Chapter 2398 Blind Pursuit

You must know that Yuan Zhou is extremely attentive when cooking and can take time to take a look. The last person to receive such treatment was Yin Ya.

Of course, Qin Minghao didn't feel any joy. He was thinking about the dishes he just ordered.

"I don't know how delicious the food here is. It should be similar to the food cooked by three-star chefs in Michelin. They are so famous." Qin Minghao thought silently in his heart.

I don’t know why, but many people blindly pursue Michelin chefs.

Just like many people think that the watchmaking industry is strong in foreign countries, they really don’t believe that the chief director of a famous watch brand is from China.

If the three Michelin stars knew Qin Minghao's thoughts, they would all want to be let go. Even if they compete with Chu Xiao, they still have ambition and hope. Compared with Yuan Zhou, they are so shocked that they doubt that life is all trivial. For the Mariana Trench , they feel that the trench is still friendly, no matter how deep it is, there is an end, but there is no such thing here in Yuanzhou.

Whenever you feel that you have fully understood Yuan Zhou's strength, you will soon find that he has improved. This is really... an indescribable feeling.

Although Qin Minghao's mind seemed to be running a marathon, in fact, it didn't take long, and soon the first dish was served, which was fried lungs.

This dish itself doesn’t take long at all and can be served right away, because Guanfei is not only found in Tibetan cuisine, but also in Xinjiang cuisine. It is a special dish of the Uyghur people, its name and processing method Slightly different.

For example, this Tibetan dish is wrapped and fried. In order to ensure the fresh taste, Yuan Zhou had indeed made the lung filling before, but the frying process had just been completed, so it took two minutes. At the same time, the dishes brought out were also steaming hot.

The unique aroma of fried oil permeates the entire tip of one's nose, making people feel thirsty. Even Qin Minghao couldn't help but sniff when he smelled this aroma with some doubts and uncertainty at first.

"It smells so good!" Qin Minghao whispered.

Then the attention was focused on the dish. This dish was made with sheep lungs, but so far I didn’t smell the mutton smell, but the burnt aroma was real.

Use chopsticks to pick up a piece, about half the size of a palm. This should be considered a relatively large dish, but because of the exquisite presentation, there are no traces of roughness at all. On the contrary, it looks good, at least that's what Qin Minghao thinks. .

"Kacha"

When you take a bite, the outside is charred and crispy, the inside is fresh but not greasy, and it also feels a little tender, because the freshness of the lamb is perfectly blended with the aroma of flour and butter, making it very delicious.

Originally the fried lung was served as a cold dish, but Yuan Zhou improved it and felt that eating it hot would better reflect its fresh taste.

"Hmm? I didn't expect that the fried pork belly would be so delicious when eaten hot!" This was Qin Minghao's first time eating hot food. He had always eaten cold food before. After all, it was a cold dish.

He grew up alone and had a hard time, so naturally he didn't have any elders to cook for him. This dish was what he would eat in a restaurant if he could support himself in the future, so the food would naturally be cold.

Because it had just been fried, although Yuan Zhou had already counted the time, it was slightly scalding to the point of making people feel hot and reluctant to put it down.

"Hiss... so hot and delicious." Qin Minghao sighed while eating. He didn't like the chopsticks in his hands getting in the way, so he just started eating with his hands.

In Tibetans, whether they eat tsampa, highland barley cakes, or beef and mutton, they use their hands as cutlery. Therefore, Qin Minghao feels that his own hands are the most reliable. After going through a procedure with chopsticks, he feels a lot slower. , delaying his eating.

Of course, it didn’t last long before it was gone. The plate was empty. I just touched the empty plate and thought I would feel my hands full of oil, but I didn’t. There wasn’t even any remaining oil stains, let alone what would happen after frying. The fallen debris.

"Boss Yuan is a bit stingy. Even if the portion is small, there is no leftover residue. He really won't let those who like to lick the plate live." Qin Minghao muttered in a low voice.

Then the attention was attracted to the side,

He saw that the young man standing next to him was eating white chicken. The originally jade-white chicken was dipped in a special sauce. The bright red color immediately enhanced the original plain chicken. The beautiful color made people feel like this chicken without even tasting it. The taste should be quite good.

"The chicken looks good, too." Qin Minghao stared at it several times.

The young man next to him felt his intense gaze and immediately half-hugged the plate and dipping saucer towards him as a reflex. This was a habitual action.

Although I have never encountered Wu Hai, the tradition of grabbing food at the Chef God store will make every new diner quickly learn to protect their own food.

Qin Minghao was a little confused. Is this posture because he was afraid that he would steal it?

It was simply baffling. Qin Minghao glanced at the chicken again before turning back: "The boiled chicken tastes just like that. I heard that the braised chicken tastes quite good. How about ordering one to try after you finish eating?"

In fact, Qin Minghao didn't eat chicken before, and he didn't know where the habit was that chicken was definitely not delicious. He could accept beef and mutton, and he also ate a lot of pork. Ducks were no problem, but he couldn't get close to chicken. gaze.

Seeing chicken this time was the first time he had the urge to eat it, so Qin Minghao planned to satisfy his stomach's demand. After all, he made a lot of money just to make himself live a better life.

Before Qin Minghao could imagine the taste of chicken, his next dish was served, which was blood sausage.

This dish is a special dish in the north and can be found in many places. In particular, some ethnic minorities such as the Manchus will use white meat blood sausage as a sacrificial offering, which shows its status.

Of course, Tibetan blood sausage is different. It uses fine yak meat and cow blood. Looking at such a beautiful color, Qin Minghao knew that the yak meat used was definitely of top quality.

"Is this meant for holding and chewing?" Qin Minghao was a little confused.

The served blood sausage was about the length of a forearm. It was placed in a circle on a white plate. There was a circle of green vine-like branches around the outer edge. There were no other decorations except this. The red, white and green contrasted beautifully. It's very beautiful, but no matter how beautiful it is, it wouldn't be very good if it doesn't have cuts.

With the delicious base of deep-fried lungs, Qin Minghao did not complain, but frowned slightly and reached out to actually pick it up and nibble it.

However, when Qin Minghao's fingers touched the blood sausage, the blood sausage fell apart like dominoes with the slight force of his fingers.

Then he felt as if there was a flower blooming in front of him. The petals slowly opened. At first, it was just a flower. Then slowly, the petals became petals one by one, until they bloomed into full bloom. The blooming posture made people feel that it was definitely a flower at this moment. The best moment of your life.

The blood-red color contrasts with the green vines that look like branches and leaves on the outside, like red flowers blooming in the green bushes.

"Artwork?" Qin Minghao sighed in a low voice.

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