"Qin Dong——"

When the friends met, they were particularly intimate. Shao Dawei ran up from downstairs. After not seeing each other for a few years, his belly became more and more round and his face was filled with a happy luster.

"I'm late, I'm late..."

"Dawei, you have double chins!" Qin Dong greeted him affectionately, and after hugging him affectionately, he patted his belly with affectionate feelings.

Shao Dawei smiled and patted his stomach, with a magical expression, "Why, when did you arrive in Tianjin, you don't want to have dinner with me, afraid that I can't afford to treat you...Don't meet me..."

"You invite this meal, we didn't say we spent money. When we arrived on the ground in Tianjin, I couldn't say it would be better if you didn't invite me." Qin Dong smiled and asked Shao Dawei to sit on the table. "This is my trainee classmate in Japan. We live in a dormitory," he introduced. "This is an expert, Tianjin local cuisine is the most authentic... We just talked about what the taste of Tianjin cuisine is? We are outsiders, so we have to listen to what the locals say."

Speaking of eating, Shao Dawei immediately became energetic, "I want to hear how outsiders evaluate our Tianjin cuisine."

"Look, Tianjin people eat salty food. Look, look at the bacon this morning," Guo Bin took a sip of water, "The taste is too heavy!"

The so-called pot crust is a pancake that is dried and cut into small willow leaves. People in Tianjin soak it in stew, then add sesame paste, crumbs, spicy oil, sprinkle with dried braised slices and coriander foam and other ingredients and eat it. Just look at these ingredients, do you feel that the taste is super rich?

However, with a rolled ring, take a bite and the mouth turns fragrant. The more you chew, the more you taste, the more delicious it is. It tastes really delicious, and salty is really salty!

"Director Shao, Tianjin, does salt cost money?" Li Yinbo took a sip of beer, Haihe Beer. Since he was going to fight with Haihe, how could the other party not drink the beer?

This sentence immediately resonated with everyone.

It is said that "a good chef has a handful of salt". Tianjin cuisine is so willful that it has overturned the salt jar. From eight bowls of fried shrimp, sautéed fish fillets, stewed meat, stewed fish, white meat, gluten, roasted pork, and frosted meat, to various Tianjin snacks, "salty" is a taste that Tianjin people cannot do without.

"Look, like us Qinwan people, Tianjin people also love seafood!" Honghong smiled. Like Qin Dong, she had no idea about the appearance and taste of this city.

Yes, for the old Tianjin people, the terrain at the bottom of Jiuhe River is inseparable from the seafood and seafood.

People in Tianjin often say, "I can't count on borrowing money to eat seafood." Among these seafood, shrimp paste is the most common and daily thing to eat, which is similar to Qinwan.

As the earliest city to open a port, the taste of the city has been brewing and rooted in it for many years, and "salty" is the basic taste of this city.

For many Tianjin people, this taste of Tianjin is a bond brought to themselves by their hometown and the taste of their homes. The whole city is also delicious and steaming because of this taste.

"Our country is so big, generally speaking, sweet in the south, salt in the north, spicy in the east, sour in the west. People in the south of the Yangtze River like light, sweet and salty, refreshing, people in the northwest like to eat dishes with sour taste, economical and affordable beef and mutton. People in the northeast like to eat fish dishes that are fat but not greasy and fatty..."

It is really hard to summarize people from Tianjin, but ordinary sweet and sour, salty and fresh mouths have been integrated into life. They are not only delicious food on the table, but also topics of conversation after dinner.

The taste of Tianjin people is like an old god who jumps out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements, and you will never be able to understand it.

"Salty fresh, salty and sweet..." Qin Dong said with a smile.

When Shao Dawei heard this, he raised his thumbs up.

"I think that people in Tianjin are not going the same way to go. The taste of Tianjin cuisine is not single, sweet and sour, spicy, fresh and salty..." When it comes to eating, everyone is very interested, and Luo Ling's dimples appear on her face again.

"Yes, yes, she's right..." Shao Dawei was mysterious at first and rarely didn't interrupt, but when Luo Ling spoke, he couldn't help it.

"You see, this snail carp is the master of this aspect. It is made of live carp with scales, with sweet, sour, salty, spicy and numb, mixed flavors... Tianjin people mix all kinds of flavors together."

Luo Ling smiled, but beer cannot be salty and fresh, salty and sweet. The taste of Tianjin people is like instant noodles, which is fixed, but the sauce pack is like beer. What kind of beer can be worthy of the salty, salty and sweet and spicy flavors?

If you can create beer that is close to the taste of Tianjin people, why worry about the market being unable to open...

Shao Dawei was very talkative. Once he sat down, there was basically no chance for others to speak.

"Qin Dong, are you trying to ask, I'm used to eating sweet and sour, salty, fresh, spicy, what kind of beer is the most popular among Tianjin people?" He picked up a piece of fish, "Anyway, I think our beer is average."

"Okay, our Rong Beer is with your taste. Can you drink it?" Qin Dong smiled and filled him with a glass of beer.

"To be honest, don't you don't like to listen, it's just the same." Shao Dawei thrust his belly magically, "I feel that it's not as good as our Tianjin beer to enhance the flavor."

"So what kind of drink is popular?" Luo Ling smiled, and this smile made Shao Dawei so fascinated.

"Don't be too sweet anyway, hey, Qin Dong, don't look at me like this. I'm rich, but I really don't want to drink too sweet drinks." Shao Dawei said authentically as if he was confessing his love.

"It's just a low-sugar drink. Are you interested in trying our new beer?" Qin Dong smiled and raised his glass, "I'll sign up for you for the round trip ticket."

"Isn't I?" Shao Dawei was almost slapped in his chest. "I am an office director and I can't even report a few tickets, but I'm just busy with work..."

"Mingcui Liu launched a few new dishes a few days ago..." Qin Dong said with a smile.

"Ah... Then I'm going to try it..." Shao Dawei immediately changed his words, "The factory is just trivial matters. When I go on a business trip, no one can say anything... Qin Dong, what kind of dish is it..."

"Good food and good wine," Qin Dong stood up, "Then let's go quickly, what are you talking about..."

Qin Dong left, Luo Ling and Honghong stayed, and with the few lesbians selected, Rong Beer's sales team in Qinwan became a deputy army of women...

"Mu Guiying takes charge..." Guo Bin said with a smile.

"I am Mu Guiying," Luo Ling smiled and patted Guo Bin's shiny hair, "We women's soldiers are going to teach Horton a lesson..."

The hair she had finally taken care of was messed up again. Guo Bin magically took out a small comb from his pocket and complained, "Whoever I messed with my hair, I have to pull it off whenever I see it..."

"How is it, Dawei, this time I'm going to Qinwan, why don't you come back, go to our factory to do it." Qin Dong invited in the car.

"I don't want to leave Tianjin..." Shao Dawei subconsciously refused.

"You are a talented person..." Qin Dong joked.

However, Shao Dawei also knew that, "I am a dacai, but you are all the general managers. Which of the classmates in our Japanese training class is not the factory leader now? I am still the office director... the waiter..."
Chapter completed!