Chapter 2252 Delicious Lychee!

It’s not black and white, as deep-fried ones will naturally look greasy, but Xuanmeng didn’t feel that way when looking at the crispy lychee balls in front of him.

Apart from the golden color on the surface, there is nothing else but the unique aroma emitted by the oil after frying. As for the oil that drains out of ordinary fried food, it does not exist at all.

"It smells so good." Xuan Meng twitched her nose and liked the smell very much.

When using fruits in dishes, few chefs would choose to fry the fruits. This requires too high heat. If you are not careful, the fruits will shrink or expand, affecting the taste.

Xuanmeng doesn't know these cooking skills, but she rarely eats fried fruits, especially her favorite lychees.

Because I always feel that after frying, it will become very greasy, without the sweetness of fruit, and it will not feel like eating fruit at all.

But it was different now. The beautiful color and unique fragrance directly attracted all her attention. Xuanmeng directly picked up the chopsticks and picked up a meatball. When the chopsticks came into contact with the meatball, she seemed to hear some crisp sounds. There was a sound, but if you didn't pay attention, it was gone in an instant, so you didn't care.

"Kacha"

I took a bite of the meatballs with my teeth, and I was immediately attracted by the taste. The golden surface was bread crumbs, with a fluffy and crisp texture, and then there was the taste of fragrant egg liquid, and then the taste of soft lychees.

Lychees are naturally rich and juicy. The first two layers still have a dry taste, but the bottom layer is immediately filled with abundant sweet and moist juice, and then there is plump meat filling. The taste progresses layer by layer, and each layer is different, as if It's like Pandora's box, no one knows what the next layer will taste like, they can only know by continuing to bite.

Whether it's the golden fried bread crumbs on the outside or the tender meat filling on the inside, they actually serve the lychees. Not only will they not take away the sweet taste of the lychees, but they will highlight the perfection of the lychees.

"Sweet but not greasy, moist and juicy, with a hint of osmanthus flavor. It is the best cinnamon-flavored lychee. It is so delicious." Xuan Meng is a lychee lover and naturally has a lot of research on lychees.

Not to mention the popular varieties that are commonly eaten, there are also some rare varieties, such as hanging green ones. Xuanmeng also tries them from time to time. The lychees she has eaten can definitely circle the earth several times.

"Is it that delicious?" Ding Shao looked at the intoxicated Xuan Meng and was very moved.

Contrary to Xuan Meng, Ding Shao actually doesn't like eating lychees because he gets tired of it after seeing it too much.

There is a lychee spirit beside you,

Can you not get tired of it?

Therefore, Ding Shao usually doesn't eat lychees if he can, let alone dishes made with lychees.

But now that this dish was made by Yuan Zhou, it was a different matter. Plus, she was appetizing when she looked at it, and she had never seen her gay friend eating so sweetly, and she felt very excited.

In just a few words and a few clicks, three of the meatballs fell off the plate, making a total of five meatballs. Now only two lonely meatballs were left pitifully on the plate.

Hearing Ding Shao's words, Xuanmeng stopped moving and was wavering between food and gay friends. The balance was swaying left and right, not knowing which side to choose.

Finally, Xuanmeng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, picked up a meatball and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he stretched out his hand and pushed the plate in front of Ding Shao and said vaguely: "This one is for you, for our sake." I’ll give you one for the sake of our friendship of more than twenty years, but others don’t get this treatment.”

Looking at Xuan Meng's expression of pain, Ding Shao didn't know why he felt so moved.

Without further ado, I picked up the meatballs and stuffed them into my mouth to take a bite, so as not to make some people regret it.

The crisp chewing sound was like biting himself, which made Xuan Meng feel very distressed.

When Ding Shao took her first bite, she was shocked. This was her first time eating fruit-based dishes. Yes, she had never even tried the traditional Cantonese dish of pineapple sweet and sour pork.

Now he has become a fan of a small lychee. He originally thought that lychees are sweet water, no different from drinking sugar water, but until he took it into his mouth, Ding Shao realized that there was a huge gap between imagination and reality.

The outer shell is crispy and refreshing, the lychees are moist and sweet, and the filling is plump and juicy. The combination is wonderful. Anyway, Ding Shao regrets it. He knows Yuan Zhou's cooking skills, why didn't he start eating it as soon as it was served? So many were wasted.

"You ordered so many dishes, you should have eaten less just now, otherwise you will be blacklisted if you don't finish it." Ding Shao couldn't help but said.

"It doesn't matter, I can eat it!" Xuan Meng looked proud.

Before Ding Shao could continue the friendly exchange with Xuan Meng, he was attracted by another strong fragrance.

It is completely different from the fried aroma, but it has a fresh aroma like nature, and it seems to be fat and mellow after being stewed.

When I turned around, I saw that the dish I ordered had arrived. Braised cold mushrooms. As a famous dish in Hunan Province, it is indeed unique in its own way.

In order to eat some more lychee dishes later, Ding Shao pretended to be generous and said: "This is what I ordered, but we can eat it together. It doesn't matter. I am very generous."

The reason why Ding Shao did this is very simple. Xuanmeng usually only has a taste of dishes that are not made from lychees. He can get a lot of dishes made from lychees without wasting much. There is no more cost-effective deal than this.

But Ding Shao thought of all the circumstances but did not expect that this was a dish made by Yuan Zhou, and even people who didn't like to eat could eat a plate of it.

Next, she felt like she had shot herself in the foot. Xuan Meng ate the cold mushrooms not much slower than Ding Shao. She had no intention of just using one or two chopsticks and stuffing them into her mouth.

Seeing this situation, Ding Shao could only speed up silently. Even when he spoke, he felt that he would miss a bite and felt disadvantaged.

The two of them were very fast and quickly ate all the dishes without any soup at all.

Because he ate too quickly, the next dish hadn't been served yet. Taking advantage of this gap, Xuanmeng consciously looked at the other diners in the store, mainly rats.

In fact, as a psychological counselor, Xuanmeng is very curious. The mice in the past were really much less courageous than mice. A slight change in the environment can make him panic. Although his face will not change much, it will. Heartbeat.

You must know that in this small shop, people come and go, but it is always changing, and the customers include regular customers, new customers, and even foreigners.

"Is the condition in remission? It's normal for the condition to be in remission in two years." Xuan Meng hesitated. When she consulted Mo Zi, she didn't give much help because of the obstacles of Mo Zi's family. In the end, Xuan Meng even gave Mo Zi her phone number. He said he could call her if he had any questions, but she never did.

The store was so big. After the mouse finished eating, he stood up and saw Xuan Meng. Although the latter immediately lowered his head to dodge, he still saw it. The mouse was obviously startled, and then left the store silently.

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