2069 Free of charge is the most fragrant

Jia Ming was the first to start. Before this, everyone thought that there would only be an all-fish banquet and a vegetarian banquet. After this operation, everyone finally understood.

That's right. Since there were Sichuan cuisine, Yunnan cuisine, Lu cuisine, and other cuisines, the banquet dishes of these cuisines could naturally be ordered.

"What kind of banquet is there in Sichuan cuisine?" Some people had already started to think.

"My boyfriend is from Dian province. I know there are many feasts in Dian province, such as wild mushrooms, wild vegetables, chicken, and duck. It's our third wedding anniversary soon, so I should be able to book a table."

Dinner time wasn't over yet, so everyone was more restrained and only discussed in low voices. Those who needed something were waiting at the door.

There were often people looking for boss Yuan and waiting on the long bench at the entrance. But today, the number of people waiting for boss Yuan was the most.

"Eh? Black beast, what have you been doing?" Someone who knew Wu Hai couldn't help but ask when he saw him coming out from the alley behind the restaurant.

As the first batch of customers, Wu Hai had already finished his meal.

"I'm going to visit my sister-in-law and my nephew. " Wu Hai answered and then also waited at the side. He was indispensable for booking the banquet.

The dinnertime ended. Yuan Zhou sent off the last customer and the people waiting for him said in an orderly manner.

"Boss Yuan, my son will be one month old next week. I want to reserve a table of chicken banquet. Is that okay?" Su mu asked.

"Um, wait." Yuan Zhou looked at su MU's face, which was even more beautiful than a woman 's."When did this guy get married? and his child is already one year old."

Su mu said,"because my parents wanted a grandson. They had no choice but to get married and have one. As for the wedding, my wife doesn't like to make it a big deal. So, she didn't invite anyone."

"You're very fast. " Yuan Zhou could only comment in this way and then asked,""A full moon is no problem, but the whole chicken Feast is available in both Sichuan and Yunnan cuisines. Which one do you want to choose?"

"Eh? Boss Yuan, can you tell me in detail?" Su mu asked.

"The Sichuan cuisine's whole chicken banquet uses chili chicken as the main dish, and the main flavor is numbing. The Dian cuisine's whole chicken banquet uses steam-pot chicken as the main flavor, and the taste is mainly tender." Yuan Zhou explained roughly.

"Then let's have the whole chicken banquet in Dian province. Thank you, boss Yuan."

"Alright. As usual, come earlier and line up." Yuan Zhou reminded him.

One by one, the customers asked to book a banquet, and in a short while, nine tables were booked.

It wasn't good to have too many banquets. Therefore, Yuan Zhou thought carefully when he made the arrangements and decided to receive four banquet reservations a month, with an average of one banquet a week.

When there was a time conflict, it would be adjusted. For example, the time of the housewarming banquet could be adjusted to the birthday banquet.

Su Ruoyan had to work a little harder today. After Yuan Zhou nodded his head to confirm that he could order the banquet, she wrote down the customers 'phone numbers and requests.

"I don't have any requirements. I like to eat everything cooked by Yuan Zhou. Anyway, it's fine as long as it has more meat." Wu Hai gave such an answer to su Ruoyan's question.

Wu Hai made a reservation for the "all-meat banquet." There was really such a banquet. It was said that the all-meat banquet was a famous banquet in Guizhou Province. However, not many people were eating it now.

As for why Wu Hai knew about it, it was because when he asked Yuan Zhou what the banquet with the most meat dishes was, Yuan Zhou gave him an answer of "all-meat banquet" after a moment of silence. As for the reason for the reservation, he would find out later.

As March 3rd's Women's Day passed, more and more people were out in the suburbs looking for spring, so a company on Weibo held a new event: [What spring looks like in your eyes]. The grand prize was a seven-day trip to Provence with two people, and the one with the most likes won the prize.

Yuan Zhou also sent the photo to her secretly. It was the photo he took when he enjoyed the flowers with Yin ya last time.

Then, Yuan Zhou browsed through the pictures posted by other netizens. For example, the spring here started from the time when people ate shepherd's purse. The accompanying picture was a large patch of shepherd's purse that grew barbarically. Although it was small, its leaves were fat and its roots were strong. At first glance, it was obvious that it grew from a fertile land.

Or,"passing by time", the spring in my eyes should be these clusters of brilliant winter jasmine flowers. There are pictures of yellow winter jasmine flowers all over the mountains and fields, fluttering in the wind.

"There's no pressure. I'll definitely win the grand prize this time. " When Yuan Zhou felt that he had settled down, he didn't browse the microblog anymore. He put down the phone and started to get busy with the official business.

Although Yuan Zhou could go anywhere he wanted with his current wealth, he still felt that the drinks were much sweeter than the previous one.

To be honest, Yuan Zhou should continue to read the comments, because the style of these Weibo posts was quite normal. Most of the netizens were talking about the scenery or the blooming of flowers.

However, there was a netizen named "Yusheng's past "who changed the situation.[I feel that my spring began with the Qingming Daddi at master chef Restaurant.] The attached picture wasn't the food in master chef Restaurant, but some pictures of Qingming Daddi that he had searched online.

Well, China lacked everything except for foodies.

Nostalgic person: "in my eyes, spring should be the shepherd's purse wontons made by grandma. That's the most delicious."

True night: [every spring, the first thing we eat is definitely scrambled eggs with wild garlic. It's simply super delicious. This is the spring of our world.]

Nangong eryi: "of course, the root of folded ear is needed for the scrambled eggs. Cut it into fine pieces, mix it with the egg liquid, and spread it on an egg pancake. It will definitely taste like spring."

Many spring-related foods were produced.

Lackadaisical replied,[I feel that the pork tripe chicken soup cooked by boss Yuan is the representative of spring. The soft and sticky pork tripe, the fresh and delicious chicken meat, and the mellow and rich chicken soup will bring the warm taste of spring from the inside to the outside after you drink it.]

Then, he used a long and exaggeratedly long sentence to describe the taste of the chicken soup and his feelings about spring. It was long and complicated. In conclusion, if you want to feel the taste of spring, you must go to the pig belly chicken soup of the master chef Restaurant.

"If you didn't post Master chef Restaurant, I would have thought you were advertising."

"Eh, it's really that good? The pork belly chicken soup I had earlier felt a little greasy. "

"Boss Yuan's food won't taste good?"

"I remember that the pork belly chicken is a dish from Guangdong Province. Both the pork belly and the chicken sound greasy. I don't doubt boss Yuan's culinary skills. I'm not stupid. But the dish is like this. Boss Yuan doesn't cook a molecular dish, so it can't be changed, right?"

A small-scale discussion began on the internet, and the question of whether the pork belly chicken oil was greasy or not even caused many people in Guangdong to explode.

At that time, Yuan Zhou was studying the book in his hand while sitting at the entrance of the kitchen, where the light was more abundant.

"Ding ding dang dang"

The sound of the lid touching the can woke Yuan Zhou up from his trance.

"The soup is open." Yuan Zhou put the book down carefully and then opened the lid of the crock jar. He put in some red dates whose pits had been removed and then turned down the fire before closing the lid again.

"If you stew it like this, it should be enough for Xiaoya to eat dinner. You can drink it then." Yuan Zhou estimated that the time should be just right. Then, he lowered his head and continued to ponder.

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