Chapter 43

Shen Qing doesn't pay attention to the look from upstairs. The steward Zhang behind her hasn't recovered. She has entered the lobby with a plate, and then on the second and third floors.

At noon, the lobby was full of passengers, most of whom were shippers and passengers. Manager Xie and his shop mates are busy, but no one notices that Shen Qing has gone upstairs.

Shen Qing just wanted to try the dishes quickly, and took the money to leave quickly. Stone and himself haven't eaten anything since they got up in the morning. Smelling the fragrance in the restaurant, their stomach has been cooing for a long time. I think stone is anxious to wait at home.

According to the route in memory, Shen Qing soon went to tingfengge, knocked on the door, heard the sound of letting in, and pushed the door in. Mo Huan had left the window and was sitting in front of the round table tasting tea.

Zhao xuanzhi wasn't there. There was another man in the room, the little guy who jumped off yesterday. At this time, he was standing quietly behind Mo Huan. Seeing that Mo Huan's tea cup was empty, he went forward to add a cup to his master.

They see Shen Qing come in and look at her differently. Mo Huan didn't expect that this girl, who looks like a boy, would be so beautiful when she changed her clothes and hairstyle. She felt totally different from when she saw her two days ago, but she was less free and easy and more gentle.

But he is staring at the plate in Shen Qing's hand. A layer of green vegetable leaves on the snow-white disc is like water waves rippling on the disc, or green lotus blooming in the white disc. Looking up again, what is Qinglian holding? Why do you look so familiar? It's like a hand. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. If you look closely, you can recognize it. It's the hand of the chicken.

A burst of nausea from the abdomen up, the boy busy with his hand to cover his mouth, do not let himself make any sound. He widened his eyes, looked at the chicken feet, and then at Shen Qing. This girl is deliberately looking for trouble. It doesn't look like she's calm.

Mo Huan also saw the plate of chicken feet and frowned slightly. Although he didn't react as much as Xiao Si, it was obvious that he didn't accept and reject this thing.

Shen Qing closed the door with her backhand and went forward to put her plate on the round table. Seeing this, he looked at the master's face again. He didn't dare to talk much. He quickly took the dishes and chopsticks from the small table on the couch and put them neatly in front of Mo Huan.

Mo Huan didn't move his chopsticks. He took his eyes back from the chicken feet and looked up at Shen Qing. He seemed to ask with his eyes, is this your new dish?

Shen Qing didn't invite herself to sit down. She moved a round table and sat down opposite Mo Huan. She said to her, "I know you don't like these out of class ingredients, but you have to know that some out of class ingredients are more attractive than some big dishes.

Then he looked up at the boy and said, "help me with the dishes and chopsticks. I'll teach you how to eat."

The little boy looked at Mo Huan and saw that the master didn't object. But he brought a small dish and a pair of chopsticks from a few children and put them respectfully in front of Shen Qing. He thought to himself: give the master this, and see how the girl will end later.

Shen Qing ignored them. These chicken feet out of the pot, Shen Qing will bear the stomach of the greedy insects. Pick up chopsticks, pick up a chicken claw, put it directly into the mouth, first suck the soup on the chicken claw, then begin to carefully peel the tendon and skin attached to the phalanx.

Here eat with relish, there see of Mo Huan and small si a strength of frown. This disgusting thing, such a rude way to eat. Mo Huan began to regret that this girl was actually a country girl. How could she want her to add new dishes to her restaurant.

Shen Qing is happy to eat, suddenly think of today's business. If the current gold owner doesn't approve of this dish, he can't get 15 Liang silver.

Seeing that Mo Huan still didn't want to move his chopsticks, Shen Qing put down her chopsticks, wiped her hands with the towel beside her and said, "eating chicken feet is like knocking melon seeds. The joy is not in eating nuts, but in the process of knocking, which makes the delicious taste diffuse between the mouth, savoring and aftertaste. This dish tastes good when it's hot and cold. When it's hot, the soup will be distributed between the mouth and nose. When it's cold, the soup will be frozen and more delicious. "

With that, Shen Qing couldn't resist the temptation to clip a chicken claw. Seeing that Mo Huan hadn't tasted it, she said, "this thing doesn't look good, but it tastes good. Try it, too. " After that, he put down his chicken feet, picked up another one with Mo Huan's chopsticks and put it into Mo Huan's small dish.

Mo Huan frowned and looked at the chicken feet in his dish, then at Shen Qing. See opposite woman eat of have no appearance, that with relish of appearance, see Mo Huan of some greedy. In order to wait for this novel dish, I didn't eat lunch, so I had been looking forward to it, but I was looking forward to it.

Pick up the chopsticks, try to pick up the chicken claws in the dish, the little guy in the back gently urgent call way: "childe, don't let the small try dishes for you."

Mo Huan looked at the boy and said, "it's OK. Since she can eat it, why can't I eat it?" After that, he also learned from Shen Qing and took a sip of the soup first.

Chicken feet have been slightly cool, no longer just see the heat. The soup above has solidified into a frozen shape. When you eat it in your mouth, it is smooth and full of special chicken flavor.

The first bite felt good. Mo Huan looked at Shen Qing's face and bit by bit bit bit by bit bit bit by bit bit bit by bit bit bit by bit bit, spitting out the little toe bone.Shen Qing saw that Mo Huan was really a good eater. For him, he ate something that was so difficult to accept and love, and he ate it in a decent way.

"Gnawing chicken feet needs a good combination of teeth and tongue. You eat well. If you add a little wine or tea, you'll find that the more you eat it, the more addictive it is. " Shen Qing reminds Mo Huan of the characteristics and best combination of this delicious dish.

"Bai Jin, go to shopkeeper Xie and bring me a pot of daughter red." Mo Huan also had a sweet taste. He wanted to see if it was better with wine, as Shen Qing said.

After a while, Bai Jin came back to tingfengge with the wine pot, and the chicken feet on the plate had been eaten by them. He poured a glass of wine for his master. Mo Huan light min wine cup, and then continue to gnaw chicken feet. Sure enough, it tastes better. Wine and spicy cover up the mouth of chicken, so that the taste of the mouth immediately changed. Another bite of chicken feet, the fragrance and wine smell back to the mouth, then chicken fragrance and wine fragrance constantly collide and hover in the mouth.

There was only one chicken claw left on the plate. Mo Huan picked it up with a chopstick. Shen Qing looks at the leaves of the green vegetables left in the background, puts down her chopsticks, wipes her hands again, and watches Mo Huan chew the last chicken claw carefully.