, and said: "There is almost nothing to do."

It was at the level of a roadside stall just now, but now it is considered a good restaurant level, but it is still far from the standard of Nan Ming.

Among other things, Nanming's energy bar will not lie. After eating delicious food, the energy bar will move by itself, and now it is not moving at all.

"Come again." Nan Ming waved his hand.

"I said...you don't want to eat, can we have a taste?" A weak voice came from the side. It was the two men who were eating, and they had been paying attention to the dishes here. In their opinion, this sour The spicy potato shreds are already very good, and the smell will make you appetite, but Nan Ming is still not satisfied, this is too demanding.

"Not yet." Mr. Jiang shook his head. He has his own self-esteem. If someone else eats this kind of thing, he will be the one who loses him.

This time, Mr. Jiang threw the shredded potatoes into the trash can with a swipe.

"Are you a gourmet?" Most of the diners looked at this side, and the two men just looked at Nan Ming with curiosity.

"I...uh, no." Nan Ming looked at their attire, obviously they were neither students nor teachers.

"Brother, don't be modest. Both of us are authentic foodies. I heard people say that the wonton here is very delicious. We drove dozens of miles here to try it. It really deserves our reputation." The two introduced themselves, "Brother, you Seeing is knowing how to eat, brother, no, God, please recommend some delicious places."

"Great God, please add **!"

"God, do you have Weibo?"

"Master, which food magazine are you from?"

Unexpectedly, when these two people spoke, many people responded. Nan Ming looked up, and found that most of the whole wonton shop were not students. Jiang Chaohua's wonton shop had already attracted so many gourmets?

It's just a bowl of wontons?

But it's normal. Recently, Nan Ming also felt that this bowl of wontons, which is rare, is getting more and more delicious. Obviously, Brother Jiang is constantly improving the craftsmanship and improving the taste.

And as the saying goes, the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. Food is hard to find in this world. People who have leisure and money, don’t they just pursue something to eat?

Amid all the chatter, I even heard that someone drove hundreds of kilometers from the next city.

These days, the so-called well-known old stores are mostly for fame. There are really very few that can be worthy of the name.

Picking up one is equivalent to picking up a baby.

While talking, another plate was brought up. Just now, they were scrambling to find people who added Nan Ming to Weibo. After smelling the smell, they all stopped talking, stretching their necks one by one, sniffing the smell, wishing to see Mr. Jiang Take the plate in your hand.

"How is it?" Mr. Jiang looked at Nan Ming expectantly. He felt that the potato shreds had already reached his previous level.

This time, Nan Ming no longer picked one, but some shredded potatoes, green and red peppers, and savored carefully.

The corner of his eye moved, and the energy jumped up by half a degree.

Next to his legs, Xiao Hei suddenly stood up, wagging his tail desperately, and was actually attracted.

"Well...it's about sixty." Nan Ming said, Mr. Qing said that Mr. Jiang's level is far better than his, but right now he is only slightly better than Brother Jiang, not enough, not enough.

"No way, Great God!" The eyes of the people next to him changed. This must be pretentiousness, it must be pretentiousness!

Even if it's pretending, don't wear such a pretense!

"Sixty points." Mr. Jiang frowned and thought, before returning to the kitchen.

This time, all the people around Nan Ming disappeared, pretending to be struck by lightning, too pretentious to have no friends!

This guy obviously doesn't understand anything, yet he is regarded as a great god?

Nan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, surrounded by so many people, it was really stressful.

This time, it took a full fifteen minutes before Mr. Jiang came out.

The moment the plate was placed on the table, Nan Ming's saliva flowed down with a brush.

When Nan Ming realized something, the plate was already empty.

"More!" Nan Ming saw the energy in the corners of his eyes swelled by five degrees, and was amazed in his heart. This is only a very small portion, and it is only the most common dish, hot and sour potato shreds!

Nan Ming couldn't tell how the hot and sour potato shreds were made, but there was no doubt that it was definitely not an ordinary method, an ordinary process.

Mr. Jiang laughed, very loudly, the wrinkles were deeply drawn into the eye sockets, his whole body trembled from laughing, and in the end it even turned into a cough.

This is his old man Jiang's strength!

Nan Ming's approval made Mr. Jiang almost laugh out loud.

After finally stopping coughing, Mr. Jiang turned his head and saw a pair of wolf-like green eyes.

"Master, make us a copy! We will pay double the money!"

"No, no, chef, we pay five times!"

"Grandmaster……"

"Uncle, let's give you some side dishes today." Nan Ming said.

"You are the boss, I listen to you." Mr. Jiang laughed.

It's just potato shreds, how much can it sell for? Is it really possible to increase the price and make rare goods available?

Moreover, neither Nanming nor Mr. Jiang value money too much. For Mr. Jiang, being able to cook for people who understand him is already a kind of happiness.

And this happiness has come back again.

After a while, a small plate was placed in front of everyone.

The plates used to present side dishes are less than ten centimeters in diameter, and each plate contains only a small portion of hot and sour potato shreds, one for each person, no more, no less.

When someone dipped their chopsticks down, there were only a few left, and then they raised their heads, closed their eyes, and savored slowly.

Some people ate one by one, fearing that it would not taste good if it was cold, so they ate it so fast that their chopsticks were like chickens pecking at rice.

There was a large plate in front of Nan Ming, this time Nan Ming was not in a hurry to eat, took out his mobile phone and took a photo, thought about it, wrote the words "Lazy God Certification" on it, and posted it on his Weibo and circle of friends inside.

This dish has indeed been certified by Lazy God, and the increase in energy is proof.

As soon as it was posted, someone had already reposted it. It was just those foodies who surrounded Nanming and added ** Weibo.

"The best hot and sour potato shreds I've ever eaten in my life!"

"My God, can you do this with hot and sour potato shreds? It's so fucking delicious!"

"Certified by the lazy god! Unparalleled deliciousness!"

At this time, Nan Ming couldn't think of the long-term, so naturally he wouldn't know, because of his picky talk, the lazy god certification will become a famous sign in the food industry, and it is even a kind of glory to be certified by the lazy god. (To be continued.)