The golden rice cake looked very refreshing against the green ruffles. The rice cake exuding a light aroma was served to the table by Yuan Zhou.
"Take it easy, you two." Yuan Zhou's expression was light.
"Boss Yuan is well-informed and can make this. Two more glasses of watermelon juice, please." Zhuang Xinmu is still very familiar with rice cakes. This thing must be paired with soup, otherwise it will stick to the throat, and A bit dry.
"Okay, wait a moment." Yuan Zhou nodded in agreement.
Take out two watermelons from the cabinet and start preparing to juice them.
"Twilight, this is rice cake. It looks similar to glutinous rice cake." Wu Zhou poked the golden rice cake on the plate and asked curiously.
"It's different. This kind is made only from rice. It has a different taste. Try it." Zhuang Xinmu explained carefully, knowing that Wu Zhou had never eaten it.
"Everything Twilight said is right, then I'll eat it." Wu Zhou first licked his face and praised Zhuang Xinmu, then turned around and prepared to taste it.
The rice cakes made by Yuan Zhou are about the same size as those sold outside, but they look much better.
It's just that what Yuan Zhou made doesn't have much flavor.
Picking it up with chopsticks, Wu Zhou put it into his mouth and took a bite.
"Kacha" bit off a piece at once, and then I realized that the outer layer of the rice cake was only browned and crispy, but the inside was white and tender, soft and delicious, with a little stickiness of rice.
If you look carefully, the brown color and white tenderness are on a grain of rice.
Half of the rice grains are golden and half are tender and white. The slight salty taste inside and the unique fragrance of rice combine to create a special texture, soft, tender and crispy.
"piapia"
His mouth made a strange sound, and Wu Zhou couldn't help but take another bite. This time it was a bigger mouthful, and the texture was clearer. When chewing, even the moisture from the rice came out, and it didn't feel dry at all.
One bite after another was quickly eaten by Wu Zhou.
"Twilight is so awesome, the rice tastes so good this way." Wu Zhou said with admiration after swallowing the last bite.
Zhuang Xinmu didn't have time to answer now. She just responded vaguely, "Hmm." She also ate without caring about her ladylike image.
In fact, Wuzhou just thought it was delicious. It can be said that there is nothing unpalatable here in Yuanzhou, so it is natural that this rice cake is delicious.
But Zhuang Xinmu was different. She often ate home-cooked food at home, which made her feel even more deeply.
To put it bluntly, rice cake is just a snack. It is a bit difficult to make, but it is also limited. It originally needs to be paired with soy milk, because it tastes a bit cloying and too dry when eaten alone.
What Yuan Zhou did did not have these shortcomings at all.
First of all, each grain of rice absorbs sufficient water. When chewing, the water in the rice grains is secreted along with the fragrance of the rice itself, resulting in a just right taste. As for greasiness, it is not stained on the plates and chopsticks. greasy.
Shake it quickly when taking it out of the pan to ensure that there is no excess fat on the top, leaving only the fried and crispy texture.
And these are all wrapped in a golden shell, so the aroma of the fried rice cake is not strong.
"Boss, have you been to the Jiangnan area?" Zhuang Xinmu couldn't help but ask.
Yuan Zhou answered decisively: "No."
Zhuang Xinmu was deeply shocked. It was simply unbelievable how he could make rice cakes that were even more delicious than those in the south of the Yangtze River.
"If I had known I wouldn't have ordered watermelon juice, I would have ordered something else." Zhuang Xinmu regretted a little. The two servings were almost 200 per person. Naturally, it was impossible to continue ordering now.
"It's okay, I'll order whatever Twilight wants to eat." Wu Zhou knew his girlfriend best and said immediately and considerately.
"No, just come back next time." Zhuang Xinmu refused sternly. Seeing that Wu Zhou was a little hurt, he said softly, "Next time we come together, let's treat it as a date."
Of course, the latter sentence was said in a lowered voice. Of course, this is not a problem at all for Yuan Zhou, who has both ears and eyes.
The result is that he is now seriously considering whether to refuse the couple's date. She has already thought of the reason, and just said that the couple's meal time is too long.
All this happened in a blink of an eye. Yuanzhou just thought about it and handed over the watermelon juice.
"You two are welcome."
"Master Yuan, are you serving new dishes today?" the old man's angry voice came from outside the door.
"No." Yuan Zhou said simply.
"Don't you have a lot of money, boss?" Mu Xiaoyun tilted her head and looked at Yuan Zhou in confusion.
"Master Yuan, why are you talking nonsense? Why are you hiding the new dish?" The old man was not angry, he just asked with a smile.
"That's rice, not vegetables." Yuan Zhou said directly.
"Well, it's really not a dish," the old man choked a little. Fortunately, the old man was broad-minded and didn't care. He said directly, "It would be better to have food. Let's have some golden grass and a bowl of white rice."
"Please look at the menu." Yuan Zhou gestured to look at the menu at the back.
"Grandpa, the boss only provides rice to make this... rice" Mu Xiaoyun held back for a while before he came up with this title.
"Then I want free rice." The old man insisted after looking at the price.
"Wait a moment." Seeing that the old man already knew the price, Yuan Zhou agreed.
It's just that cooking rice is very fast. Yuanzhou just washes the rice once and puts it into the pressure cooker for cooking.
Using a pressure cooker to cook rice can better ensure that the nutrients of the rice grains are not lost and can be firmly locked in the rice grains, giving it the best taste and aroma.
While cooking, he began to handle the golden grass. Yuan Zhou didn't like handling this dish. It was very delicate and couldn't be bruised. Of course, this was also a way for Yuan Zhou to practice control.
While the Jinling grass is fried, the rice is also neatly simmered, no more, no less. There is only one layer at the bottom of the pot, and it is just a small bowl. Yuanzhou can fill a round rice bowl without changing the bowl. The round top looks particularly neat.
"This rice looks really good." The old man praised Yuan Zhou when he saw it being served like this.
"Please use it slowly." Yuan Zhou put it down in front of him.
The thin white porcelain is painted with golden tassels, like two rough hands holding the white rice in the bowl. The slender rice is even more crystal-clear like jade, shining beautifully.
A ray of hot air floats up, and the aroma of rice comes with it. It is indeed the best breakfast in Jingshanqiao rice and Western food.
"Good bowl and good rice." The old man liked the pattern that looked like a farmer's hands very much.
After praising him, he started eating.
Jingshan Qiao Rice is well-known for its delicious taste and fragrant aroma.
"It seems I came just in time." Yin Ya's clear voice came closer and closer from outside the door.
"What are you going to eat today?" Yuan Zhou greeted him personally, and Mu Xiaoyun didn't even have time to speak.
"I saw there was rice. I also want a bowl and some side dishes." Yin Ya said with a smile.
"Well, it's made by Mibai." Yuanzhou said directly without talking about the menu.
"Does a hundred things mean a hundred ways?" Yin Ya's mind was still spinning very quickly.
"Well, what do you want to eat?" Yuan Zhou nodded.
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