Gourmet Food Supplier
chapter-1671

Wang Hong was still toot about the grilled chicken wings, but that didn't stop him from ordering the newly-served pancakes and fried tenderloin.

This time, Yuan Zhou set up a flat and round pancake pan and a Golden Frying Pan with boiling oil on the Azure stone countertop in front of everyone.

Because it was business time, people could only smell the air when they entered the door. In short, they could not smell anything. The system was an air purification black technology that was delayed by food.

Yuan Zhou's cooking speed was as fast as usual. Very soon, the Tianjin-style jianbing ordered by Wang Hong without scallions and fried tenderloin were served.

The Tianjin-style jianbing was wrapped in a squarish shape, and it was a little smaller than the ones sold outside. It looked more like a child, and eating one was just enough for breakfast.

The golden egg skin of the crepes was wrapped evenly on the surface of the pancake, and black sesame seeds were scattered on top of it, giving off the fragrance of hot fried eggs.

On the other hand, the fried tenderloin was a beautiful brownish-red color with a layer of glossy luster on it. Red chili powder was sprinkled on top, and it had a strong aroma of fried meat and chili powder.

"It smells pretty good." "I'm not interested," Wang Hong said. He compared the chicken wings to the chicken wings in his heart and chose to roast them.

But he didn't slow down. He directly picked up the fried paper from the plate and took a bite.

"Hiss, it's a little hot." Wang Hong couldn't help but let out a hiss. However, the next moment, he shut his mouth tightly.

As soon as he bit open the pancake, the complex and rich fragrance rushed into his mouth, which made his eyes light up.

Wang Hong was the first to take a bite of the pancake and the sauce. He didn't get to eat the ingredients inside because he had a small bite.

But it was this bite that instantly stunned Wang Hong's taste buds.

The rich aroma of the fried egg, but without the greasiness of the usual fried egg, coupled with the layer of green bean pancake on top, had a refreshing fragrance. The aroma of the fried egg and the green bean pancake, then mixed with the slight sesame oil fragrance, the light sweetness of the sauce, and the slight spiciness, simply opened a feast for the taste buds in the mouth.

"Oh." Wang Hong wanted to say that it was delicious, but he held back in the end and took another bite of the pancake.

This time, Wang Hong took a big bite.

"Cha Cha." This was the crisp sound of the thin and crisp frying pan inside the pancake being bitten to pieces.

The crisp sound of the outer layer of the youtiao was also heard. The soft and tender egg was fried with a fragrant green bean pancake. With the addition of the crisp frying pan and the warm and slightly flexible youtiao, even Wang Hong couldn't help but praise the pancake.

"It's so delicious. " Wang Hong's depression from not being able to eat the chicken wings was swept away. It was not bad to have a pancake occasionally.

Wang Hong's heart was filled with the delicious fruit pancake. He finished it in a short while with his eyes closed.

"That's too little, it's just enough to fill the bottom. " Wang Hong was dumbfounded as he looked at the clean oil paper in his hands.

"There's not even a single sesame seed left. This is too clean. " Wang Hong took a closer look and felt a little disgusted.

But very quickly, Wang Hong didn't have the mood to think about anything else. There were two new dishes tonight, and there was one more dish waiting for him to taste.

With this thought, Wang Hong immediately shifted his gaze to the fried Liqin.

The fried tenderloin was like the fried meat skewers they ate when they were young. There were two pieces of meat on each skewer, each piece the size of half a girl's palm. The thickness was even, and the texture of the meat could be clearly seen.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the surface was slightly charred yellow, with a layer of bright oil and bright chili noodles. It was fragrant just by looking at it, let alone eating it.

Wang Hong picked up a skewer without any hesitation. He opened his mouth wide and bit the meat. With a pull of his right hand, he ate the entire piece of tenderloin.

In fact, when Wang Hong bit into the meat, he subconsciously placed his left hand in front of his chin to receive it. There was no other reason other than that the meat was too tender.

The moment he bit into it, the gravy burst in his mouth. The rich meat fragrance and the rich gravy made Wang Hong afraid that it would be wasted if it dripped on the ground, so he made such a subconscious action.

"Ba Ji Ba Ji". When he chewed, the meat was unbelievably tender, but it still had the taste of the meat itself. It was unbelievably smooth and tender, but it also had the chewy taste of the meat itself. Coupled with the spicy chili noodles and the fragrance of deep-fried oil, the two skewers of fried tenderloin were completely in Wang Hong's stomach in a short time.

"That's too little. Two skewers aren't even enough for a taste. " Wang Hong smacked his lips as if he hadn't had enough yet. His eyes shifted to Yuan Zhou who was spreading the Chinese pancakes seriously.

"Boss Yuan, can you only order one serving of each dish?" Wang Hong quickly stood up and jogged to the side of the partition in front of Yuan Zhou.

