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Chapter 50 Exposed

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    Duck blood vermicelli soup, the main ingredient is duck blood and the auxiliary ingredients are duck liver and duck intestines. They are all junk ingredients. They enhance the taste through cooking, but the grade of the ingredients cannot be changed, and the grade of the ingredients also indicates the source of the ingredients. Most of them  They are fed junk food.

    The other main ingredient, vermicelli, is a low-grade ingredient, made from ordinary sweet potato flour and groundwater. Through Qi Ling¡¯s explanation, Gu Zheng guessed that these vermicelli are collected from rural areas. Only rural areas can use groundwater on a large scale, and cities cannot.  Allowed.

    The water source of the vermicelli soup was a bit unexpected for Gu Zheng. Gu Zheng originally thought that tap water was used to make the soup. After all, many restaurants in the city use tap water, but he didn't expect that they used mineral water.

    Low-quality mineral water, although it is low-grade, is much better than garbage-quality tap water. This water does not have the smell of bleaching powder, which can increase the concentration of the soup. This is the second type of low-grade water in this soup.  raw material.

    There are also the ingredients they use. The salt is sea salt, which is of low quality, and MSG is rubbish. There are all kinds of ingredients and low-grade rubbish. Generally speaking, there are two kinds of low-grade and three kinds of rubbish.

    About 40% of the ingredients in the whole soup are low-grade. With these 40% of low-grade ingredients and the chef¡¯s cooking skills, the taste will be improved a lot. No wonder there are so many small shops selling duck blood and vermicelli soup.  , but the business here is the best. When Gu Zheng was eating, there were already people queuing up. If he hadn't come in early, he might have queued up like these people.

    ¡°That¡¯s it!¡±

    Gu Zheng only took a few bites of duck blood vermicelli soup. It tasted good, but it was still far inferior to the omelette Gu Zheng had eaten in the morning. He had just eaten so many omelette in the morning, and Gu Zheng didn't want to be spoiled by these.  Food affects too much of the aftertaste. Just taste it briefly, understand it in your heart, and leave it there.

    Gu Zheng didn¡¯t eat much, but it didn¡¯t affect his evaluation. He finally decided to give Mu Mujiao a manuscript to write about the vermicelli soup here.

    Taking out his camera, Gu Zheng secretly took a few photos and left with satisfaction. The purpose of this trip was completed. The first was to give Shu Yu the share of the money, and the second was to look for delicious food so that he could go back and collect the manuscript Mu Mu had asked for.  Finish.

    With both tasks completed, Gu Zheng felt much more relaxed and walked slowly towards the subway station while humming a little tune.

    "Master Gu?"

    After walking a few steps, a voice suddenly stopped him. A car drove directly next to him on the roadside. It stopped regardless of whether it could park here. The window was rolled down, and his head was shaking.  Stretched out.

    "It's you!"

    Gu Zheng was stunned for a moment. The people in the car quickly got out of the car, looked at Gu Zheng up and down, and finally said: "You are not sick. Then why do the people in the store say you are sick? You can't come to the store.  Why are you here?"

    The one who got off the car was none other than the one with gold-rimmed glasses who was the first to discover the method of sharing fried eggs. He was also one of the customers that Gu Zheng didn¡¯t know much about, and he was deeply impressed. When someone questioned Gu Zheng about the huge profits from fried eggs, he was the one who helped him in the end.  Come to the rescue.

    "I'm not feeling well, so I didn't go out to see a doctor!"

    Gu Zheng rolled his eyes and said quickly. He was worried about meeting a regular customer eating omelette, so he deliberately spared a few blocks, but he didn't expect to meet him anyway.

    ¡°That¡¯s it, I happen to be fine, I¡¯ll take Master Gu to the hospital!¡±

    The gold-rimmed glasses suddenly smiled and immediately invited Gu Zheng to get in the car. It was a black car. Gu Zheng didn¡¯t study cars deeply, but he recognized the brand. It was a Volkswagen.

    There are many Volkswagens in Shanghai, and even people who don¡¯t know anything about cars basically know this brand.

    "No need, I have already seen the doctor and the doctor told me to go back and have a good rest!"

    Gu Zheng waved his hands hurriedly. He was fine at all. How could he go to the hospital? What's more, the hospital was full of poisonous things. To him, it was like a mountain of swords and a sea of ??fire. He was absolutely unwilling to do so before Tie Xian Xian Jue was promoted to the second realm.  Take a step into a place like this.

    "Then I'll take Master Gu home. I just have nothing to do!"

    Gold-rimmed glasses smiled and invited Gu Zheng to get in the car. Gu Zheng could only refuse again, saying that his home was nearby and there was no need to bother.

    "Master Gu, although I am not a doctor, I have been in business for many years. I always tell you that you don't look sick. I came to the store early in the morning to eat your omelette today, and now I still  I sent an employee to wait there, tell me, what would they think if I asked the employee to tell the waiting people that you are fine, Master Gu, and just wandered on the street and came out of a duck blood vermicelli shop?"

    The gold-rimmed glasses smiled maliciously. It turned out that he had seen Gu Zheng a long time ago and knew that Gu Zheng came from the duck blood vermicelli soup shop. Now Gu Zheng's lie was exposed.

    "Sir, that shop is not mine, it is a shop opened by my classmates. As for me, I am a food reviewer. Making omelettes there is purely to experience life. I have only been doing it for half a month. This has been a big deal since the beginning.  It was agreed, so I won¡¯t go there again in the future!  "

    Gu Zheng had no choice but to tell the truth, but it was embarrassing when the lie was exposed.

    "So, you will never sell omelettes again?" The man with gold-rimmed glasses frowned.

    "That's true!" Gu Zheng nodded.

    Golden Eyes chuckled and continued: "So that's what happened, then I won't let my employee wait stupidly, and Master Gu won't go again anyway!"

    "This is the best, thank you sir for your understanding!"

    Gu Zheng didn't expect that gold-rimmed glasses would be so easy to talk to, so he immediately smiled gratefully. This customer was indeed very considerate. He was the first to find out the loopholes in the rules. He was also the one who helped him out in the first place. Now he is such a reasonable and quality person.  It's just different.

    It¡¯s a pity that Gu Zheng¡¯s smile didn¡¯t last long, and he immediately froze again.

    "I can understand Master Gu, and I hope Master Gu can understand me. Your fried eggs are so delicious. It would be fine if I didn't meet you, but now that we have met, this is our fate. I can help Gu  Master, keep it a secret, don¡¯t let them know that you are not sick, and you will not sell omelettes again. There is only one condition, you must sell me an omelet today!¡±

    The man with gold-rimmed glasses stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Gu Zheng's eyes. Just like what he said, he had never met Gu Zheng and couldn't buy fried eggs so he had to give up. It was like he was on a business trip and hadn't eaten for several days.  to the omelette.

    But when he met, it was as if the delicious food was in front of him. How could he control it at this time? Like a man who had been hungry for many years, it would be okay if he didn't have a woman. If there was a woman in front of him, still naked, if he could still bear it  If he can, then he is no longer a man.

    This metaphor is a bit exaggerated, but the mood is the same.

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