They are all soup dumplings, but there are still differences between steamed buns and steamed buns. For example, Yuanzhou prepares large soup dumplings for diners, one for each steamer. Not only are they huge in size, but they are also crystal clear and can be clearly seen. The soup flowing inside is trembling, making you want to take a sip just looking at it.
Naturally, the ones prepared for Yin Ya are small and exquisite soup dumplings. They are still transparent and have flowing juice. The wrinkles are clear and beautiful. Each one seems to be a priceless crystal. They are both beautiful and delicious. The most important thing is that they are easy to carry. .
Diners don't know these differences. Taking a sip of hot soup on a cold winter day is an absolute pleasure.
After Wu Hai announced that today's breakfast would be soup dumplings, the old man who really loved soup dumplings and happened to be here today almost jumped up.
There is no way to have a capricious boss who doesn’t serve the same breakfast every day. Occasionally the same thing may not necessarily be what you like. Although they are all very delicious, everyone has their own preferences. After all, people’s hearts are different. It's too long.
I don’t know when it started, but Wu Hai has taken on the role of announcing breakfast every morning. That nose definitely lives up to his status as a black beast.
With Wu Hai announcing the content of breakfast, he can perfectly know whether today's breakfast is a new one or an old one, which is much easier to use than Mazhida, the new dish expert.
Ever since Yuanzhou introduced many new cuisines one after another, Mazhida's title of New Cuisine Expert has long been in name only. The biggest reason is definitely because his wallet is not fat enough, and it is definitely not because he is not strong enough. Mazhida has always believed this.
Wu Hai had already announced today's breakfast. Everyone was excited, but they could still restrain their emotions. After all, they hadn't eaten it yet, until Su Ruoyan took out a box with the words "hot pot lottery quota" written on it, and it exploded in an instant. The atmosphere of the scene.
Whether they were those waiting in line to eat and draw a lottery or those waiting in line just waiting for a draw, they all started to get excited.
Others breathed into their hands, not because they were cold, but because they wanted to blow, maybe they could blow away the bad luck and keep the good luck. Of course, the key is to get the quota.
"The lottery for hot pot places starts now. Anyone who wants to eat hot pot can draw. Only ten places have been drawn." Su Ruoyan said.
This is the second time to get a quota for hot pot, but before, there were quotas for vegetarian banquets, daily drinking, and roasted whole lamb, etc. Su Ruoyan was absolutely familiar with it.
The lottery naturally starts with Wu Hai, who is ranked first every day. As long as Wu Hai lives at home, he will never lose the first place, unless he is snatched away by Queen Jiang. He can't beat this one, so he can only hold his nose and recognize it. .
Anyway, it probably means that as long as Wu Hai is here, you and others will always be the top-ranked mistresses.
Of course, Wu Hai is good at grabbing the first place, but when it comes to character, it's not because Wu Hai will be luckier than others. For example, now, Wu Hai didn't get the spot in the draw, and a bright white ball has already explained the problem. .
Mao Xiong also suffered a misfortune, and the white ball he drew was still white. After confirming that he had not drawn any, Wu Hai began to stare at the people behind the lottery. If there was anyone he knew who had won, his eyes would keep flashing, and it was obvious that he had already drawn the ball. I was thinking about how to contact him and got two places.
As a fan of hot pot, especially spicy hot pot, I want to eat it every day. How can I miss this hot pot day? I have to eat it.
Not to mention that Wu Hai and Mao Xiong discussed how to pry the quota from people they knew. For example, Wu Zhou and Wu Yungui, who had just been drawn, were targeted.
The most conspicuous person at the scene is not Wu Hai and the others. After all, every diner who has not been drawn will keep an eye on everyone who is in the lottery or who has confirmed their place in the draw, thinking about how to establish friendship. It does not seem out of place at all, but is very It is in line with national conditions. After all, China is a humane society.
Apart from the people who got the quota, the most attractive thing is definitely a group of people, both men and women. No matter what they are wearing, they all have a clean and beautiful dark green apron tied around their waist, with the words Qin Fang Hotpot clearly written on it. , it can be said to be very eye-catching.
The number of people was also very objective. A rough estimate was that there must be at least fifty people, and they were not lined up together. They were basically standing next to each other.
They were all standing in a special queue to draw quotas. To be honest, if this was not the God of Cooking shop and Yuan Zhou was in charge, it would not have been possible to find so many people to make sandwich biscuits for more than fifty people.
"Did you arrange this?" Tian Penghao asked quietly, standing behind Yan Junchang.
At this moment, they were also standing in the queue waiting for the lottery, but in order to ensure that the ten places would not be exhausted before they could draw, they were relatively early in the queue because they came early.
Although there is still a lot of mist that has not dissipated around, everyone can still see the surroundings relatively clearly. Of course, the queues in the distance cannot be seen so clearly. This also makes it impossible to determine Yan Junchang's arrangements. How many people were killed.
"There is strength in numbers. Although we may not win, others may win, and then we can go eat hot pot. So I arranged for all the employees of the three stores to draw. Is it enough?" Yan Junchang frowned and thought.
Tian Penghao choked and didn't know what to say. Qinfang Hot Pot Restaurant is not an ordinary small hot pot restaurant. The number of people in a restaurant is basically around 20 people. There are only more and not less. Sixty or seventy people can win the lottery together. Winning a spot in the draw immediately put my heart back in my stomach.
Obviously I don’t know if Yan Junchang is still thinking about whether enough is enough.
This scene was much bigger than when Chen Wei asked his apprentices to come to draw drinking quotas. First of all, there were many more people.
"When everyone adds firewood, the flames rise", "Unity is strength", but sometimes it is not enough to have more people.
As the saying goes, if there is a nest of bears, there will be a bunch of non-chiefs.
When it was Yan Junchang and Tian Penghao's turn to draw the lottery, although they were prepared not to be able to draw, they still felt a little disappointed when they actually drew two white balls.
It's a pity that Yan Junchang, who has always been a strategist, did not think of the next scene.
Although Qin Fang's staff draws quotas every other person, it is sometimes so strange that no one among the more than 60 people draws a red ball, and all white balls can be formed into a team to sell balls.
It happened that two of the diners sandwiched between them both drew the red ball. It was embarrassing for them not to draw the ball themselves.
Tian Penghao: "..."
The results came so fast, like a tornado. It took him a while to realize that none of them really got the spot.
"Is it a bad time for us to go out today?" Tian Penghao asked.
You said you wouldn't be so angry if everyone didn't get it, but just across Qin Fang's people, two of them got it. Even if you think you are not a non-chief, you feel that you can't stand.
"I think there are too few people." Yan Junchang said seriously.
Tian Penghao didn't know whether to agree or suggest that he go to the temple to see the winter scenery and be enlightened.
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