The freshly baked sesame cakes exuded a charming aroma. The two pieces were stacked on top of each other on a clean porcelain plate. The shell on top was like a crab roe shell, and not a single bit of white sesame was stained on it, sticking to it.
Yuanzhou simply "clicked" and took a bite.
Immediately, your mouth was filled with aroma. Normally, the duck fat and noodles would be sticky when eaten hot, but this one had no such feeling at all.
When you bite into it, the filling is soft and crispy, the mouth is neat, no residue is left, and the teeth are not sticky. The fragrance is left on the lips and teeth. It makes people want to stop eating, and they start eating one after another.
The sesame seeds in the outer shell are diluted with sugar and then covered with sesame seeds. The filling inside is salty and fresh chopped green onion filling. It is slightly sweet and salty. The taste is distinct but strangely blended together, giving off a light fragrance.
The mouth is filled with the glutinous duck fat and the softness of the noodles, and the shell makes a crispy "chacha" sound when biting into it. The two textures and distinct flavors make this duck fat biscuit uniquely delicious.
Yuanzhou ate three pieces without even drinking a sip of water.
At this time, there was an early queue outside Yuanzhou's shop. Of course, these people were attracted by the wisps of duck fat biscuits filling the air.
On both sides of the team, there were hawkers surrounding each other in a tacit understanding.
"I have iced soy milk and steamed buns."
“Selling soy milk and fried dough sticks~”
"Fa Gao, fragrant and sweet Fa Gao, and millet porridge~"
"Drinks, all kinds of drinks."
There is an endless stream of cries, and these all have one thing in common, that is, they all have drinks, and most of them are drinks.
Because Yuanzhou's store only had watermelon juice, which was not available in the morning, these very discerning vendors sold various drinks around Yuanzhou's store.
"Every day I wonder what Boss Yuan is hiding in there eating." A diner at the back said anxiously.
"No, boss Yuan cooks delicious food inside with the door closed every day, which makes me unable to sleep well." Wu Hai scratched his head in front of him and agreed with dissatisfaction.
"You can sleep with the window closed." Manman, who was impatient with waiting, pointed at Wuhai's open window and said unceremoniously.
"Keep it closed." Wu Hai said simply and clearly.
"You can also drive on the other side of your house, and the scenery there is nice." Manman said knowingly.
Wu Hai's window faced Yuan Zhou's second floor, where he could easily see Yuan Zhou's shop and smell the fragrance.
It seems that the residents living here have gained weight recently because they are hungry.
"Xiaoyun, how long does it take for your boss to open the door?" At this time, the diner on the side asked.
"It should be right away." Mu Xiaoyun raised his hand, looked at the cartoon watch on his hand, and said with certainty that Boss Yuan is very punctual.
As soon as Mu Xiaoyun finished speaking, the closed door made a "clatter" sound.
Yuanzhou was no longer surprised by the queues outside the door, so he naturally turned around and returned to the counter to sell sesame cakes.
"Boss Yuan, we made something delicious again today." The diner asked impatiently as soon as he entered the door.
"Yes, yes, are there new products?" This diner calls himself a new product expert. He is well-informed and always arrives every time a new product is released.
"You'll know just by looking at the menu." The impatient Wu Hai sat down and turned to look at the menu.
"Duck fat pancakes: 98/piece, this is a new dish, right?" Wu Hai asked.
"Yes, only one portion per person." Yuan Zhou specifically explained. After all, he had eaten another one just before opening the door, leaving only ninety-six.
"Salty or sweet?" New product experts are more concerned about this issue.
"Salty and delicious." Yuan Zhou answered all questions.
"A sesame cake." Wu Hai spoke immediately before Yuan Zhou finished speaking.
"Hold on."
Now the people behind him realized what they were talking about, and they were all talking about Shaobing.
By this time Wu Hai had already eaten.
As an artist, sometimes he is also a behavioral artist. For example, now, even though he has chopsticks, Wu Hai prefers to eat with his hands.
Holding it with one hand, the other hand subconsciously placed it under the chin, catching it weakly, fearing that the sesame seeds on the sesame seeds and the bitten sesame cake crumbs would fall off.
Almost everyone who got the sesame seed cakes to eat did this action subconsciously.
Girls are more polite and always use their own napkins to cover their food, while boys are more casual. They either use a plate to catch the food or use their hands like Wu Hai.
It is common knowledge that crumbs will fall off when eating this kind of multi-layered sesame cake.
But they soon discovered that this common sense didn't work in Yuanzhou's store.
The duck fat crispy sesame cake made by Yuan Zhou has a "crack" sound on the outside with every bite, while the inner layer is soft, with clear layers visible to the naked eye, and is steaming slightly.
Moreover, the bite is neat and there is no residue at all. Even the sesame seeds on the skin stick to it. It does not stick to your teeth after chewing, and you can swallow a mouthful of fragrance.
People inside are eating, and people queuing up outside are waiting anxiously. The smell of the aroma makes people even more anxious.
"The aroma is really tempting, and it also smells of chopped green onions." After swallowing, the diners in line stretched their necks and said while watching.
"Stop talking, my stomach is growling." The other one had a completely different style, standing obediently and never looking at those who were eating.
"I'm not in a hurry." The man stood up and smiled sheepishly.
"We're all anxious. There are still a few people left. It's almost time." This person didn't know whether to comfort himself or others.
Wu Hai, who had already finished eating, stood aside without leaving, counting something in his mouth.
After a while, Yuan Zhou said, "One hundred have been sold out today, please come early next time."
"Oh my god, I just stood here smelling the fragrance for a long time, and my mouth watered all over the floor." The person who didn't get in the queue said speechlessly.
The quick-witted vendors outside started shouting again.
“The big meat buns are delicious, and they also have vegetables.”
I was so hungry that I turned around to buy steamed buns. This was not a day off, I had to go to work soon.
"Wait a minute, Boss Yuan, I noticed that every time you say a hundred, it's not a hundred. What's going on?" Wu Hai stood up and said affirmatively.
Wu Hai's words attracted the attention of those who had not yet left.
"Well, ninety-six in total." Yuan Zhou said frankly.
"Where did the remaining four go?" Wu Hai asked in surprise.
"I ate it." Yuan Zhou said more sincerely.
"Boss Yuan, how can you use our things to support yourself? This habit is too scary." Wu Hai looked shocked at first, then pointed at Yuan Zhou sadly and said.
"I did it." Yuan Zhou didn't understand Wu Hai's thinking and said seriously with a straight face.
"Then what you eat cannot be counted among the hundred." Wu Hai thought for a while and changed his explanation.
"This is a rule. I am a man who abides by the rules and is also handsome." Yuan Zhou said the rules seriously every time.
As soon as these words came out, Wu Hai and the others were collectively speechless. They had experienced the difficulty of getting Yuan Zhou to change the rules many times...
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