Chapter 114

The golden rice cake looked refreshing against the green lotus leaf, and the rice cake with a faint aroma was brought to the table by Yuan Zhou.

"You two take it slow." Yuan Zhou's expression was light.

"Boss Yuan is well-informed, and he can make this too. Please have two more glasses of watermelon juice." Zhuang Xinmu is still very familiar with rice cakes. This thing needs to be accompanied by soup, otherwise it will stick to the throat and not speak. A little dry.

"Okay, wait a moment." Yuan Zhou nodded in response.

Get two watermelons out of the cupboard and start getting ready to juice.

"Twilight, this is the glutinous rice cake. It looks similar to the glutinous rice cake." Wu Zhou poked the golden glutinous rice cake on the plate and asked curiously.

"It's different. This one is made with only rice. The taste is different. You can try it." Knowing that Wuzhou had never eaten it, Zhuang Xinmu explained it carefully.

"What Mumu said is right, then I'll eat it." Wuzhou first licked his face and praised Zhuang Xinmu, then turned around to try it.

Yuanzhou's rice cakes are about the same size as those sold outside, but they look much better.

It's just that Yuanzhou doesn't have any fragrance.

As soon as the chopsticks were clamped, Wu Zhou directly stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.

"Kazha" bit off a piece at once, only to find that the outer layer of this rice cake is brown and crispy, but the inside is white and tender, soft and delicious, with a little stickiness of rice.

Take a closer look at this kind of brown and white tenderness on a grain of rice,

Half of the rice grains are golden brown and half of them are tender and white, with the slight salty taste inside, and the unique fragrance of rice, mixed into a special taste, soft, tender and crispy.

"piapia"

The mouth made a strange sound, and Wu Zhou couldn't help taking another bite. This time, the mouth was bigger, and the taste was clearer. When chewing, even the moisture of the rice came out, and it didn't feel dry at all.

One bite after another was quickly eaten by Wu Zhou.

"Twilight is really amazing, the rice is delicious this way." Wu Zhou swallowed his last mouthful and said in admiration.

Zhuang Xinmu didn't have time to answer right now, she just answered vaguely, "Hmm." She also ate with no regard for her image as a lady.

In fact, Wuzhou just thought it was delicious.

In Yuanzhou, it can be said that there is nothing that is not delicious, so it is a matter of course that this rice cake is delicious.

But Zhuang Xinmu is different. She often eats home-made food at home, and she feels even more profound.

To put it bluntly, the rice cake is just a snack. It is a little difficult to make, but it is limited. It originally needed to be served with soy milk, because it was really greasy and too dry to eat alone.

What Yuanzhou did did not have these shortcomings at all.

First of all, each grain of rice absorbs enough water. When chewing, the water in the rice grains is secreted along with the fragrance of the rice itself, resulting in just the right taste. As for the greasy, the plates and chopsticks are not stained. greasy.

The quick shaking when starting the pan ensures that there is no excess grease on it, leaving only the fried charred and crispy.

And these are all wrapped in a golden shell, so the aroma of the fried rice cakes is not strong.

"Boss, have you been to the Jiangnan area?" Zhuang Xinmu couldn't help asking.

Yuan Zhou answered decisively, "No."

Zhuang Xinmu's inner shock was huge. He had never been to how to make this rice cake that was better than Jiangnan's. It was unbelievable.

"I knew earlier that I wouldn't order watermelon juice, so I'd change to something else." Zhuang Xinmu regretted it a little. The two portions were almost 200 per person, so it was naturally impossible to continue ordering.

"It's alright, Mumu wants to eat something else." Wu Zhou knew his girlfriend best, and immediately said thoughtfully.

"No, just come again next time." Zhuang Xinmu sternly refused, seeing that Wuzhou was a little injured, and said softly, "Next time we come together, it will be a date."

The latter sentence is of course said in a low voice, of course, these are not a problem for Yuan Zhou, who has good ears and eyesight.

The result is that he is now seriously considering whether or not to refuse the couple's date. She has already thought about the reasons, saying that the couple's meal time is too long.

All this was in the blink of an eye, Yuan Zhou just thought about it, and handed out the prepared watermelon juice.

"You two take it slow."

"Master Xiao Yuan, have you served a new dish today?" The old man's energetic voice came from outside the door.

"No." Yuanzhou simply and neatly.

"Don't the boss have Mi Bai to do it." Mu Xiaoyun tilted his head and looked at Yuan Zhou in confusion.

"How can Master Xiao Yuan talk nonsense, he can't hide the new dishes." The old man was not angry, just asked with a smile.

"That's rice, not vegetables." Yuan Zhou said directly.

"Uh, it's really not a dish," the old man was also a little choked, but fortunately, the old man was broad-minded and didn't care, and said directly, "It's better to have rice, come with Jinling grass, and a bowl of white rice."

"Please look at the menu." Yuan Zhou motioned to look at the menu at the back.

"Grandpa, the boss only provides Mi Bai to make this dish..." Mu Xiaoyun held back her name for a while.

"Then I want plain rice." The old man looked at the price and insisted.

"Wait a minute." Seeing that the old man already knew the price, Yuan Zhou agreed.

It's just that the cooking is very fast, Yuanzhou just washed the rice and put it into the pressure cooker to cook.

Using a pressure cooker to cook rice can better ensure that the nutrition of the rice grains will not be lost, and can be firmly locked in the rice grains, and its taste and aroma are also the best.

While cooking, he started to handle Jinling grass. Yuanzhou didn't like to serve this dish. It was very delicate and should not be bruised a little. Of course, this was also a way for Yuanzhou to practice control.

While frying the Jinling grass, the rice is also well cooked, not much, not much, only one layer at the bottom of the pot is done, and all of them are placed in a small bowl. Yuanzhou can also put the rice into a round without changing the bowl. The dome looks extraordinarily neat.

"This meal looks really good." The old man praised Yuan Zhou as he looked at him like this.

"Please use it slowly." Yuan Zhou put it down in front of him.

The thin white porcelain is painted with golden tassels, as if two rough hands are holding the rice in the bowl.

A ray of heat floated up, and the aroma of the rice followed, as expected of the Jingshan Bridge rice in the middle of the ocean.

"Good bowl of good rice." The old man liked the pattern of the hands that looked like peasants.

After the praise is over, it starts to eat.

Jingshanqiao rice is well-known for its delicious, non-greasy, and delicious fragrance.

"It seems that I came just in time." Yin Ya Qingling's voice approached from outside the door.

"What do you want to eat today?" Yuanzhou greeted him personally, but Mu Xiaoyun didn't have time to speak.

"I saw that there is rice, I want a bowl too, and then side dishes." Yin Ya said with a smile.

"Well, Mi Bai did it." Yuan Zhou said directly without saying anything about the menu.

"Is there a hundred ways to do it?" Yin Ya's mind was still spinning very quickly.

"Well, what to eat." Yuan Zhou nodded.

...(To be continued.)