Gourmet Food Supplier
chapter-1709

After the soup was served, Yuan Zhou carried the after-meal snacks to them. There were four kinds of snacks this time, just enough for each person to eat two pieces.

In addition to the osmanthus cake and chrysanthemum cake mentioned at the beginning, there were also two fried fresh flowers. One was a famous snack of the palace in the past, fried Lotus, and the other was the crispy fried golden chrysanthemum, which was only available in modern times.

"Everyone, please enjoy your meal." Yuan Zhou reached out his hand and then turned around and left with the tray.

"Sigh, my mom used to say that I should find a chef since I'm such a big eater. Now I think she makes sense." Xiaochen suddenly sighed and said seriously.

"Haha, are you envious of Xiaoya's boyfriend?" Mo Yu teased generously.

"I'm not envious. I'm just jealous in name." Xiaochen said with a serious face.

"Boss Yuan is handsome. Although he looks serious, his eyes are always extremely gentle when he looks at Xiao Ya. Needless to say, his cooking skills are even better. It's so delicious that I want to swallow my tongue." Xiaochen counted Yuan Zhou's merits seriously.

At the side, Yin ya was wearing a faint smile with a proud look on her face.

"Little ya, as a good friend, tell me honestly. Does your boss Yuan have any other cousins?" Xiaochen asked with a serious face.

That's right. For Yin ya, praising Yuan Zhou made her even happier than praising herself.

"Yes, we all want to know the answer to this question." Apart from Mo Yu, the rest of the people were all looking at Yin ya expectantly.

Although he knew that it was impossible, he still had to have hope.

"Of course not. I only have one Yuan Zhou." Yin ya squinted her eyes and said with a smile.

"Sigh, as expected, all good men have girlfriends. I need to eat more snacks to comfort myself." Xiaochen was about to grab a piece of osmanthus cake when Mo Yu stopped her.

"That's one thing, but there's a limit to the number of pastries. " Mo Yu held Xiaochen's hand with a smile.

Xiaochen shrugged helplessly and could only put her hand down.

That's right, after saying so much, Xiaochen's goal was to wait until the last moment to eat one more piece.

It couldn't be helped. The pastries were too beautiful. The osmanthus cake was made into an enlarged version of Osmanthus. It was light yellow in color and exuded the fragrance of Osmanthus. The chrysanthemum cake was jade white and slightly crystal clear. Just looking at it made one's fingers Twitch.

The rest of the fried lotus flowers still retained the appearance of a complete lotus flower, and the other crispy fried chrysanthemum looked like a real flower instead of a fried flower.

Even the stamen of the golden thread chrysanthemum could be seen clearly, let alone its delicate petals. There was only an additional burnt fragrance.

"Although my boss Yuan doesn't have any brothers, the pastries are still edible." After saying that, Yin ya signaled everyone to start eating.

At this point of the banquet, no one was in the mood to be modest anymore. As soon as Yin ya said to start, everyone reached their chopsticks to the pastries.

If it wasn't for the fact that there were leaders and subordinates present, the person in charge would have directly extended his hand.

Even Jiang anyun, who didn't like sweet things by nature, couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fried lotus flower.

The fried lotus flower was arranged in its original blooming shape, but a complete lotus petal fell off when the chopsticks gently picked it up.

The thin layer of flour paste hanging on the outer layer of the Lotus petals had been fried to a golden yellow. Through the thin outer layer, the light pink color of the inner layer of the Lotus petals could be seen.

"Crack, crack." Jiang anyun took a bite, and the crisp outer shell immediately broke in her mouth, making a light sound.

It even had some lotus petals in it.

Normally, this kind of deep-fried food should be very greasy, but this fried lotus flower was not greasy at all. Instead, it was full of crunchy texture and the light lotus flower fragrance lingered in the tip of the nose.

The petals were soft, tender, and smooth. The texture of the petals was like top-grade silk to the tongue. The crisp outer layer formed a sharp contrast with the soft and smooth texture, making the taste very rich.

The fragrance of flowers, oil, and flour paste intertwined and mixed together, making the taste very rich.

"I didn't expect the Lotus to be so delicious after being fried. No wonder it's a Palace pastry." Jiang N savored the taste carefully.

On the other side, Mo Yu, who was eating the osmanthus cake, also revealed a comfortable smile. The cake was soft and slightly sticky, with a light sweetness wrapped in the fragrance of the Osmanthus. It was not sickening at all, and at the same time, it was like a gust of wind blowing, and you were standing under a Osmanthus tree with a colorful rain of osmanthus flowers.

"As expected of boss Yuan. It's really delicious." Even though it was only his second time here, Mo Yu had this feeling.

After the pastries were finished, the Rose wine that Mo Yu had been looking forward to the most was served at the flower banquet. However, considering that the rest of the guests still had to go to work in the afternoon, Yuan Zhou prepared the non-alcoholic pure natural rose wine.

Although the taste was not bad, it was like a rose drink to Mo Yu.

Although they didn't get to drink, they were still very satisfied with the many new and delicious dishes.

The banquet prepared by Yuan Zhou to celebrate Yin ya's promotion came to an end perfectly.

On the other hand, the week-long voting period was approaching its final review. There were more than a million foodies participating in the selection of King of Tang.

Although the population base in the country was large, it was still incredible that a food event organized by a restaurant could cost millions of people.

Once again, Yuan Zhou proved the appeal of master chef Restaurant on the internet to everyone.

Of course, the failed advertising companies no longer bothered Yuan Zhou. However, it was inevitable for them to sigh. Just like mu ou, who sold cosmetics, when he saw the headlines of Yuan Zhou's restaurant on Weibo every day, he was filled with regret.

"Alas. If I had known this earlier, I would have insisted on it. Maybe boss Yuan would have agreed."

"Then it'll become the selection of Cantonese cuisine soup King exclusively sponsored by 'men's essence facial wash milk of Shui mu Hall'. How much publicity is this? it'll be at least ten million exposure." Mu ou decided not to watch the event anymore, so as not to be sad. He closed the yuan's restaurant website.

In order to ease his sadness, mu ou decided to calm down and go to master chef Restaurant for a meal.

He drove to master chef Restaurant. There was still some time before the dinner line, so the entrance of the restaurant was not so crowded.

Why did he add "it's still considered"? because although it wasn't time to line up, there were still many tourists who came to check in and diners who came to eat before.

Mu ou sat down on the bench in front of the store and saw a suspicious man wearing a black cap and a white mask.

The masked man looked sneaky and was holding a neutral pen in his hand, recording something.

"If I'm not mistaken, this man must be the trashy reporter who attacked master chef Restaurant."

Why would a normal person wear a hat in this weather? The most important thing was that normal people would definitely not wear masks.

Mu ou was even more certain of his judgment now. He thought of something. If he caught this trashy reporter and defended the restaurant, he might be able to join the queuing Committee and even become a cadre.

Mu ou went around the back like an assassin going around the back to start a team fight. Then, he patted the shoulder of the man in the cap at a place where the man in the cap couldn't see.

As the saying goes, humans scare ghosts to death, and humans scare people to death.

"F * ck!"

The man in the cap was startled and jumped in fright. The small notebook and pen in his hand fell to the ground.

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[ps: I wish everyone a reunion during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Although the moon can't be seen due to the heavy rain in Chengdu, the diligent me still updates. No need to praise me. I can't help but praise you hehe.]