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

"Um."

It is now more than ten o'clock in the morning, which is a somewhat embarrassing time for diners. It is too late for breakfast and a little early for lunch. The stomach filled in advance is not enough to last for the evening meal.

Most people usually choose to survive when they are hungry at this point, and come to eat after eleven o'clock. Therefore, there are not many customers in the store, and most of them are guys like Yang Ming who want to eat when they are hungry.

Shaxi's hands and feet have always been very quick. After all, it is a home-style restaurant. It is a taboo to keep customers waiting for too long. It didn't take long for a plate of steaming sweet and sour pork loin to be placed in front of Yang Ming.

Sprinkled on the snow-white soft glutinous rice is bright green cabbage, but what is more attractive is the pieces of deep-fried tenderloin. In one breath, the delicate fragrance mixed with the rich sweet and sour taste is really fascinating.

"Well, maybe it will be more delicious than Uji Yinshi Donburi." Yang Ming guessed.

"Isn't this a matter of course nonsense?" Shashi groaned aside, "Can't you just give up that dish?"

"Then I'll start!"

After all, he is a big man. Yang Ming never pays attention to etiquette when he eats. He directly took the chopsticks and stuffed the sweet and sour pork loin into his mouth together with the rice, and then chewed it.

"Hmm! Delicious!" His pupils suddenly dilated.

What should I say, is it the granddaughter of that old man? The craftsmanship is completely different from that of the previous old store manager.

When the tenderloin collided with the teeth, the outermost crispy shell suddenly burst, and the tender tenderloin gravy flowed out of it, and the flavors locked in it continued to spread in the mouth.

The careful matching of the ratio of sugar and vinegar, and the perfect control of the heat, make the gravy have a wonderful sweet and sour taste. If you eat this kind of sauce alone, even Yang Ming will be slightly sweet and greasy, but it is different from the tenderloin. When intertwined, there is an unparalleled affinity.

The scent of minced garlic and pepper contained in it is faint, but it is still acutely felt, because it is these that make the aroma of sweet and sour tenderloin so rich and layered. A little 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.

Such sweet and sour tastes are undoubtedly very suitable for Yang Ming's appetite. I have to admit that compared with this sweet and sour pork loin, Uji Yinshi rice bowl is indeed dwarfed.

And not only that, with rice, this dish has reached a new level.

The sweet and sour pork loin’s sweet aroma wraps around every grain of rice. When the seemingly soft rice is eaten into the mouth, it still has a little toughness like a stubborn anti-foreign fighter. When chewing, the moisture is accompanied by the rice. The fragrance overflowed together, mixed with the gravy flowing in the mouth, and the supreme deliciousness burst out in an instant!

The mellow and sweet aroma that has been wafting, the brightly colored rice, side dishes, sweet and sour pork loin, the crisp sound of chopsticks touching the porcelain plate, and the rushing appetite in the abdominal cavity made Yang Ming unable to stop for a moment. Come down to sweep the food in front of you.

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 world, allowing Yang Ming's tongue to rest for a while, thus Embark on a new journey.

"If only I could eat this bowl of rice every day." Yang Ming thought so, but only a slight movement in his mind, not even the slightest turbulence.

"I'm looking for 80 yen for you. Welcome next time!" Shaxi turned around and saw Yang Ming's profile after finding money for the customers beside him.

Above his head is an antique wooden chandelier in the store. The warm yellow light supports his curved black silk, which complements the beige-gray cushion on the oak chair he sits on.

The dishes on the plate have been eaten clean, but the chopsticks are still in his hands, his slender fingers are holding his head like this, his eyes are narrowed into thin lines, and the light from the gaps stretches toward the wood grain on the table. Go away, and the legs are curled into a comfortable angle.

"It's like a cat," Shashi couldn't help thinking.

But he quickly sat up straight again, still in his abominable indifferent tone, and the picturesque scene just now was instantly disillusioned, "Well, it's really comfortable, this feels like holding back urine all night in winter, It's like getting up in the morning, draining the water and going to sleep..."

"..." Where is her knife? What about the knife!

"By the way, I also want a chocolate Buffy, pack it and take it away."

"I'll tell you that 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 have already decided to eat what I like and live a short life, so I don't have to worry about it." Yang Ming said with a smile, "Please hurry up!"

Anyone who looks at it can't see that this big brother who is digging his feet and watching jump can't live without sweets, is the chef who has overcome difficulties in the Diamond Cooking Contest before, right?

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

Blindly cooking cannot exercise cooking skills, and occasionally going out to experience life in the folk is the correct way to open up.

So, so be it.

"Okay, this is your Chocolate Buffy." Shahi quickly came out with a dessert made of dark chocolate and whipped cream, "Please settle the bill."

"Checkout..." Yang Ming took out his wallet and flipped it over. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He had just bought the juvenile jump, but now his wallet was empty, with only two ten-yuan coins left.

"Shenghui 164o yen." This kind of price is the price of an ordinary family restaurant in Dongying, so it is not expensive. "Do you choose cash or credit card?"

"Uh~lightnovelpub.net~ this..." He continued to lower his head and pretended to search.

Sensing Yang Ming's panicked expression, Sha Xi couldn't help but narrow his eyes, "Aren't you going to eat free food?"

Yang Ming suddenly became very guilty, "What is free food, I call it credit, do you understand credit?"

Could it be that Yang Ming will directly say that he recently bought a luxury house in Tokyo, so he has no money?

"Then when did you come to pay back the money? It seems like you never did?" Shahi pointed to the bank/bank card in his wallet, "If there is no cash, how about seeing how much money is in the bank/bank card? "

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