The shell of the chicken has been stained dark brown, but it is obvious that it is a white egg.
Regarding eggs, a simple nutritional product, the old man is quite familiar with it. For example, the color of the shell of eggs is just because the chickens eat different things at a certain period of time, and the colors of the eggs they lay are also different.
Therefore, the saying on the market that dark-colored eggs are domesticated eggs is completely false.
The tea egg in front of me is slightly larger than an ordinary egg, with a seamless shape and an oval shape.
The old man who peeled off the tea eggs discovered one thing. Eggs generally have a coating. The harder the film is to peel off, the fresher the egg is, but this egg is very easy to peel.
"Could this kid actually use such good tea leaves to boil stale eggs?" The old man couldn't help but wonder.
The old man quickly peeled off the eggshells with anger, and then he realized that the tea eggs were simply a work of art.
In fact, the smell of preserved eggs after being peeled off always has the smell of gypsum, which is offensive to the nose, but its egg white is very beautiful, dark blue with white snowflakes, some dotted like stars in the sky, very beautiful.
And now this tea egg looks like it was painted by the most skillful master. The patterns on it are seamless, as if growing out of the white and tender egg white. If you look closely, it looks like an ink painting of a landscape.
It is deeply and lightly printed on the egg whites, and what’s special is that it also has an alluring aroma that arouses appetite.
"嗗"
Turn the saucer slightly, and the tea eggs mixed with the elegant orchid fragrance of black tea will float out. As you turn the egg whites, the landscape paintings on the egg whites will become as vivid as if they were real. The heat of the eggs itself lingers, making the picture more fairy-like.
"Little Master, this tea egg looks like a work of art," the old man said with emotion.
"Indeed." Section Chief Lin also looked at the small eggs on the plate and said.
Yuanzhou finally waited for the official answer given by the system.
The system now reads: "The egg provided is Langshan White among Langshan chickens."
"Langshan chickens have been raised for thousands of years."
"Langshan White is a variant of Langshan Chicken. There is one Langshan White for every thousand Langshan Chickens. The number of Langshan White is very small. Its feathers are white and flawless, with bright red combs. The red and white are distinct and pleasing to the eye. "
"Langshan chicken is a dual-purpose egg and meat chicken, while Langshan white is only used for eggs. The Langshan white or Langshan chickens currently on the market are no longer purebred. Purebred Langshan white produces large and abundant eggs. "
As for tea, Yuanzhou already has a full understanding of it. The attitude of the old man and others just now explained the problem.
The way of eating tea eggs varies from person to person. Some people like to peel half of the egg shell and eat it with half of the egg shell. Some people like to peel the egg shell and eat it by poking it with chopsticks, but the old man likes to eat it in half.
The chopsticks Yuan Zhou prepared for the old man were specially used for eating noodles. They were relatively slender and pointed at the tip, making it easy to open tea eggs.
The egg yolk inside was warm yellow, slightly quicksandy, and had just solidified. The aroma of the opened tea eggs penetrated the old man's nose even more intensely.
At this time, the old man felt that the eggs were suitable for Qimen Spring Tea.
Picking up half of it and stuffing it into his mouth, the old man ate it, "Bah, Bah, Bah," it looked sweet.
The strong aroma of tea is mixed with the aroma of the egg itself. It is worthy of being the best among high-flavored teas. The aroma is strong but does not steal the limelight of the eggs. The taste in the mouth is distinct and the aroma of orchids lingers faintly when swallowing the eggs. In the mouth.
It's like eating an orchid.
In ancient times, beautiful women were described as exhaling like orchid. Now the old man is deeply touched by it.
Now is not just exhaling like a blue.
"Uncle, are your tea eggs delicious?" The man with glasses who had been watching for a long time asked curiously.
When they almost got into a fight over the tea, the man with glasses was also watching. The old man clearly said that the eggs were not worthy of the tea, but now it seems that is not the case. The expression of enjoyment on his face can only mean that it is really delicious.
"What do children know, but it is indeed delicious." The old man knew what the man with glasses meant, but he just told him against his will that it was not delicious, and he didn't know how. At first, he was just sad that such good tea could be made into tea eggs. Pity.
Although the tea leaves used to boil tea eggs are not too much, it is still a waste for the old man who loves tea.
After eating it, I found that the two actually complemented each other, and each brought out the best taste in harmony.
The old man finished eating the tea eggs and left silently. The others only saw that the remaining plates were extremely clean, with no trace of soup left.
"Section Chief, where are we?" Deputy Section Chief Li asked in a low voice when he saw that the Section Chief had also finished eating.
"Let's go" Section Chief Lin stood up first.
"What should we do here?" Deputy Section Chief Li asked as he walked out of the store.
"I see no problem. This is not the only small shop with craftsmanship and personality. Although the price is expensive, the food is worthy of it." Section Chief Lin concluded with a smile.
After finishing the meal, Deputy Section Chief Li felt that only such a price could match such delicious food, and eating it once would be the ultimate taste experience.
Just like what is said in "Little Master", "Cooking is something that brings people happiness."
The delicious food in Yuanzhou's store can make people feel happy, because the ingredients can even make people healthier.
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The busyness at noon passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was the evening business hours.
"Boss, here's a glass of watermelon juice." The voice came before anyone arrived, and a girl ran in quickly, her ponytail waving in the air.
"Okay, wait a minute." Yuan Zhou responded, squatted down, picked up the watermelon and started making watermelon juice.
With a steady hand and a steady knife, you can accurately cut out the center of the watermelon for squeezing the juice.
After spreading the news all afternoon, more and more people came to drink watermelon juice, and most of them were girls. This was a feast for Yuanzhou's eyes. Of course, Yuanzhou's aloof image remained the same.
For example, the girls with ponytails act cute and coquettishly.
"Boss Yuan, look at the watermelon juice I bought at 88. You only used one to make a cup, so should the rest be given to me?" The girl with a ponytail was young and beautiful, and she looked at Yuan Zhou with a pair of big watery eyes.
Yuan Zhou raised his head and said, "One cup of watermelon juice is 88, and the rest is not yours."
Even though it was a beautiful woman, Yuan Zhou still said rejection.
"But Boss Yuan, I heard that your watermelons are for recycling, so you don't need them. Can't you give me the ones you don't need?" The ponytail girl clasped her hands together and looked at Yuan Zhou pitifully.
"No, this is the rule." Yuan Zhou refused ruthlessly.
At this time, Wu Zhou came in with his girlfriend. Whenever he saw this pair, Yuan Zhou knew that tomorrow would be the weekend.
Yuan Zhou expressed his utmost contempt for these two people's self-conscious behavior of abusing dogs.
"Boss Yuan, I'm bringing my girlfriend here today." Wu Zhou happily pulled his girlfriend to sit down and greeted Yuan Zhou as always.
Yuanzhou just nodded politely and did not respond.
"Boss Yuan, my girlfriend came here specially to drink watermelon juice, please have two glasses of watermelon juice." Wu Zhou was ready to order the next staple food.
"Sorry, the watermelon juice is sold out." Yuan Zhou was happy when he said this. Although it was a pity not to make any money, this was the first time that the system's restrictions made Yuan Zhou feel happy.
Only one hundred cups of watermelon juice are served every day.
Seeing Wu Zhou's constipated expression, Yuan Zhou became even more happy.
To put it simply, the depression on Wu Zhou's face pleased Yuan Zhou.
ps: I will add more updates tomorrow, and I will try my best to update as early as possible. I’m sorry that I keep asking you all to wait so late. Thank you for your support! I will work hard!