1061 Bamboo rice
"Selected? He's actually so fast. " Jin Ming looked at the tools in Yuan Zhou's hands and then at Wu Hai with a depressed look.
"That's true. Boss Yuan claims to have 100 ways to cook rice. Therefore, he has tried a lot. " Jiang Changxi nodded.
"After all, it's still worth trying out a hundred different techniques." Jiang Changxi smiled at Yuan Zhou with an innocent look on her delicate and pretty face, as if she was praising Yuan Zhou's culinary skills.
However, Yuan Zhou was quite alert and didn't answer him. After all, it sounded strange. Out of the chef's habit, it was better not to answer.
"Sister Jiang is really amazing." Ling Hong got it within seconds and poured a glass of water for Jiang Changxi with admiration again.
"Tsk, tsk, dirty Demon King." Liu Jianan indicated that he didn't understand, so he just muttered something in a low voice.
"No. I'm just trying boss Yuan's cooking method seriously, the 100 styles of rice cuisine." Jiang Changxi said with a smile.
"Zhou Jia, order the dishes." Yuan Zhou didn't answer her but called her.
"OK, boss." Zhou Jia snickered and then began to order with a straight face.
"A hundred ways to cook rice?" Jin Ming didn't order anything else, but old man Liu asked with some doubt.
"Yes, Grandpa. It's the 100 styles of rice cuisine. Boss Yuan said that as long as the main ingredient is rice and no other supplementary ingredients are added, the eating method of rice can be considered as the 100 styles of rice cuisine." Liu Jianan was a person who had done his homework, so his words made sense.
"One of the 100 styles of rice cuisine is the most popular, which is red braised pork made of rice. It's more delicious than meat." Liu Jianan strongly recommended.
"It can only be made with rice. It's so complicated." However, Liu Jianan, who was well-prepared, was still despised by Grandpa Liu.
"I was afraid that you wouldn't understand, so I explained it in more detail." Liu Jianan explained with grievance.
"Why do I have such a stupid grandson like you? you can understand it just by looking at the name, but you have to say so much." Old master Liu didn't buy it at all and was full of disdain.
"Alright, that's enough. Little girl, order your food." Seeing that Liu Jianan still wanted to say something, old man Liu directly interrupted him and called Zhou Jia to order the dishes.
"He's really my grandfather. " Liu Jianan was instantly speechless and ridiculed in his heart.
"What would you two like to eat today?" Zhou Jia walked to him and asked gently.
"Is there any fried rice in the 100 styles of rice cuisine?" When old man Liu asked, his tone was very careful.
"Wait a minute, I'll ask the boss." Zhou Jia said immediately.
"There are." As soon as Zhou Jia raised her head, Yuan Zhou directly nodded his head without waiting for her to say anything.
"Yes, do you want one?" After getting the affirmative answer, Zhou Jia immediately lowered her head and asked.
"Of course. I'll have a serving of fried rice and some boiled water. Is this okay?" he asked. Old man Liu had already gotten used to the rules of Yuan Zhou's restaurant and would always ask in advance.
"Boiled water with fried rice, okay." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"That's good. We'll eat this today. " Old master Liu nodded.
"That's too little. Grandpa, are you hungry?" Liu Jianan was worried.
"You order what you like. Why do you have to eat so much at night?" Old man Liu said indifferently.
"Alright, I'll eat less too. One serving of egg fried rice set please." Liu Jianan didn't persuade him but ordered a meal for himself.
After ordering, he paid and said to old man Liu,""Grandpa, the seaweed soup and pickled radish in this set meal are super delicious. It's just that the amount is too little and you can't add it. You can try it next time."
"Yes." "Yes," old man Liu replied perfunctorily.
Liu Jianan, on the other hand, was talkative and kept talking to Grandpa Liu.
"I thought of something. I'll order something from the 100 styles of rice cuisines. Bamboo tube rice then." Jin Ming said loudly.
"Although I've ordered it before, it really tastes good. I suggest you order more dishes." Ling Hong suggested sincerely at the side.
"To eat boss Yuan's cooking, you have to eat more dishes." Wu Hai said with a matter-of-fact manner.
Jin mingshen, who was busy ordering food, nodded.
"Speaking of which, is there any 100 styles of rice cuisine that I haven't ordered? Let's try it next time. " Jin Ming asked.
"Sister Jiang has the most right to speak about the 100 styles of rice cuisines. She has ordered at least 99 types, if not 100. She has tried all the difficult ones." Ling Hong shrugged and said.
"It's fine, I'll just brainstorm. " Jin Ming said.
Just when they started to discuss how to stump Yuan Zhou with the 100 styles of rice cuisine again, Yuan Zhou had already started to cook the bamboo rice.
Speaking of the bamboo tube rice, Yuan Zhou was still a little puzzled at the beginning, because he knew that it had many origins.
For example, one of them said that the bamboo rice was divided into ordinary bamboo rice and bamboo glutinous rice, both of which were the traditional delicacies of the Dai people. As for the bamboo rice, it was naturally ordinary as it was part of the 100 styles of rice cuisine.
The other kind was from Wuyi Guo Dong in Zhe province. Because bamboo was planted everywhere in the village, every family had bamboo. They used bamboo to make both pots and bowls, so the bamboo rice there was also very famous.
Furthermore, the other tribes, including the HA ni tribe, the Lahu tribe, the BU Lang tribe, the Ji nuo tribe, and the Jing po tribe, also liked to eat bamboo rice. As such, there were many ways to cook bamboo rice.
The cooking method of the bamboo rice of each ethnic group was slightly different. In the end, Yuan Zhou tried every kind of bamboo and every method to make the bamboo rice and then chose the most suitable method for him.
Every good chef was good at integrating with others and Yuan Zhou, as a chef with excellent cooking skills, was naturally no exception.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou chose to use black bamboo to cook the bamboo tube rice instead of the fragrant glutinous bamboo used by the Dai people.
When the black bamboo was taken out by the system, Yuan Zhou was also surprised.
That was because the bamboo rice needed to be cooked with charcoal fire. In the end, the dark green bamboo would always be burned black or carbonized, which was really not very pleasing to the eye. This was something Yuan Zhou couldn't stand.
Finally, after discussing with the system, the system took out this piece of bamboo.
The color of the bamboo in Yuan Zhou's hand was like black jade, warm and glossy. It was slightly longer than the bamboo used for the ordinary bamboo rice, about 30 centimeters long and the standard diameter of 7 centimeters.
When he held it in his hand, he felt a slightly warm, smooth, and delicate feeling, like a well-made lambskin. The two ends of the bamboo joint were slightly larger.
When this section of black bamboo was placed on the glass counter, it was still slightly reflecting the bright light, looking as beautiful as a piece of art.
"System, is this the purple bamboo?" Yuan Zhou asked.
That's right, the purple bamboo's pole was 4x8 meters tall, and could reach up to 10 meters in rare cases. It could reach up to 5 centimeters in diameter. The young pole was green, covered with fine soft hair and white powder. There were hair rings on the pole. After one year, purple spots would gradually appear on the pole, and then all of it would turn purple-black or completely black.
The black bamboo had many other names, such as black bamboo, black bamboo, bamboo eggplant, black bamboo and so on. That was why Yuan Zhou suspected it was the black bamboo.
The system displayed,[the system has provided black bamboo. According to ancient records, it looks like an ancient vine. It's 18 to 19 feet long and its color is as black as iron.]
"Even so, it's not as straight as the one you provided, right?" Yuan Zhou took the bamboo and asked doubtfully.
……
