Chapter 1401 The Sauce Yuanzhou Can’t Make

In fact, Tang Qian had another reason for stopping Mazhida, but the three of them forgot about it as they talked.

Until lunch time started and after entering the store and sitting down, Tang Qian didn't think about it.

At this time, I had to express my gratitude to fate, because Tang Qian and Manman were naturally sitting together at the two newly added tables and chairs next to the cherry shrimp wall scene.

Speaking of which, the newly added tables and chairs have become a photo-shooting spot for internet celebrities.

I can't help it because it's so beautiful.

Yes, Yuanzhou's store maintains its consistent style. The newly added tables and chairs are still in the style of logs. The wood shows the color of the wood itself, rough and elegant. In addition, the large sakura and shrimp wall scenery behind it dances gently like petals. Pink cherry shrimp, light green aquatic plants under the glass tank, and dots of water-red crab apples peeking out from behind the wall-view door. It’s really beautiful to use this as a background for selfies.

Therefore, these two seats have become almost exclusive to girls, and whenever they sit in this position in the store, they will take pictures first as a sign of respect.

No, Tang Qian and Manman had already taken several photos, and then they put down their mobile phones and prepared to upload them to Moments after going out.

When Mazhida entered the door, he carefully placed the box he brought before starting to order.

"What are you going to eat today?" Zhou Jia, who came to order, asked.

"A bowl of rice is used to make white rice." Ma Zhida stretched out his hand and made a sign, then said.

"Okay, pay first and then eat." Zhou Jia said.

"Of course, I have already transferred the money." Ma Zhida picked up the phone and showed it to Zhou Jia.

"Well, please wait." Zhou Jia nodded and left.

"We can eat in a minute. I'm really looking forward to eating recently." Mazhida rubbed his hands and looked expectantly at Yuan Zhou who was cooking.

Wu Hai, who was on the narrow side of Yuenjia Road, ordered a large number of meals and turned his head to look at Ma Zhida with a suspicious look on his face: "Why did you only order a piece of white rice?"

Without waiting for Mazhida to answer, Wu Hai said with a vigilant look: "I understand, you want to steal my food, I tell you this is impossible."

Ma Zhida almost laughed angrily. Does this guy think that everyone is as shameless as him, so he can steal people's food?

The key question is,

Can he be robbed by a black beast?

Man does not fight with beast.

"I'm not that boring." Mazhida said angrily.

"No, given the exchange of words outside the door just now, I have reason to believe that you only ordered a bowl of white rice because you fell in love with my dish." Wu Hai said seriously, stroking his mustache.

"Go away, I'm not that stingy." Mazhida waved his hand.

"No, I will do this if I apply it to others, so you will definitely do the same." Wu Hai shook his head.

"So you have the self-awareness to know that you are stingy and vindictive, yet you are still shameless?" Mazhida laughed out loud at Wu Hai's logic and couldn't help but say.

"Of course, these are all my strengths, thank you for the compliment." Wu Hai nodded.

If you think about it seriously, being shameless is indeed not an advantage, but being as shameless as Wu Hai is, and it can even be said to be a useful tool in the workplace.

Apart from anything else, if you have three points from Wu Hai, it will be enough for you to dominate the workplace!

"..." Ma Zhida suddenly felt that it was not good to sit in this position today.

"Wu Hai speaks human language." Jiang Changxi and Zheng Xian, sitting on the other side of Wu Hai, turned their heads and said.

"Okay, I'm telling you, what is this, and why have you ordered white rice for three days?" Wu Hai pointed at the box Mazhida put on the table and asked with bright eyes.

At first glance, this box looks like the kind used for bottles of chili sauce. It is rectangular and well-packaged, but there are no patterns or words on the box, so I can't tell what it is.

"What the hell, Wu Shameless, do you care about me?" Ma Zhida was stunned for a while and then asked.

Yes, Wu Hai's words sounded innocuous, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that Wu Hai was asking him why he ordered white rice for three days in a row.

It was rare for Ma Zhida to come to the store to eat in a row, because as a white-collar worker, he was not that wealthy, but it was rare to come to the store and order white rice three days in a row.

In the first two days, Mazhida had just walked in and ordered food, and Wu Hai had already finished his meal and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Wu Hai could still remember that he had ordered white rice for three consecutive days.

"No, I care about it." Wu Hai shook his head and pointed at the box on Mazhida's desk.

"That's right, Ma Zhida, what's the matter with you? You can tell me directly." Jiang Changxi asked directly.

"Yes, yes, brother Ma, you have been eating nothing but plain rice for several days." Tang Qian, who had finished taking the photo, also hurriedly shouted.

Yes, Tang Qian wanted to ask Mazhida this question at first, but then she forgot about it when she said it, and now everyone remembered it again as soon as she said it.

As soon as Tang Qian shouted, other diners in the store also looked at Ma Zhida with concern. Even Yuan Zhou put down his plate and looked over, which made Ma Zhida feel warm in his heart.

This is not because the people in the restaurant are making a fuss, but because Ma Zhida is a new cuisine expert, he will definitely come to eat new dishes as long as they are released. Even if Yuanzhou has an entire cuisine, Ma Zhida will come here to eat it from time to time according to the rhythm.

But now, without mentioning it, I only order white rice with the sauce I brought, which makes everyone feel strange.

After all, if you are short of money, there is really no need to come to Yuanzhou's restaurant to eat, because the price of a bowl of rice is one hundred. But if you are not short of money, Ma Zhida's behavior is very strange.

Ma Zhida himself often talks about eating well when he comes to Yuanzhou's shop, otherwise he won't come.

"So I just like to eat here." Mazhida, who was looked at with such concern, sighed secretly in his heart.

"Seeing that everyone is so curious, let me tell you about the sauce in my hand." Ma Zhida smiled and then began to open the box.

Everyone saw Mazhida bringing this box to eat a few days ago. They were not very curious, but they all waited quietly and seriously for Mazhida to finish opening the box.

Only Wu Hai, who had never seen it before, looked at the jar of sauce curiously.

Seeing Wu Hai staring at the sauce in his hand, Mazhida immediately backed away slightly and said, "I only tell you the origin, but I won't let you eat it."

"It's not rare." Wu Hai said this, but his eyes were still looking at it seriously.

The jar that Mazhida took out was not very big, just a bit bigger than Lao Ganma's glass jar. It was full of Hongliang sauce, and large brown-black particles could be seen, which looked like some kind of Sauce instead of chili.

Although Wu Hai said that on the other side, Mazhida still turned sideways before speaking: "This jar is the beef sauce my mother sent me. It is made with an exclusive secret recipe. It is super delicious."

"Then what?" Wu Hai asked.

Wu Hai's question is also everyone's question, so after Wu Hai asked, everyone also looked at Mazhida.

"This sauce is difficult to make because it can only be made in September, and my mother is not in good health and can only make two cans at a time. She has been sending it to me during this season since I came to work here in Chengdu. "Mazhida touched the bottle and said.

"Then I can eat two jars of sauce until the day I go home for the Chinese New Year. I eat like this every year." Ma Zhida said with a smile.

"And this is the last jar of sauce. There are only forty days before the Chinese New Year and thirty-five days before I go home."

"Of course the best sauce goes with the best rice, so I ordered white rice."

"And you, Boss Yuan, can't even make this sauce of mine." After saying that, Ma Zhida looked at Yuan Zhoudao with pride and pride.

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ps: I recommend "I'm Really Immortal", a book by Xia Huaniang. Friends who like it can take a look.

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