Chapter 55 Eight Treasures Stuffed Pears

The diners sitting at the bar will stare at Yuan Zhou's movements as long as they are not eating, in order to enjoy a visual feast, wash their eyes, relax their nerves, recharge their batteries, and accumulate energy for the next work. prepare for.

Most of them couldn't understand it, but it didn't stop them from watching the fun. For example, it was just a simple peeling. In Yuan Zhou's hands, it was like magic. With just a wave of his hand, it was like peeling off a layer of fruit. Shayi is so simple, and they are separated all of a sudden, and the feeling is unclear.

Of course, there are also professional chefs who watch with gusto. Compared with ordinary people, professional chefs can definitely see some tricks, but how much they understand will naturally depend on their own talent.

"Whenever I watch Chef Yuan cooking, he is always very skilled and rigorous. I can see clearly from the beginning, and the rest seems to be the ordinary knife method, but I just can't understand it. It's really incomparable, incomparable. Compare that." Dean sighed, shaking his head.

He finally had time to eat after finishing his own work today, and grabbed a seat at the bar. Naturally, he wanted to read enough before the food came.

"I think you used their Chinese saying recently to say that you are too good to be true. Even Chu can't compare with you. You actually want to compete with Chef Yuan. What gave you the courage?" Gabriel rarely met Dean today. On.

It's rare to meet each other. Usually when we come to a small restaurant to eat, we can't just happen to be in line together. Unless we made an appointment in advance, it was the first time we met by chance like today, so we naturally got together.

However, competitors who also hope to learn from Yuan Zhou are naturally always ready to step on their opponents in the hope that they can stand out. There is nothing wrong with that.

"You still don't believe that you have a problem with your understanding. What I clearly meant is that Chef Yuan can even do such a simple peeling of a fruit so delicately and perfectly. His cooking skills must have improved. There are some messy ideas everywhere. ” Dean rolled his eyes.

He barely said a word that the disease must be cured, but although he didn't explain it clearly, his expression made it very clear.

Although the two of them go back and forth, it does not prevent them from watching Yuan Zhou cooking. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are doing two things at once. Of course, they only have half-understanding and have time to talk nonsense.

As if it happened in an instant, Weng Xin clearly remembered that she had just ordered the food. The next second she smelled a very familiar smell, the smell of eggs and the smell of rice mixed together, it was the smell of egg fried rice.

When she raised her eyes, she saw a plate of golden egg fried rice placed on the table. It seemed to be glowing. The golden light was a bit dazzling like the sun. Weng Xin had to close her eyes and open them again. Only then could she see everything clearly. Every grain of rice is covered with a layer of yellow substance, which is the source of the golden light.

"It smells so good." Weng Xin couldn't help but sniff.

The frozen brain seemed to slowly start to spin. The golden egg fried rice with its white steam was sitting there quietly, but it was like a big ostentatious hand constantly calling Weng Xin to come and try it.

As if he was bewitched, he reached out and picked up the white porcelain spoon, scooped a full spoonful of fried rice and stuffed it into his mouth. It was as if the gloomy sky was suddenly pierced by a ray of sunshine. The place that was originally cold began to have some warmth. temperature.

The tongue, which had not tasted food for several days, seemed to have resumed its original function. The sweetness and tenderness of the eggs and the moderate softness of the rice were conveyed to the mind little by little through the perception of the tongue.

The feeling of familiarity and slight unfamiliarity awakened something that had been sleeping for a long time. Weng Xin felt that this plate of egg fried rice was so delicious that she couldn't help but change her slow movements into fast ones.

"Huh, it should be fine if you can eat." Zhong Xiaoxin breathed a sigh of relief.

The other side kept observing without leaving any trace. Manman, who couldn't concentrate on eating when the food came, also relaxed. She still remembered Ruan Xiaoqing's situation at the beginning, and was afraid that she would encounter such a situation, but according to her observation, it didn't look like it.

But it would be nice to be able to eat.

Manman has always believed that the food cooked by Yuan Zhou is magical. As long as he can eat the food cooked by Yuan Zhou, it will be no big deal.

Seeing Weng Xin eating egg fried rice faster and faster, she finally let go of what she was half worried about.

There was no more egg fried rice, and Weng Xin kept scooping it up with a spoon. Only when the crisp sound woke her up did she realize that she had finished eating.

"Have I finished eating the egg fried rice?" Weng Xin felt a little weird.

She hasn't had a good meal for more than half a month, especially since she recently decided to leave Chengdu.

He raised his hand and touched his growling stomach. He felt hungry, which was great.

Weng Xin stared at the empty plate and didn't know what she was thinking. It was the sweet smell that woke her up.

There were sweet and waxy fruity scents and some other scents, but Weng Xin couldn't tell what they were. It was very complex, but it smelled good.

Probably because she had some reserves in her stomach and her body had some support, Weng Xin looked a little more energetic. When she raised her eyes, she saw a pear placed on a slightly concave white plate. When she got closer, she realized that the pear was wearing a The layer of transparent gauze makes the originally jade-white pear flesh appear much warmer.

Weng Xin knew that this was because of the syrup. The light and transparent color could only be seen if you looked closely, and you would ignore it if you didn't pay attention. It was really too clear, and different from what she had always eaten.

What she has been eating is what Grandma Jin made with yellow rock sugar. Different from the clear color of white rock sugar, yellow rock sugar has a light yellow color. Even after it is boiled into syrup, it still has a light color, which makes the jade-white pear flesh stained. It has a touch of yellow, as if it is the color of life, with the smell of fireworks.

It was different from the noble image in front of her, but it didn't stop Weng Xin from smelling the familiar smell that penetrated deep into his bones.

With a gentle push, the pear was split into two halves with the force of the chopsticks, revealing the contents inside: soft and glutinous rice, pink and glutinous lotus seeds, and other side dishes, with bright and diverse colors and various fragrances mixed together. But it doesn't overwhelm the guest, and the sweet taste of pears is still dominant.

I put a piece of pear into my mouth along with the filling. The sweet and soft pear flesh melts in my mouth. The soft and glutinous rice is steamed to perfection. The pink and glutinous lotus seeds are firm and go well with the pear flesh. The delicate and waxy lily and the sweet honeydew strips, set off by the sweetness of the pear, do not seem very sweet, but have a little sweet taste, which makes people feel as if a strong feeling arises from the heart. Sweet feeling.

People say that eating some sweets when you are in a bad mood will make you feel happy. Whether this is true or not, Weng Xin doesn't know, but at this moment, a feeling of relaxation slowly rises in her heart, which is different from the previous one. The feeling of heaviness is different at all.

The heavy shackles on her body were slowly removed with such a familiar and sweet smell, and she felt relaxed. For the first time in so many days, Weng Xin seemed to smell the breath of life, a relaxed and natural smell.

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