As the God of Cooking, Yuan Zhou should be able to eat all kinds of dishes, and he should also like them, especially the dishes he cooks. The taste is absolutely the best, but for bean juice, Yuan Zhou said that he really can't get used to it.
It smells the same as sauerkraut, but with some other indescribable flavors.
If his wife hadn't asked for soy milk, he wouldn't have prepared it yesterday. Jiao Huan is also very fragrant when paired with soy milk. It's the same thing.
After having a daughter-in-law, Yuan Zhou said that he still needs to satisfy his daughter-in-law's wishes at all times, which is the standard for a new good husband.
Of course I don't like it, but as the future God of Cooking and the current Master of Cooking, Yuan Zhou is still very professional and must ensure that the food he makes is absolutely authentic.
I took a deep breath and smelled the flavor. I knew it was the time when the bean juice tasted best, so I immediately picked up a large white porcelain bowl and started drinking. Some ordered soy juice, some soy milk, and some both. It didn’t matter. Yuan Zhou clearly remembered which one it was. While preparing, he put each diners' food on the tray over there so that Su Ruoyan could serve it to the diners.
When it was served to the diners, some people discovered that this breakfast was different from others. It was not the difference between soy milk and soy milk, but something missing.
He could tolerate anything, but Wu Hai could never endure without food.
Looking at my own breakfast and Zheng Jiawei's breakfast, I found that there was indeed a small palm-sized plate missing. Inside were some red threads with fragrant sesame seeds wrapped on them, as if they were wearing a floral dress. The clothes are the same, they should be pickles. They smell salty and delicious at first glance, which is very different.
"Compass, I asked you to have one, but Jiawei's has more than me. You are treating him differently. This is breaking the rules. As Compass, how can you do such a thing."
Wu Hai had an expression on his face that said, "You are heartless, you are rude, you are unreasonable." It seemed that Yuan Zhou was a heartless man, and Yuan Zhou was covered in goosebumps and revolted en masse.
"They ordered a set, and you asked for both soybean juice and soybean milk. Aren't you satisfied with that?" Yuan Zhou said immediately.
Afraid of being a second and a half too late, Wu Hai would be able to put on a more frightening expression. Yuan Zhou, who had just gotten married, said he couldn't bear it.
"Then I want a set too, just the pickle, it must be a pickle, I'll have one too."
Wu Hai had no idea what politeness was, so he immediately ordered a portion after receiving the answer. He could eat anything anyway, but he just couldn't suffer the loss of missing food. This was not Wu Beast's cup of tea.
"Okay." Yuanzhou agreed neatly.
Pickles also belong to the category of sauces and are not considered dishes. You can order them, but of course you need to abide by the one-serving rule in the store.
Others who did not order a set but just ordered Jiaohuan Bean Juice or Soybean Milk Jiaohuan began to ask for pickles. The pickles were really good-looking.
"The color is bright red and shiny, as thin as hair and continuous. It has a strong aroma of soy sauce and a faint aroma of wine. It is indeed much better than Liubiju's hemp golden silk. It is used to add soy sauce to the burnt ring. It couldn't be more appropriate." Mr. Tan Mingxin was filled with emotion.
From the beginning, he raised his expectations for Yuan Zhou to the highest level until the food was served. When he smelled the food, he knew that no amount of imagination and expectation could describe the shock when the delicious food arrived.
Authentic Beijing people will most likely eat sesame cakes with sesame cakes when eating jiaohuan, and horseshoe sesame cakes are one of the best, so named because they resemble horseshoes.
The surface is crispy and peeling, and one side directly expands and explodes, revealing a slightly dull yellow shadow, and a scent of oil comes out, highlighting the existence of the burnt ring.
Not to mention the strong taste of bean juice, which has been seducing Mr. Tan Mingxin's heart. After struggling for a second, the old man decided to drink the bean juice first because it tasted so fragrant.
After smelling it again intoxicatedly, Tan Mingxin picked up the bowl and took a big sip. The sour taste spread on the tip of his tongue. It was different from the sour taste of sour plum soup, but had a sour taste after fermentation. It was really delicious. It’s complicated, but this is the taste of the most authentic soybean juice. As soon as the smooth soybean juice is drunk, the originally hot and impetuous heart immediately calms down.
Then pick up the water chestnut and clamp the burnt ring, and when you bite it, the outer skin is crispy, and the inside is very crispy after being deep-fried. The burnt ring and the taste of sesame seed cakes can be said to be a golden pairing.
While eating, I felt that the taste in my mouth was too strong, so I picked up a piece of sesame seeds and golden threads with chopsticks. The salty flavor was strong, with a hint of spiciness, which was very enjoyable.
A mouthful of bean juice, a mouthful of water chestnut rings, and another mouthful of sesame seeds. Tan Mingxin eats it quite rhythmically, and the taste is full of layered changes. It makes people smile with joy.
Although the assistant next to him, Xiao He, had been in the capital for many years, he was still not sensitive to soy milk, so he ate soy milk burnt rings.
The mellow and sweet soy milk, paired with the water chestnut rings, is really the best combination. It is very delicious, both wet and dry. After eating a few mouthfuls of water chestnut rings, and then drinking a sip of soy milk, it is like living a fairy life.
"Slender hands rub it into jade for a few strokes, and the green oil is fried into a tender yellow color. When the spring comes at night, it is not important to sleep, and the gold is wrapped around the arms of a beautiful woman."
"No wonder the great writer Su Dongpo made an exception and wrote an advertising poem. It turns out that the fried rings are so delicious."
Xiao He was very emotional. Nowadays, there are not many places in the capital that can eat authentic Jiao Wan. Listening to the name of Jiao Wan, you know that the heat of frying is very important. If it is fried too much, it will be really burnt and there will be a mushy taste in the mouth. , the taste is not good. If it is fried too short and the heat is not enough, it always loses one or two points of flavor. Many people cannot make the authentic taste.
Although following Tan Mingxin, Xiao He has become well-informed, but he has never tasted authentic Jiao Huan, and there is really nothing like this in Tan's cuisine.
An authentic Beijing cuisine breakfast completely conquered Mr. Tan Mingxin. If he hadn't been older, he might have wanted to become an apprentice on the spot. After all, in the culinary world, only those who have masters are their masters. Yuan Zhou's level is much higher than him, so is the apprenticeship. Yes, but he felt that Yuan Zhou would not accept him even if he wanted to. After all, he was too old and would definitely not be as popular as the young people.
"It would be great if Chef Yuan hadn't gotten married. My granddaughter is also in her prime, with pretty features and pretty eyes." Tan Mingxin secretly poked regret.
After breakfast, the old man was not in a hurry to leave. Beijing cuisine should be on the menu, but he would definitely not go back if he had not eaten other dishes. It was not that he wanted to test anything, but that he would not eat the Beijing cuisine made by Yuan Zhou. Just go back, it always feels like your trip was in vain.
Moreover, he also wanted to talk to Yuan Zhou about some things about being a registered disciple of Jing Cuisine, so he waited outside the store, waiting for the end of business hours.
The hour ended quickly. After Yuan Zhou sent away the last diner, Mr. Tan Mingxin jumped in front of Yuan Zhou at lightning speed.
"Good morning, Chef Yuan. My name is Tan Mingxin. I hope you don't mind Chef Yuan's visit." Mr. Tan Mingxin behaved very modestly.
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