"Yes, I am." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

"One serving is fine. I didn't order the one with green onions just now. Now, I'll order one with green onions." Wang Hong said,"also, I want the fried tenderloin with chili powder. Now, I want the original one without chili powder. Give me one."

As soon as these words came out, the diners who had already finished their orders earlier also turned their eyes over.

He thought to himself, there's such a thing?

"If the fruit pancake is scallion-flavored and original, you can order this much according to the rules, but unfortunately, it's not." "If the Tenderloin is spicy and original, it's fine, but it's still not," Yuan Zhou said primly.

That's right. Ever since the failed experiment of the three kinds of breakfast last time, Yuan Zhou's sleazy behavior had become even more sleazy. He would think carefully every time he spoke.

Earlier, he had asked "do you want chopped green onion" and "do you want chili powder". There was no problem with that. They were two different flavors.

Wang Hong was dejected. He sighed and left."Sigh, fried tenderloin and crepes are indeed not as good as roasted chicken wings. I'm not full at all."

When the customer beside him heard this, he couldn't help but sneer coldly. He spoke as if he would be full after eating grilled chicken wings.

"You're heartless. " Wu Hai looked at the back of Wang Hong as he left. The Black Beast had been waiting at the side all along to finish the food that he couldn't finish. But how could he know that not even a sesame was left?

Wu Shou, Wu Lin and Zheng Jiawei went home together.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk. A set of fruit pancakes, please. Boss Yuan, I've always eaten the fruit pancakes perfectly. Can you please satisfy me?" This customer loved to eat pancakes, so when it was his turn, he started singing.

"There's nothing else. " Yuan Zhou answered straightforwardly.

Perfection meant adding everything, such as meat floss, potato shreds, roasted sausage, etc., But in fact, adding too much would cause the original flavor of the pancake to be lost.

The customers all ordered two servings. A few girls who came together said that they had gained a lot of weight since boss Yuan had the supper.

"I have to restrain myself and not get fat again." That was what he said, but he still ordered the same amount of tenderloin and pancake.

The supper ended in the midst of the busy work. After seeing Mao Ye leave, Yuan Zhou went to the second floor to wash up.

On the second floor opposite him, there was still some movement.

"Wei Ge, what's wrong with him?" Although Wu Lin despised Wu Hai from her words to her actions, she was still very worried once something happened. After all, he was her biological brother. Although he had been playing with her since he was young, he was still her biological brother.

After Wu Hai came back from the master chef Restaurant after eating the fruit pancake and fried tenderloin, he became a little dull.

Using a cliché description, it was as if he had lost his soul. He stared at the drawing paper and ignored everyone calling him. Halfway through, he would wave his Oil Brush, just like a wizard who had come out of Harry Potter.

He had been in such a state for nearly an hour. It was impossible for Wu Lin to suspect that there was something wrong with the midnight snacks. Boss Yuan's food was the guarantee of safety. Therefore, she asked Zheng Jiawei who knew Wu Hai best.

"This is because little Hai's painting has entered a stage where he doesn't have enough inspiration. Then, he will enter his own world, so he will forget himself and basically can't hear anything." Zheng Jiawei said.

"So you're out of inspiration." "I've rarely seen him like this before,"Wu Lin heaved a sigh of relief and said.

"Little hai rarely has this kind of situation. This is because once little hai decides to draw, he always has an outburst of inspiration, so this kind of situation rarely occurs." "As far as I can remember, this is the second time it has appeared," explained Zheng Jiawei."The last time, Xiaohai painted 'female officials' and was called the modern Vela Guizhi by the European painting circle."

Wu Lin couldn't help but nod. Her brother was a painter. She knew a little that many famous painters had some quirks when they painted. For example, a certain painter had to drink alcohol when he painted. He couldn't paint if he wasn't drunk. She had reason to suspect that what he wanted to paint and what he painted were two different things.

"How long will Wei GE's condition last?" Wu Lin asked.

"Keep going, if you don't come up with new inspiration." "Once this painting is completed, little Hai's reputation should be able to go up another level," answered Zheng Jiawei.

Wu Lin thought of the most direct question,""Does he need to eat like this?"

"I was hungry for two days last time." Zheng Jiawei meant that he didn't want to eat it, but then he added,"But the last time was several years ago when boss Yuan hadn't opened his restaurant yet and little hai hadn't found any restaurant with good appetites. It might not be the case this time."

Wu Lin's logic was relatively simple. She had to eat something, so she looked at Zheng Jiawei expectantly,""Wei Ge, do you have any way to create inspiration?"

The requirement was too high. Inspiration was something that couldn't be seen or touched. It was difficult for one to find it even if one wanted to, let alone make it for others. After saying that, Wu Lin knew that she was making things difficult for others. Therefore, she couldn't help smiling foolishly.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Jiawei really had a way. He said,"I will satisfy all of Xiaolin's requests."

