"Is this roast pig's eye?"
Adolphs looked carefully at the plate in front of him. There were two strings of kebabs with attractive barbecue flavor.
It's a pig's eye. It's a pig's eye dug out from the roots. However, after baking, it doesn't look as shocking as expected. You can still see the appearance of the eyeball under the oily brown and slightly burnt skin.
There are only five pig eyes on the string, which are strung together with bamboo sticks.
Although the smell is attractive, the roasted pig eye is really plain and nothing special. It can cure his thorny eye disease.
"Let me see what's special about this roast pig eye." Adolphus reached out and picked up a bunch of roast pig eyes, ready to taste them for himself.
"Don't worry, previous experience tells me, don't be in a hurry to eat roast pig's eye, wait for him to cool down a little..." Jason reminded that before he finished, Adolphus had bitten the first roast pig's eye.
"Poof"
The sound of eyeballs exploding, accompanied by the splashing of boiling hot slurry.
Fortunately, Jason raised the plate in his hand and blocked the splashing eye drops.
But Adolphus is not a little bit of defense, directly to meet the baptism of hot eye lotion.
"Hot!"
With the understanding of the eyes, Adolphus easily bit open the pig's eye, but what he didn't expect was that under the simple and calm appearance, there was such hot eye paste hidden.
The taste buds almost failed in this instant, and the hot feeling made him want to spit out everything in his mouth.
However, the idol burden of a semi public figure made him hold back.
The scalding gradually dissipated, and just as he thought about how to deal with his embarrassed pig eyes, the wonderful taste of eye paste began to bloom.
"The smell!" Adolf's eyes gradually brightened up, which was more delicious than bone soup. As the heat dissipated, he began to repair the mouth scalded by the boiling soup.
What a wonderful taste! I didn't expect that there was such tenderness hidden under the heat!
He didn't have much eye juice. After being greedily sucked, he began to chew the rest of his eyeball.
As an ophthalmologist with 30 years of clinical experience, this is indeed his first time to eat pig's eyes, or bigger than fish's eyes.
He once observed and planed pig eyes, because pig eyes and human eyes have many similarities, and are relatively easy to obtain, but it is the first time to chew and taste pig eyes like this.
The tough outer membrane is used to protect the eyeball. It's full of chewiness. A part of the eye that chews like crispy bone should be the translucent part of the eyeball. The process of savoring it is like he dissected the pig's eye again in his mouth.
He felt that the pig eye should be different from that of the pig eye raised by his family. The structure of the pig eye is similar, but the contents should be different. The transparent material seems to be more and fuller.
After a while, the first roast pig eye was swallowed.
The wonderful feeling still lingers in his teeth. He has completely withdrawn his arbitrary judgment at the moment. This delicious and special roast pig eye, even if it has no other effect, has far exceeded the value of 200 copper coins by its charming taste.
"Well, do you feel anything?" Jason whispered.
After thinking for a while, Adolphus said, "it's delicious."
Jason: --
"After eating the roast pig's eyes, there will be a slight coolness around the eyes, but it's not obvious. If you don't experience it carefully, it should be directly ignored. Maybe it's working on the eyes." Said Adolphus with a smile.
"Well, we have to be convinced of that." Jason said with a smile.
"If this roast pig eye can cure some difficult eye diseases, it's really a good thing for the patients. This boss is really a genius. He can make roast pig eye so delicious and has therapeutic effect." Adolphus nodded in agreement.
"Come on, the roast pig's eyes are cold. You can try the 15 year old rum. That's the three-year old bottle I bought." Jason put a glass of rum in front of Adolphus, laughing.
……
"Your Yangzhou fried rice." Abemia put a plate of fried rice lightly in front of Darren.
"What a beautiful fried rice." Darren leaned down a little bit, and his eyes lit up as he looked at the fried rice mixed with various colors on the plate.
My sister is right. It's like a rainbow.
"Wow, this fried rice looks very good." Dorothy's eyes also brightened, and her super-high face attracted her eyes. The fragrance of eggs and all kinds of food made her swallow.
"Sister Dorothy, this is delicious." Darren looked up at Dorothy, took a spoon, handed it to her, and said with a smile, "you take the first bite."
"No, I ordered a lot of things. It's yours and Lucy's. you can eat it." Dorothy waved her hand and said with a smile, "after watching your fried rice, I'm more looking forward to the next dishes. It seems that this is indeed a very good restaurant."
"That elder sister you eat." Darren turns the spoon to Lucy.
"Darren, you eat. I'll eat when you eat." Lucy shook her head, took the spoon, scooped a spoonful of fried rice and prepared to feed it to Darren. She looked at Darren's eyes and put the spoon back into his hand. She said with a smile, "now it's your turn to eat by yourself."
"Yes, yes." Darren took the spoon, but soon put it back on the plate. With a shy smile, he said, "I'll wait for everyone to eat."
……
At the end of the business hours in the busy evening, the guests walked out of the restaurant with some bulging stomachs, and their faces were filled with satisfied smiles.
Elizabeth soon finished the cleaning work of the restaurant, which had been open for a whole day.
"Let's go back and have a rest early. We have to go to work tomorrow." MEG took off his apron, looked at the crowd and said with a smile.
But they didn't mean to leave.
"Boss, we've all heard MIA say that if Sheryl is trapped in the wind forest, we want to rescue her together, just like the previous operation in the Falk tribe, I believe we can." Barbara looked at MEG and said seriously.
"Yes, it's too unsafe to leave her there alone." Mia nodded.
"If I need to, I can ask for help from the elders of my family." Gina raised her hand.
"I'm not sure if my uncle, who has just become the new ancestor, can control his power, but if I force him to die, he won't refuse to come." Camilla leaned lazily against the counter.
"I can play ten." Elena came down the stairs.
"So can I!" Amy holds the ugly duckling in her arms.