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Licking or not licking was a question worth pondering.

Yang Hong didn't have much time to think about it. The new dish directly hooked his soul, and he couldn't be distracted from doing other things.

It was the spicy black fish. The fragrant and spicy taste could easily arouse people's appetites and make the oral cavity secrete saliva. After being processed by Yuan Zhou's craftsmanship, the degree of fragrance of this dish could be well imagined.

It was a piece of bright red, sprinkled with snow-white fish, dark skin, emerald green celery, coriander, and scallions. It looked especially delicious and would go well with rice.

All kinds of mixed smells rushed to the tip of his nose, and he felt embarrassed if he didn't drool.

In any case, Yang Hong couldn't hold on any longer. He immediately picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of white and tender fish meat, and put it into his mouth. An extremely spicy taste spread in his mouth, making him feel extremely refreshed. However, although it was spicy, it wasn't dry and spicy. He didn't feel uncomfortable in his throat either. On the contrary, it felt a little moist.

After the spiciness passed, the fresh and sweet taste of the fish meat gushed out. With a slight sip, the fresh and tender fish meat melted. Along with the fresh and spicy taste, the fresh and sweet taste became even more prominent. It was as if he was in the wilderness, and the mountain wind blew on him, making him feel very comfortable.

"Oh, the fish meat is fresh and tender, and the spiciness doesn't affect the taste. It's simply the best." Yang Hong couldn't help but ask.

He didn't move slowly when he spoke. Anyway, no one ate slowly in master chef Restaurant. Even those who preferred to chew slowly would actually eat much faster than usual in the restaurant. Wasn't it normal to want to stuff more delicious food into one's mouth?

Therefore, everyone subconsciously increased their speed.

Yang Hong was one of the best. After a while, a big pot of fish was gone. Then he was dumbfounded and thought that he couldn't eat so fast.

"Did you eat my fish?" Although Yang Hong was asking a question, his tone was certain, as if he had already seen through the truth.

Shang Lu elegantly rolled his eyes."I just helped you to have a taste. Don't you always fear the smell of fish? don't worry, this fish doesn't smell fishy."

He looked so serious that if it wasn't yang Hong himself, he might have believed it. But now, he was saying,'I believe you!'

However, they had already finished eating. It was too late to say anything. Yang Hong secretly made up his mind that when the new dish was served, he would eat it first, no matter whose dish it was.

In just a few words, the dish was really served. It was a dish for the trade route, and it was also a fish dish, claypot fish head. This dish had to be from the heaven eye Lake to be the most famous.

Because of the quality of the water, the Pomfret there was big and strong, and its meat was tender. The fish head soup was white and clear, not thick at all, but it was very mellow to drink.

Moreover, because the head of the armadillo was raised to be extremely large, it was the most suitable material to be used as a claypot fish head. Just looking at the fish head that was just a circle smaller than the soup bowl, one could tell that it was interesting.

Merchants liked to drink a bowl of soup before eating the fish. Therefore, even though the smell was very fragrant, he resisted the temptation and picked up a small bowl that was sent with it. He scooped a bowl of soup, blew on it slightly, and drank it.

The milky white soup didn't look very thick in his mouth, but it was very fragrant. The fresh taste was mixed with the fragrance of beans, sweet and delicious. It was very delicious.

After drinking a bowl of soup, the merchant put down the bowl and planned to eat some fish before drinking the soup. This way, he would eat some meat and drink some soup, repeating it over and over again. It was very satisfying.

However, he was a little stunned when he took a look, because the fresh and tender fish meat on the side of the fish head facing up had almost been eaten up, leaving only the corners that were not picked clean.

Yang Hong was doing the great wish he had just made in his heart at a very low speed. In the time it took to drink soup on the business road, the fish head, which was originally quite meaty, immediately became bald.

The trade route became anxious as soon as they saw it. They immediately gave up on drinking the soup and began to eat the meat. Even though the head of the giant armadillo was big and had more meat than other fish heads, it couldn't withstand the two people's chopsticks. They finished it in a short while, including the soup. Even the edible fish bones were chewed and swallowed. It was so fresh that if it wasn't inedible, there wouldn't be any bones left.

After the light claypot fish head was the crispy and flavorful steamed salted pork in wine, also known as steamed salted pork in wine. Compared to the bland and delicious claypot fish head, the steamed salted pork in wine seemed to have a special presence. It was especially fragrant after being re-steamed a few times.

The color of the dish was marinated red. The outer layer was the skin of the Tiger with a little tiger skin, and the lower layer was the marinated meat. It was 70% lean and 30% fat. It looked oily and very appetizing.

In fact, one didn't even need to use chopsticks to know that the meat was very soft and mushy. It wasn't because the meat had been steamed until it was rotten. On the contrary, every piece of meat was very complete, but it gave people such a feeling.

However, the trade route did not care about this. From the fish head just now, they had come to the conclusion that if one wanted to eat more, one could not think too much. Otherwise, they would end up in someone else's stomach. Looking at the chopsticks in Yang Hong's hand, which were ready to be used, it was naturally self-evident that this person was someone else.

He picked up a piece of meat about three feet wide. In order to save time, Shang Lu directly opened his mouth and stuffed the whole piece of meat into his mouth. It melted in his mouth. Except for the skin part with a little bit of colloid, the rest almost melted automatically as soon as it touched his mouth.

He had thought it was a little greasy, but after smacking his lips twice, he didn't feel it at all. On the contrary, the rich and mellow taste urged him to eat a second piece.

Therefore, Shang Lu picked up a second piece and began to eat. Not only the meat, but even the pickled bamboo shoots unique to Jiangsu tasted quite good. After absorbing enough gravy, the already salty and fresh pickled bamboo became more colorful. It was not inferior to the meat.

A mouthful of meat and a mouthful of bamboo shoots, even a God wouldn't do it.

"That's too little. " Trade route couldn't help but ask.

The main thing was that he had just finished his food after getting into position and eating for a short while. This made him feel at a loss of what to do. The only thing that was left was for the dishes to be served one after another. Otherwise, the merchants all felt that he needed to have a good talk with head chef Yuan. How could there be so little food? at the very least, it should be stored in a basin. The White porcelain basin from before was not bad. It was economical and durable.

The trade route was definitely a joke. Anyone who ate two more peanuts would not be this drunk. Those who dared to make such a suggestion were all Warriors who dared to face life directly.

Of course, there was no room for business. The last dish was Weixian spicy peel. The aroma aside, the first dish was colorful, red, green, black, yellow, and all kinds of colors. It was like a meeting in a dyeing workshop.

They were arranged neatly, with the same thickness and length. It was a blessing for OCD. It was very comfortable.

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