Gastronomy God

Chapter 28
"Lu Fei, don't slap your face swollen to pretend to be fat. Is this restaurant good and treats you honestly? It's not cheap to treat us all to a meal."

Luo Longfei was very skeptical. In an ordinary restaurant with two chefs and no waiter, the prices of the dishes are so high.What is going to happen.

He really tricked fools to come and eat, he felt that Lu Fei had lied to him, maybe Lu Fei hadn't eaten it himself, slapped his face to pretend to be fat, and insisted on inviting them to eat.

Alas, I'll spray him if it doesn't taste good then.

After Luo Longfei finished speaking, he lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, remaining silent.

Lu Fei was very embarrassed. His good intentions were repeatedly questioned. The writer friends in the circle were each more arrogant than the other. They scolded people when they needed to be scolded and did not speak tactfully, which made him lose face.

Their good intentions were misunderstood by them.

Alas, close friends are hard to make.

While waiting for the food to be served, the group discussed the latest new writing topics, and who won the province's most popular writer award this year.

"Lu Fei, do you think your hopes are high this year?"

Yao Tan was very curious. This is the second time that Lu Fei participated in the province's most popular writer election. Last year, he was ranked No.3 in the province's best-selling author. Unfortunately, he lost the election.

She is looking forward to what this year will bring.After all, Lu Fei's "If You Are Well, It Will Be Sunny" was popular all over the province, and it was the best-selling book among youth inspirational literature.

This year, Lu Fei has stated on various social media that he wants to participate in the selection of the most popular writers in the province. He must have known it well and has confidence in himself, so Yao Tan asked this question.

Lu Fei is very confident in himself. With the anti-routine writing method, he has written the outline of his first Poison Chicken Soup youth inspirational literature book, and he can finish writing the main content within a week.

"I am definitely confident. We will see the outcome when the sales volume of books at the end of this year comes out."

"Really? Have you found any writing ideas recently, share them with everyone, and learn from each other."

Luo Longfei has always been enthusiastic about this kind of writing exchange.

Lu Fei was speechless, I told you, wouldn't the book I wrote be cold?It won't be too late for me to tell you when my new book is released.

"If you have any new ideas, just write carefully and summarize carefully. I know that the section of youth inspirational literature is saturated recently, and the pressure of competition is relatively high. But this is the time for us to improve our writing skills and give the book market a surprise. when."

Luo Longfei was very disappointed when he heard Lu Fei's routine.

Nothing came out.But wait a minute, if the food in this restaurant is not good, you have to obediently tell me about your recent writing ideas.

Luo Longfei felt that it was a certainty that Lu Fei would explain his new writing ideas later.

The group of people chatted about their new books by the way, and all of them were sold on the street without exception.

After hearing this, Lu Fei felt more at ease. Sure enough, old routines cannot be eaten for a lifetime, and market readers are already tired of traditional youth inspirational literature.

He is full of expectations for his new anti-routine poisonous chicken soup book "Your Life Can Be Salvaged", hoping that the sales can satisfy him.

After waiting for a long time, the Dongpo elbow, pickled fish, spicy chicken, and sweet-skinned duck ordered by the group came up one after another, filling the entire large dining table, exuding a strong fragrance.

From the outside, these dishes are perfect, the texture of the meat looks very appetizing, not to mention the aroma of these dishes intertwined with the air, which is intoxicating.

"It seems good, it looks like fun."

As a fat man, Luo Longfei couldn't resist the smell of cooked food. Looking at the beautifully presented Dongpo elbow with compact meat, he couldn't help swallowing the saliva he had just secreted.

Lu Fei looked at these dishes and was very satisfied.

"I didn't lie to you, these magic kitchen shops are really good. The chef's level is very high, and each dish has its own unique taste, which is different from the ones eaten outside. There is a certain flavor in the sauce of these dishes. There is a special sweetness that you have never experienced before, and you will know when you try it."

At this moment, Lu Fei's writer friends no longer doubted his words.

After all, the dishes are so beautiful and fragrant, and the taste is not bad there.

They apologized for the slobber that they mocked Lu Fei and made wild suspicions.

After Luo Longfei ate a plate of Dongpo's elbow, his eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

Ma'am, it's delicious!

Such smooth, tender and compact elbow meat has an unprecedented sweetness.

What kind of person can make such delicious food?
Luo Longfei began to scold himself in his heart, he didn't know good people.

Lu Fei took him to share delicious food, but he even mocked him.

Usually jokes are jokes, but Luo Longfei still cares about his own face.

These doubts were slapped in the face by himself, and he felt that he deserved it, and he deserved the embarrassment.

He would like to eat such a fragrant elbow and such delicious elbow meat for the rest of his life.

It doesn't matter if you get slapped in the face, eating is the greatest enjoyment for a foodie like him.

So Luo Longfei decided to apologize to Lu Fei on the spot.

"Brother, I'm the one who talks a lot, and treats a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain. You're right, the Dongpo elbow in this magic chef's shop is really delicious."

So Luo Longfei began to crazily taste the delicacies on the table, gradually forgetting himself.

He, Luo Longfei, swore it was the first time he had eaten such a delicious Dongpo elbow.

It's so fragrant!

He wanted to ask the owner of the God's Kitchen, is this really food made by humans?

The taste experience it gave him was truly extraordinary.

The sweetness in Dongpo's elbow reminded him even more of those happy things in his life.

The first time I wrote a book, it became a bestseller and changed my fate.

It was really a wonderful feeling. Luo Longfei felt that his sense of taste and soul were satisfied after eating a piece of elbow.

There are such delicacies in this world?
He is convinced.

The following sauerkraut fish and twice-cooked pork also gave him an extraordinary dining experience.

Others feel the same way.

These writers have completely emptied themselves, and the only sound left in the dining area is the sound of them eating.

Looking at their expressions, Lu Fei was very proud.

"Now you know I didn't lie to you, right? Everyone looks like someone, and they look so ugly. They are still writers anyway, and they don't pay attention to their image at all."

Lu Feishun satirized his colleagues, and in an instant he joined the dining army, enjoying this wonderful dining time.

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"See? This is the greatest satisfaction in a chef's heart."

Cheng Xin looked at the writers, crazily eating the dishes he made, and showed off to He Anyang.

Seeing the satisfied faces of the diners, He Anyang vowed that one day he would be able to achieve this level and become a chef as good as the boss.

(End of this chapter)