Chapter 2312 Qin Cuisine Breakfast

"It's a new breakfast. I smell the smell of soy milk and flour, it's obvious!" Wu Hai said seriously.

Soy milk and flour?

In fact, Chen Xing, who was waiting in line behind him, was not convinced. He had two eyes and one nose, so why could only Wu Hai smell it?

Chen Xing is going to use his flesh and blood to challenge the legendary beast of the store!

He moved forward, almost at the same distance from Wu Hai, and sniffed carefully... there was no smell.

"How the hell is this possible? It has no taste at all!" Chen Xing couldn't imagine it. It was obvious what the hell was going on?

Let me briefly introduce Chen Xing here. He is a rising star from Jiangsu and Zhejiang who is competing for the golden rice bucket. He lost to Yu Daoyi earlier and is not even qualified to compete with Wu Hai.

He was dissatisfied in his heart, but there was no way humans could compete with beasts.

Wu Hai didn't notice Chen Xing's little move. He hadn't eaten Yuan Zhou's food for a week in a row. For Wu Hai, who had to eat at the God of Cooking shop every day and basically didn't like other food. This is already an extremely high challenge.

Yesterday, he ate two of the three baskets of steamed dumplings by himself, but as snacks, one basket was only six small and exquisite ones, which were not enough to fit between teeth, and could only fill his mouth.

Naturally, I can't stand the aroma now.

Chen Xing's move is not unexpected. It won't be long before someone like this comes to challenge the majesty of the mythical beast that governs the restaurant. Old diners are no longer surprised. They are more concerned about breakfast.

"What Boss Yuan prepared today are soy milk and fried dough sticks? It's really good." Tang Qian looked surprised, this was her favorite.

"Even if it tastes like soy milk, it doesn't mean it must be soy milk fried dough sticks. Don't the soy milk buns smell delicious? And it may be soy milk, but that doesn't necessarily mean it's soy milk." Manman directly dismissed it.

Wu Hai moved his mouth and wanted to say that he smelled something else, probably from the new breakfast, but when he saw Manman and Tang Qian refusing to let anyone go, he just shut up. Anyway, it would be over soon. It’s time to eat, it doesn’t matter whether you know it or not.

As for Wang Hong, Hu Qingshan and Chen Xing, they immediately retreated. When girls argue, it is best not to get into the battlefield easily, otherwise the flames of war will definitely not be as simple as setting themselves on fire.

Fortunately, the battlefield did not continue to expand. It was Su Ruoyan's signal to start breakfast that stopped the fighting.

As soon as Su Ruoyan started speaking, Wu Hai grabbed Mao Xiong's hand and reached the imperial throne with agility.

"Compass, Compass, two breakfasts." Wu Hai shouted directly.

He was so angry that he was afraid that Yuan Zhou wouldn't hear anything. He knew that there couldn't be too much breakfast, so Wu Hai didn't waste any energy and asked for more. He knew when he could roll around.

"Today's breakfast is steamed buns with tofu curds, one bowl per person. If you don't want to eat, you can ask for it." Yuan Zhou said immediately when he saw that the diners were already seated.

It can be regarded as a response to Wu Hai's words.

However, most of the diners present were a little confused by Yuan Zhou's words. Douhua knew, or was it the kind of tofu curd in Sichuan cuisine or the tofu curd in Jiangsu cuisine?

After all, you won't get around these two things, and steamed buns are even simpler. People in the north often eat steamed buns. Chengdu is in the southwest, and right in the middle, there are steamed buns.

It's easy to understand separately, but together it's really the first time I've heard of it.

"Tofu steamed buns? Didn't you say there is soy milk?" Tang Qian's face fell a little.

It's not that I don't like eating beancurd, but it's just that the soymilk I was so looking forward to now is actually bean curd, and the gap in my heart is a bit big.

"The soup in the bean curd steamed bun is soy milk." Hu Qingshan whispered.

He was sitting next to Tang Qian and naturally heard what Tang Qian said, so he explained aloud that he was also familiar with bean curd steamed buns.

