Chapter 1922 The Reason for Not Taking Out Food

Latest website: "The speed at which one person can cook is as fast as a restaurant kitchen." While Mr. Xue was still observing his idol, Wanzhou grilled fish was already on the table.

Mr. Xue, who came here for the first time, was shocked by Yuan Zhou's speed.

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"Well……"

It made sense. Mr. Xue was speechless, but the next moment his attention was attracted by the grilled fish on the table.

The Wanzhou grilled fish cooked by Yuanzhou is different from the ones on the market. There is no so-called spicy, rattan pepper or tofu curd flavor.

Although Mr. Xue is a native of Chengdu and is familiar with the reform of Sichuan cuisine, he is a "fake Sichuanese" and is not very good at eating spicy food.

Therefore, when the grilled fish was served and saw the red pepper and green pepper on top, Mr. Xue felt that he might not be full today.

"I forgot to mention less spicy, but if you don't try Chef Yuan's skills, you will definitely be at a loss." Mr. Xue thought about it for a while, and also thought about the rules of the God of Cooking store. If you don't finish the meal, you will be blacklisted. of.

If you are on the blacklist, you can't eat with Wu Menyan. Mr. Xue picked up the chopsticks and peeled off a piece of meat from the back. The meat here was thick. Mr. Xue ordered the Guizhou fish without bones, so he was not worried.

With a flick of the chopsticks, a large piece of garlic-shaped meat was pulled off. The snow-white fish meat was lined with slightly burnt fish skin, and an appetizing spicy smell kept entering the nose.

"It smells so good. It smells so appetizing." Mr. Xue began to salivate in his mouth.

"Ouch"

Putting it into his mouth, the spiciness that Mr. It is a feast for the eyes, accompanied by the fresh and sweet taste of fish.

"It looks like there are so many red peppers and green peppers, but the spiciness is completely within the acceptable range. Is it a coincidence?" Mr. Xue planned to bring a friend who loves spicy food to try again.

Of course, that is what happened later. Now Mr. Xue has a huge appetite. A chopstick of fish meat is paired with slightly burnt fish skin, and mixed with some sauce at the bottom of the plate. Why is it so delicious!

“The green bamboo shoots are all so crisp and refreshing,

Why didn’t I come to this treasure place earlier? "

Mr. Xue started to eat not only the fish, but also the side dishes in it. He felt that the taste was no worse than that of fish, and each had its own flavor.

After eating half of the fish and some side dishes, Mr. Xue felt that his stomach was not full at all, but he looked at the Wumenyan next to him.

"Isn't it?" Mr. Xue finally raised his head and was frightened.

Four empty plates were already placed in front of Wu Hai. He didn't know the others, but one of the plates that was exactly the same as the one in front of him was definitely for grilled fish. There was no way he could admit it.

"I was thinking that I eat very quickly." Mr. Xue figured out a reason: "I heard that Picasso was also very good at eating when he was young. He was called Malaga barrel. Is it possible that the painter's ability is related to eating? Proportional?"

According to this theory, Mr. Xue felt that he would never be a painter in his life.

Immediately, plates of dishes were placed in front of Wu Hai, and the Wu beast ate them all at an extremely fast speed.

And Mr. Xue continued to eat with his head down. After finishing the fish and side dishes, he also ate chili.

"It's delicious." Mr. Xue touched his red lips, his face glowed red, and he felt satisfied after eating.

When the chopsticks stretched out again, they caught nothing.

"Ah, have you finished eating?" Mr. Xue was a little confused. He thought that it would take some effort for him to eat a Wanzhou grilled fish, but he didn't expect that it would be finished without even realizing it.

"Dad likes twice-cooked pork the most. I'll order one first to try out the taste." Mr. Xue said to himself, feeling at ease and inviting Su Ruoyan to order another plate of twice-cooked pork.

It’s not that I don’t want to order more, Mr. Xue thinks it’s best to eat one dish at a time, otherwise it’s definitely not worth the gain if you can’t finish it.

Next, Mr. Xue followed this method and ordered two more dishes before he finally calmed down. He couldn't eat it to the top of his throat. Although he was not satisfied in his heart, there was nothing he could do because his stomach couldn't hold it anymore.

"Mr. Zheng, can Chef Yuan take out this place?" Mr. Xue wanted to bring one for his father.

"As far as I know, it shouldn't be possible." Zheng Jiawei replied.

Mr. Xue said: "Why can't we take it out? This will also increase our business."

"Boss Yuan is probably worried that the take-out time is uncertain, which will affect the taste of the food, so until this problem is solved, take-out and delivery should be impossible," Zheng Jiawei said.

Mr. Xue was a little disappointed, but he also admired Yuan Zhou. Nowadays, when choosing between money and taste, most people choose the former.

Zheng Jiawei's statement is absolutely correct. So far, Yuanzhou has only delivered takeaways to Xiaoqing and Wuhai a few times. However, these few times, Yuanzhou did not deliver the food himself, and he can probably know how long it will take to reach the diners.

For example, for the last steamed dumplings, Yuanzhou estimated the time when Zheng Jiawei would arrive at the hospital, and then made the dumplings harder.

If you want takeout or takeout, Yuanzhou can't ask everyone when they want to eat. That would be too unscientific.

Closer to home, although Wu Hai ordered a lot, he was very fast and basically finished everything with Mr. Xue and the others without any delay.

Mr. Xue wanted to go see his father, so he separated from Zheng Jiawei and the others. On the way, he picked a restaurant and packed up a portion of twice-cooked pork, a portion of white rice, and finally seaweed and egg drop soup, before heading towards Jiayuan Road. Go in the direction.

"Dad, have you finished your work?" Mr. Xue saw the figure shaking in the shed from a distance.

With gray hair, dark face, and old-style leather skirt, he is the Uncle Xue who met Yuan Zhou before.

"You didn't see that I was busy. What are you asking about? I'm specifically asking about nonsense." Uncle Xue rolled his eyes at Mr. Xue with an annoyed look on his face.

"Have you eaten yet? Otherwise, go back and eat. We won't put it out in the afternoon." Mr. Xue was a little helpless.

"How about that? If I leave, what if someone comes to repair shoes and can't find a place?" Uncle Xue immediately refused.

"You eat first, that's okay, otherwise I won't have the energy to repair people's shoes." Mr. Xue finally picked out a sentence that Uncle Xue liked to hear.

"Yeah." Uncle Xue responded with a cold face.

Mr. Xue put the food on the table. Uncle Xue nodded when he saw the twice-cooked pork and seaweed and egg drop soup. They were his favorites.

In fact, Mr. Xue and Uncle Xue had a pretty good relationship in their early years. After all, Mr. Xue lost his mother when he was young. Uncle Xue was both a father and a mother, and it was only through hard work that he brought Mr. Xue into adulthood.

But since Mr. Xue was able to earn money to support his family, conflicts have emerged. Mr. Xue hopes that Uncle Xue can enjoy his old age and stop setting up a stall to repair shoes. However, Uncle Xue thinks that he can still move and can keep doing this job. Go down, this is your responsibility.

The two people had different ideas, and then they started to clash, especially after Mr. Xue founded the company.

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Ps: Let's open the takeout APP, then search for "Wanzhou Grilled Fish" and click to add to purchase.