Chapter 1716 Yuan Zhou Loses Money

After Zong Mo finished speaking, everyone thought that Yuan Zhou was simply losing money and making a profit this time, but as soon as the gentle man said this, the diners sitting there couldn't help laughing.

"That's right." Zong Mo was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"You can eat unexpected delicious food in Boss Yuan's shop." Sven Man said with emotion.

"That's what I say, but I feel like you will lose money, Boss Yuan." As regular customers of the store, everyone naturally wants to eat more delicious food, but at the same time, they don't want Yuan Zhou to really lose money and make a profit.

"Yes, boss Zong said that this chicken costs two thousand and five dollars. If you exchange it for soft girl coins, it will cost you a lot." Among the diners, there are more Northeastern people as the number of diners increases.

"To be precise, the price of Ximani black-bone chicken in China is between RMB 17,000 and RMB 70,000. Of course, this was the price quoted two years ago. I don't know now." Zong Mo said, showing his hands.

"This is too expensive." The diners were stunned and looked at Yuan Zhou worriedly.

The unit price of Yuan Zhou's winning soup in this Cantonese soup competition is 450 yuan, or 225 yuan after discounts.

This price is just a fraction compared to the price of Simani chicken.

Of course, two hundred and twenty-five cups of chicken soup is actually very expensive, but it depends on where you drink it. If you drink it elsewhere, people who hear it will either say that you are rich and willful, or that you have money to burn it.

But drinking in Yuanzhou's shop is different.

But before starting, everyone thought the chicken soup was expensive, but now looking at the chicken soup in front of them, they all felt that Yuan Zhou was at a loss.

Just when everyone was looking at Yuan Zhou worriedly, Yuan Zhou took advantage of the opportunity to serve the dishes again and spoke.

"If multiple chickens are stewed together, one chicken can hold five cups of soup on average, and this chicken is not an ornamental chicken, but a specially bred food chicken." Although he was wearing a mask, his voice reached everyone's ears clearly.

"The iron content of this chicken is the highest among the same type of black-bone chicken, and combined with the red dates, it has an excellent nutritional supplement effect." Yuan Zhou said again.

"That's right. In addition to the beautiful blue or dark green color of this chicken under the sun, I heard that this chicken has extremely high nutritional value and is also very rich in iron. It is known as having magical powers in Indonesia. ." Zong Mo was the first to nod in approval.

"One chicken and five cups of soup, if it's not cultivated for viewing, it's okay." Everyone calculated in their minds and felt like they had picked up a bargain.

"So we must have this chicken soup tomorrow. It would be a shame if we didn't."

"That's right, so let's line up early tomorrow!"

This is the common sentiment of those who did not arrive in line today.

Because after hearing the origin of this chicken, everyone felt that they would be at a loss if they didn't eat it, which suddenly made everyone's fighting spirit high.

"It's all you today. If you hadn't gotten up ten minutes late, we would definitely have eaten it!" Kazilan, the girl with big eyes, huffed angrily. She also wanted to drink soup.

"Then why didn't you say that you put on your own makeup and it was twenty minutes slower than usual." The bead-eyed man retorted.

"It's because you have to go to the toilet before going out." Kazilan, the girl with big eyes, said.

The pea-eyed man continued to say without any desire to live: "You have already gone out, and you still return home to change your bag."

After this, the girl couldn't find any more reasons, but she had a secret weapon. The girl said angrily: "You said it yourself, the bag doesn't match the clothes. Is it wrong for me to go back?"

"That's right, that's right." The bean-eyed man replied immediately.

"Because I put on the wrong lipstick, my makeup took 20 minutes longer than usual. Is it my fault?" Kazilan, a girl with big eyes, asked again.

The beady-eyed man replied decisively: "No, no, it's because the right lipstick didn't jump out on its own initiative."

The big-eyed girl Kazilan asked: "So."

"So I've bought gallery tickets, and we can go see it then." The bead-eyed man turned around forcefully.

The big-eyed girl Kazilan nodded with satisfaction.

The way these two get along is that when one is angry, the other will give in.

Otherwise, if the two compete against each other, both sides will suffer losses.

The ticket to the gallery that the two of them mentioned, that is, the ticket to the Painting God's Cabin, was about to open. This ticket was very popular, and the bean-eyed man had to go through a lot of effort to get it.

