A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot Chapter 612

  Chapter 612 Online concert starts

  Li Yi prepared a limited amount of crispy carp, and only 50 plates of meat were cut out of ten fish, and they were all ordered within half an hour.

   Diners who ordered crispy carp were amazed by its magical taste.

  As for the so-called broad bean disease, there was not a single case.

   The diners waiting outside the restaurant, every time they see a diner coming out after eating, they will ask how they feel about eating.

   And the diners after the meal will also describe the experience in detail and recommend delicious dishes.

  So, after a new wave of diners entered the store, many customers ordered crispy carp as soon as they came.

  It's a pity that the more than fifty servings of crispy carp have been ordered by the last wave of customers, and the subsequent customers can only order other dishes with unwillingness and longing.

  From noon to the afternoon, everyone in the back kitchen didn't bother to have a bite of food. They were busy washing, cutting, loading and serving the vegetables the whole time.

   Until the prepared ingredients are used up, there are still many diners waiting outside the restaurant.

  But there were not enough ingredients, and there was not much soup base left. Huang Xiaoming could only apologize and gave some gifts to the waiting diners to express his apology, saying that he could no longer serve them today.

   The diners waited for a long time, but when they got this result, they naturally complained.

  However, after Huang Xiaoming invited Linghua, Dao Lang and Erken to accompany the waiting diners to take a group photo, the resentment of the diners dissipated.

  Finally, at 7:30 in the evening, the restaurant sent away the last table of guests.

  Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if a bad battle had been fought.

  The Internet celebrities who stayed to help didn't care about their image anymore. They found a place to sit behind and rubbed their waists and legs with grinning teeth. It felt like their legs were about to break.

  They shared a lot of pressure for the show, and Huang Xiaoming also expressed to them that he hoped they could stay and have dinner together.

  Most of the ingredients prepared in the back kitchen have been used up, but we can still gather enough hot pot tables by gathering around corners.

  Although there is not much meat left, there are still a lot of vegetables, as well as some mushrooms and soy products.

  Li Yi soaked some fungus, shiitake mushrooms, kelp, wakame and other dry goods, and blanched some vermicelli and wide noodles.

  Clean up the miscellaneous things, and there is enough for a meal.

  After resting for a while, everyone cleaned the front hall and put the four tables together.

  Li Yi poured the rest of the base ingredients into the pot and boiled it. First, he put some tofu, bean curd, seaweed, shiitake mushrooms, enoki mushrooms and other cooking-resistant ingredients.

   Then they were divided into five large mandarin duck pots, and Wu Lei and the others brought them out, put them on the induction cooker outside, and started to burn them.

  People on their own don't pay so much attention to their meals. All kinds of ingredients are randomly piled up and placed around the mandarin duck pot, and everyone is seated.

  After a busy day, everyone is hungry.

  After the soup base boiled, everyone couldn't wait to take out all the hot ingredients in the pot and eat them.

   Feed again, waiting for the pot to open, the scene was inevitably a little cold for a while.

  Although I have been busy all day in the restaurant, the Internet celebrities and diners who stayed to help have not taken care of getting to know everyone.

  When I was busy, I didn't think there was anything to talk about, but now after sitting down, everyone didn't know what to talk about.

  But for Linghua, a native of Mongolia, the problem of silence is very easy to solve.

  She put down her chopsticks and asked everyone present, "How about we have a drink?"

   "A drink is fine."

  Zeng Yi also had this intention, and he responded when he heard the words, and then looked at Dao Lang.

  Dao Lang, as a half-northwest man, naturally would not refuse this proposal.

  So, Wu Lei took a few male Internet celebrities to the storage room and brought out several boxes of wine.

   Seeing the whole box of Feitian Moutai carried out by Wu Lei, Huang Xiaoming joked with a smile: "You brought all of Brother Yi's inventory!"

   These Moutais were used by Li Yi for cooking, and he brought the remaining two boxes.

   "It's okay, wine is for drinking, let Sister Tian buy it after drinking."

  Li Yi said with a smile, and then gestured to Linghua: "Sister Linghua, we only have white wine and rice wine here, what do you drink?"

   "Then I must drink liquor!"

  Linghua smiled heartily.

   Zeng Yi took the wine bottle handed over by Wu Lei, and said with a smile, "She can hold a lot of alcohol, you may not be able to drink her well."

   "No, no, just be happy."

  Linghua waved her hand, then scanned around, and seeing that everyone had poured wine, she smiled and whispered something to Teng Geer who was beside her.

  Hearing what she said, Tengger nodded, and immediately picked up the wine glass.

   "Well, let me tell you something!"

  Teng Geer was the oldest and oldest senior present. As soon as he spoke, everyone looked over quietly.

   Shaking his body with a smile, Tengger said with a smile: "I am very happy to participate in this program this time, because I met you friends.

  I am a Mongolian, and the way we Mongolians express our feelings is to drink.

  But before drinking, we Mongolians usually sing a few lines.

  Although I am not the host today, I will use this occasion to express my feelings with singing! "

  Hearing his words, everyone present cheered and applauded.

   Tengger cleared his throat and began to sing.

   "Fill the golden cup!"

   "Mellow milk wine!"

   "Hi Sai Luo Ri Outer East Race!"

"friends!"

   "Let's have a drink together!"

   "Sai Luo Ri Outer East Race!"

  Teng Geer didn't get up, just sat on the chair, and the thick singing sound spread throughout the restaurant.

  Although there is no accompaniment, the top singer is powerful, and after singing the first line of lyrics, he instantly infected everyone present.

  For a while, even the audience in the live broadcast room sent out a series of amazed "wow" bullet screens.

  No one took the lead, everyone at the scene spontaneously beat the beat, looking at Tengger in surprise, as if they could see the vast grassland and the hospitable people through his singing.

  After Tengger finished singing the first verse, Linghua joined in at the right time.

   "A sumptuous feast!"

   "The hot pot is delicious!"

   "Hi Sai Luo Ri Outer East Race!"

"friends!"

   "Let's have a drink together!"

   "Sai Luo Ri Outer East Race!"

  If Tengger's singing is like a galloping horse, then Linghua's singing is like a falcon flying along with the horse, light and melodious.

  The chorus of their male and female voices immediately brought the atmosphere of the scene to a peak.

  For a while, even Dao Lang couldn't help singing along.

  Li Yi can also speak Mongolian. Seeing Dao Lang joining, he raised his wine glass and joined the chorus with a smile.

  The addition of Li Yi completely ignited the emotions of everyone at the scene. Everyone applauded excitedly. There were bursts of cheers, and the applause and laughter almost drowned out the singing.

  The audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene, and the barrage was flying in unison.

   "Oh my god! Isn't this too lively?"

   "This atmosphere is good!"

   "The concert is about to begin!"

   "Is it true that the 55 nationalities except the Han nationality can sing and dance well after drinking?"

   "Haha! This is the atmosphere on our wine table in Mongolia!"

   "Gold Cup and Silver Cup, a song that every Mongolian will sing."

   "As soon as the singing sounded, I immediately lowered my head and gnawed grass."

   "I traveled to Mongolia eight years ago. I went there for seven days. I didn't eat a bite of hot food. I listened to this song!"

  Under the audience's discussion, Linghua, who had sang happily, raised the wine glass directly: "The feelings are all in the wine! Come on! Do one!"

   As she spoke, she drank a glass of white wine in one gulp, very generously.

  For Mongolians, alcohol is a sharp weapon to open their voices.

   After drinking a glass of wine, Tengger and Linghua sang completely.

   And the online concert that promised the audience before, also kicked off the prelude.

   5

  (end of this chapter)

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