He swallowed hard and reached out to take the oyster.
Even ignoring the heat, the plump oysters slid smoothly into my mouth with a flick of my tongue.
It's plump and tender, with a smooth and juicy texture.
Slightly salty and spicy, with a rich garlic aroma that bursts on the taste buds.
The light juice splashed freely onto the tip of the tongue, bringing a burst of heat.
His tongue twitched, but he refused to spit out the soft, slippery liquid in his mouth.
Oyster meat has a more tender and smooth texture than most fish.
Fish meat is firm and tender, while oyster meat is juicy and tender.
Take a bite, and the rich juice bursts out.
It was simply a feast for the senses.
He didn't even have time to open his mouth before he ate them all one after another.
The kitchen was soon filled only with the sounds of a few people sucking on oysters.
Okai and Tuer were both thoroughly enjoying their meal, eating several at a time and unable to stop.
With a flick of the tongue and a suck, the plump oyster meat lies obediently in your mouth, completely at your mercy, requiring almost no effort.
Its texture is more like jelly.
It's so soft and tender, so slippery, that it just flows down your esophagus without you even noticing.
Tuer had just swallowed a mouthful of oyster meat when he reached for it but found nothing.
He looked up and realized that the grilled oysters on the grill in front of him were all gone.
Ling Miao looked at him helplessly, and he touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.
Tuer sighed, "I never thought oyster meat could taste so good."
Susan slurped her food while watching him, not forgetting to retort, "It's Miaomiao's cooking that tastes the best!"
Tuer nodded in agreement, "The boss's cooking skills are indeed excellent."
"Just not bad?"
Susan raised her chin and looked at him with a touch of pride.
The other person was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing and nodded repeatedly, "It's the best!"
He spoke these words sincerely, without any exaggeration.
Prior to this, he had also tried the dishes of two masters, Pang Wensheng and Slick.
The taste was outstanding, and even the presentation of the dishes was perfect.
Even though their main areas of expertise differ, both are top chefs in the culinary world.
However, as a sea-folk beastman, Tu'er's main source of food is seafood, and the seafood dishes prepared by the two masters are mostly light and blanched.
It reveals the most original and mellow flavor of the ingredients.
But inevitably, the monotonous, original flavor of seafood has become commonplace.
This was the first time he had ever eaten so much...
After a moment of silence, a fitting word popped into Tuer's mind—the warmth and vibrancy of everyday life.
This was the first time he had ever tasted oysters so full of the flavor of everyday life.
Grown and matured in the ocean, then transformed by charcoal grilling in the flames, following a pattern completely different from that of the ingredients themselves.
But in terms of taste, it retains a hint of the freshness of the ingredients themselves. The moment the juice bursts onto the taste buds, it evokes the aroma of the sea.
"As long as it tastes good."
Ling Miao smiled, and Samuel suddenly spoke, his words still somewhat indistinct.
What should we eat tomorrow?
He stared with curious eyes, his face full of drool.
Ling Miao pondered for a moment, looking at the grilled oysters in front of her, "Let's eat something light."
How about pumpkin porridge?
She asked everyone what they wanted.
Samuel pouted in dissatisfaction, "Why not eat seafood?"
"Seafood is so delicious!"
Seeing his request, Ling Miao glanced at the expressions of the other people in the kitchen, and seeing that no one objected, she said, "Then let's have seafood porridge."
"Very good!"
Samuel smiled with delight when his suggestion was adopted.
"Is there only one type? Do you want any others?"
Susan swallowed the oyster in her mouth and asked a question.
Ling Miao thought for a moment, "Then let's have another clam noodle soup."
"Add a tea egg!"
"Eat eggs?"
Samuel scoffed; he had no interest in any food other than seafood.
The yolk was choking, and the egg white was bland and tasteless.
Just like plain water.
It doesn't arouse any interest at all.
Because he didn't like eggs, he ordered seafood porridge and clam noodle soup the next day.
"Would you like to add a tea egg?"
Rella enthusiastically recommended it.
Samuel refused without hesitation and ordered with great interest, "Just the seafood congee and clam noodle soup."
Seeing that the other party refused, Rella's face showed a hint of regret. "Okay."
The restaurant was already packed, and even though it was early morning, the hushed conversations made it feel very lively.
Unlike Samuel, who only ordered porridge and noodle soup.
Most people ordered all three items for breakfast.
Seafood congee in a clay pot, clam noodle soup, and tea eggs.
It sounds incredibly delicious!
Only a fool wouldn't order it, because there won't be any left later!
They exchanged a glance, then remained silent, acting slyly.
The fewer competitors they have, the more they can take advantage of.
Only an idiot would offer a reminder.
Unaware of the danger, Samuel picked up his spoon and scooped up the freshly served seafood porridge.
The seafood porridge served in the casserole was still boiling, bubbling and releasing tiny, dense bubbles. The thick, beige bubbles burst open on their own for a while before settling down.
Steaming white vapor rises from the porridge, and wisps of aroma waft into your nostrils.
It's fresh and rich, with a savory congee base topped with a generous amount of seafood.
Bright red shrimp and shredded abalone are mixed in, making you stand out in the thick, rich rice porridge.
The thick, glossy rice oil coats it, giving it a light sheen that makes it look incredibly appetizing.
He stretched out his spoon, scooped up a large spoonful without hesitation, blew on it a few times, and stuffed it into his mouth.
The rich umami flavor explodes on the taste buds, mellow and not greasy, the abalone strips stewed until soft and chewy bounce between the teeth.
Mixed with the rich and thick rice porridge, one bite is like falling into a seafood medley.
It was covered in a rich, fresh aroma.
Samuel squinted contentedly and ate every last drop of the seafood porridge in the pot.
A pot of seafood congee is a single serving; logically, one shouldn't be able to eat anything else after that.
But this rule was broken long ago in front of Ling Miao's Youwei Restaurant.
Everyone wanted to order all the new dishes that were served that day and stuff them all into their stomachs.
Each one has a different flavor, and they are all delicious.
Since we can't choose, we'll take them all.
Children make choices; adults want it all.
This once-popular internet meme has found its most vivid expression in front of diners at Youwei Restaurant.
After finishing the seafood porridge, clam noodle soup was served.
The broth is milky white and rich, with each strand of noodle nestled quietly in the bowl, soaked in the soup. The clams open their mouths wide, fully displaying the tender meat inside.
A rich aroma wafted through the air.
Pick up a clam, and with just a gentle touch of the tip of your tongue, the clam meat easily slips off and rolls into your tongue.
It's as tender as oyster meat, but with an added touch of seafood flavor.
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