"I'll make a call first. " Zheng Jiawei took out his phone and dialed someone's number. After talking for more than ten minutes, the matter was confirmed.

"Little hai likes Taoxi road very much." Zheng Jiawei said,"I also like Taoxi road. It's a cozy home and a cozy shop. But it's really rare to see an entire Street giving off such a cozy feeling."

"Little hai always says that master chef Restaurant is his ingredient warehouse," Zheng Jiawei said."I remember that he has never looked down at master chef Restaurant and Taoxi road."

Overlooking? Wu Lin's expression changed slightly. She seemed to have understood something.

"I've booked a helicopter for you," Zheng Jiawei told him his plan."We'll have a bird's eye view of master chef Restaurant and Taoxi road at night. I think you'll be touched by it."

Wu Lin was shocked by Zheng Jiawei's work.

"Lin, I'll have to trouble you with this." Zheng Jiawei said.

Wu Hai was in a state of selflessness while Zheng Jiawei's voice was a little low. Wu Lin was the most suitable candidate.

Wu Lin shouted loudly with a strong spirit, waking Wu Hai up.

Wu Hai looked at Wu Lin with a dumbfounded look. His two small mustaches drooped down, like a Husky whose bitter gourd was snatched away.

Zheng Jiawei took the opportunity to tell Wu Hai about the view of master chef Restaurant from the helicopter.

"Eh, that's a good idea." Wu Hai's eyes brightened up and he became interested immediately.

"Now? When is the helicopter coming, and where do I get on?" Wu Hai wasn't stupid. He naturally knew that there were some requirements for the helicopter to land. It was impossible for them to board the helicopter at Taoxi road.

"The helicopter is flying at a low altitude. Although we don't have to apply for a route, we still have to apply to the air traffic control department. If there are no special circumstances, we have to apply one day in advance." Zheng Jiawei explained.

Special circumstances referred to emergency rescue and rescue, which could be applied for a temporary flight one hour in advance. Anyway, it was not related to the helicopter looking down at master chef Restaurant.

"I've just made a phone call and applied for it," Zheng Jiawei said."It'll be done by 1 am tomorrow."

Wu Hai mumbled that he still had to wait until tomorrow. He lowered his head and calculated. A few minutes later, he lay on the bed and prepared to sleep.

"Lin, let's go. Hai is going to sleep." Zheng Jiawei left holding Wu Lin's hand and then closed the door for Wu Hai.

The next day.

It was a sunny day again. Yuan Zhou got up early again. He had a regular work and rest schedule every day.

She took off her pajamas and changed into her sportswear, ready to go out for a morning run.

However, before he washed up, Yuan Zhou stared at a piece of A4 paper on the table for a long time. He had written it yesterday and there were two pieces of paper in total.

The first post read: [I have something to do in Yangzhou, so I'm taking a day off.]

The second one was: "I have something to do in Yangzhou. Therefore, we are not open for breakfast and lunch."

As an invigilator of the Chinese famous chefs 'union branch, Yuan Zhou had to send an invitation to grandfather Wang on the spot.

Because no matter what, old man Wang was a senior of a senior, and he had to show the proper etiquette.

The flight from Chengdu to Yangzhou would take more than five hours. This was only the time spent in the air, waiting for the plane, and other wasted time.

The most ideal situation was to get up, take the Seveno' clock flight, and arrive at Teno' clock. Then, he would meet with elder Wang to discuss this matter, and then take the twoo' clock flight back to Chengdu. This way, he would only delay two meals.

However, this was the most ideal situation. Even God could not guarantee whether the plane would be late or not.

Yuan Zhou didn't even notice the changes that had happened to him. Three years ago, he had been trying his best to ask for leave and had even found all sorts of strange reasons.

But now, Yuan Zhou was trying his best to avoid asking for leave.

Even after the lunch, Yuan Zhou still didn't stick the A4 paper on the door. After all, he had just applied for leave not long ago ... His life was more important.

We'll talk about it in a few days.

During the break time in the afternoon, Zhang Yan called Yuan Zhou.

After greeting him on the phone, Yuan Zhou asked directly,""President Zhang, what's the matter?"

"Tomorrow is the young Chef's Challenge. I want to know if there's any focus for judging?" Zhang Ye was also one of the three judges for tomorrow's finals.

Every famous chef had their own preferences. For example, Zhou Shijie was more flavorful, while Zhang Ye was more focused on the style.

Usually, the judges would give marks based on their own preferences, but some competitions had a theme, such as the knife skill competition, which would be based on the knife skill. So, Zhang Yan called to ask if there was a theme for the final evaluation.

Yuan Zhou answered,"the four chefs who have reached the final round all have something that they are good at. Therefore, there is no theme. Chairman Zhang, you can do it according to your personal preference."

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