Chapter 547 It’s Delicious No Matter What

The old owl heads in the brown coarse porcelain bowl are each about the size of a one-yuan coin, so the old man can just pick one up with his chopsticks.

The cooked old owl head is as white as jade, with a slight transparency. Because of its irregular shape, it looks a bit wild.

As soon as the old bird's head is taken into the mouth, there is a fragrance of wheat on the surface, and it feels smooth in the mouth. After a slight bite, the taste is soft and chewy.

When you bite it open, the middle of the head seems to be filled with soup, which is very warm and delicious.

"Hey, it turns out to be clear chicken soup. It's really good." The old man ate a piece and immediately praised it.

"It's really good." Wu Hai said with satisfaction as he narrowed his eyes.

The old man put down his chopsticks and took a sip of soup.

Because this chicken soup is clear chicken soup, all the fat has been removed. The soup is as clear as water, but it is full of chicken flavor.

As soon as you take a sip, the warm chicken soup immediately cuts through your throat, and the deliciousness of the chicken stays in your mouth as the chicken soup passes through.

This bite is so delicious that it's better not to eat chicken than to eat chicken.

"It's so delicious. How many old chickens did it take to get this delicious taste?" The old man looked at the chicken soup in the bowl with satisfaction.

"No, after taking this sip, I feel like my whole body has become energetic." The diner next to him said and took another sip of chicken soup.

Apart from anything else, I drink a lot of chicken soup. After all, my wife doesn’t like anything else, so she likes to go to the countryside to buy free-range chickens and make soup.

Therefore, as soon as the old man drank this chicken soup, he knew that it was stewed by an old hen. Not only that, but more importantly, this person's bowl of soup was not bland, but the taste was delicious and rich.

This shows that Yuan Zhou used a lot of ingredients in this bowl of chicken soup.

However, this is not the point. I thought that after drinking such a light, refreshing and extremely delicious chicken soup, eating the old duck head, that is, the gnocchi would feel bland and tasteless.

However, as soon as the dough was in his mouth, the old man knew he was wrong.

The gnocchi in my mouth this time were as usual the size of a coin. After taking a bite, the delicious chicken soup in my mouth did not take away the wheat aroma of the gnocchi.

Instead, it is wrapped directly and then slowly released while chewing.

Because of their different shapes, their chewiness is also somewhat different, and this time the old man even tasted salty.

This salty taste is hidden deep inside the old duck head, and it is this little bit of salty taste that changes the entire taste again.

After all, among the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, salty is a general-like presence, so the salty taste naturally dominates the taste in the mouth as soon as it comes out.

And whether it's the deliciousness of the chicken soup or the softness of the old duck head, it has salty taste as the base, making the taste even richer.

Because of the delicious food, there was no longer any debate in the shop about who was chosen, but the queue outside did not stop.

"I just saw it, and it was the noodles that won." One diner felt dissatisfied.

"No, no matter what, our green meatballs are better than gnocchi." The diners on the side agreed.

The two of them seemed to be from the same place, fellow villagers.

"That's not a dough dumpling. We call it Lao Yutou here." This man was the chosen diner. He was wearing a decent suit and a gray woolen coat, and he said politely.

"That's what you mentioned." The diner next to him said immediately.

"Yes, it's me. I really can't wait to try Boss Yuan's skills." The man nodded and said.

"How come you haven't eaten here before?" the diner next to him said angrily.

"Exactly, I haven't eaten here for some reasons." The man nodded along with the words of the diners next to him.

"What kind of luck? You won without even eating." Some of the diners nearby said dissatisfiedly.

"The note doesn't have a name. Boss Yuan said there are rules for choosing." The tall and thin man who maintained order immediately frowned and retorted.

“I just complained and complained, and I really wanted Boss Yuan to cook the delicacies of my hometown.

"The diners immediately said sadly.

Of course, I am a little dissatisfied with noodles, and there are not a few people who think so.

"Luck, it's all luck." The gentle man said humbly with a smile on his face.

It's just that this modesty makes people want to hit people more.

"Did you vote for the old man?" a diner asked suddenly.

"Yes." The gentle man nodded.

"Isn't that also called a noodle mouse?" the diner questioned.

"It's the same thing, but it's called differently in different places. As far as I know, it's called Chicken Skull, and of course it's called Fish Noodles or Monkey Face." Sven Man replied seriously.

"As you said, I've heard it called a wheat frog, because that thing looks like a skinned frog's leg, tsk tsk." The diner clicked his tongue twice after saying that, presumably because he thought frog legs were a bit unsightly.

"Then Boss Yuan also makes frog legs, right?" The person who asked this question was a girl who paid more attention to the appearance of food.

Some girls really cannot accept eating frogs.

"No, I saw them. They were snow-white, round dough balls." Another diner immediately came out to refute.

After the topic became more and more crooked, one of the diners made a suggestion.

"Why don't we discuss what to invest today." Some diners suggested.

"Yes, yes, I was just here to discuss this, and I haven't thought of this yet." The diners agreed one after another.

As soon as he said this, the diners began to open up their memories one after another. Because of the name of the old man, the names written down this time were mainly strange and weird.

Some of them may not be possible, but they were just heard about when I was a child, and the diners did not miss them, and some of them are not snacks.

After putting in the pieces of paper enthusiastically, it was almost everyone's turn to go in and eat. The second batch of people who went in included the diner who was dissatisfied with the gnocchi just now.

But those dissatisfactions disappeared immediately after Zhou Jia served the dough and took a bite.

Because with the old man in front of him, the diners knew that Yuan Zhou would choose to do it, and the enthusiasm for writing suggestions was unprecedentedly high.

So at night, when Yuan Zhou collected the box, he couldn't take out the piece of paper because it was too full and too tight.

"It's really enthusiastic. It feels more than twice as good as yesterday." Shen Min volunteered to open the box.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded and waited silently.

It is indeed more than double. You must know that Yuanzhou prepared five stacks of paper today, but the diners still brought several stacks of paper.

You can see the enthusiasm of the diners from here.

"Boss Yuan, do you want me to help you look at it today?" Shen Min asked after taking out part of it.

"No need." Yuan Zhou said firmly.

"Okay, I'll go up then." Shen Min nodded and returned to the second floor.

Although there were twice as many pieces of paper, some of them were repeated, so Yuan Zhou stopped looking at them and only looked at the new snacks.

ps: Is it okay for you to want to eat vegetable cats every day? Dragon-Tiger Dou is really not edible, seriously. 8