The noodles were steaming. Zhao Yingjun stirred them with chopsticks, and bursts of fragrance of noodles came out, which greatly aroused his appetite. Of course, Zhao Yingjun was still very confused. After all, he really didn't like noodles.
After looking around, I found that everyone was immersed in eating.
Looking at the empty plate with only the carvings left, Zhao Yingjun sighed, "Hey."
"Boss Yuan, you have too few shrimps in your plate. There are only eight shrimps. No matter what, you have to have twenty shrimps." Zhao Yingjun looked at Yuan Zhou on the side and complained.
"The flowers are edible." Yuanzhou ignored them and pointed at the radish flowers for decoration.
"How do you eat this? It's raw." Zhao Yingjun said doubtfully.
"There is soup at the bottom of the plate for dipping." Yuan Zhou reminded.
"Really?" Zhao Yingjun was doubtful and picked up a lavender sycamore flower with his chopsticks.
This parasol flower looks like a real flower and exudes fragrance. The petals look as delicate and transparent as silk satin, and the stamens inside are clearly visible.
When he pinched it with chopsticks, the marks of the chopsticks were actually reflected on it. Zhao Yingjun didn't dare to eat it when he saw it like this.
"It's really edible." Zhao Yingjun couldn't help but ask.
"If you don't want to eat it, why don't you give it to me?" Over there, Wu Hai had eaten only the bare tree trunk, which was stuck in the center of the plate.
"No, Master Yuan's craftsmanship is definitely fine." Wu Hai's bare plate gave Zhao Yingjun courage.
After dipping the flower petals into the silvery and translucent sauce on the bottom of the plate, Zhao Yingjun stuffed it into his mouth.
It feels like eating a flower, but the texture of the flower is still crisp, and the astonishing aroma goes straight from the mouth to the stomach. Eating flowers is an elegant thing.
There were only a few flowers on a sycamore branch, and soon all of them went into Zhao Yingjun's mouth, leaving not a single one for Wu Zhou.
"You can also eat inside." Yuan Zhou said directly before the two of them could ask questions.
"It feels like a good deal. How do you eat this?" Wu Hai poked at the sycamore branches that looked like real branches.
"Peel it with chopsticks." Yuan Zhou explained directly and waited for the two of them to start eating.
This dish has never been tried by Yuanzhou himself. It is still important to collect information as soon as possible, even though he is confident in his cooking skills.
"Peel it?" Zhao Yingjun looked at the branch, thinking about it, and roughly cut it into two pieces with chopsticks. Now you can see that the inside is filled with golden fine rong, and a chestnut fragrance suddenly bursts out.
"Tsk, tsk, that's really rude." Wu Hai said with emotion, and then followed suit and cut it into two parts.
"You're not the same." Zhao Yingjun said angrily.
"Don't you think you've forgotten something?" Suddenly a resentful male voice came from next to Zhao Yingjun. The voice frightened Zhao Yingjun so much that his hands shook and half of the branch fell directly into the bowl.
"Speak so nicely, I'm getting goosebumps." When he turned around and saw Wu Zhou staring at his plate, Zhao Yingjun was speechless for a while.
"Oh, then this half is for me?" Wu Zhou asked, pointing to the branches of about the same length on the plate.
"Well, I'll leave it for you." Zhao Yingjun was furious, but without blushing, he nodded in affirmation.
"I guess you still have some conscience." Wu Zhou directly picked it up and put it into the bowl, which was already shiny.
"It's actually a chestnut. It smells so good and it's still warm." Wu Zhou pushed it away and stuffed it into his mouth.
The food they ate was very sweet. The chestnuts were ground into fine paste. The natural brown skin that originally wrapped the chestnuts was carefully connected to make it look like a tree trunk. Then it was filled in and it became a sycamore branch, decorated with beautiful decorations. The flowers are so fake that they look real.
"Boss Yuanzhou is really ingenious." Wu Hai said with emotion as he turned over the chestnut peel.
"Thank you for the compliment." Yuan Zhou accepted it honestly and politely.
"Whenever there is a new dish, it will be best if it is meat." Wu Hai, who loves meat, naturally chooses to eat meat when he can.
"Let's talk again." Yuan Zhou said sincerely.
"Boss Yuan, are you really okay if you tell me so sincerely?" Wu Hai felt that it was very difficult to talk to Yuan Zhou every time.
"Well, very good." Yuan Zhou always answered in the affirmative to other people's questions.
"Haha, Boss Yuan, this is the reason why you are single." Wu Hai said venomously.
"No, I think it's because I'm too busy." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and said seriously.
"No, without Boss Yuan it only operates six hours a day." Wu Hai quickly changed the subject.
"Really?" Yuan Zhou asked seriously, still with a straight face.
"Of course, those girls are more shy. Boss Yuan can take the initiative." Wu Hai wiped the sweat from his forehead and finally made up for it.
As one of the oldest diners, Wu Hai knew Yuan Zhou's strange way of thinking very well. If he gave a positive answer today and said it was because he was busy, he might have to take a rest.
"Do you still want to eat your noodles?" Before Yuan Zhou could figure out the reason, Wu Hai pointed at Zhao Yingjun's untouched clear soup noodles and asked.
"I'll help you if you don't want to eat. I'm not full yet." Wu Zhou, the big-eating king, was eager to give it a try.
"No, I'll just save it and eat it slowly." Zhao Yingjun refused.
"Then eat quickly, you have to go to work at noon." Wu Zhou looked regretful and could only urge Zhao Yingjun to hurry up.
"I know." Zhao Yingjun could only start eating noodles.
Fortunately, he just didn't like eating it, not to the point of being disgusted, so Zhao Yingjun picked one up and started stuffing it into his mouth.
If the noodles were topped with hot red oil chili peppers, sprinkled with chopped green onion, and a few pieces of beef, Zhao Yingjun would have finished eating it long ago. After all, such bland clear soup noodles would hardly arouse his mood for eating noodles.
These thoughts were overturned the moment the noodles entered your mouth. It would be a waste to add the refreshing and chewy noodles and delicious soup to what you imagined.
"Suck it, suck it"
Zhao Yingjun started to eat one plant after another. Every time he chewed it, it was a pleasure. The noodles kept jumping in his mouth, and the texture was really delicious.
Originally, Wu Zhou was staring at Zhao Yingjun, trying to urge him to eat faster, but Zhao Yingjun sucked in the noodles, which reminded Wu Zhou of the smooth texture of the noodles in his mouth just now, coupled with the delicious taste of the soup. He turned around and said.
"Boss, it's okay."
Wu Zhou grabbed the other hand with one hand and stopped the order in time. If he ordered again, he would really be spoiled for choice.
"Eat quickly." Wu Zhou swallowed his saliva and said in a normal voice.
"Uh-huh." Zhao Yingjun had no time to answer now, so he just made a few random hums.
"Boy, I'll wait for you outside." Wu Zhou deeply felt that he needed the fresh air outside, not the fragrance that filled the store.
"Yeah," Zhao Yingjun still answered vaguely, indicating that he heard it.
"Boss Yuan, phoenix tail shrimp."
Sitting in the new seat was Manman from the bakery shop. When this little girl was queuing up, she was envious of this very good-looking dish. The key was that it was extremely appetizing to her.
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