Chapter 275 Discrimination

Text Chapter 275 Differential Treatment (Plus Update)

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As a master chef, Yuan Zhou should have eaten all kinds of dishes, and he should like them, especially the dishes he cooks. The taste is absolutely superb, but for soy sauce, Yuan Zhou said that he really can't get used to it.

It smells similar to the taste of sauerkraut, and there are some other indescribable tastes.

If it wasn't for his daughter-in-law who wanted to drink soy milk by name, he wouldn't have prepared it yesterday, and it's delicious with soy milk. It's the same thing.

After having a daughter-in-law, Yuan Zhou said that he still needs to satisfy his daughter-in-law's wishes at all times, which is the standard of a new and good husband.

Of course I don't like it or not, but as the future chef and the current chef, Yuanzhou is still very professional, and he must ensure that he can make it absolutely authentic.

Taking a deep breath and smelling it, I knew that it was the best time to drink soy juice, so I immediately picked up the big white porcelain bowl and beat it up. Some ordered soy juice, some soy milk, or both. Yuan Zhou remembered who it was, and while preparing, he put each of the diners on the tray over there so that Su Ruoyan could serve it to the diners.

When it was brought to the diners, some people discovered that this breakfast was different from others. It was not the difference between soy milk and soy milk, but something was missing.

This can be tolerated, but Wu Hai is absolutely unbearable without food.

Looking at my own breakfast and Zheng Jiawei's breakfast, I found that a small plate the size of a slap was missing, with some red filaments in it, and fragrant sesame seeds wrapped on it, as if wearing a flower The clothes are the same, they should be pickles, they are salty and delicious at first glance, which is very different.

"Compasses, why do I say I'll get one, but Jiawei has more than me. You are treated differently. This is a violation of the rules. As a compass, how can you do this kind of thing."

Wu Hai's expression of 'You are ruthless, you are rude, you are unreasonable to make trouble', it seems that Yuanzhou is a heartless man, and Yuanzhou is full of goosebumps and collectively rebels.

"They ordered a set. You are asking for both soy juice and soy milk. Isn't that enough?" Yuan Zhou said immediately.

For fear of being a second and a half too late, Wu Hai was able to put on a more frightening expression. He had just gotten married, and Yuan Zhou said he couldn't bear it.

"Then I want a set too, just that pickle, it's a pickle, I'll have one too."

Wu Hai didn't know what politeness was at all, and when he got the answer, he immediately asked for a portion. Anyway, he could eat anything, but he couldn't eat less food. This is not the dish of Wu Beast.

"Okay." Yuanzhou agreed neatly.

Pickles are also within the scope of sauces and are not dishes. You can order them, but of course you need to abide by the rules of the store.

Others who didn't order a set but ordered Jiaoyuan Soybean Juice or Soy Milk Jiaoyuan, all began to ask for pickles. The appearance of this pickle is really high.

"The color is red, bright and lustrous, as thin as hair, and the smell is rich in sauce, and there is a faint aroma of wine. It is indeed much better than the six must-house hemp gold silk. It's not suitable." Mr. Tan Mingxin sighed with emotion.

From the very beginning, he adjusted his expectations to Yuanzhou to the highest level, until the food came to the table, smelled the taste, and didn't need to eat it, he knew that no amount of imagination and expectations were enough to describe the shock of the delicious food.

Authentic Beijing people usually eat sesame cakes when they eat coke circles, and horseshoe sesame cakes are the best among them, so named because they resemble horseshoes.

The surface was crispy and peeled, and one side directly expanded and exploded, revealing a slightly dull yellow shadow.

Not to mention the strong presence of soy juice, which has always tempted Mr. Tan Mingxin's heart. After a second of tangled, the old man decided to drink soy juice first, because his taste was too fragrant.

After smelling it again intoxicated, Tan Mingxin picked up the bowl and took a big sip. The sour and refreshing taste permeated the tip of the tongue. It was different from the sour taste of the sour plum soup, but with a sour taste after fermentation. It's complicated, but this is the taste of the most authentic soy juice. Once the soy juice is smooth, the fiery and impetuous heart immediately calms down.

Then pick up the horseshoe and sandwich the coke ring, take a bite, the outer skin is crisp, and the inside is very crispy after deep-frying.

I felt that the taste was too heavy in my mouth. I clipped a chopstick with golden sesame seeds.

One mouthful of bean juice, one mouthful of horseshoe burnt circle, and another mouthful of Ma Ren Jinsi, Tan Mingxin's taste is quite rhythmic, and the taste is full of layered changes. People are smiling and very happy.

The assistant next to him, Xiao He, has been in the capital for many years, but he is not sensitive to soy milk, so he eats soy milk coke rings.

The mellow and sweet soy milk, with the horseshoe coke ring, is really the king's match. It is very delicious. It can be wet or dry. Take a few mouthfuls of the horseshoe coke ring, and then drink a sip of soy milk, it is simply a fairy life.

"The slender hands are rubbed into jade and searched for a few times, and the green oil is fried until it is tender and yellow, and the night comes to spring without any seriousness.

"No wonder Su Dongpo, a great writer, made an exception to write a poem for advertising. It turns out that this coke circle is so delicious after being fried."

Xiao He was very emotional. Nowadays, there are not many people who can eat authentic Jiaoyuan in the capital. Hearing the name of Jiaoyuan, we know that the frying temperature is very important. , the taste is not good, the frying is too short, and the heat is not enough. It always loses one or two points of flavor, and many people can't make the authentic taste.

Although following Tan Mingxin, Xiao He is considered to be well-informed, but he has never eaten authentic Jiaoquan, and there is really no such thing in Tanjia cuisine.

An authentic Beijing-style breakfast completely conquered Mr. Tan Mingxin. If he hadn't gotten old, he might have wanted to be a teacher on the spot. After all, the culinary world is also a master teacher, and Yuanzhou's level is already much higher than him, and he is also a teacher. He made it, but he felt that Yuanzhou would not accept him even if he had the heart. After all, he was really old, and he was definitely not as popular as young people.

"If only Chef Yuan hadn't gotten married, my granddaughter is also in her prime. She's pretty, and she's quite eye-catching." Tan Ming secretly poked a pity in his heart.

After breakfast, the old man did not rush to leave. Beijing cuisine should be on the menu, but he will definitely not go back if he has not eaten other dishes. Just go back, it always feels like a trip for nothing.

And he also told Yuan Zhou something about Beijing cuisine's named disciples, so he waited outside the store, waiting for the end of business hours.

An hour passed quickly, and after Yuanzhou sent the last diners away, Mr. Tan Mingxin rushed to Yuanzhou at a speed that could not cover his ears.

"Good morning, Chef Yuan, I'm Tan Mingxin. I take the liberty of visiting and hope that Chef Yuan won't mind." Mr. Tan Mingxin was very modest.

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