2240 Zeng Yan, who was beaten up

The attraction of delicious food, not to mention the fried sugar dumplings, with the fragrance of oil and flour, and the unique crisp fragrance of the fried, simply made people want to die.

Zeng Yan was a native of Xiang province. Although he was only 30 years old, he had been working hard for society for many years. Although he weighed more than 50 kilograms, he was not fat. He was swollen because of the harsh beating society had given him.

This time, Zeng Yan came to Chengdu with a film crew. He would be stationed here for about a year, which was a long time.

Zeng Yan was not a fan of spicy food. This time, he was not as unaccustomed to spicy food in Chengdu as he had been in other places before.

However, although Zeng Yan had been with the crew for a long time, he was just an actor. Logically speaking, he would not come to master chef Restaurant for a meal. To him, the price-performance ratio was really not high.

However, Zeng Yan was a foodie. Apart from acting, eating was his biggest hobby. He could forget about lunch and dinner, but he could still spend a hundred Yuan on breakfast. Therefore, he came here to enjoy himself.

Who knew that he would be so lucky to encounter the first breakfast service of Hunan cuisine? although Zeng Yan did not know that it was his first time, it did not prevent him from having a unique feeling for this breakfast.

"It smells similar to the powder shop downstairs. It smells so good." Zeng Yan took another breath of the fragrance and was about to start eating.

Of course, Zeng Yan's comment that it was similar to the noodle shop downstairs was definitely the highest praise. Because in the eyes of the people in Star City, the most delicious noodle shop was definitely the one downstairs in their neighborhood.

"Stab, stab!"

After stirring the White pill twice and feeling that it should be mixed well, Zeng Yan scooped up a pill with soup and water and put it in his mouth.

The soup first touched the mouth, and the fresh, spicy, salty, and fragrant taste exploded on the tip of the tongue. Then, the meatballs, which were originally light and tasteless with only a light rice fragrance and sweetness, were gently bitten. The soft and sticky texture combined with the fresh and spicy soup. This was a clear and light confrontation and fusion.

"It's delicious. It's both sticky and spicy. It's really delicious. Boss Yuan, you really live up to your reputation. " Zeng Yan ate while shaking his head.

Ever since they had left Xiang province, Zeng Yan had never tasted such authentic Xiang province food. It was really amazing.

Although the soup had already been dyed a dark brown by the authentic pickled vegetables made by Yuan Zhou, it was still a thick soup made of bones, so it was naturally very fresh and fragrant. After drinking a mouthful, the spiciness filled the mouth at first, and slowly, the fresh fragrance burst out, making it unforgettable. Even the other customers in the restaurant who were not from Xiang province were conquered by it.

Every spoonful was precisely one, and then he stuffed it into his mouth. Then he continued again, repeating the process in a harmonious manner.

Zeng Yan ate the fastest. Soon, the bowl of white pill, together with the soup and seasoning, was all in his stomach. He touched his stomach as if he had not had enough, and then turned his attention to the sweet dumplings.

At the moment, the sweet dumpling was still steaming. Zeng Yan reached out with his chopsticks and picked up a dumpling that was the length of a palm.

When the chopsticks touched it, one could faintly hear the sound of the chopsticks colliding with each other. It was obvious that the skin was fried until it was very crisp.

The so-called sugar dumplings actually had little to do with dumplings. They were neither made of dumpling skin nor filling. If one had to describe their appearance, they were especially similar to the fried dough twist that Northerners ate. They were similar to the twisted shape of a fried dough twist, but of course, they were not that big.

The length of Yuan Zhou's palm was already considered to be quite long.

"Ka Cha!"

After taking a bite, the dumpling with white sugar was missing a corner. The skin was fried and crisp, and together with the sweet sugar, it appeared crisp and sweet.

Although the surface was crispy, the inside was very soft and sticky. The overall feeling was crisp, soft, and sweet. After the baptism of the spicy taste of the White grain pill, two sweet sugar dumplings were immediately served. It was not an ordinary Barshi.

All of a sudden, there were only some crunching sounds left in the shop. They were all the sounds of people eating the sweet dumplings.

When Zeng Yan was eating, he would reach out his hand to hold a little of the sugar below for fear that the sugar would fall off. However, he realized that he had been overthinking it. The sugar seemed to be stuck to the top and would not fall off at all.

Zeng Yan was also a talent. In the drama, he was omnipotent. He could move to wherever there was a need for him. People gave him the nickname "the king of extras."

"It seems that I have to save some money and come back to eat again after a while. It's really delicious." Zeng Yan touched his stomach and felt that he was not full.

It was a pity that they had already made it clear that there was only so much for breakfast. Zeng Yan knew that there were many rules here, so he could only follow them.

In fact, when he was a child, Zeng Yan was not short of money. There were several houses in the family for rent, and the rent alone was enough to live on. However, his father was a gambler, so he had lost all the houses and owed a lot of debts.

To be honest, he had started working at a young age. Not only did he pay off his debts, but he also had spare money.

That was why it seemed like Zeng Yan was always laughing and talking about acting skills and dreams all day long. He didn't seem like someone who had been beaten up by society.

In fact, Zeng Yan could be said to have gone through a lot of hardship, and he was still talking about acting skills and dreams.

As Zeng Yan finished his meal, the first batch of customers was basically finished. Everyone got up and went out to replace the next batch of customers in tacit understanding. Those who were really not full went to the breakfast stalls by the roadside to pick something to eat.

Of course, since the policy had changed, there were more varieties of breakfast. The number of stalls had also increased greatly. They were directly set up from the street to the end of the street. Therefore, the people passing by Taoxi road had more choices.

However, the new stalls would be informed by the old stall owners or the people of the street administration about the Common Rule of this Street, which was that the food must be of genuine quality and they couldn't tarnish the reputation of boss Yuan and the master chef Restaurant.

One must know that Taoxi road was now a tourist attraction. Protecting master chef Restaurant was actually protecting one's own interests.

Yuan Zhou didn't know that. The breakfast time was short and passed quickly.

"I don't know if Xiaoya likes these sweet dumplings. I can let her try them when she comes back." Apart from the noodles, Yuan Zhou also ate two sugar dumplings and a bowl of white pellets this morning.

Therefore, today's breakfast was 99 servings. A second of silence for the 100th person who came.

After the breakfast time ended, Yuan Zhou didn't intend to practice his knife skills. Instead, he immediately went upstairs to wash up and change his clothes.

Right at that moment, a familiar ringtone rang. Yuan Zhou found it was the same number as the one he had received yesterday, so he directly answered it.

"Hello, head chef Yuan. I'm little Liu, the person we made an appointment with yesterday. Our time is 10 O' clock. May I know if there are any changes to head chef Yuan's time? if there aren't any, we will be there on time." On the other end of the line, little Liu sounded like a young man.

"No problem. You can come over directly. I have some free time." Yuan Zhou said directly.

"Alright. Sorry for disturbing you, head chef Yuan. We will be there on time." Little Liu said immediately after hearing that there was no problem.

After he finished talking business, he immediately hung up the phone politely, not wasting a second. One look and you could tell that he was trained and his hands were fast.

After putting down the phone, Yuan Zhou quickly began to wash up. After that, he changed into a set of Han Chinese clothing that he had specially tidied up.

It was a standard loose robe with large sleeves and dark silver patterns. The cuffs and lapels were embroidered with golden patterns, making it look very gorgeous and solemn. This was one of the sets of clothes specially prepared for important occasions.

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