Chapter 175 Alluring Pig's Trotters

Long before coming here, Luo Qing heard Li Anna say how delicious Zhang Han's cooking was, and she would praise it to the sky.

However, Luo Qing only realized now that what Li Anna said was not an exaggeration at all!

Even the words of praise are a little less, this is simply a meal that only gods can eat!

"It's so fragrant..."

Luo Qing's full of praise finally turned into these simple three words, three words, interpreting the most delicious food she has ever eaten in her life.

While talking, she picked up another piece of braised pork.

The braised pork is made of three layers of five flowers from the pig body. The lean meat and fat meat complement each other, layer after layer, and the more robust pig skin is added. The mouth is occupied, the amount of fat is not low, but it doesn't feel greasy at all, the lean meat has a bit of chewiness, and the fat mixed in the middle melts away, making the meat fragrant with a hint of sweetness.

After taking this bite, Luo Qing felt the happiness that comes from delicious food. She usually can't eat a little fat, and she would spit it out immediately after eating it, and even the greasy feeling would make her nauseous. There is fat in the dumpling filling, and she can't even eat a bite.

But now, she didn't move her favorite ribs and lean meat, and her eyes were all focused on the braised pork.

"It turns out that fat meat is so delicious."

Luo Qing murmured softly, she felt in her heart that this was the taste of real fat meat, so the...all that she ate must have been water-injected low-quality meat!

But in fact, she didn't understand that the meat quality of this pork was cultivated by Lingbao to make it so delicious.

At this time, the people on the ordinary dining table on the other side will suffer.

All the dishes were brought out from the kitchen, and the smell of the vegetables swept across the entire restaurant in an instant. The people who ate before were fine, but the taste buds of those who ate now are slowly declining.

For example, in a noodle restaurant, a person only eats a bowl of noodles. When he sees that besides the noodles, there are various side dishes on the table next to him, and when he sees others eating side dishes deliciously, his heart will also Think about it, if you have a side dish, it must be delicious, and many people will choose to order two side dishes.

But here, they can't think of anything!

Without membership, you are not eligible to eat vegetables!

Oh my god! Hateful classism!

eating and eating,

The diners who were affected by the smell of meat gradually felt sad.

"I regret it! I have a deposit of 900,000 yuan. I'm trying to get it together. How nice it is to buy a membership card! I regret it! I regret it!" A dear friend beat his chest and feet.

"Hey, membership is too expensive, one million is not easy to get out! Hey, it's so painful, if the membership card sells for 100,000, I will just buy five of them!"

"But now there are ten million copies."

"Yeah, ten million, there is no chance in this life."

The two friends exchanged a few words of emotion, and they both saw a hint of longing in each other's eyes!

Even, if a stripped beauty is put together with a dish here, I am afraid that these two people will directly rush to that dish!

It is conceivable that they have regarded the dishes here as very high status!

Just talking, suddenly there was a low cry from behind.

Crying?

One of the short-haired men turned his head and looked at his friend at the back table. Seeing that he was really crying, the short-haired man pursed his lips, understanding very well. He stretched out his hand and patted his friend on the shoulder, comforting him as if himself, said:

"Don't cry, although you can't eat any food, the egg fried rice and noodles in clear soup are also delicious. Hey, although we have no chance to buy a membership, we can still wait for the boss to be kind. In case the boss is happy one day, send We can get some benefits, don't be sad."

"Wuuuuuu..." The man wiped away his tears, with sadness still on his face, and said, "I'm fine, I just remembered that I've been wandering in Xiangjiang for ten years, and I couldn't even afford a membership. I can't even eat the food I want, I feel a little aggrieved, I don't have a girlfriend yet, I'm already thirty, I'm so confused."

"Hey." The short-haired man sighed again, and murmured softly: "If you want to blame, blame the food here is too delicious, this is simply a kind of suffering for us..."

While talking, the short-haired man sat back in his chair and ate at a speed several times faster. He didn't want to continue to suffer here.

Looking at other people's actions, they are also much faster.

Undoubtedly, the dinner experience of these groups of diners was somewhat poor, but it made the people behind wait in line less time.

round dining table.

Mengmeng was sitting on a high chair for her, very happy, her calf was dangling constantly, her two little hands were holding a big pig's trotter, and she was gnawing on it happily.

The trotters are specially made for Mengmeng. Because Mengmeng's teeth are still growing, the pork trotters are roasted very mushy and tender.

Roasted pig's trotters is also a beauty dish, not only can improve the skin, but also delicious!

Just like in ordinary snack streets, there will be roasted trotters, and the business is generally quite hot. It can be said that pork trotters are very popular delicacy.

Mengmeng is no exception. When I was in North America, the food I ate was a little monotonous.

After all, Zi Yan doesn't know how to cook, and when she goes out to restaurants, there are only a few types of Western food, hot pot, etc., so Mengmeng has not eaten many delicacies.

