Chapter 2098 Move Here

It was already dark at this time, and the lights in the shop were particularly eye-catching, not to mention that the eyes of the black beast, which had been hungry for three days, were glowing green.

"Braised trotters, braised chicken with mushrooms, spicy griddle, roast goose, roasted whole lamb..." Wu Hai stared at the bright light, and all he could think about was food.

"No, according to what I know about Yuan Zhou, he won't ask for more leave, so the four days must be four days." Wu Hai looked away, feeling that he must be hallucinating from hunger.

The half bottle of cherry jam I just ate feels like I haven't eaten it yet. "Compass will definitely open the store tomorrow. There are still 11 hours, 34 minutes and 50 seconds until breakfast time. I can do it."

Then on the other side, look at the young couple Yuan Zhou and Yin Ya.

"Xiaoya go back and take a hot bath, take a dip before going to bed, and relieve your fatigue." Yuan Zhou stood at the door of the house and told Yin Ya carefully.

I'm afraid I'll be tired from playing too much today.

In the past, Yuan Zhou could only send Yin Ya to the door of the unit, but now he has entered the room and sent it to the room.

"Don't worry, I understand." Yin Ya pursed her lips and smiled.

"Good night then." Yuan Zhou lowered his head slightly and pressed his lips to Yin Ya's white and tender forehead.

Yin Ya also kissed him on the face, and the two chatted for a while.

"After the engagement party, Xiaoya, please move into a small shop." Yuan Zhou said.

"Yeah." Yin Ya nodded.

"I did the math and we decided on November 26th, which is less than six months from now." Yuan Zhou said.

I forgot to mention that Yin Ya and Yuan Zhou had already discussed the time for their engagement banquet. On November 26 this year, Yuan Zhou went to Zong Mo to see it as a good day to get married.

This is the routine Yuan Zhou and Yin Ya followed to get engaged and get married on the new year.

Invitations to the engagement party were sent out three months in advance, so no one except Zong Mo knew about it yet.

A new day will soon come when the sun rises and the moon sets.

Being the first day after vacation, the God of Cooking shop was as busy as ever. Not only was Wu Hai standing at the door early in the morning, but Molière, who didn't win the prize or eat last time, also came early.

Just a little later than Wu Hai, but earlier than Zhou Xidu.

"Today we must have food holding hands with each other, and it is best to drink wine from the pub." Molière clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

As time went by, diners came one after another, and there were only one hundred breakfasts on a first-come, first-served basis.

"Papa pa pa"

Yuanzhou slammed the kneaded dough on the chopping board. As it was the first day after vacation, he would naturally have noodles for breakfast. What he prepared today was fried noodles with soybean paste.

Zhajiang noodles are a favorite among Chengdu people, and many people like them.

Of course, although many people in Sichuan Province like fried noodles with soybean paste, it is not Sichuan cuisine, but evolved from Beijing cuisine and belongs to Shandong cuisine. Therefore, what Yuan Zhou made this time was also fried noodles with Shandong cuisine.

"The soybean paste rewarded by the system last time can be used to make fried sauce. It should taste very good." Yuan Zhou said while taking a bowl of soybean paste from the side for later use.

"Crack"

After the oil smoke came out from the pot, Yuanzhou poured the prepared diced pork and other ingredients into the pot, stir-fried quickly with a spatula, picked up the soybean paste at the right time, and poured it into the pot, "Hiss." "La", the cold contact with the hot, a burst of smoke emitted.

Yuan Zhou stir-fried quickly with quick eyes and hands. His movements were very skillful. When the heat was almost done, he took out the fried sauce and put it away.

"Dang Dang Dang"

After washing his hands, Yuan Zhou began to cut other side dishes, cucumbers and carrots into thin strips, blanch the green beans and soybeans, remove the heads and tails of the bean sprouts, chop the Chinese toon, and cook the various ingredients one by one quickly and methodically. Be prepared and it will be done quickly.

After dividing the noodles into portions, it's breakfast time.

"Breakfast time is up, please let the first sixteen diners in." Su Ruoyan opened the wooden door and looked at Wu Hai's figure who quickly jumped in. She was already unfazed.

The one who did the same thing as Wu Hai today was Molière. This guy felt that it was reasonable for Wu Hai to be so good at eating, so in order to eat more, he started to learn everything from Wu Hai. He was another one who was conquered by the chief bastard. ’s saucy years.

"What's Compass's breakfast for today?" Wu Hai said directly without taking a breath.

"I want a breakfast." Molière followed in English.

"Zhajiang noodles, one serving per person." Yuan Zhou said very calmly.

Then he threw the noodles into the pot one by one. The snow-white noodles were rolling in the water. After a while, Yuan Zhou started to fish out the noodles. He placed the bowls one by one and poured out the noodles as casually as if he opened his eyes. Following Yuan Zhou's movements, it landed safely in the bowl.

Yuan Zhou moved both hands, and the ingredients were neatly placed on the noodles. Yellow, green, bright red, dark, and light colors were put together in a big snow-white bowl. It looked very beautiful. .

"I wonder if I can invite Chef Yuan as a guest for my solo exhibition." Molière was on the side of the partition, and Yuan Zhou's movements could be seen clearly.

His eyes were wide open, and he was sitting there taller than others, with a strong and serious expression on his face, as if he were a husky squatting there.

"Whoosh, whoosh"

The fried noodles for breakfast are hot, with a little bit of concentrated soup. The noodles are chewy and chewy, and the side dishes are crispy and fragrant. Every diner has a satisfied look on his face and wants to eat it again. No other ideas.

There are also many diners who can't get breakfast and walk around outside the shop before leaving. This is an old habit. If you don't smell the smell of breakfast in the shop, you will feel that your work is boring. Of course, in fact, you are not. What I smelled was just to watch the excitement. After all, there is only one nose like the black beast.

The one-hour breakfast was spent happily. By the time Yuan Zhou saw off the last diner, the golden sunshine was already shining on the clean streets.

So Xu Ban and Wan Li came together to find Yuan Zhou.

Speaking of one being the second eldest son of the Green Chef Association and the other being the secretary of the Chinese Celebrity Chef Association, logically there would be no overlap, but the problem lies with the president. They have the same president, so they have more communication. got up.

In addition, they have jointly organized two celebrity chef Gaogou meetings before, so there is a tacit understanding between them.

Yin Ya once suggested that the Celebrity Chef Gaogou Association needs professional people to manage registration and screening issues, so Yuanzhou directly handed over the task to the Qing Chef Association and the Celebrity Chefs Association.

It was originally going to be handed over to Cheng Zhaomei, but Yuan Zhou felt that Cheng Zhaomei was too busy, and Cheng Ying still had two websites to manage, so the new website specifically used to register and collect questions was created by Qingchuhui It was jointly organized with the Celebrity Chefs Association.

Judging from the past two sessions, Yuanzhou is very visionary and has done a very good job.

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Ps: I saw a reader asking about Gaogou Hui. Originally, Caimao was briefly written, but since I want to read it, Caimao should write about Caimao. Wow, Caimao is such a good cat.