Chapter 140 Rice Made by 0

"Boss Yuan?" The new guest was a pure-looking **** who looked at Yuan Zhou with big foggy eyes.

"Well, what to eat." Yuanzhou nodded, and then routinely asked.

"Boss Yuan looks good." The girl who looked innocent and shy said directly as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Thank you, what to eat." Yuan Zhou was in a good mood after being praised by the beauty.

"Tea eggs, anchovy shrimp, rice white, that's all." The girl ordered the dishes very seriously this time.

"Okay, a total of 3,274 yuan, cash or online, please pay first." Yuan Zhou immediately calculated the price.

The girl leaned forward suddenly, put her head on the long table, her smooth and beautiful black hair fell down instantly, and said with bright eyes, "Boss Yuan, I didn't bring any money today, or I'll pay with meat, what do you think, I'm Unlocked various postures, can it be horizontal or vertical?"

As he spoke, he stared at Yuan Zhou with a serious look on his face.

"No." Yuan Zhou's heart tightened, he looked at the girl seriously, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally settled on one: This girl definitely doesn't want to give money.

"Hey, doesn't Boss Yuan like my type?" The girl looked puzzled.

"Pay before you eat." The thought in Yuan Zhou's mind escalated to: There is a treachery who wants to defraud him of money.

"Boss Yuan has no sense of humor at all." The girl straightened up with a look of confusion on her face, which was very different from her innocent appearance.

"What does Mi Bai do?" Yuan Zhou was unmoved.

"Boss Yuan must know about brown sugar rice cakes, that's it." The girl smiled slyly, waiting for Yuanzhou to be defeated.

"Well, wait a moment." Yuan Zhou immediately turned around and left, looking lighter than usual.

"Boss Yuan, you are a single dog, so it is easy to evolve into a magician." The girl said regretfully.

"Do you really have any thoughts on Boss Yuan?" Wu Hai, who had watched a good show at the side, asked with a smile.

"Hmm, of course." The girl propped her chin with one hand and put the other hand on the table casually, humming softly.

This action is always not so gentle and vulgar when others do it, but with her delicate cheeks, she is free and easy.

"Really?" Wu Hai became even more curious.

How many people would even look at compasses?

"Of course...it's impossible." The girl turned her head and gave Wu Hai a blank look.

Wu Hai was confused and didn't know what the girl was doing.

Speaking of the girl's name is Jiang Changxi, she has known Yuanzhou for a long time, of course, from a friend, so Yuanzhou does not know her. She is almost thirty years old this year, but she looks very young.

She has never been stingy with those who are interested in her. After all, she is a self-proclaimed "three-lost woman who has been unlocked by her ex-husband in many new positions, who has lost her marriage, lost her foot, and lost her husband."

"Boss Yuan, tell me about your view on choosing a mate, I'll search for you, I'm sorry you don't look down on me, otherwise it would be the turn of those little sisters." Jiang Changxi said in a leisurely tone.

"I don't think anyone looks down on Boss Yuan." Wu Hai dismantled the platform.

"Mustache, looking at the way you wiped your chopsticks just now, I think you're single too." Jiang Changxi suddenly turned her head to look at Wu Hai and said.

"Well, I think it's good to be single." Wu Hai looked proud, but wondered what this had to do with cleaning chopsticks?

"It's good, but the left-handed gentleman and the right-handed gentleman are exhausted, and they have to work overtime during the day and at night. The poor ones have lost a lot of weight." Jiang Changxi showed a mysterious smile.

"Uh..." Wu Hai, who understood in seconds, said that he was just a pure-hearted artist, and with such a style of painting, he felt a little out of luck.

Three lost women are powerful, and they directly make Han Zhi shy.

Seeing Wu Hai's honest resignation, Jiang Changxi continued to talk to Yuanzhou.

"Boss Yuan, in fact, someone as knowledgeable as me is charming." He blinked, looking shy.

Now Yuan Zhou knew that he was being molested, the only benefit was that he was cooking, and Yuan Zhou was used to devote himself fully to cooking, so he naturally ignored Jiang Changxi's words.

Jiang Changxi was curious about Yuanzhou from the beginning. It is said that she is very serious and good-looking when cooking. Since that is the case, she must give it a try. Seeing that Yuanzhou really ignores herself, she will not say anything, and watch Yuanzhou seriously and start making rice cakes.

For Jiang Changxi, who has been tired of rice cakes for a long time, making rice white is a tailor-made dish for her.

The cooking of brown sugar rice cakes is actually very simple. One is the choice of raw materials, Yuanzhou has the best products provided by the system, and the second is the method. This is also simple for Yuanzhou.

In a small bowl of Jingshan Bridge Rice soaked in advance, mixed with water, Yuanzhou took out a small stone mortar, slowly poured it into it and started grinding. After grinding it finely, add brown sugar, stir a little and pour it into the stone mortar to continue grinding.

With the right amount of water, the thicker the rice milk, the more blooming it will be. Jingshanqiao rice contains a lot of silty, so you can steam the cake directly without adding additional flour.

Before finally putting it into the pot, Yuanzhou added the yeast and stirred it evenly, slowly poured it into the round bowl, it was exactly 80% full, put a lotus leaf on Yuanzhou on the big-hole steamer, and used a toothpick to poke thin holes on it. Then put the round bowl into the steamer and start steaming.

The sweet brown sugar rice cake is steamed in less than ten minutes after boiling water and high fire.

At this time, Yuanzhou's other dishes were also ready.

"Please use it slowly." Putting down the tray in his hand, Yuan Zhou took a few steps away, ready to greet other guests.

"Boss Yuan, why did you leave so fast, I still have something to ask." Jiang Changxi grinned.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Zhou asked with a serious face.

"This rice cake is so beautiful, but how can I eat it if it's too hot." Jiang Changxi said with a worried expression, pointing to the brown-red rice cake that had just opened six petals in the bowl.

"There are chopsticks." Yuan Zhou's answer was concise and powerful.

"Oh, well, Boss Yuan, let's go." Jiang Changxi just wanted to see Yuan Zhou's reaction, but Yuan Zhou calmly fled, still very satisfied.

As for Wu Hai, who couldn't help but laugh, he must have felt the same way.

Yuan Zhou went back to the kitchen silently, and decided not to go out for now, waiting for Mu Xiaoyun to greet the guests, he was solely responsible for doing it.

It is rare to find a girl with a pure and pleasant face, but she speaks so informally, but when she eats, her movements are gentle and delicate.

This time, there are only three kinds of rice, brown sugar, and yeast, but the appearance is like a rough ore flower, split into six-petaled hair cake, and it stays on the plate quietly, with green vines on the side .

Jiang Changxi picked up a small piece with a pair of chopsticks. Holding the chopsticks in her hand, she could feel the softness of the cake. When she took a closer look, there were tiny air holes in it.

Before each meal, the first thing to enjoy is the eyes, and then the nose. The rice cakes are mixed with brown sugar, and after the two are neutralized, the faint sweet smell comes to the nostrils.

Put it in the mouth and chew it for a while, the rice cake will melt softly, the taste is delicate, not like the soft one that doesn't need chewing, and it is a little bit flickering, it goes down the throat, and the final one left in the mouth is light. of lotus fragrance.

"Boss Yuan's hair cake is really delicious. It has no bitter taste of brown sugar at all." Jiang Changxi praised without hesitation.

ps: There is one more update in the evening. The overtime Cai Mao has the guarantee of integrity, but it is a bit late... (To be continued.)

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