Breakfast, which was only popular in Yongzhou in the past, is now distributed in almost the entire Qin Province. Naturally, Hu Qingshan also likes to eat it, and his hobbies are somewhat special.

"Do you want to talk to Chef Yuan?" Hu Qingshan was a little hesitant.

But because he was sitting at a four-person table with Wang Hong, Tang Qian, and Manman, it was really inconvenient to talk to Yuan Zhou because they were far away.

Since he doesn't like troublesome people, he decided not to say anything. Anyway, whatever Yuan Zhou cooks is delicious.

"Is it the breakfast in Qin Cuisine?" Wang Hong had never heard of this breakfast.

But he felt that Hu Qingshan knew that it was probably breakfast in his hometown, and as expected, Hu Qingshan nodded directly.

Yuanzhou saw that no one objected, so he started preparing breakfast.

Today's breakfast is quite special. In order to have a better taste, Yuan Zhou did not make any preparations in advance. He only started taking action after getting everyone's consent.

Yuanzhou also knows that it is almost impossible for diners to suggest not eating or eating less, but knowing is one thing, but asking is something that must be done. This is to respect the diners, and Yuanzhou has always done a good job. .

"Swish, swish, swish"

Holding a piece of golden cake in one hand, holding a knife in the other, raising and lowering the knife, the steamed bun slices of even thickness and size were placed into the tumbling white soy milk.

The speed was very fast. After peeling one piece, he immediately took the second piece. After peeling six pieces in a row, Yuanzhou saw that the steamed bun slices were almost cooked, so he directly picked up the big bowl and started scooping them up.

A big spoon accurately scooped up a whole piece of steamed bun, and added the snow-white soy milk. The golden color rolled in the white, like a goldfish playing with the fallen leaves in autumn. It was very beautiful, and then scooped it up in another pot. Put a spoonful of tofu pudding on top, add seasoning oil, chili seeds, cilantro, scallions and you're done.

The red, green and white colors collide together to form a strong visual impact, which is particularly beautiful.

To match the brightly colored breakfast, the bowl Yuan Zhou chose was a large black fine porcelain bowl, which looked a bit different against the dark color.

"It smells so good. This spicy oil smells so good."

"The smell of cilantro is so good. It's my favorite cilantro. It's great that there are no annoying chives."

"The smell of this tofu curd is a bit more fragrant than the usual tofu curd. The aroma of Boss Yuan's tofu curd is also so strong. Just smelling it makes me feel delicious."

The steamed buns with tofu curd were served in front of every diner. In order to ensure that every diner could have the most delicious breakfast, Yuan Zhou cooked the soy milk in two small pots together. One small pot was just right for six portions.

A steamed bun, half a bowl of soy milk, and half a bowl of tofu pudding can make you almost 60 to 70% full. This is only for men with big stomachs. If an average woman or a man with a smaller appetite is full, it will definitely be fine.

After waiting for a while, the steamed bun with bean curd was brought to the table of Hu Qingshan and the four of them. As soon as it was brought in front of the four of them, something was different.

The three bowls were all red and green, which looked good, but the one in front of Hu Qingshan was white, really white, the water was white, the bean curd was white, and Tang Qian's sharp eyes saw that there was a thick layer on the bean curd. white particles.

"Why are yours different?" Tang Qian was a little curious.

"Chef Yuan is really amazing." Hu Qingshan asked with an unexpected answer.

"..."

"I'm asking a question. If you brag about being an idol to me, you have to brag about it." Tang Qian said that her status as the top fangirl is unshakable.

"Boss Yuan must be the most powerful. He is not only great at cooking, but also in all aspects." Tang Qian said.

"Indeed, I was still debating whether to tell Chef Yuan just now that I like to eat sweet bean curd steamed buns. I didn't expect that I didn't tell Chef Yuan that he was ready. It's really awesome." Hu Qingshan Baby's face was filled with excitement.

Tang Qian paused for a moment before realizing that the difference was because theirs were spicy and his was sweet.

"What's the matter? This is Boss Yuan's basic operation. He makes dishes that best suit everyone's appetite. Even if two people order the same dish, the taste will be different." Tang Qian looked strange. Posture.

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