Little Fei pursed his lips and said straightforwardly, "How is that possible? Although it's delicious, I promised to share it with my mom. I'll let my mom eat more later."
"Keep your voice down. We can't disturb other uncles and aunties in public," Little Fei's father said.
Actually, Little Fei also spoke very softly before. But when it came to delicacies, his voice was slightly louder.
Hearing that, Little Fei immediately looked around. Whenever he saw uncles, aunties, or brothers or sisters looking at him, he would put his palms together and apologize.
The latter would all nod their heads and accept the apology. If the parents of those naughty children in society could educate their children like this, there wouldn't be so many strange things happening.
Only now did Li Li realize that her restaurant was different from other restaurants. Ordinary restaurants had so many people, and there were so many people lining up. To put it bluntly, it was very noisy.
Besides, the restaurant wasn't big, so it should be noisier. However, that wasn't the case in the restaurant. The atmosphere was quiet. If one had to point out something unusual, it would probably be that some customers were especially bold and unrestrained when eating.
"Is that the streamer?" Li Li saw a young girl who seemed to be doing a live broadcast a few seats away from her. She placed her phone not far from her and seemed to be interacting with others. However, she didn't disturb others.
"The atmosphere here is quite good. Once, I went to a restaurant and a three-year-old naughty child kept crying. Although the dishes were good, he had a headache and left after eating a few mouthfuls," Li Li thought.
Just based on the environment, Li Li felt it was bearable even if the taste wasn't as good. After all, she felt more comfortable in such a place.
Li Li didn't have to wait for long. Her dishes were served at the same time as the family of three. One dish on each side.
"Smells so good." Li Li sniffed and then saw Su Ruoyan coming over with a tray.
Su Ruoyan placed the Hibiscus Chicken Slices in front of Li Li and another two small cups in front of the family of three. The smell that Li Li smelled came from the chicken slices in front of her.
On the sky-blue plate, the chicken slices were snow-white, the green peppers were green, and the fungus was black.
Moreover, the chicken slices were thin like the petals of peony and slightly curled, which was very characteristic of its name. The reason why Li Li smelled the familiar smell was that the Hibiscus Chicken Slices was the typical cooking method of Shandong Cuisine.
"It looks very good. It smells good and the shape is outstanding. Judging from its appearance, it's worth the price." Li Li sighed inwardly.
Picking up the chopsticks, she picked up a piece of chicken that was as white as jade and put it into her mouth. The complex taste immediately unveiled its mysterious veil. There was the freshness of the chicken and the tenderness of the fish. When she licked her tongue, there was a fine and sticky granular substance that melted in her mouth. A fresh and sweet taste filled the air. Li Li knew that this was the taste of horseshoes.
The chicken meat that dominated the taste was tender and juicy, wrapped in the deliciousness of the fish, and the tenderness of the horseshoe. The ratio was just right. It was neither overwhelming nor messing up the main dish. Li Li's mouth felt like it was holding a banquet. She was pleasantly surprised, and it felt very good.
"Hmm … This craftsmanship is definitely more than five points!" Li Li evaluated the dish in her mind as soon as she took her first bite.
"Ka Ca, Ka Ca", the black fungus emitted a clear and melodious sound in his mouth. It was sweet and refreshing with the unique taste of mountain delicacies. It added a little wildness to the originally fresh and delicious chicken meat, as if it carried the breath of nature, and blended with each other quite perfectly.
While Li Li was enjoying the delicious Hibiscus Chicken Slices, the family of three was also watching the Sakura Prawn Steamed Eggs.
The small white cup was not very big, but it was relatively deep. It was covered with a matching white porcelain lid. When it was opened by hand, a glistening yellow egg and light red prawn could be seen after a gust of hot air came out. They were not very big, and they were scattered on the yellow tender egg. They were not very big, and they were scattered on top of the yellow tender egg. They were very fragrant and colorful.
Xiao Fei was already a little drooling, but he firmly remembered what his father had just said, so he held back his saliva and said, "Mom, have a bite first. It's very delicious. Last time, I finished one serving alone. It's super delicious."
As he said that, he directly pushed the two cups of steamed eggs in front of his mother, perhaps afraid that he would regret it or be greedy.
Mr. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao looked at each other and smiled. Obviously, they did not expect that their son would still remember the joke just now.
That's right, this family was the same one whose son had been making a fuss about coming to The Kitchen God for a meal. Mrs. Xiao did not agree, so Mr. Xiao brought his son Xiao Fei here, and then he became a fan. When he went back, he went crazy and recommended it. Then Mrs. Xiao also came to try it, and naturally, she also became a fan.
Naturally, the restaurant was set as the place for their weekly family reunion. Usually, they would come once a week, and sometimes, they would come several times a week under special circumstances. Fortunately, Mr. Xiao was good at making money, or he would not be able to support such consumption.
"You are young, so you can eat one serving alone. I will eat one with your father. When you grow up, you can give your share to your mother," Mrs. Xiao said with a smile.
Xiao Fei was obviously a little hesitant. He stared at his mother with his bright eyes, and then lowered his head to look at the fragrant steamed eggs. In the end, he probably could not resist the call of his gluttonous bug, so he swallowed his saliva and said, "Okay, then when I grow up, I will give my share to my mother."
Xiao Fei pulled over a bowl of steamed eggs, picked up a spoon, and scooped a spoonful of steamed eggs with a translucent light red prawn into his mouth.
The smooth and tender egg and the cherry blossom prawn had a unique taste of prawn. The egg melted as soon as he sipped it, and the cherry blossom prawn was slightly chewy. They interacted with each other and set off each other. They did not interfere with each other, but blended well with each other. The taste was very good. At least, Xiao Fei closed his eyes and showed a face of enjoyment while eating.
Li Li had just finished eating the Hibiscus Chicken Slices when she saw Xiao Fei's funny behavior. Suddenly, she felt that the naughty child could also be well-behaved. It was just that when he ate super delicious food, he was not naughty at all.
Just when Li Li was about to put down her chopsticks and wait for a while, a rich fragrance of meat surrounded her. With her experience, she knew that the jar of meat had arrived. Sure enough, in a short while, a brown jar was placed in front of Li Li.
Xiao Fei's family should often share a table with others. When the dishes on Li Li's side were served, they did not even look at them. Even Xiao Fei, who was the youngest, looked very calm. The dishes on the table were also arranged in a clear and harmonious manner.
In fact, the two dishes that Li Li had ordered today could be regarded as common dishes. To say that they were common didn't mean that they were common home-cooked dishes, but that they could be found in many cuisines.
For example, the jar of meat could be found not only in Shandong Cuisine, but also in Sichuan Cuisine and Guangxi Cuisine. In recent years, it seemed that Beijing Cuisine had also appeared, so it was said to be common.
However, although each cuisine had the same name, the taste was definitely different, and each had its own characteristics.
Of course, Li Li definitely wanted to eat the cooking method of Shandong Cuisine. After all, she was from Lu Province, and the taste of her hometown was the most unforgettable.
The jar of meat was a standard reddish-brown dish with a big belly and a small mouth. Together with the red and oily meat inside, it looked thick and solid.
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