2349 It's time to arrange

In order not to disturb the others, Zhang Xin chose to stand up to increase her mobility.

Why did it feel so strange? in fact, the biggest difference between standing and other positions was that there were no chairs. The other tables couldn't be more spacious than the other tables.

Therefore, many people subconsciously thought that this position was worse than the others. As long as they brought breakfast, Yuan Yuan and Zhang Xin would usually choose this position.

Of course, this was Zhang Xin's first time here for breakfast. All her experience came from Yuan Yuan's wholehearted teaching. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come here for the sand crab juice that she had been longing for for so long.

There was also an unwritten rule in master chef Restaurant, which was that the standing position belonged to customers under the age of forty. Older people would easily get varicose veins if they stood there for too long.

"This brown sugar juice is really flavorful. It's less than the one I brought, but it smells really good." Zhang Xin opened the lunch box she brought.

Rather than calling it brown sugar Daddi, it was more like Daddi soaked in brown sugar. There wasn't much Daddi, but there was a lot of brown sugar.

Normally, brown sugar drizzling would be enough to add some brown sugar to the drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling, but the drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling drizzling

Looking at the reddish-brown color, he knew that the concentration of red sugar was not low.

On the other hand, the red sugar porridge on top of the bean noodles and glutinous rice balls was obviously much lighter in color, and the amount was not much. It was only enough to cover more than half of the glutinous rice balls, and it would not flow onto the plate and dirty it. It looked fresh and clean, and no one else could compare to it.

At this moment, su Ruoyan served a plate of sand crab juice. The fishy smell immediately attracted the attention of a young man beside Zhang Xin.

"Is this the taste of sand crab juice?" The young man, mu Hua, sniffed and was a little uncertain.

As a native of GUI province, he was very familiar with sand crab sauce. However, the most common way to use it was to use it as a seasoning. For example, braised beans in sand crab sauce was the most common dish. Some used it as a sauce and dipped it in plain-cut chicken or other tasteless vegetables, making it very delicious.

Of course, those who loved it naturally liked it very much. There were also many people in GUI province who didn't like the taste of sand crab juice, so they politely declined.

Everyone had their own preferences, and mu Hua was very understanding.

But now, he didn't understand. Breakfast wasn't porridge with sand crab juice. Why did he need sand crab juice?

Glancing at the sweet bean flour tangyuan, mu Hua couldn't help but curiously stare at Zhang Xin next to him.

Zhang Xin didn't notice that she had already attracted the attention of others. She had always been very focused on eating.

He sniffed the sand crab juice, and a salty, bitter, and fishy smell rushed to the tip of his nose. It was a smell unique to the sand crab juice.

"It's very authentic," Zhang Xin was very satisfied.

After some consideration, Zhang Xin deftly divided more than half of the sand crab juice into tangyuans and added a little bit of the juice. She also did her best to make sure that each tangyuans got the same amount of sand crab juice.

Soon, mu Hua watched helplessly as the beautiful bean flour tangyuans were dyed with a layer of blue and white sand crab juice. There were also fine crab shells and crab meat on top.

The sand crab juice wasn't actually that ugly when looked at alone. However, it was far inferior to the beautiful and exquisite bean noodle tangyuans made by Yuan Zhou.

"Hiss ... Can this be eaten?" Mu Hua was a little incoherent.

This was the first time he knew that the sand crab sauce could be paired with tangyuans.

Just as mu Hua's eyes were wide open, Zhang Xin had already started eating. She carefully put down the remaining small half of the sand crab juice to prevent it from spilling out and wasting it. Then, she picked up the chopsticks, picked up a tangyuan, and directly opened her mouth wide to stuff the entire tangyuan into her mouth.

It was to the extent that tangyuans wouldn't be able to fit in if they were just a little bigger. He didn't know how Zhang Xin managed to do it so calmly.

"Ka Cha, ka Cha"

This was the sound of the crab shell and teeth colliding. The salty and fishy sand crab juice collided with the sweet brown sugar, followed by the pink soybean flour, and finally the glutinous tangyuan. Each layer felt different. Zhang Xin revealed a satisfied smile. This taste was simply too good.

"Gudong"

Mu Hua just watched Zhang Xin eat tangyuans one by one. She only came back to her senses after eating three in a row."Can this really be eaten?"

Even if it was a specialty of his hometown, at this moment, mu Hua couldn't go against his conscience and say that sand crab juice was delicious with bean noodles.

Thinking about it, he knew that it tasted bad, but the smile on Zhang Xin's face made mu Hua very confused. It wasn't until he began to eat breakfast that the soft and sweet taste could be considered to have called his soul back.

After mu Hua finished his breakfast and looked up again, the small plate of sand crab juice was empty, but the beautiful reddish-brown Brown Brown Brown brown sugar sauce had changed color. However, the little girl ate it with relish.

"It seems like I've been too ignorant." Mu Hua put the plate away and planned to make room for others.

However, Zhang Xin's Valiance in eating had left a deep impression on him, and it was hard to forget even if he wanted to.

As the customers came in and left one after another, the breakfast time came to an end.

Only after sending off the last customer did Yuan Zhou have some free time.

Ever since he used the spoon from the God of Cooking set, Yuan Zhou felt that cooking became more and more comfortable. Moreover, the spoon didn't have any effect on the spices and ingredients at all. It also wouldn't be contaminated with other tastes. It was the most suitable tool for Yuan Zhou at the moment.

"It seems to have a similar function as the taste-free chopsticks, but there are other things." After several experiments, Yuan Zhou finally figured out the specific benefits of the spoon.

Not only could he avoid the residual taste of the seasonings and ingredients, but he was also more sensitive to the heat control and could better grasp the time when the dishes were ready to be cooked. Therefore, in the past two days, Yuan Zhou's cooking skills had improved a little again.

Although it was just a little, professional chefs could still feel it, especially the chefs who had been eating Yuan Zhou's dishes every day recently, such as mark, who had become much nimbler. It should be the result of his diligent circling.

Of course, mark was very persistent about the matter of acknowledging a master, and he asked three times a day.

During breakfast, mark waited until the business hours were over to ask quietly if he had any plans to take in an apprentice, but he was rejected and left quietly.

Mark was not a pedantic person. He knew that there was strength in numbers. He heard that head chef Yuan would accept in-name disciples, so the in-name disciples of the two foreign cuisines, Singapore and Spain cuisines, could be put on the agenda.

Mark Felt that he was fearless to represent the Spain cuisine.

Mark was a more sensible person, but he was already old. The last chef who came to be Jiang Changxi's apprentice was directly interviewed by her.

The main thing was that if he wanted to be an apprentice, then so be it. But this guy still invited the lion dance Team to help him every two or three days. It was so noisy that the people on Taoxi road felt that it was torture. Once, he even delayed the business hours, which was very unscientific.

Therefore, before Yuan Zhou made his move, the queuing Committee had already made their move.

……