As soon as Yuan Zhou finished speaking, before Yuan Zi could cheer, a very quiet voice asked: "If you are allergic, will you not be able to have breakfast today?"
Originally, Yuan Zhou said this just to go through the motions, and no one would not eat the food he made, but this was indeed his first time making taro breakfast, and there are quite a few people who are allergic to taro. For example, Mr. Wan, who often came here to eat and drink before, is allergic to taro, but he is also very greedy for the taro chicken, so every time he misses this dish, he will bring others to eat with him and let others order this dish. , he doesn’t even eat, he just wants to see and smell it.
In fact, Mr. Wan only did this after he suffered a loss. Before, he ordered taro chicken himself, and then he ate the chicken and others ate taro. However, even after returning home, he still had some small spots all over his body. Although It's not serious, but from now on I don't dare to eat the chicken in the taro chicken anymore. Instead, when others eat it, he eats braised chicken nuggets, green pepper chicken, dry pot chicken and a series of other chickens, which are also considered a kind of chicken. A different kind of compensation.
With such a lesson learned from the past, Yuanzhou was naturally cautious, but he did not expect to encounter one all of a sudden.
Although the voice was low, it was very unusual in the God of Cooking shop. All the diners turned their heads to see who this unlucky guy was.
It's not unlucky, but after finally queuing up to eat, I got allergic. This is the only tragedy in the world.
What caught everyone's eyes was a face with a slight baby fatness, coupled with a pair of round almond eyes. At this moment, he was probably slightly panicked, and his eyes were even wider, and his chubby face made him look even more innocent and ignorant.
In fact, Tong Kui was a little scared. She was a bit timid to begin with, so it was more appropriate to say it was rat gallbladder.
Originally, she didn't plan to tell her that she wanted to eat it secretly. After all, there shouldn't be much taro in the taro bun, so she might not be allergic. However, Yuan Zhou's words later dispelled her idea. If she was found to be blacklisted, The list was not good, so I had to bite the bullet and ask.
Although she was mentally prepared, being stared at by so many people suddenly was enough to make her at a loss.
At this time Yuan Zhou spoke: "It doesn't matter if you are allergic, you can eat ordinary steamed buns. Only the skin is different and the fillings are the same."
In order to ensure that diners could have a complete breakfast of a hundred portions, Yuan Zhou made a hundred portions of taro buns and a dozen large white flour buns, just to cope with such a scene.
As soon as Tong Kui heard this, a smile appeared on her lips, and the dimples on her cheeks were looming. It could be seen at a glance that she was really happy.
Seeing that no one raised any objections, Yuanzhou began to take out the steamers one by one and put them in the partition on the side, waiting for Su Ruoyan to carry them over one by one. There was no need to grab a steamer for each person.
Yuanzi, who had just decided that he had won, was interrupted by Tong Kui, but it did not stop him from laughing.
"Look, Boss Yuan said today's buns are taro buns. They must be small buns. I won. Get ready. I'm coming for lunch at noon, hahahahaha."
He was probably so proud that he almost laughed like a pig. This was no one else. In fact, Touko believed in his intuition, but he had never won before. This time, he saw that victory was in sight. Naturally, I couldn't help it.
Not going out and running for several miles like Fan Jin who passed the exam was considered a result of restraint.
The Golden Retrievers kept their polite yet embarrassed smiles. Although according to experience, Yuan Zi was probably destined to lose, but until the last moment, no one spoke easily to avoid being slapped in the face.
Most of the steamers are yellow-green, with white steam coming out. Only Tong Kui's steamer is green. Compared with the yellow-green color, it looks more verdant and fresh against the mist.
Yuanzi didn't have the energy to pay attention to this at the moment. His eyes became more and more intense as the steamer got closer and closer, and his heart started to beat, and he seemed particularly excited.
"Snapped"
The steamer was placed on the table, and the sound was obviously very slight, but to Yuanzi's ears it was as loud as morning bells and evening drums.
Yuanzi was not afraid of being burned and just reached out and opened it, immediately revealing the buns inside. There were only two of them, which were bigger than a fist. They were placed side by side in the steamer, filling the entire steamer. It is full and there is no gap at all, which makes people feel aggrieved for Baozi just looking at it. The space is too small and cannot be used.
The steamed buns are not as white and fat as ordinary white-flour buns. Instead, they have a slightly crystal-clear texture. The surface looks slippery, and the color is not white, but slightly pink. , pink and white, although the pink does not occupy much, but because the white is very conspicuous, not much of the pink naturally stands out.
Baozi's appearance seemed to be quite good, but Yuanzi was very silent. The gap between the front and the back was so big that even the optimistic Yuanzi could not recover.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I was so lucky. I'm really a big bun. It seems that my way of thinking is the most like Boss Yuan. It's great." The golden retriever was very excited.
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have had to do a hula dance to celebrate. It wasn't because he was happy about winning the competition. Although he was happy, it was not enough to make him excited. It was just a few meals, and winning or losing didn't matter.
The important thing is the meaning behind it. Winning the game is equivalent to a correct collision with Yuan Zhou's thoughts. Who is Yuan Zhou? He is definitely the new generation of youth idol, no one can match him, so whether it is Jin Mao or Yuan Zi Or Tibetan Mastiffs, they all attach great importance to this result.
"I'm just a little bit behind. It must be because you misled me just now, otherwise my intuition says that I will be the winner this time." Touko said seriously.
He really thought so. His intuition was right. He knew that today's breakfast must be steamed buns. It's just that the golden retriever chose the big bun. He could only choose the small bun. He couldn't choose the same as the golden retriever. Otherwise, if If people misunderstand that his IQ is the same as that of a golden retriever, then the gain outweighs the loss.
The golden retriever was in a good mood and didn't care about Yuanzi's words, not to mention the fragrance that kept seducing him. He didn't have time to pay attention to it and directly glued his eyes to the taro bun.
I reached out to pick up the bun. Although the surface was slightly hot, because the bun itself was very slippery, the golden retriever almost didn't pick it up the first time but slipped it down. With the experience of the first time, the golden retriever tried harder the second time. I just picked it up, but because of this I felt the elastic and smooth texture of the taro bun.
"Hmm, it's so smooth. I wonder if it tastes good."
The golden retriever couldn't wait to bring the bun to his mouth and took a bite. The skin of the bun, which was originally smooth to the touch, did not change its character even when it was under his teeth. The first bite was as slippery as biting on jelly. But it has a very soft texture inside, and at the end, the rich and rich soup bursts out along the teeth.
"Hiss, hiss"
The hot golden retriever couldn't help but hiss, but he didn't want to give up at all, so he took a big bite and put it in his mouth.
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