Chapter 135 The Method of Completing the Task

Mu Xiaoyun was in a particularly good mood. She got a chrysanthemum in the morning, and was mistaken for the real thing, thinking that she had picked the flowers. She walked in and took a closer look to find that it was not the case. Although she was almost wronged, it also proved that the flower was actually It is carved.

When everyone praised Boss Yuan's craftsmanship, Mu Xiaoyun also felt honored.

"Boss, can you carve some more and put them at the door?" Mu Xiaoyun took the initiative to ask when she saw that there was no business in the store.

"Why?" Yuan Zhou was a little curious, thinking that Mu Xiaoyun and him had the same idea.

"Because it looks good." Mu Xiaoyun said as a matter of course.

"You said that you can choose any one to take with you when you come to eat." That's right, Yuan Zhou's idea was to give the fake and real carved flowers to attract the attention of some people.

"Take it away? Is it like me?" Mu Xiaoyun thought about it and asked.

"Yeah." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Why do you do this?" Mu Xiaoyun said honestly.

"Good-looking." Yuan Zhou paused and said with a natural expression.

"But it feels bad to give it for free." Mu Xiaoyun tilted his head and looked at the few remaining flowers on the shelf outside the door.

"Understood." Yuan Zhou thought for a moment that it was indeed a loss, but business was the most important thing.

The focus now is how to send out such benefits without a trace.

After all, Yuan Zhou was still very cold.

"Is that still available?" Mu Xiaoyun looked at Yuanzhou and asked seriously.

"It depends on the situation." Yuan Zhou was thinking about it and replied casually.

Mu Xiaoyun, who was about to ask questions, was interrupted by the guest who had just entered the door.

"I heard that this rice can be made a hundred times, as long as the main ingredient is rice, right?" A gentle and handsome man in a well-dressed suit and rimless glasses asked gently.

"Yes, sir, what do you want to eat?" Mu Xiaoyun stepped forward and greeted enthusiastically.

"Is soy sauce fried rice okay?" The man's tone was gentle and his attitude was also good.

Mu Xiaoyun looked back at Yuanzhou,

Seeing the boss nod, he said with a smile, "Okay, please wait a moment."

"Please don't put onions, thank you." The man added again, and then sat down quietly.

"No onions." Yuan Zhou said while wearing a mask.

"Thank you boss." The man nodded gently.

He is really naive, even the expensive noodles in clear soup don't have chopped green onion, do you still want chopped green onion for a bowl of soy sauce fried rice?

"Yeah." Yuan Zhou responded and started to prepare fried rice.

This fried rice can be made directly with rice grains from egg fried rice and Xiangshui rice, but the method is different.

Take a bowl of rice, plan it loosely, separate the basic grains of rice, hang it on a bamboo sieve, and start preparing other seasonings.

Yuan Zhou took out a small bowl, the color of agar-agar, soft and delicate grease, and put it in front of the stove for later use.

This time, the protagonist of soy sauce fried rice is ready. Generally, chefs fry this dish and mix the rice with soy sauce in advance, which can ensure that the color of the fried rice is even and beautiful.

And Yuanzhou doesn't need this.

Rice and soy sauce are vegetarian, so they need to be blended with meat oil. The white oil just taken out is pork suet.

Put in the pork suet and melt it. The prepared pork suet has no peculiar smell at all, so after it has melted, pour it directly into the rice. It is easier to fry the rice with the cold oil in the hot pan.

The soy sauce here in Yuanzhou is exceptionally different. The logo on the bottle above is 'Autumn Oil'. He didn't understand it at first, but only after asking the system did he know what it meant.

The current word in the system: "Autumn oil means the best soy sauce."

"Traditional soy sauce only needs three ingredients: soybeans, salt and yeast, and the best autumn oil needs to be sun-dried in the dog days, then cooked and cooled, mixed with yeast, and then layer by layer of salt and layer by layer. Put it into the sauce tank and slowly mature and ferment.”

"The center of the sauce tank needs to leave a hole deep into the bottom of the tank, so that the active breathing of the sauce body can be maintained for three years.

"The first smoke drawn in this way is called the first smoke, also known as autumn oil. It is delicate and soft, full of bean fragrance, and has a long and mellow taste. It is used to blend food, and it is suitable for both meat and vegetables."

"I serve." After Yuan Zhou read the introduction, there was only one word, serving in capital letters.

It's just a soy sauce, it's really too much to pay attention to.

However, the harmony of the five flavors is the best for every picky gourmet, and Yuanzhou only cooks the best food, even simple soy sauce fried rice.

Before the autumn oil was put into the pot, Yuanzhou added a little sugar, stirred it well, poured it into the pot, and officially started frying.

Stir-frying on high heat, flipping the spoon and the like is very fluent. Before starting the pot, Yuan Zhou sprinkled some beige powder with one hand and placed it on the plate with the other.

Put on a tray and serve in front of guests.

When there were not many people, Yuanzhou would serve the dishes by himself. This was also a job, and it was a pleasure to watch the guests happily eat what he made.

"Please use it slowly." Yuan Zhou put down the tray.

"Okay, thank you, it looks delicious." The man used a strange adjective.

Yuanzhou didn't care, and the man didn't explain it and started eating directly.

The color of the soy sauce fried rice in front of you is bright, the oil fragrance and the rich sauce fragrance are radiating out with heat.

Before eating, one's vision is the first enjoyment, followed by the sense of smell, but this is not the case with the man in front of him. He directly stuffed it into his mouth and began to chew.

Only then did the man feel the aroma of the soy sauce fried rice.

The fried rice in the mouth is soft and tender, the aroma of the soy sauce penetrates into the rice grains layer by layer, and the sauce aroma of the soy sauce is accompanied by the aroma of the rice and the oil.

After swallowing, there is still a trace of umami in the mouth, the layered and integrated taste makes the look of the man with glasses more gentle, and the spoonful moves elegantly and quickly.

A plate of fried rice, before you know it, sees the bottom.

Soy sauce fried rice can be so delicious, really amazing.

"Thank you, it's delicious and delicious." The man smiled.

"Well, there are flowers at the door, you can take them." Yuan Zhou nodded and pointed at the door with a serious look at the fake radish flowers.

"Thank you so much for sending flowers for dinner." The man's eyes narrowed slightly behind the lenses, looking very happy.

"Choose yourself." Yuan Zhou said generously.

On the shelf are all kinds of radish flowers that Yuanzhou carved in the morning.

There are graceful roses, gorgeous and colorful peony, pretty camellias, and peony flowers of national color and heavenly fragrance. Now Yuanzhou's carvings are basically complete in form and spirit, and there is no problem in mixing the fake with the real.

"Thank you boss, it's very beautiful." The man held a peony and thanked him again, and this was immediately.

"Boss, didn't you just say that it might not be delivered?" Mu Xiaoyun was a little curious, why did he directly ask someone to take it.

"So I politely let him choose." Yuan Zhou said solemnly.

"Euphemistically?" Mu Xiaoyun felt that the boss must have used the wrong word. What the teacher taught and what the boss used were completely different, and had nothing to do with it.

"Well, euphemistically, next time you can be a little more direct." Yuan Zhou thought seriously.

"Actually, that's fine, really." Mu Xiaoyun vainly developed a sense of superiority, a sense of superiority in language and mathematics.

Today, the boss is a little abnormal, and it shouldn't be normal... Mu Xiaoyun thought to himself. (To be continued., Your support is my biggest motivation.)