"Boss Zheng, please try our local side dishes and specialty wines to wash away the dust. It's quite a struggle throughout the journey." After leaving the elevator, Zhang Weiyu led the way with a smile.

Director Li's cell phone rang again.

He frowned impatiently and picked up his cell phone, "What's the matter!"

"Well……"

"Take it here!"

"Hurry up and don't delay."

After saying that, Director Li hung up the phone and looked at Zheng Ren with a silence.

"Director Li, you'll be busy if you have something to do." Zheng Ren was still happy to see that there was a lack of a stranger sitting together for dinner.

After saying a few more words of sorry, Director Li hurried to the emergency department.

Zhang Weiyu and Director Xu drove and went to a hotel.

Zheng Ren was surprised to see that it was not the old store in Viaya, so he got off the car and asked, "Manager Zhang, why isn't it your old store?"

"Boss Zheng, this is not because I went to the imperial capital. The old man always disliked me. During the Chinese New Year, there were many relatives at home and the younger generation came back, so he didn't scold me. If I go back, I don't know what I would be scolded."

"Manager Zhang, you lived this life." Su Yun said with a smile: "What are you treating us today?"

When it comes to eating, Zheng Ren felt Xie Yiren's little hand in his palm warming up instantly.

"They are all local dishes nearby, such as duck-feet buns, stinky mandarin fish, ground-pot chicken, etc. They are a bit special, but I'm afraid that Boss Zheng won't get used to it."

Zheng Ren smiled.

Are you used to eating? Just kidding.

No matter what it is, there is no special feature. You don’t eat much, and you can’t taste good or bad. No matter how much it is, as long as the Yiren is happy.

After entering the private room, Zhang Weiyu said a few politely, ordered the dishes, and then said: "I especially like duck-feet buns. I can't eat the most authentic ones in the imperial capital and don't have the taste of my hometown."

"It seems that the duck foot bag belongs to Xuancheng." Su Yun said without any hesitation.

"Professor Su is right, he is indeed a famous dish in Xuancheng." Zhang Weiyu unknowingly changed his mouth and called Su Yun Professor Su. Although this was true, Su Yun was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, but he quickly accepted it.

"Duck feet, duck hearts, and duck intestines are all specially cooked. There are secret recipes from ancestors, but unfortunately I can't get them." Zhang Weiyu said with a smile: "This is a branch of the old Xuancheng store. The taste is quite authentic. Boss Zheng tastes fresh."

"I've eaten it once in Xuancheng." Xie Yiren whispered to Zheng Ren, "The duck intestine is wrapped around duck feet, and there is a duck heart inside. It looks good in color and tastes very good."

Seeing that Xie Yiren was happy, Zheng Ren smiled on his face.

"Yiren is right. Whether it is duck intestines, duck feet, or duck hearts, they are specially pickled. Each pickled method is different. When you eat it in your mouth, several flavors are similar but different. Chew it gently and leave a fragrance on your lips and teeth."

Before the food was served, just listening to Zhang Weiyu's introduction, Zheng Ren could feel that the temperature of Xie Yiren's little hand in his palm rose a little.

"I heard from a friend that it is said that Xie Ting gave advice when he was the prefect of Xuancheng during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Xie Ting was also a foodie," said Su Yun.

"Why should people take food as the most?" Zhang Weiyu said with a smile.

"It's delicious, but it's delicious. After all, there is a secret method to pickle it, which makes people linger. But during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, you also know that it's very pretentious. Xie Xiao pays attention to color, fragrance and taste when eating. Color is ranked first. Even if it's not good-looking, you have to be picky even if it's delicious."

Appearance is really important, Zheng Ren smiled. This is a tradition since ancient times, including foodies.

He is very picky about the food he wants to eat.

"Professor Su is right!" Zhang Weiyu smiled, "It's all in color, fragrance and taste. This is the tradition of Chinese delicacies. Duck intestines float on the duck's body, which looks bad; duck claws are erect, and there are flavors and duck intestines, which looks inelegant. And the duck's heart sinks to the bottom of the pot and cannot be caught. I think the last point is the key point."

"I know there is, but I can't eat it. It's strange if I can't hurry." Su Yun glanced at Xie Yiren and said with a smile.

Lao He said, "A few years ago, there was a doctor who was from Xuancheng. Every time he had an operation, he would tell me about the duck-feet bag, and the saliva came out."

"Today I will try the most authentic duck-feet bag." Zhang Weiyu said.

Soon, dishes were served one by one.

Zheng Ren saw that the duck foot bag was amber-colored, crystal clear, bright and steaming. When the plate was placed on the table, the meat on the duck foot trembled slightly and was full of elasticity.

You can imagine what kind of taste feast the secret marinated ingredients will stimulate the taste buds and the elasticity of this collagen will be when you eat it in your mouth.

After being polite, Zheng Ren started to take the chopsticks first.

He picked up a duck-feet bag for Xie Yiren and looked at her with a smile and took a bite.

Director Xu felt envious.

Some professors come to walk and bring equipment nurses. As for whether there is any secret between the two, I can’t say much.

But not to mention whether the operation was done well or not, just talking about the equipment nurses she brought, Boss Zheng has a high vision! Whether it is age, appearance, or figure, it is the best choice.

It's really high, and it's so high.

Because she was out, Su Yun didn't drink, but just ate happily.

In addition to duck-feet bags, ground-pot chicken, donkey meat, stinky mandarin fish, and edamame curd all have their own characteristics.

Even as the main dish, there is a dish of Yangtze River Swordfish.

"There are three swords on the mat, river sword, lake sword and sea sword." Zhang Weiyu turned the Yangtze River sword fish to Zheng Ren and said: "Most of the ones you can buy on the market are lake swords and a small amount of sea swords, and the real river sword will not appear at all."

"Hasn't it been listed as a national protected animal yet?" Su Yun asked.

"Everyone says it is to be listed as a first-class protected animal, and you won't be able to eat it at that time." Zhang Weiyu said, "But the price of Jiangdao has risen like a rocket in recent years, and now it is 10,000 per kilogram."

"As long as the scales of the lake knife are complete, it looks very close to the Jiangdao. Therefore, as long as the lake knife is transported to Jiangyin, the quality is good, it can be sold for several thousand per catty, not because it tastes good, but because it can be pretended to be a Jiangdao."

"For us old foodies, the word "melt in your mouth" is not used casually. But no one has any objection to it." Zhang Weiyu said, "Fish fat has a special fragrance, and the lips and teeth are traced, and I am so immersed in my dreams. Once I was dreaming in the imperial capital, I dreamed of eating Jiangdao and duck leg bags."

Zhang Weiyu said, laughing, "I'm not afraid of everyone's jokes, the pillows are wet when I wake up."

Zheng Ren glanced at him and confirmed that Zhang Weiyu's system panel was fine, it should not be caused by cerebral infarction.
Chapter completed!