Chapter 1112 Yin Ya Fails to Act Coquettishly

Since becoming his apprentice to Yuan Zhou, Technician Cheng has spent almost the same amount of time standing up as Yuan Zhou. He will not leave even after meal time, and just stands there and studies seriously.

Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, explained when he could. When he couldn't, he moved slowly and faced Technician Cheng so that he could see his techniques and steps clearly.

The master and the apprentice worked in such a tacit and quiet manner, teaching and learning one by one in the small shop.

"Gudonggudong" All the brown sugar in the casserole has melted and turned into brown sugar water, and it has slowly become slightly sticky in texture.

A brownish-red light could be seen on the surface of the brown sugar water. At this time, Yuan Zhou turned off the fire with a snap.

"This needs to be filtered four times. The taste will be more delicate and without residue." Yuan Zhou's voice came out softly from the mask. As he spoke, he picked up the casserole and started filtering.

"Swish, swish, swish." Technician Cheng nodded repeatedly, and then recorded Yuan Zhou's words in his notebook.

If you look carefully, you will find that what Technician Cheng recorded was Yuan Zhou's original words, word for word, and even the pauses in the middle were carefully punctuated.

After the lumpy brown sugar is boiled, there will be some sugarcane bagasse, which is the most when filtering for the first time, and less and less after the next three times, until there is no more.

And every time it is filtered, Yuanzhou will turn on low heat and simmer it for a while. When he scoops up the brown sugar water, it turns into a slow red line and flows down.

This kind of brown sugar water is neither thick nor light, just right for pouring on the ice powder.

After boiling the brown sugar, Yuanzhou didn't put it in a casserole and left it to cool. It was already getting late and it was time to prepare ingredients for lunch.

"Wow!" Yuan Zhou turned on the faucet and washed his hands.

"I'll go up and wash up." Yuan Zhou wiped his hands and said.

"Okay, master, how can I help?" Technician Cheng looked at Yuan Zhou expectantly.

"No, just digest it well," Yuan Zhou said.

"Okay, then I'll bring you a bowl of ice powder to try tomorrow?" Technician Cheng asked innocently, touching his fat belly.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou nodded, then turned and went upstairs.

"Thank you, master." Technician Cheng happily watched Yuan Zhou go upstairs.

This kind of conversation happens almost twice a day between Yuan Zhou and Technician Cheng. First, Technician Cheng asks if he can help, and after Yuan Zhou refuses, he asks if he can bring food to be judged.

The first Yuanzhou would refuse, and the next Yuanzhou would agree. Such conversations were repeated and persistent.

But Yuanzhou would answer seriously every time, even if the first time Technician Cheng asked for help, Yuanzhou had already refused.

Although he refused, Technician Cheng would still wipe the tables, chairs and benches while reviewing the ice powder Yuan Zhou had just made.

Yes, now Zhou Jia and Shen Min both have a sense of crisis towards Technician Cheng.

There is no way Technician Cheng was already very diligent before he had no status but there were still things left for them to do, but now that he has status, the chores in Yuanzhou's store are no longer their turn.

Oh, fortunately, Technician Cheng rarely helps with ordering.

Ten minutes later, Yuan Zhou changed into a clean and fresh daily Hanfu of light gray with silver-edged lotus pattern and went downstairs.

It can be seen that Yuan Zhou has become more energetic. He must have even washed his hair.

"Hello, master." Technician Cheng stood up immediately and said hello.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded, then washed his hands again and started preparing lunch ingredients.

After a while, a line began to form outside the door of Yuanzhou's store, and Wu Hai was naturally the first one.

"Do you have any new dishes today?" Wu Hai stroked his moustache and asked Technician Cheng who was looking at Yuan Zhou seriously.

"Looking for girls, let's forget it's not available today, but..." Wu Hai continued talking to himself.

Yes, since Technician Cheng revealed his real name, almost all the familiar diners in the store, except for the well-behaved Zhou Jia, Shen Min and the cute Mu Xiaoyun, would call Technician Cheng "the recruiter" in a friendly manner.

He also called it cordial and friendly, and even Yuan Zhou would call Technician Cheng to recruit girls with a serious face from time to time.

Yuan Zhou said that he was definitely not trying to make fun of Technician Cheng. He was calling him apprentice seriously and seriously.

After all, Technician Cheng is called Cheng Zhaomei, right?

"Yes." Technician Cheng turned his head, answered one word and then turned back.

"Ah? Yes!" Wu Hai's mustache didn't even bother to touch it. He stretched his neck hard and sniffed into the shop.

"Sweetness, a sweet smell." Wu Hai immediately recognized the smell of brown sugar in the air.

"What is this? It looks like there is something delicious again." Wu Hai did not ask Technician Cheng, but looked at Yuan Zhou's busy figure expectantly.

"Shameless, you don't like sweets, why are you happy?" Ling Hong asked standing behind him.

"Of course I don't like the sweet ones from other places, but I can swallow the ones made by Boss Yuan even if they are bitter." Wu Hai said with a serious face while stroking his moustache.

Wu Hai said this loudly, hoping that Yuan Zhou would open a small stove for him after hearing this. After all, Wu Hai was known to be afraid of hardship, but even if he was afraid of hardship, he would dare to eat what Yuan Zhou cooked, which showed that he was very fond of it. Yuan Zhou's craftsmanship is highly respected.

But Yuanzhou actually heard it and thought to himself: "Bitter? It seems that I can eat cold bitter melon next time. It clears away heat and relieves heat. It's perfect."

Wu Haipi felt very happy. He didn't know Yuan Zhou's inner plan yet, but he couldn't care about it now because lunch time had started.

"What's the new dish? I want one." This was the first thing Wu Hai said as soon as he sat down.

"It's brown sugar ice powder." Zhou Jia said.

"Is it ice powder? I haven't eaten it for a long time, I want one too." Yin Ya then said.

"Okay, wait a minute." Yuan Zhou glanced at Yin Ya, then nodded and turned around to get the ice powder.

Yuanzhou's ice powder is packed in a white and transparent glass bowl, with slightly thick brown sugar water poured on it. It slowly penetrates into the ice powder the moment it encounters it.

Therefore, by the time Yuan Zhou brought the ice powder to Yin Ya, a thin layer of ice mist had already formed on the outside of the transparent glass bowl. When looking through the bowl, the red brown sugar water inside looked like mist. Wrapped in pieces of crystal clear ice powder.

"Please use it slowly." Yuan Zhou put down the bowl and spoon.

"Okay, thank you, Boss Yuan." Yin Ya smiled sweetly.

"You're welcome." Yuan Zhou grimaced even harder and then retreated to the kitchen.

As soon as Yuan Zhou left, Yin Ya picked up the spoon and prepared to eat.

"So beautiful." Yin Ya sighed as she looked at the ice powder on the porcelain white spoon.

Yes, it is indeed beautiful. There is an irregular piece of ice powder on the spoon. It is not like other ice powders that are usually dead white and transparent, but sparkling.

"It turns out they are small bubbles." Yin Ya took a closer look and discovered that the shiny things were small bubbles in the ice powder.

The little bubbles are dotted in the ice powder like little stars. When refracted by the lights in the store, they are as beautiful and charming as little stars.

"Boss Yuan, you make it so delicious every time that I can't bear to eat it." Yin Ya looked up at Yuan Zhou, her voice slightly squeamish.

"Color, aroma, taste, meaning, and shape, these are the basics." Yuan Zhou immediately stood up straight and said seriously.

"..." The coquettish act failed, and Yin Ya was speechless for a moment.

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