Many people buy tickets to make money, but Wu Hai, like Yuan Zhou, buys tickets to limit the number of tickets. If the number of tickets is not specified, the venue will be overcrowded.

With this incident, the diners who were enjoying their meal outside the door suddenly looked like they were tomorrow's competitors, and they were no longer so harmonious.

The diners who listened to Yuan Zhou's specious explanation naturally didn't know that this chicken was a food-grade Simani chicken that had been systematically cultivated.

Yuan Zhou knew it, so he turned around calmly and continued cooking.

Zong Mo on the other side was just starting to drink soup, while Wu Hai, who was sitting next to him, had already finished one round and started to get up and give up his seat.

While Zong Mo and everyone were marveling at the top quality of Yuanzhou's ingredients, Wu Hai buried his head in eating without saying a word, stroking his mustache comfortably from time to time while eating, with a very satisfied expression on his face.

After all, Wu Hai is a person who has seen the world. Didn't you see that he has eaten and knows about the series of top-notch ingredients such as beef sauce made from extinct beef, extinct Chenghua pigs, and tea eggs.

So Wu Hai was not surprised. He would be surprised if Yuanzhou brought out ordinary stew ingredients.

Normally, Zong Mo would have finished eating, but today I was delayed until now because I was talking about Jimani black chicken. Fortunately, the purple sand has a good thermal insulation effect.

Now that the soup cup was still slightly hot, Zong Mo picked up a spoonful of soup with a spoon, and then realized that the color of the soup was light red brown.

"It turns out it's not transparent." Zong Mo thought to himself, and then fed it into his mouth.

In an instant, the delicious taste of the chicken exploded directly on the tongue, and the delicious and warm feeling continued from the mouth to the throat and then slowly burned slightly into the stomach.

"Gudong" After swallowing it in one gulp, the deliciousness of the chicken is swallowed into the mouth, but the slight sweetness of the red dates rises from the base of the tongue.

"Ha, it feels good." Zong Mo didn't feel satisfied after taking a sip of the soup. He didn't care about anything else, so he directly picked up the soup cup and took a sip, sighing instantly.

Stewed soup is inherently a very complex flavor. Various flavors need to be superimposed together, but they must be distinct and cannot be lumped together.

This stewed black-bone chicken with red dates has such a feeling. The deliciousness of the chicken in the soup is fully reflected when Chuchu takes the first bite.

Then there is the slight sweetness of red dates, and the taste of meat comes again.

"It tastes good." Zong Mo was very restrained. When only half of the drink was left, he picked up a piece of Simani chicken meat with his chopsticks.

"This is a piece of chicken leg meat. I'm quite lucky." Zong Mo thought like this and stuffed the meat into his mouth without paying much attention to it.

I don’t blame Zong Mo. In fact, many Cantonese-style Laohuo soups never pay much attention to meat, and generally the chicken after stewing the soup is thick, old, and not chewy.

If this wasn't a small restaurant in Yuanzhou, Zongmo wouldn't even know how to put the meat in the stew.

Even though Zong Mo had high expectations for Yuan Zhou, this piece of black chicken with metallic luster still surprised him when he took it into his mouth.

The chicken was so soft and rotten that it melted as soon as you took a sip. Only then did Zong Mo know where the disappearing oil beads had gone. It turned out that they were all wrapped in the chicken.

As soon as the chicken melts, the rich taste of chicken fat, which is more than chicken soup, spreads in your mouth.

"It's amazing that the fat of the chicken is not exposed." Zong Mo sighed with his mouth closed, and then kept picking up the next piece of chicken with his chopsticks.

"I didn't expect this ornamental chicken to taste so delicious. It's so fragrant." Zong Mo ate the chicken bit by bit, wondering if the chicken at his friend's house could only be used for stew.

Yes, the reason why Zong Mo knows about this Simani chicken is precisely because he has a friend whose pet is this kind of chicken, even though he has a bad relationship with his Romeo.

"Don't let go of the dates either." Zong Mo thought, then picked up the dates in the soup and stuffed them into his mouth.

The dates are stewed so well that they melt in your mouth. The meat of the dates has been stewed and turned into date paste. It melts in your mouth with just a sip. The rich flavor of dates fills your mouth, filling your mouth after just eating the chicken. It feels fresh all of a sudden.

"It seems that this jujube is not simple either." Zong Mo thought to himself.

After eating the dates, there was really only half a cup of soup left in the bowl of soup, and Zong Mo drank it all in one go.

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