"Boss Yuan?" The new customer, who looked extremely pure and had big foggy eyes, asked Yuan Zhou.
"Well, what do you want to eat?" Yuan Zhou nodded and then asked as usual.
"Boss Yuan is good-looking." The girl, who looked innocent and shy, said directly as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Thank you, what are you going to eat?" Yuan Zhou was in a good mood after being praised by the beautiful woman.
"Tea eggs, anchovy shrimps, rice flour, that's it." The girl ordered the dishes very seriously this time.
"Okay, the total is 3,274 yuan. You can pay in cash online. Please pay first." Yuan Zhou immediately calculated the price.
The girl suddenly leaned forward and put her head on the long table. The smooth and beautiful black hair fell instantly. She said with bright eyes, "Boss Yuan, I didn't bring any money today. How about I pay with my body? What do you think? I'll unlock it." Various postures, horizontal or vertical?"
As he spoke, he stared at Yuan Zhou with a serious look on his face.
"No." Yuan Zhou's heart tightened and he looked at the girl seriously. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he finally settled on one: This girl definitely doesn't want to give her money.
"Hey, doesn't Boss Yuan like my type?" The girl looked confused.
"Pay first for your meal." The thought in Yuan Zhou's mind escalated to: Some unscrupulous people want to defraud him of money.
"Boss Yuan has no sense of humor at all." The girl straightened up, with a look of confusion on her face, which was very different from her original innocent look.
"What do you want to eat when rice is made?" Yuanzhou was unmoved.
"Boss Yuan must know about brown sugar rice cakes, that's the best one." The girl had a sly smile on her face, waiting for Yuan Zhou to be frustrated.
"Well, wait a minute." Yuan Zhou immediately responded and turned around to leave, looking lighter than usual.
"Boss Yuan, you are single, so you can easily evolve into a magician." The girl said with a look of regret.
"What do you really think about Boss Yuan?" Wu Hai, who was watching a big show on the side, asked with a smile.
"Uh-huh, of course." The girl supported her chin with one hand and put the other hand casually on the table, humming softly.
This action is always not so polite and vulgar when done by others, but with her delicate cheeks, it is free and natural.
"Really?" Wu Hai became even more curious. There are still people who would like compasses
"Of course...impossible." The girl turned back and rolled her eyes at Wu Hai.
Wu Hai was confused and didn't know what this girl did.
Speaking of which, the girl's name is Jiang Changxi. She has known Yuan Zhou for a long time, of course from her friends, so Yuan Zhou doesn't know her. She is nearly thirty this year, but she looks very young.
She never hesitates to tease the people she is interested in. After all, she is a self-proclaimed "three-time divorced woman who lost her marriage, lost her feet, and lost her husband, and her ex-husband unlocked many new behaviors."
"Boss Yuan, tell me about your views on mate selection. I'll look for you. It's a pity that you don't like me, otherwise it wouldn't be the turn of those little sisters." Jiang Changxi said in a leisurely tone.
"I don't think anyone likes Boss Yuan." Wu Hai was making trouble.
"Mustache, looking at the way you wiped your chopsticks just now, I think you are single too." Jiang Changxi suddenly turned to look at Wu Hai and said.
"Well, I think being single is good." Wu Hai looked proud, but wondered what this had to do with wiping chopsticks.
"It's pretty good, but I'm tired from both my left and right hands. I have to work overtime during the day and at night. It's a pity that I've lost a lot of weight." Jiang Changxi showed a mysterious smile.
"Um..." Wu Hai, who understood instantly, said that he was just an innocent artist, and he felt a bit uneasy with his painting style.
The three lost women are so powerful that they directly make the Chinese paper shy.
Seeing that Wu Hai calmly stopped, Jiang Changxi continued talking to Yuan Zhou.
"Boss Yuan, in fact, only knowledgeable people like me are attractive." He said and blinked, looking shy.
Now Yuanzhou knew that he was being teased. The only advantage was that he was cooking, and when cooking, Yuanzhou was used to immersing himself in it, so it was natural for him to ignore Jiang Changxi's words.
Jiang Changxi was curious about Yuan Zhou from the beginning. It was said that he was very serious and good-looking when cooking. In this case, she would definitely give it a try. Seeing that Yuan Zhou really ignored her, she stopped talking and watched Yuan Zhou start to cook seriously. Rice cakes.
For Jiang Changxi, who has long been tired of eating rice cakes, Mibaidou is a dish tailor-made for her.
Cooking brown sugar rice cake is actually very simple. One is the selection of raw materials, Yuanzhou has a system to provide the best quality, and the second is the method, which is also simple for Yuanzhou.
A small bowl of Jingshan bridge rice soaked in advance was mixed with water. Yuanzhou took out a small stone mortar, slowly poured it in and started grinding it. After grinding it carefully, he added brown sugar, stirred slightly and poured it into the stone mortar again to continue grinding.
The amount of water is appropriate. The thicker the rice milk, the more blooming it will be. Jingshanqiao rice contains a lot of powder, so the cake can be steamed directly without adding additional flour.
Before putting it in the pot, Yuan Zhou added the yeast, stirred it evenly, and slowly poured it into the round bowl until it was exactly eight-quarters full. Yuan Zhou placed a lotus leaf on the large-hole steamer, and poked tiny holes on it with a toothpick. Then put the round bowl into the steamer and start steaming.
After boiling water and high heat for only ten minutes, the sweet brown sugar rice cake is steamed.
At this time, Yuanzhou's other dishes were also ready.
"Please use it slowly." Yuan Zhou put down the tray in his hand and took a few steps away, preparing to greet other guests.
"Boss Yuan, why did you leave so fast? I have something to ask you." Jiang Changxi grinned.
"What's the matter?" Yuan Zhou asked with a serious face.
"This rice cake is so beautiful, but it's too hot to eat." Jiang Changxi pointed to the brown-red rice cake with six petals in the bowl and said with a worried look.
"There are chopsticks." Yuan Zhou's answer was concise and powerful.
"Oh, okay, Boss Yuan, go and get busy." Jiang Changxi just wanted to see Yuan Zhou's reaction, but Yuan Zhou calmly ran away, which was quite satisfying.
As for Wu Hai, who was holding back his laughter, he must have felt the same way.
Yuanzhou returned to the kitchen quietly, deciding not to go out now and waiting for Mu Xiaoyun to greet the guests. He was solely responsible for that.
It's rare for a girl to have a pure and pleasant face, but speak so casually, but when she eats, her movements are graceful and graceful.
This time, the rice cake is made with only three ingredients: rice, brown sugar, and yeast, but the appearance is like a rough flower, split into six petals, sitting quietly on the plate, with green vines on the side. .
Jiang Changxi picked up a small piece with her chopsticks. Holding the chopsticks in her hand, she could feel the softness of the cake. When she took it closer, she saw that there were tiny air holes inside.
Every time before eating, the first thing to enjoy is the eyes, followed by the nose. Rice cakes are mixed with brown sugar. After the two are neutralized, a faint sweet smell comes to the nostrils.
After stuffing it into your mouth and chewing it for a while, the rice cake melts softly. It has a delicate texture and is not as soft as you need to chew. It is also a little elastic. When it goes down the throat, what is left in your mouth is light. The fragrance of lotus.
"Boss Yuan's cake is so delicious, without the bitterness of brown sugar at all." Jiang Changxi praised without hesitation.
ps: There will be another update in the evening. The dish cats who work overtime are guaranteed to have moral integrity, but it is a bit late... (.) 8