There was a small incident, but dinner time went very smoothly.
The pub was closed today. Therefore, Yuan Zhou informed Mao Ye in advance that it was a holiday today and didnât allow her to come over.
Since he had decided to prepare the street food, Yuan Zhou started to prepare it not long after the dinner ended.
âDing Ling Ling Ling Lingâ
Of course, it was impossible to prepare only one type of snack. Yuan Zhou intended to prepare a few more kinds so that everyone had a choice.
âIâm just that kind of understanding. â Yuan Zhou was quite complacent.
âCandied gourd, this definitely canât be lacking. Xiao Ya will definitely love it too. Make more for Xiao Ya. Itâs still cold, so itâs best to eat some fried chestnuts. â Yuan Zhou prepared everything in an orderly manner.
The one with the sharpest nose was definitely Wu Hai. As long as Yuan Zhou was cooking, even if there was a System Shield, the only difference was whether Wu Hai was at Taoxi road or not. There were no other exceptions.
âCompass, is it raining today?â When Wu Hai sneaked in from the door and saw Yuan Zhou had prepared a lot of food, he was instantly struck by an idea.
âYes, Iâm preparing street food today.â Yuan Zhou said.
It was cloudless outside now. The pitch-black night sky was completely clean and there was no sign of rain at all. However, when Yuan Zhou said it would rain, Wu Hai felt it would definitely rain.
âIs there any meat?â As a carnivore, their focus was different.
âThere is.â It was a street snack, but it was definitely not good without meat.
However, unlike the barbecue, where there was a clear distinction between meat and vegetable dishes, there were more varieties.
After getting Yuan Zhouâs answer, Wu Hai quieted down immediately. Then, he sat there and prepared to eat. His sitting posture was probably similar to Romeo âs.
To add on, Romeo was a dog, Zong Moâs dog.
The Tanghulu prepared by Yuan Zhou didnât follow the traditional cooking method of only using Hawthorn. Instead, he used many fruits in the restaurant, such as strawberries, apples, even oranges and pineapples.
When Yuan Zhou boiled the syrup, he used a very special technique. Therefore, after pouring it on the fruits, they were all crystal clear. If it wasnât for the fact that the fruits were a little shiny after careful observation, one basically couldnât tell that he had poured sugar on them. The only difference was that the color was more beautiful than before.
The second person to arrive was Wang Hong. Even though he guessed the rain wrong 11 out of 10 times, it didnât stop him from making it to the barbecue time every time. However, whether he could get his favorite food was another matter. In fact, it was also a skill.
âBoss Yuan, are we going to eat roasted chicken wings today?â Wang Hong belonged to the type of person who would become braver in the face of adversity.
âNo, I didn ât,â Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.
âOh, itâs fine. Itâs good to have candied gourd.â Wang Hong took a quick glance and found a seat.
As the time for the barbeque drew near, dark clouds began to gather in the originally clear night sky. âDrip, drip.â A little drizzle began to fall from the sky.
âBoss Yuan is very accurate every time. Heâs even more accurate than the weather forecast.â Wang Hong felt that it would be great if he had such a skill.
âWhen have you ever seen an accurate weather forecast?â Zhao Yingjun strode in from outside.
Wang Hong thought about it and agreed that it was indeed not a good time.
Yuan Zhou passed a clean, snow-white towel to Zhao Yingjun and helped him wipe his face and hands. After all, he was a little wet.
Mr. Wei and his daughter, Wei Wei, followed closely behind. These two hadnât been here for a long time, and today was just in time for the barbecue.
âHahaha, Mr. Wei is here. Come and sit here, sit here.â The moment Wang Hong saw Mr. Wei, he greeted him with great enthusiasm.
This was a good person who could exchange chicken wings with him. He had to maintain a good relationship with him, even though he didnât roast chicken wings today.
Wei Wei couldnât bear to look at Wang Hongâs enthusiasm. She had been to many chicken wing changing scenes and felt sorry for Wang Hong. However, if she had to choose, she would definitely choose her father.
âOh, itâs you. Iâm here.â Mr. Wei greeted him with a gentle expression.
He brought his daughter to sit next to Wang Hong. Then, the two of them started chatting as if they were close friends.
âThis guyâs IQ is far worse than meaty.â Yuan Zhou looked at it and said nothing.
When the time came, Yuan Zhouâs preparation work was almost done and the snack time began.
âItâs street food today. Weâve prepared three types of food. Everyone has a portion of each. No ordering.â Yuan Zhou said.
âThen I want to eat oranges.â Wang Hong looked at the glistening oranges and was very tempted.
âItâll be whatever it is. â Yuan Zhou said primly.
Then, they began to distribute things, one stick of candied Hawthorns. Some people got apples, some got traditional Hawthorn, and some got pineapples.
Each person had a portion of sugar-fried chestnuts. There were not many, only a dozen or so, but the chestnuts were very big. Each one was the size of a walnut. There was a big crack in the middle, revealing the slightly yellow flesh inside. The sweet fruit fragrance assailed the nose and was very tempting.
There was also a plate of fried skewers for each person. They were also different. Some had tenderloin with beef, some had potatoes, and some were vegetarian. It depended on oneâs luck.
Although there were many types of candied Haws, everyone had a special preference for candied Haws and most of them chose to eat it first.
âKa Cha, ka Chaâ
Wei Wei also chose the candied gourd first. She had a bunch of white strawberries, and there were five of them in one bunch. Each of them looked almost the same size as if they had been measured with a ruler.
Of course, Wei Wei didnât know that the strawberries were indeed measured with a ruler.
The transparent sugar wrapped every strawberry evenly. If one didnât look carefully, they wouldnât be able to see it at all. With one bite, the crisp sugar coating first, then the sweet strawberry, all melted in the mouth.
âOh, itâs delicious. Itâs really delicious.â Wei Wei felt that the Tanghulu cooked by Yuan Zhou was really delicious. It was an indescribable taste. She didnât know how to describe it other than delicious.
Wang Hong held a stick of traditional candied Haws and looked at Mr. Weiâs glistening oranges. He couldnât help but swallow his saliva.
He didnât like the sour taste of Hawthorn, but preferred the sweetness of oranges. However, the oranges werenât in his hands.
Then, he looked at the two skewers of tenderloin and beef on the other side of the small plate, and the two skewers of eggplants and potatoes on Mr. Weiâs side. Suddenly, he had an idea.
âBrother Wei, boss Yuanâs candied gourd must be very delicious. Do you often eat this kind of candied gourd when you were young? why donât I swap places with brother Wei and let him recall his childhood?â Seeing that Mr. Wei seemed to be hesitating, he immediately continued,ââOf course, I wonât take advantage of brother Wei. Iâll give brother Wei a skewer of tenderloin and a skewer of beef to try. Itâs compensation. After all, brother Wei has more oranges.â
Because the orange was in pieces, it was slightly smaller than the Hawthorn. Therefore, there were six hawthorn seeds, while the orange had eight pieces.
âIâm such a clever little boy. â Wang Hong felt that his idea was great.
Completely unaware of the gazes of the people around him, Wang Hong, who was silently immersed in his own âgreatâ, stared at Mr. Wei.
Mr. Wei pondered for a while. What could he do if he were to force his way in? he nodded,ââAlright, since youâve said so, Iâll exchange with you.â
The two of them made a friendly exchange.
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