MTL - I am a Chef in the Modern Era-Chapter 5 Yang Meigan

There are quite a few people on Tianhua Mountain. People crowded and went to Yangmeiyuan.

At this time, the bayberry is ripe, the sweet and sour is the most delicious, the farmer's scenery in the suburbs is good, so there are many people coming.

Yangmei is not a cheap thing, but only in this case, s city is rich in bayberry, and when Yangmei is mature, the price is much cheaper, while eating and picking, the rest is called It is also very cheap to bring back.

The entire Yangmei Garden is full of people, tall bayberry trees, and the deep red purple red is Yangmei. This Yangmei Garden also grows a lot of different bayberry varieties, but the price is the same, so it can attract so many people to visit. taste.

"Small, come and taste, this time the bayberry is the sweetest."

When the old Yangtou picked one, he handed it to Lin Biao's hand. Lin Biaoyi really had never seen this fruit. The purple-red round, the focus is very delicious, very sweet.

Lin Yiyi ate a pair of eyes, and then he put a basket of the color around him with his hands and feet.

The old Yang head stunned and laughed.

"How come you haven't eaten this bayberry? Have you cleaned this one, don't you eat anything else?"

Lin Yiyi also stunned, something else? Is it better to eat than this?

As it turns out, even if it is Yangmei, there are many varieties. Lin Yiyi tried every one of them. In the end, I felt that the old Yangtou had the best food for him.

When I had lunch at noon, Lin Yiyi had already eaten a plump full of belly, and did not feel very hungry.

There are many farmhouses under Yangmeiyuan. Many people who come to Yangmeiyuan will eat there. The old Yangtou is no exception, and Linyi intends to enter one of them.

Although it is a farmhouse, the decoration is not at all casual. The outside is a quaint green brick and green tile. Inside, it is decorated with logs of water. It looks like an ancient building.

Lin Yiyi felt extra intimate, just like at the Furong Building at that time.

"What do you eat for two?"

"Burning chicken." Lin Yiyi said it was subconscious.

The little girl who ordered the food snorted and looked at Lin Yi’s blush.

"Sorry, we have no chicken here."

Old Yangtou also stunned, burning chicken? Is it roast chicken?

"Nothing, do you want to eat chicken? Then give us a roast chicken."

The little girl nodded and ordered two dishes before she retired.

After dinner, I wandered around Yuhua Mountain and two people were ready to go home. After all, the bus is no better than those who drive. If it is late, there is no bus, so it is a big trouble to go back in the wilderness. .

Lin Yiyi holds a box full of bayberry, and the corner of his mouth can't help but rise up.

There is no refrigerator in his house. In this weather, the bayberry can't be stored for a long time, but he can go back and make it into dried bayberry. The taste of sour and sweet should be good.

But when he came to wait for him to be happy, a box of arbutus was hit by the ground, and it was smashed to the ground. Some people were accidentally stepped on, and they couldn’t eat. Lin Yiyi immediately frowned. I was angry and looked up. I stood in front of a man and looked at Yang Mei on the ground and looked at him again.

"I am sorry."

Even if the voice is good, Lin Yiyi is not happy.

The man thought about going back and spoke to the woman in the black car. "Anna, move the box of Yangmei behind the car."

Soon, the woman put Yang Mei in front of Lin Yiyi, and Lin’s face was finally a little better.

Shen Fu brows a smile, how this little thing is so funny, his expression is written on his face, and it is very fun to tease.

"Sorry, I really didn't mean it. This box of Yangmei is what I lost to you."

Lin Yiyi also narrowed his eyes and answered him in a serious way. "You're welcome."

Shen Fuzhen’s laughter came out.

When Yang Yangtou looked back, she saw Lin Yiyi standing with a man. The man’s hand was in a pocket. I don’t know what to say with Lin Biao. The plum is falling all over the floor. The old Yang’s head was shocked and thought it was What happened, I quickly ran over.

"what happened?"

Lin Yiyi picked up a box of red bayberry on the ground and straightened up. "Nothing, he knocked my Yangmei down. This is what he paid for me. Grandpa, let's go."

Old Yangtou will be suspicious to see the man, the man smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

"it's okay no problem."

Old Yangtou quickly waved his hand and took Lin Yiyi away.

This incident was left behind by the two.

When I went back, it was already late, and the sun was about to fall down the mountain. Lin Yiyi found a pot to pour the bayberry into it. Put some light salt water for a while and fish it out to dry it, then wait for the sun to come out the next day. Can be sunburned.

He has not done Yang Meigan, but he has done other things before, and he should not be able to think about it.

The next day is really the big sun. Yangmeipu is open for a day. In the evening, steaming on the steamer. When steaming, mix with some sugar. After the sugar melts, it will seep into the bayberry. When you eat it, it will be more sour and sweet. Song Yan taught him.

On the third day, the steamed bayberry is dried, so that it can be preserved for a little longer, sweet and sour, and delicious.

Lin Yiyi brought her own Yang Meigan to the Xiqin restaurant, and like the last Dongpo meat, it was well received by everyone.

"Well, how can you do anything so big?" The woman lost a bayberry to her mouth and continued, "Like our family's ancestors, it is so big, nothing can be done, I can't wait to let people feed him in the mouth, he will be fine if you have such a sensible thing."

Lao Yangtou also smiled at the help. "That is, we are ignorant and understandable."

When a woman opens her voice, she can't control her mouth. "Yes, old Yangtou, you have married a good grandson, much better than your own grandson."

The old Yang head was stiff, and then he reached out and touched Lin’s head. "Yes."

Lin Yiyi frowned at the woman and thought that he was simply not the pot.

Old Yangtou didn't care very much. After the people in the store were gone, Lao Yangtou called Lin Yiyi to the front.

"Small, do you like cooking?"

Lin Yi nodded, but did not know what Yang Yangtou told him about this?

Old Yangtou pondered, "The grandfather will leave it to you after the restaurant."

Lin Yiyi narrowed his eyes. "Where is Grandpa going?"

"Don't go, just this restaurant, not for you, no one wants."