Chapter 1744 Keep Your Word

Because she was the last one to enter the store, the girl couldn't wait to order as soon as she entered the store.

"A claypot rice with mushrooms and chicken," the girl said.

"Okay, please pay first and then eat." Su Ruoyan responded.

"It has been transferred." Although the girl came to eat for the first time, she obviously knew the rules of the store and transferred the money early.

In fact, the name claypot rice originated from Guangdong. Originally, this rice refers to cooking rice in a clay pot as a vessel, but Guangdong calls the clay pot a claypot, so it is called claypot rice.

Moreover, claypot rice has a long history and is recorded in books such as "Commentaries on the Book of Rites" more than 2,000 years ago.

This meal can be said to be a combination of vegetable and rice. It takes about 20 minutes to make it directly. The slight time difference comes from the type of rice and the time when it matures and is harvested.

Naturally, it doesn’t take so long here in Yuanzhou, because Yuanzhou has done the preliminary work long before dinner starts.

Therefore, Xiang Wen, the girl in work clothes, only waited ten minutes from the time she sat down to order until Su Ruoyan served the meal.

"Your claypot rice with mushrooms and chicken, be careful when scalding it and use it slowly." After saying this, Su Ruoyan took the tray and returned to the partition.

After thanking Xiang Wen without being polite, he picked up the white towel on the side and opened the lid of the light yellow casserole.

"Zila" is the wonderful sound made by the steaming hot air touching the dry and high-temperature casserole lid.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the sizzling sound of the rice in the casserole coming into contact with the casserole. This sound is very tempting.

"It looks like I really want to eat it." Xiang Wen looked at the casserole in front of him with satisfaction.

The claypot rice in front of me is in a light yellow clay pot about the size of two taels. The steaming rice grains are covered with a layer of mushrooms and chicken, and the beautiful and even mushrooms are emitting the unique aroma of mushrooms.

The chicken cooked in the casserole showed a beautiful brown-red color, and the slightly oozing soup was spread on the crystal clear rice, and the aroma of the rice swept into Xiang Wen's nose.

There are also two small rapeseeds that have just turned from light green to crisp emerald green. The color of this bowl of claypot rice is bright and attractive, so Xiang Wen immediately picked up the spoon and started eating.

Xiang Wen is very good at eating. He scoops a spoon directly at the point where the mushrooms and chicken touch the rice. The rice there is soaked in the full soup, and it shows four beautiful colors in the spoon.

The color of the mushrooms, the jade color of the chicken, the white color of the rice and the brown-red color of the rice soaked in soup.

"Ah woo" Xiang Wen ate the whole spoonful of rice in one bite and started chewing directly.

The texture of the tender chicken and the unique deliciousness of the mushrooms mixed with the fragrance of the rice grains explode in your mouth.

"Well, it's so delicious." Xiang Wen didn't care about talking or anything else, and kept eating spoonful after spoonful.

It can be said that I ate it carefully and hard, and it was so fast that I didn't even have time to taste it carefully.

There is no way that Xiang Wen's taste buds on the tip of his tongue are constantly transmitting delicious signals to his brain, and he can't care about anything else.

"No, I'll come to eat tomorrow, no, next week, it's so delicious." Xiang Wen ate to the end and had only this thought in his mind when he walked out of the store.

"As expected of Boss Yuan's craftsmanship, it's just like what's said online, no! It's even more delicious. It seems I have to work hard." Xiang Wen left with full fighting spirit.

With Xiang Wen leaving, today's dinner time in Yuanzhou's shop naturally came to an end.

Time passed quickly, another day of dinner on Taoxi Road, there were still the same number of people, and the streets were still as lively.

"It feels like I haven't done anything for a year, and this year is about to pass." Wang Hong sighed: "I must work hard next year and try to write more manuscripts."

"But you said the same thing last year." Zhao Yingjun answered next to him.

"I found that you are here to cause trouble?" Wang Hong looked at Zhao Yingjun.

Strictly speaking, Zhao Yingjun is different from the venomous tongues of Chu Xiao and Li Yan. Zhao Yingjun's mouth is not venomous, but he likes to cause trouble. Wang Hong remembered that this guy was almost bitten by Wu Hai once... It was a happy and sad story,

I won’t recall it for now.

