Gourmet Food Supplier
chapter-1199

The customers outside the restaurant started to guess one after another. Fortunately, they didn't wait long before they heard Zhou Jia's heavenly voice inviting everyone into the restaurant for a meal.

That's right. Zhou Jia's voice would turn into the sound of nature every time they were having a meal. And at night, the one who turned into the sound of nature was naturally Shen Min.

"Hu la," the group of 14 people directly swarmed into the restaurant and found their own seats. Some sat down, while some stood up, waiting for Zhou Jia to come over and order their dishes.

"What are we eating today? it smells so good." The one who spoke was Chen Wei. He had also arrived in the early morning to maintain order. Naturally, he was famished.

"Breakfast is rice noodle rolls with two kinds of spicy and non-spicy dishes." Yuan Zhou answered.

"This is good, it's full." Chen Wei immediately nodded happily.

"Rice noodle roll? Does it smell fishy?" As a girl who was not from Sichuan, although she had studied in Sichuan for four years and lived there for a period of time, there were still some things that she couldn't eat, such as rabbit heads.

She didn't usually eat fat sausages either, because she didn't think they tasted good and had a fishy smell. Moreover, no matter what the restaurants outside made, there was always a fishy smell.

"It's not fishy. You can try the clear soup. It's very fresh. " Yuan Zhou said earnestly.

"Then you can give me a bowl of clear soup." Yin ya nodded her head and said directly.

"I was the one who came in first. I haven't ordered yet." At the side, Wu Hai interrupted the conversation between the two people and directly interrupted them forcefully.

"Zhou Jia, order the dishes for Wu Hai." Yuan Zhou didn't even look at Wu Hai and directly called Zhou Jia.

"Okay. Mr. Wu, today's breakfast is rice noodle rolls, clear soup, or red soup. Which one do you want?" Zhou Jia snickered and immediately went up to ask him professionally.

"Red soup, of course it's Red soup. Those who eat rice noodle rolls with clear soup are all heretics." Wu Hai said proudly.

"Oh? Wu Hai, it seems that you have something against my clear soup?" Before Yin ya said anything, Jiang Changxi at the side immediately reached out her hand and put it on Wu Hai's shoulder with a smile.

"No, I didn 't," Wu Hai shook his head decisively with his animal instinct.

"Well, Wu Hai, what do you think of the word" Virgin "?" Jiang Changxi blinked her eyes at Wu Hai and said with an innocent look.

"Sister Jiang, as long as you're happy." Wu Hai admitted defeat straightforwardly and decisively.

"Hahahaha, you deserve it." Ling Hong at the side gloated immediately.

"Hmph, at least you know what's good for you. Otherwise, I have a hundred ways to identify a Virgin. I can tell you about them." Jiang Changxi revealed a teasing smile to Wu Hai and then took back her fair and slender palm.

"By the way, boss Yuan, are you interested in the bed skills? I have a lot of valuable experience to share with you. " Jiang Changxi covered her face with one hand and smiled at Yuan Zhou, pretending to be shy.

"Please wait a moment, the food will be served immediately." Yuan Zhou said to Yin ya in a hurry and then immediately turned around and went back to the kitchen.

"If I answer Jiang Changxi's question, who knows what other schemes are waiting for me?" Yuan Zhou found a reason for his strategic retreat very smartly.

Then, when Yuan Zhou started to prepare the rice noodle rolls, he heard Zhou Jia report the menu one after another, including both the red soup and the clear soup.

Generally, when Yin ya, Jiang Changxi, man man and the other ladies stayed up late, they would order the clear soup, while the men would order the red soup.

Yuan Zhou listened to it and then remembered how many bowls of clear broth and red broth there were. Then, he directly started to prepare.

The first step of making the rice noodle roll was to prepare the bowls and plates. Yuan Zhou served 14 large bowls of rice noodle roll on the countertop in a line.

