When this topic was brought up, there was more to talk about.
âIf I didnât feel it myself, I wouldnât have believed it either. Boss Yuan really knows everyoneâs taste. He knows it after eating it.â Wang Hong said.
âI think this is the most amazing thing about boss Yuan. Take me for example, I donât like to suffer. I have never eaten anything especially bitter in master chef Restaurant. Previously, I ordered the famous aged duck and it basically didnât taste bitter.â He said slowly.
âI didnât know that head chef Yuan was so amazing. Itâs incredible.â Hu Qingshan felt like he was listening to a heavenly book.
As a matter of fact, Hu Qingshan wasnât that young anymore. He was already 30 years old. As a slightly famous mangaka, he had been to many places. However, he had never met someone like Yuan Zhou.
This time, he also hoped to visit the painting Godâs cottage to find inspiration for his new book and also to get in touch with the senior leader, Wu Hai.
It was also unexpected that she had become Yuan Zhouâs fan not long after she joined the club. Therefore, she was really focused on listening to Yuan Zhouâs story.
When a person was talking, if there was someone who was very supportive and didnât respond to him, it would definitely arouse peopleâs desire to talk. Just like Hu Qingshan, when Tang Xi and the other two saw Hu Qingshanâs thirst for knowledge, they couldnât stop themselves. It could be said that they could talk nonstop.
But then again, food was more attractive.
âLetâs try our breakfast first. â Man man couldnât bear it anymore and said while licking her lips.
âWe can talk after we finish eating.â Wang Hong agreed.
Hu Qingshan and Tang Xi nodded their heads vigorously. Idols were very important, especially important, but the food made by idols was also very important.
So, the four of them picked up their spoons in unison and prepared to start eating.
In order to match the big black bowl, the spoon was also black with a thin and long handle. Of course, the spoon wasnât small, it was just the size suitable for eating tofu pudding.
The tofu pudding that was praised by the literary genius and foodie Su Dongpo naturally had its own uniqueness.
this kind of food that ingeniously fused the flavors of the north and south into a unique taste was naturally quite good. otherwise, it wouldnât have been able to last through the changes of history.
although the four of them started to eat together, they ate in different ways. for example, tang xi directly scooped up the soybean milk that she had been longing for. for example, man man carefully cut off the red oil and scallions on the soybean milk, making every part of the crystal-clear tofu pudding be stained with the red spicy oil, as if it had been smeared with a bright color.
wang hong, on the other hand, had an easier time. he scooped up a piece of tofu pudding with a spoon, dipped it in chili oil, scallions, and other condiments, and put it into his mouth. the chili oil in qin province was completely different from that in sichuan province.
the mellow fragrance and spiciness blended together. because of the oilâs fragrance, the chili appeared to have melted a lot more, and the fragrance of the sesame was even more prominent. matched with the smooth, tender, and smooth tofu pudding, it was neither too tender nor old. everything seemed just right.
âso this is the taste of the tofu pudding in qin cuisine. compared to the soft tofu pudding, i think this tofu pudding, which is neither soft nor hard, is very much to my liking. i hope i can eat it more often in the future.â although wang hong knew that it was unlikely, it did not stop him from thinking that way.
hu qingshanâs actions were different from the others. he carefully used a spoon to sweep the unmelted white sugar on the tofu pudding into the soy milk next to him. then, he used the spoon to carefully stir the soy milk in the gap to promote the melting of the sugar.
after making sure that the sugar had melted, hu qingshan slowly exhaled a mouthful of foul air and began to eat.
he scooped up a spoonful of tofu pudding and put it into his mouth. at first, there was a strong tofu fragrance, and then there was a hint of sweetness. the tofu pudding originally had a light fishy smell, but because of the sudden arrival of sweetness, it was completely covered up, leaving only the pure tofu fragrance and sweetness. the tofu pudding had a smooth texture, and it would break with a single sip, but the broken parts would need to be gently bit to completely spread out. it was a sharp contrast to the tofu puddingâs melting texture in the mouth. it was very delicious.
âthis is the taste. itâs so delicious, sweet and fragrant. i didnât expect to be able to eat such authentic food in rong city. itâs so good.â hu qingshan squinted his eyes and seemed to be intoxicated.
his intoxicated expression did not mean that his actions were slow. hu qingshan ate the sweet tofu pudding spoonful by spoonful. very quickly, the bottom of the tofu pudding could be seen, and slowly, the floating golden leaves revealed their original appearance.
because it was soaked in soy milk, it was slightly swollen compared to when it first entered, but it didnât swell much. it still looked golden and light like a withered yellow leaf.
hu qingshan once again used the spoon to rotate it clockwise. after a few rounds, he stopped. he scooped up a piece of butter that looked like a golden leaf and sent it into his mouth.
although the crispy part on the surface had softened, it didnât affect the original crispy texture. at this moment, he added a sweet soybean milk. it was wet and soft, and the inside was very tough. even when it came into contact with the soybean milk, it didnât soften. instead, it was very chewy. the texture was rich with layers, and the fine sweetness protruded out with the refreshing fragrance of wheat.
âthis is indeed head chef yuanâs cooking. this cheese is way too delicious. even after being soaked in soy milk, it didnât become soft. on the contrary, it is so tough. i havenât eaten such authentic cheese slices in a long time.â hu qingshan sighed with emotion.
the houses in qin province were completely different from the houses in other places. because they were thicker than an inch, shaped like a pot, and made a sound when knocked, they were commonly known as âpot helmetâ.
moreover, slicing the butter was a very particular thing. the thickness had to be uniform. otherwise, if it was too thick, the soy milk wouldnât be able to soak through and the taste wouldnât get in. if it was too thin, it would break later. these were not desirable.
with yuan zhouâs knife skills, he naturally wouldnât have these worries. the slice he cut was even thinner than the thinnest slice hu qingshan had ever eaten. however, he didnât have to worry about it being broken in the end.
Because if it wasnât for Hu Qingshan biting it bit by bit, it wouldnât break at all. This was a test of Lao Luoâs craftsmanship.
In any case, Hu Qingshan had eaten it from the beginning to the end. Other than being soft, fragrant, and chewy, and having a rich aftertaste, there was nothing bad about it.
The bowl of tofu pudding was really big, a little bigger than a bowl of noodles. It wasnât that the mouth of the bowl was big, but that the bowl was very deep. Naturally, the bigger the bowl was, the more things it could hold. If the bowl was filled to the brim, it was natural that one would be full.
However, it couldnât be denied that this was a delicacy cooked by Yuan Zhou. Naturally, after the customers ate it, their first reaction was that there was too little. Regardless of whether they were full or not, their mouths were definitely not full.
However, Hu Qingshan, who had only been here a few times, knew the rules of the store. Therefore, other than grumbling that there was too little food and that they were not full, everyoneâs movements were still very neat. They cleared the bowls and chopsticks and gave space to the people waiting behind them. They were all in an orderly manner.
The breakfast time was short but wonderful. Although many people came for the discount, the 99 servings would not change just because of the number of people.
Therefore, many people who didnât have breakfast directly ate at the roadside stalls and planned to stay at Taoxi road to wait for lunch.
Breakfast had already ended, so lunch would definitely not be far away.
After the breakfast of master chef Restaurant was over, Li Li finally posted the content of todayâs activity for warm-up.
In order to keep up with Yuan Zhou, the content of the restaurant was also written on a colorful board. Although the words were not colorful, it was still a little out of harmony with the high-end Western restaurant.
Speaking of which, Yuan Zhou discovered a secret of Li Li.
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