When Grandma Jin finished the meat in her mouth and wanted to eat more, she found that there was no more meat left. Except for a little bit of oil that looked like it had been used before, it was almost impossible to tell that it had been used before.
In fact, if it weren't for Dong Fang, Bao Wenli would have licked the plate. Since he was already one step behind when eating, he couldn't fall behind when it came to licking the plate.
Unfortunately, Dong Fang was here. Bao Wenli felt that he still had to show a bit of gentlemanly demeanor. He let the lady lick the plate, and he would not snatch it. This was gentlemanly.
Dong Fang was also embarrassed. Except for Grandma Jin, she was not very familiar with the other two. In front of strangers, she still had to be polite.
Not to mention Dong Fang and Bao Wenli, Zhang Xin, who was sitting next to them, also used all her strength to restrain the primitive power in her body. She did not join in the snatching of the dish. The main reason was that she was not familiar with the dish. If she joined in rashly, it would be easy for her to fail. She still knew how to deal with it.
"I didn't expect to finish it so quickly. This dish is really delicious. Not only is the taste distinct, but it is also soft and tender. It doesn't have the hard feeling of ordinary meat. It also suits my teeth very well. This chef is really amazing." Grandma Jin glanced at the light plate with some reluctance.
Nanny Jin knew how many pieces she had eaten, and she also knew how many pieces she had left, so it was inappropriate for her to mention that Bao Wenli and the others had eaten them. They all came together, and there was no reason for them to watch her eat alone.
Originally, she was prepared to only eat one piece. After all, she was old, and her teeth were really bad. She did not have dentures, so she lost a lot of teeth. She had to eat soft and tender food, otherwise, she would not be able to bite it.
The marinated meat should actually be harder. Of course, people who were marinated well would naturally be more tender, but it was not suitable for her age. She did not expect that the meat in this restaurant was not only soft and tender, but the taste was the same as the traditional Miao meat. It was absolutely authentic.
"Of course, this is made by the best chef in our country. It must be delicious. Grandma Jin, you can taste it carefully next. Boss Yuan is definitely good at cooking." Dong Fang said with a smile.
Beside him, Bao Wenli also silently nodded. It was clear that he had been conquered by a piece of roasted meat. Although he hadn't eaten to his heart's content, that wonderful taste was unforgettable. He was already eagerly anticipating the next dish.
It should be the Chili Bone, Bao Wenli thought to himself.
The main reason was that compared to roasted meat, chili ribs were much simpler. They only needed to scoop them out and place them on a plate. They didn't even need to cut them.
More importantly, he was the one who ordered this dish in Baowen. If it was served, he could use this as an excuse to try a little bit first, instead of having to eat the last bit like before.
He didn't know if it was because the next dish was Chili Ribs. Just from the name, it was obvious that there were a lot of chili inside. It was bright red and full of spiciness. It was different from the low-profile Barley Meat that was served earlier. Chili Ribs had a reputation.
First, it was the overbearing spiciness that shocked everyone. Then, it was the festive and bright colors that attracted everyone's attention. It could be said that it had everything covered.
In the Miao Tribe, the chili bone was not only a seasoning, but it could also be eaten as a dish. It could also be made into soup, stir-fried or steamed. It had a wide range of uses.
Bao Wen wanted it to go with the rice. The colorful glutinous rice paired with the spicy and appetizing chili ribs was definitely a great enjoyment, a delicacy in the world.
Now that the chili ribs were served, Bao Wen couldn't help but want to try it before the rice was served.
Not only Bao Wen, but even Madam Jin was attracted by the bright red color of the chili ribs. There was no other dish with such a bright red color.
When the chili ribs were placed on the table, there was a special fragrance that belonged to a plant. Bao Wen didn't know what kind of fragrance it was. After all, when it came to making chili ribs, each family and village had their own differences. However, the fragrance of the plant neutralized the pungent spiciness of the chili, making the spiciness mellow and rich.
The chili ribs were placed on a plate that was slightly smaller than ordinary plates. The light and elegant blue color contrasted with the bright red color, making it look even redder. It gave off a feeling of celebrating the New Year.
"It smells so good!"
Bao Wen picked up the spoon and scooped a small spoonful of chili ribs. He brought it close to his nose and smelled it. It was truly too fragrant. He couldn't wait to lick it with the tip of his tongue. The warm and moist spiciness spread from the tip of his tongue to his stomach. The mellow fragrance spread in all directions. The spiciness stimulated his taste buds and cells, making them work hard to produce heat energy. He felt that his whole body was starting to warm up.
It was different from the kind of warmth that made people feel comfortable in the restaurant. Instead, it was a kind of warmth that slowly extended from the depths of every cell. It accumulated bit by bit, just like a little spark that would soon start a prairie fire.
He put all the chili ribs in the spoon into his mouth and slowly savored it. The feeling just now became even stronger. The bone dregs were very finely ground and the seasonings inside all carried a hint of wildness. When combined with the oil in the bones, it was definitely a match made in heaven. Coupled with the faint and mellow fragrance of the wine, Bao Wen was immediately conquered.
"Even if it's not matched with rice, I still feel that it's a little too little," Bao Wen muttered.
He had already forgotten the fact that such a plate of bone dregs cost 178 RMB. What he was thinking was that the portion was really too little. He felt that it was too little even if he ate it empty-handed, let alone matched with rice. It was completely not enough.
Granny Jin was a self-aware person. Even if her grandson didn't ask her to eat, she had her own hands. It was absolutely not a problem for her to cook by herself. Therefore, she picked up her chopsticks and picked a piece to eat. Not only did she eat it herself, she was also afraid that Dong Fang would feel embarrassed, so she also asked her to eat.
In fact, Granny Jin was thinking too much. If one felt embarrassed in the restaurant, they would most likely starve to death. Because even if one was embarrassed to eat, others would not be embarrassed to not eat. Therefore, the result was very obvious.
With Granny Jin's help, it was indeed more justifiable. At least, Dong Fang was not careless when she moved her hands. Relying on the strength of her young arms, she directly picked a big piece and stuffed it into her mouth. The piece that she touched immediately lost a corner. It could be seen that she was really not polite.
In just a short while, the chili ribs that were supposed to be matched with rice were completely eaten. It was indeed a little lonely to finish the journey to the stomach before the rice arrived.
Probably because they knew that the chili ribs were lonely, the fried Poop was served at an extremely fast speed.
The surface of the Poop was golden yellow. After being fried at a high temperature, it emitted a rich aroma. Different from the chili ribs, the aroma of the fried Poop was more complex.
It was different from the fried Poop of the Tujia Clan, which was called "Tujia Hamburger". Not only was the appearance different, but the filling was also different.
It was also different from the fried Poop of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions, which was usually filled with sugar. The fried Poop of the Miao Tribe was filled with fresh meat and pickled vegetables, which was very characteristic of the Miao Tribe.
The steaming hot fried Poop was the first hot dish that Dong Fang and the others served after coming to the restaurant. Therefore, the characteristic of its rich aroma was highlighted.
Bao Wen didn't care about the heat. He directly picked up a piece of fried Poop and wanted to eat it without even picking up his chopsticks. Even when he was scalded, he didn't let go.
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