Each large bowl of the same size had a Jade-white porcelain base and the sides of the bowls were painted with light lotus flower patterns. Yuan Zhou directly took the seasoning bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other and began to prepare the seasoning.

The first thing he added was the chicken powder. The chicken powder Yuan Zhou used was not chicken essence, but CEng Xian powder made from the boiled thick chicken soup and ground river prawns. However, Yuan Zhou only added half a spoon of this powder into the red soup.

"Shua shua shua". Yuan Zhou changed the box with one hand and sprinkled a little white well salt into each bowl with the other. Then, he rotated the grinding bottle and the freshly ground pepper also floated into the 14 big bowls.

The newly made red oil chili that had just cooled, the finely cut and crisp vegetable foam, and some cane sugar water were all added into the large bowl in order.

Then, he added some of the plump autumn oil into each bowl. Of course, Yuan Zhou put different seasonings in each bowl according to his taste.

Last night, Yuan Zhou had already stewed 14 bowls of fat sausage powder with the soup base. The rest had just been finished. In the end, he only needed to cut the fat sausage and cook the sweet potato powder. In this way, it was naturally very fast to cook.

Yuan Zhou directly dropped the sweet potato flour that had been soaked in warm water into the boiling soup base and blanched it. He used bamboo strips with fine mesh in the style of a funnel to blanch it.

The long chopsticks used more than half of the funnel to scoop up the sweet potato powder. The sweet potato powder was directly immersed in the soup. At this time, a small cloud-like pig lung floated up.

Yuan Zhou had washed the pig's lung many times with water. In the end, he had been cooking it with low fire since last night until today, when it had shrunk to a white and soft appearance like a white cloud.

During this period, the fat from the pig bones 'bone marrow was boiled out, emitting white steam. Although the soup did not smell anything and only looked light white, it was very fragrant and made people drool.

The strangest thing was that even after boiling so much sweet potato flour at the same time, the soup base was still so clear and bright, without the White foam that appeared outside the restaurant.

About one minute and six seconds later, Yuan Zhou started to fill the big bowl with the rice noodle rolls according to the different textures of different people.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." Yuan Zhou picked up the long handle of the bamboo basket with his right hand and shook it slightly. The soup instantly stopped dripping. At the same time, he poured the sweet potato powder into the bowl while washing the soup with his left hand.

That's right. Yuan Zhou poured the sweet potato flour into the bowl with one hand and used the spoon to evenly mix the condiments in the bowl with the other. In this way, he could ensure that the sweet potato flour could fully stick to the condiments while mixing the condiments and ensure the taste and texture of each stick.

Especially in the red oil soup bowl, when Yuan Zhou poured the hot soup into the bowl, the bright red oil with the smell of white sesame floated up. At this time, the bright and slightly gray sweet potato powder was added in. The bright red oil directly wrapped the vermicelli in the bowl. The cooperation was just right and the visual effect was extremely attractive, making people not drool.

Yuan Zhou did the same for every bowl, including the fat rice noodle roll in the clear soup.

As soon as the sweet potato flour was poured into the bowl, Yuan Zhou immediately scooped up the fat sausage that had been boiled and then marinated in the soup pot and began to cut it.

"Shua shua shua". The knife and the chopping board made a slight Sound of Contact. In a short while, the fat sausage was cut into small pieces of the same size.

Yuan Zhou didn't touch the fat sausage with his hands during the whole process of cutting it. One reason was that he didn't want it to be contaminated by the smell, and the other reason was that it was so hot that he couldn't hold it with his hands.

After the "shua" was done, Yuan Zhou flicked the tip of the knife and the fat sausage on the chopping board fell into the soup bowl obediently, causing a small wave, but not a single drop of soup spilled out.

This was because the blade was heavy and the landing was light, so the soup wouldn't spill.

The amount of each bowl of fat sausage was the same, and so was the amount of sweet potato flour. From the beginning to the end, only Yuan Zhou could make a simple dish of sweet potato flour into an art that was both beautiful and rigorous.

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