But back in Huaxia, reunited with Zhang Han, gradually, there are more and more dishes, and they are all super delicious.

Seeing that Mengmeng Chi's mouth and face are covered with oil stains, you can tell how much she loves pig's trotters.

"Hmm, it's delicious, papa is the best."

Mengmeng muttered indistinctly.

On the other side, Wang Yihan seemed to have heard Mengmeng's voice. She glanced at the round dining table, and saw Mengmeng happily gnawing on the pig's trotters and the pot-packed meat that they didn't have on the table.

Wang Yihan couldn't help swallowing, because today's dishes are all her favorites, especially pork ribs and pig's trotters.

Originally, the two dishes have the same status in her heart, but she doesn't have them, and others have them, which makes her very eager to eat the kind of food that she doesn't have.

It is human nature, after all, it makes sense that rare things are more expensive. This made Wang Yihan couldn't help but put down the ribs in his hand, and said with a pout, "Grandpa, I also want to eat pig's trotters and pot-wrapped meat."

"What to eat? Are the dishes on the table not enough for you?" Wang Qiang frowned habitually, but after seeing Wang Yihan's chubby face full of anticipation, his tone softened and said: " Yihan, wait until grandpa goes out to buy you pig's trotters at night, okay? Just eat these dishes?"

Wang Yihan was still in awe of grandpa. Although she was a little unhappy after hearing the words, she still pouted and nodded.

A little sullen, she glanced at Mengmeng again.

Coincidentally, Mengmeng also looked at her at this time, seeing her good friend's expression, Mengmeng didn't understand either.

But the little princess glanced at the pig's trotter in her hand, and at Wang Yihan's dining table. When she found that there was no one, her cute and shiny eyes moved. Waving, the milky voice said: "Well...Yihan, you, you want to come to my place to eat? You can come to my place to eat, let's have dinner together."

"Ah? Is it possible?" Wang Yihan's eyes brightened, and she said expectantly and urgently.

"Hmm, yes." Mengmeng replied with a giggle.

"Grandpa..." Wang Yihan looked at his grandfather.

Wang Qiang hesitated for a while, and glanced at Zhang Han. From his expression, Wang Qiang could see that he probably didn't mind his granddaughter going to eat, so he smiled slightly and nodded: "Then you can go there."

Whoosh!

Wang Yihan didn't even say hello, just jumped off the chair and ran over.

He ran to Mengmeng's side, raised his head and looked at Mengmeng with a smile.

"Little Li, take a place over there." Zhang Han said to Zhang Li.

Zhang Li turned her head and saw Wang Yihan standing beside her. She nodded and smiled, and said:

"Here comes the kid, welcome, Yo Ho, it's quite heavy."

While talking, Zhang Li hugged Wang Yihan on her chair, and went to the kitchen to get new tableware for Wang Yihan, then Li Anna and Luo Qing rushed to the left, Zhang Li sat next to Wang Yihan and continued to eat .

"Thank you Mengmeng, Mengmeng is so kind of you." Wang Yihan said very touched.

"Heck, you're welcome, Yihan, this handsome guy is my papa, papa, you don't know her yet, she is my new friend Yihan." Mengmeng introduced solemnly.

"Hello Uncle, the dishes made by Uncle are delicious, they are the best I have ever eaten." Wang Yihan greeted politely.

"Well, eat more if it tastes good." Zhang Han smiled lightly.

In fact, for other people or other people's children, Zhang Han doesn't have a cold, and he doesn't care or care, but he loves the house and the black, as long as it makes Mengmeng happy, everything is free.

"Mengmeng, your daddy is amazing. My daddy can't even cook, so stupid." Wang Yihan looked at Mengmeng and said.

Hearing her good friend's praise for Papa, Mengmeng was suddenly happy, her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, she stretched out her little hand, grabbed a pig's trotter from the dinner plate in front, and handed it to Wang Yihan, She giggled and said, "Yihan, you eat too, this is delicious."

"Hey hey..." Wang Yihan stretched out her hands to take the pig's trotters. She looked at Mengmeng with a smirk, and then started to eat.

To her, Mengmeng at this time is no different from a little angel who fulfilled her dream.

While eating, Zhang Li's eyes also drifted to the remaining two trotters.

She felt that one for each of the two little guys was enough, so she moved her chopsticks indiscriminately.

However, it was about to catch the pig's trotters that had been staring at him for a long time.

boom!

Zhang Han's chopsticks swept her chopsticks aside mercilessly.

"Humph!"

Zhang Li pursed her lips and snorted softly, and stuffed a piece of pot-packed meat into her mouth, then stared at her brother and began to bite hard.

But no matter how hard she bites, tonight's pig's trotters are not for her.

Because the eating experience of the two groups of people has deteriorated, the people behind are a little guilty. When they walked into the restaurant, they knew why they went out with a sad face.

So several people chose to take it away, even if it was eaten on the small chair in front of the door!

This allowed Wang Jiawen and Su Yu to line up quickly.