Chapter 2295 Gift Giving

After eating twice-cooked pork and mapo tofu, two popular Chinese dishes in the world, Qiao Hongtao felt that Chinese dishes are also quite good, especially those made by Yuan Zhou.

The steamed buns for breakfast now gave Qiao Hongtao a new experience. He had eaten a lot of steamed buns, and there were many with more precious fillings. There were sea cucumber steamed buns, shark fin meat steamed buns, etc. in Singapore, but none of them were like this. The plain fillings are delicious.

After finishing the spicy buns, Qiao Hongtao couldn't wait to pick up the non-spicy buns and eat them.

If the spicy buns are like Peking Opera with a heavier taste, then the non-spicy buns should be like Wu Nong's Huangmei Opera. One is thick and elegant, the other is melodious and melodious. They are both delicious.

"It's just that the food was a bit too small. I feel like I'm not full at all." Qiao Hongtao looked in Yuan Zhou's direction with some resentment.

He knew the rules, and he didn't try to see if he could change them. As a master with such a good craftsmanship, he just had to abide by the rules. Otherwise, he would lose more than he gained if he didn't get to eat.

At this time, Qiao Hongtao felt that maybe Mr. Wu had really been wronged last night. Maybe it was because there was really not enough food, rather than being stolen.

The delicious breakfast time came to an end soon. The buns were two fist-sized buns with a lot of fillings. The girls were basically full, while the boys were about 70 to 80% full. They couldn't bear it. Waiting until noon for lunch, there are many breakfast stalls outside the door to choose from, which is also very convenient.

Yuanzhou, on the other hand, continued to practice his knife skills after washing up. Lunch time came as scheduled. Without Wu Hai’s participation, it was a little dull but it couldn’t stop everyone’s foodies. They ordered the dishes according to their own taste. The upper limit of the stomach comes, no exceptions.

The most I can do is eat a bowl of noodles or noodles outside, or some snacks from the stalls, to satisfy my stomach, and then go to the God of Cooking shop to eat. Anyway, I don’t want to go out until I’m full.

After lunch time was over, Yuanzhou thought about it and decided to practice knife skills. Although no one from the Green Kitchen Association was here today, and the weather was bad, and the light rain started to wreak havoc on the ground soon after lunch, it was not good either. It's raining outside.

If you don't practice outside the door, you can practice left-handed knife skills in the kitchen. Although Yuanzhou feels that there is no need to worry about the second collection-level knife skills, he still takes the opportunity to practice when he has free time. He has always believed that practice makes perfect.

It's raining heavily, but there are quite a few foodies eating in the rain. As long as it's not a heavy rain, you can ignore it. Taoxi Road is still very busy.

"Here, and here, don't set up stalls in these places. This will affect Boss Yuan's business, you know?" Director Wang was checking the situation on Taoxi Road even in the rain.

Especially the vicinity of the God of Cooking Shop is a top priority. Although the God of Cooking Shop occupies a very wide area, except for the shop itself that is often open, the left and right sides are Yuan Zhou’s territory. Because it is not often opened, except for Su When having a banquet and roasting whole beef and roasting whole lamb, it is basically not used. Director Wang still goes through it very carefully every day.

And we will definitely not give the peripheral positions of these places to those who set up stalls, just to avoid delaying Yuanzhou's business.

Every time I check these places, I will remind the people below. This is a common practice.

Just when Yuan Zhou was about to start practicing his left-hand knife skills and Director Wang was inspecting the entire Taoxi Road, a person came to the intersection.

He has gray hair, and although he looks older, he is definitely not weak in strength, because he is holding a relatively large white foam box with one hand and an umbrella in the other hand.

Even though it looked like there were a lot of things, the visitor was walking steadily and very quickly, and soon he entered Taoxi Road.

"Tap tap tap tap"

Originally, Yuan Zhou didn't pay attention to the footsteps. Because of the rain, the footsteps were very loud when walking outside because they were carrying water, but this time the footsteps seemed to be coming towards the shop?

"Who will come at this time?" Yuan Zhou originally planned to enter the kitchen, but stopped and stood at the partition, looking at the continuous rain outside.

Soon a figure holding an umbrella came into view. The umbrella was held a bit low and his face could not be seen clearly. He could only see half of a short-sleeved gown similar to a Tang suit, and a pair of black trousers, even on his feet. The cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles were similar to those of the past, but thanks to the good drainage facilities on Taoxi Road, there was no water accumulation.

When they arrived at the door, the person who came first carefully placed the box in his hand on the ground, then put the umbrella away and put it by the door. Then he held the box in his hands, this time with both hands. At this time, the person came. He raised his head and looked into the store.

"Is this Chef Yuan?" Although the visitor saw Yuan Zhou, he did not know Yuan Zhou personally. He only knew that he was very young. Naturally, he needed to confirm when he saw him now.

It seemed to Yuan Zhou that the man was already very old, and his face was covered with wrinkles. Although his eyes were still bright, they could not block the traces of time, so he opened the partition and left before anyone asked. come out.

"I am Yuan Zhou. What do you want the old man to do? Come in and tell me." Yuan Zhou walked to the door and directly greeted the old man to come in.

Yuan Zhou has always respected older people, so when he saw that the visitor was quite old, he directly greeted the person to come in first.

Following Yuan Zhou's movements, the old man first carefully stamped his feet outside to remove some of the water from his feet before walking in and placing the box on the table aside.

Yuan Zhou poured a glass of warm water for the old man before asking again: "Does the old man come to see me for something?"

"I'm just here to give something to Chef Yuan. I made it myself in previous years. I hope Chef Yuan won't dislike it." The old man opened the foam box and revealed the contents.

It is a larger jar than the glass jar used for sparkling wine. It is transparent in color, with some yellowish-brown food inside, and a little water stain, but not much, just enough to moisten the yellowish-brown food.

"Is this salted lime?" Yuanzhou himself also made two cans after receiving the Cantonese food just to use it with seafood.

Add a little salty lime to the seafood, and the taste will change dramatically. It can be said to be one of the best ingredients to pair with seafood.

Many Cantonese cuisine masters have their own unique ideas for salted lime.

"I pickled this myself ten years ago. It's quite old. I picked it with sea salt myself at that time. The taste should be okay. I hope Chef Yuan won't dislike it." The old man looked at the bottle gently and said to Yuan Zhou .

"This..." Yuan Zhou hesitated.

One glance showed that this jar of salted lime was definitely the old man's favorite. Although people often brought things to Yuan Zhou, this was the first time that they came so suddenly.

"Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Zhang Haisen. I am Zhang Longquan's father. I am here mainly to thank Chef Yuan for his help to my son. It's not a good thing, just a thought." The old man, Zhang Haisen, suddenly thought It was indeed rude to just give the gift without saying anything.

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