Cao Mi was also lining up behind, so when Zhao Yingjun was talking to Wang Hong, he suddenly asked a very important question.

He asked: "Speaking of the two big guys, I heard that they can come to Boss Yuan's place to have a meal during the Chinese New Year. Is this true?"

Wang Hong looked back after hearing this and found that it was a young man who had been very active recently, and felt that this young man was more energetic than yesterday.

Just kidding, since I got the answer sheet in the afternoon, scored 99 points in the test, and successfully joined the queuing committee, Cao Mi feels that he has been sublimated!

"Last year I was there, and Boss Yuan was the only one who celebrated the New Year. He said he didn't like the excitement." Wang Hong said: "But if you go on New Year's Eve or the first day of the Lunar New Year, you can still eat glutinous rice balls, dumplings or other New Year dishes. Last year I was there. "

Hearing Wang Hong's answer, Cao Mi smiled obscenely, and then said: "Isn't it a little bad to eat and drink together?"

"What do you mean it's not good? Boss Yuan will be lonely celebrating the New Year alone. It would be better if we were here." Wang Hongyi said it correctly.

Cao Mi answered: "No matter what, I have to buy something."

Their eyes confirmed that both of them were trying to eat shameless people.

Speaking of the Chinese New Year, Wang Hong remembered something: "Sister Wan is going back with Wei Ge this year, and the wealthy locals are not here either. I heard the Queen say before that she had a big contract to negotiate abroad during the Chinese New Year, and it would be difficult to even return home. Including Yu Chu, Jia Wei must be accompanying Wu Lin, and they may not be here, so it seems that everyone is not here this year, and this year may not be as lively as in previous years."

Cao Mi couldn't say this. After all, he had only been on Taoxi Road for more than a month and didn't know many things.

But this guy murmured in his heart that it would be better if there were fewer people. If there were fewer people and Boss Yuan would cook delicious food during the New Year, he would be able to eat more.

Regarding this idea, as a newcomer, Cao Mi was really naive. He didn't know that even during the Chinese New Year, the food cooked by Yuan Zhou had a fixed portion per person...

"But basically it's not a big problem, because the black beast is definitely there." Wang Hong changed the subject and asked: "Speaking of Cao Mi, what do you do? I feel like you have more freedom in your schedule all day long than I do."

"Me? Comics, I serialize comics on the Internet." Cao Mi answered.

"Eh? Cartoonist?" Wang Hong looked Cao Mi up and down, looking at him horizontally and vertically, but he couldn't tell that he looked like a cartoonist at all.

"Once the drawings are uploaded to the Internet, anyone with a computer can work, so it's relatively free." Cao Mi replied.

Wang Hong was curious: "What kind of comics are you drawing? Tell me the name and I'll take a look."

"Not suitable for men." Cao Mi waved his hand to refuse.

"Huh? Not suitable for men?" Wang Hong looked at Cao Mi with a strange look.

"It's not what you think." Cao Mi replied decisively.

"If it wasn't like that, how would you know what I was thinking." Wang Hong said: "So you are what I think, and you are trying to confuse me with your words."

"You... are really a logic genius." Cao Mi took a deep breath. In order to prove his innocence, he took out his mobile phone, searched for the interface of his comic, and showed it to Wang Hong.

"What? Is this what you drew?" Wang Hong was shocked.

Wang Hong's reaction attracted Zhao Yingjun, who originally had no interest in the topic between the two, and asked quickly.

After Zhao Yingjun figured out the general situation, he also leaned over to read Cao Mi's comics.

Then……

"Is this what you drew?"

Yes, Zhao Yingjun's reaction was the same as Wang Hong's.

In the end, Cao Mi paid the price of a meal and blocked Wang Hong and Zhao Yingjun's mouths.

In fact, Cao Mi was able to integrate so quickly, not only because he came frequently, but also because of his character of keeping his word. It was like the last time he made a bet with Sister Xian, and if he lost, he would call her aunt, but Cao Mi lost.

Then, Cao Mi really started to call Sister Xian grandma, and she did it very naturally and without any embarrassment.

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Ps: Write yourself as hungry, let’s have some claypot rice!

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