Chapter 1499 Crispy Pork Vermicelli Soup

In response to Gabriel's thanks, Yuan Zhou just nodded and didn't say much.

Tonight, Yuan Zhou was particularly inconsistent with his usually taciturn image. He would chat with his friends at the table while cooking.

Although he doesn't speak much, he does say a few words from time to time. The atmosphere of the whole store is particularly warm.

"Can we eat in the store today?" At this moment, an old voice came from the door.

Yuan Zhou looked up and saw two old men, one man and one woman, standing outside the door. The old man was wearing a black down jacket and looked very energetic with his face glowing red.

The female old man was wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket. She had a slender figure. It was obvious that she was wearing makeup. She was very neat and clean. She was also very intellectual and beautiful. She followed the old man's gaze and looked at Yuan Zhou expectantly.

"Of course, you can, but you can't order today." Yuan Zhou said.

"It's okay, it's okay, we won't choose, but what will we eat today?" the old man asked.

"Crispy pork vermicelli soup." Yuan Zhou said.

"This is good, hot and soft, easy to eat." The old woman who looked very particular said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, then we won't bother you." The old man said to Yuan Zhou with a smile.

"No." Yuan Zhou said and continued to cook soup.

The old man in Zhouzheng turned his head and carefully led the old woman across the threshold, and then led the people over to the table for four on the side.

"I wonder how much a bowl of this crispy pork vermicelli soup costs?" the old woman asked after the two sat down.

"No money is needed today. It's our 30th, Boss Yuan's treat." Jiang Changxi looked at the two old people and said with a smile.

"Well, I'm treating you." Yuan Zhou rarely gave Jiang Changxi face and nodded directly.

"How embarrassing." The old woman said.

"That's right, I'm sorry to bother you when I'm thirty this year, but I still don't charge you." The old man also said repeatedly.

"No money is collected on New Year's Eve every year." Yuan Zhou said.

"oh,

Is that so? That's because you, little boss, are kind-hearted. "The old woman said.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou did not refute this time and nodded lightly. I, Yuan Zhou, am a good man!

"By the way, the little boss can just give us a bowl. We are too old to eat much." The old woman said immediately as she watched Yuan Zhou serving the soup.

"You just need two pairs of spoons and chopsticks." The old man said with a smile.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou nodded.

After agreeing, Yuanzhou then started to serve the soup. He said it was crispy pork vermicelli soup, but it was crispy pork vermicelli soup, and it was a bowl for each person.

This Crispy Pork Vermicelli Soup is served in a large 2-tael bowl. The light white soup is topped with golden soft and glutinous crispy meat. The vermicelli sinks to the bottom of the bowl and is crystal clear. It is good at first sight. Sweet potato noodles, if you look closely, you can see the star-like light spots in the fans.

Those are the small bubbles in the vermicelli that originally became like this after being cooked, and such vermicelli will be particularly delicious.

The golden crispy meat, the pale white soup with green onions floating on it, and the white steam rising from the top when you put it in your hand, and the aroma comes with it.

"I think one bowl is too little." Wu Hai couldn't help but said as he served it.

"It's based on everyone's appetite." Yuan Zhou said.

"I think what this gentleman said is reasonable. The weight is indeed not much." Gabriel said in broken Chinese, smelling the fragrance.

Yuan Zhou looked at this foreigner who had been secretly called Garurumon when he came here recently. He glanced at his figure without any trace, and then said: "Eat less for dinner."

"Yes, you should eat less for dinner to be healthy." The old man who came to serve the soup also nodded.

"It's okay, I can digest my painting at night." Wu Hai said seriously.

"We don't have such a proverb in France," said Gabriel.

"We have it here." Yuanzhou said and continued to put soup bowls on the table.

"Young people's digestion is really good, but such a big bowl is enough." The old man advised.

Obviously, the old man and the old woman came here for the first time and knew nothing about Wu Hai and Gabriel's appetite.

"Get out of the way as soon as you get it." Jiang Changxi grabbed Wu Hai's collar, smoothly pulled him aside, and stepped forward to serve the soup herself.

Gabriel didn't want to be pulled away, so he consciously stood on the edge and went up. However, he did not sit down immediately, but stood on the edge with a bowl in his hand.

"Snort" Gabrielle took a sip of hot soup.

The delicious and slightly salty aroma of fried meat and chopped green onions hit your throat, making you want to stop eating.

But this was not the first time that Gabriel ate the food cooked by Yuan Zhou, and he still had some resistance. He just drank three sips again before stopping and said: "I heard that these days are very important festivals in China. Everyone will take a break, why doesn’t Chef Yuan take a break?”

Gabriel said this sentence in a bumpy way, but he finished it smoothly.

"You know, in France, we should rest during holidays." Gabriel continued.

Indeed, this is a fact. In the Western concept, if there is a rest day, then one should rest, but this is obviously not the case for Yuan Zhou.

Opening such a busy small shop with his skills, cooking three meals a day, without even a helper, all one person is responsible for preparing, washing, chopping and cooking, which is three hundred and sixty years a year. Five days without a break, which naturally surprised Gabriel.

"A knife will become faster the more you sharpen it." Yuan Zhou said.

Gabriel couldn't understand what he said. It was only after Zheng Jiawei took the initiative to translate that Gabriel finally understood.

After understanding it, Gabriel gave Yuan Zhou a thumbs up and said, "Awesome."

Just when Gabriel was curious about Yuan Zhou's work and rest time, the old couple on the other side who were here for the first time had already started to eat.

Yuanzhou not only gave them double serving utensils, but also a small bowl for them to eat from.

The old man first filled a bowl for the old lady and brought it in front of her, and then said: "Come and have some, it smells very good to me."

"Well, it does smell good." The old woman took the chopsticks and spoon and said directly.

"No, it looks very soft when cooked. You should be able to chew it. Try this meat." The old man said, pointing to the golden-colored, crispy meat with a soft skin.

"Okay, you can eat it too. It won't taste good when it's cold." The old woman didn't say much after hearing this, and directly scooped up a bite-sized piece of crispy meat with a spoon and stuffed it into her mouth.

The two old people are indeed very old. Although they look full of teeth when they smile, they are actually dentures, and their sense of taste has naturally deteriorated a lot.

Therefore, as soon as the crispy meat was in her mouth, the old lady felt it was soft and rotten at first, and then a long-lost meaty taste and a very light salty taste spread in her mouth.

"Bah, bah, bah," the old lady began to chew.

It is said that this meat has been fried, even if it has been cooked, it will definitely not be so soft. But in fact, it tastes soft and tender, not as good as tofu, but it does not take much effort to chew, and you can eat it clearly. To the taste of meat.

"This meat is delicious and has a meaty taste." said the old lady.

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