2511 Eight Treasures fermented pear

As long as the customers sitting at the bar counter weren't eating, they would all stare at Yuan Zhou's actions. They just wanted to enjoy a visual feast, wash their eyes, relax their nerves, charge their batteries, and prepare for the next work.

Most of them couldn't understand it, but it didn't stop them from watching the show. For example, the simple peeling of the fruit just now was like magic in Yuan Zhou's hands. He just waved his hand casually and it was as simple as taking off a layer of gauze. The fruit was separated in an instant. They didn't know how amazing it felt.

Of course, there were also professional chefs who watched with great interest. Compared to ordinary people, professional chefs could definitely see some tricks, but how much they understood naturally depended on their own talent.

"No matter when I've seen head chef Yuan cooking, he is always highly skilled and meticulous. I only saw the beginning clearly, and the feeling after that was just an ordinary knife cutting technique. I just can't understand it. It's really incomparable." Dean shook his head and sighed with emotion.

He had finally finished his work today and had the time to come for a meal. Since he had managed to grab a seat at the bar counter, he naturally wanted to take a look at the food before it arrived.

"I think you've been using a Chinese saying recently to say that you're too arrogant. You can't even compete with Chu li, and you actually want to compete with head chef Yuan. What gave you the courage?" It was rare for Gabriel to run into Dean today.

It was rare for them to meet each other. Usually, when they came to the restaurant to eat, it was impossible for them to so coincidentally line up one after the other, unless they had made an appointment in advance. It was the first time they had met by chance like today, so they naturally got together.

However, the competitors who also hoped to be Yuan Zhou's disciples were naturally prepared to step on their opponents at any time and hope that they could stand out. There was nothing wrong with that.

"I told you that you have a problem with your comprehension, but you still don't believe me. What I'm saying is that head chef yuan can even peel the fruit so exquisitely and perfectly. His cooking skills must have improved again. How can I have any nonsensical ideas?" Dean rolled his eyes.

He was just short of saying something like "you can't be sick without treatment." However, although he didn't say it clearly, his expression was very clear.

Although the two of them were busy with each other, it didn't hinder them from watching Yuan Zhou cook. It wasn't wrong to say that they were multitasking. Of course, only those who didn't really understand what they were watching had the time to talk nonsense.

It all happened in an instant. Weng Xin clearly remembered that she had just finished ordering, but the next second, she smelled a very familiar smell. It was the smell of egg-fried rice mixed with rice.

She looked up and saw a plate of golden egg-fried rice placed on the table. It seemed to be glowing, and the golden light was like the sun. Weng Xin had to close her eyes and open them again. Only then did she see clearly that every grain of rice was covered in a layer of yellow substance, which was the source of the golden light.

"It smells so good." Weng Xin couldn't help but sniff.

Weng Xin's rigid brain seemed to start working slowly. The Golden yellow egg-fried rice, which was emitting white steam, was quietly sitting there, but it was as if there was a big hand that kept beckoning Weng Xin to try it.

As if bewitched, he reached out and picked up the White porcelain spoon, scooping up a full spoonful of fried rice and stuffing it into his mouth. It was as if the gloomy sky was suddenly cut open by a beam of sunlight, and the cold place began to warm up.

His tongue, which had not tasted anything for several days, seemed to have recovered its original function. The sweet and tender taste of the eggs and the moderate softness of the rice were transmitted to his mind little by little under the perception of his tongue.

The familiar yet strange feeling woke up something that had been sleeping. Weng Xin felt that the egg-fried rice was really delicious and couldn't help but speed up her movements.

"Phew, it should be fine since I can eat." Zhong Xiaoxiao heaved a sigh of relief.

On the other side, man man, who had been observing secretly and couldn't concentrate on eating when the dishes arrived, also relaxed. She still remembered ruan Xiaoqing's situation at the beginning and was afraid that she would encounter the same situation. However, according to her observation, it didn't seem like it. However, it was good as long as she could eat.

Man man had always believed that Yuan Zhou's dishes had magical powers. As long as one could eat Yuan Zhou's dishes, it was no big deal.

Seeing that Weng Xin was eating the egg-fried rice faster and faster, he finally felt a little relieved.

There wasn't too much egg-fried rice, and Weng Xin kept scooping it up with a spoon. When the crisp sound woke her up, she realized that she had already finished the rice.

"Did I finish my fried rice?" Weng Xin was in disbelief.

She hadn't had a good meal for more than half a month, especially when she decided to leave Chengdu.

He raised his hand and touched his growling stomach. It was great that he felt hungry.

Weng Xin stared at the empty plate and seemed to be deep in thought. She was woken up by the sweet fragrance.

There was the sweet smell of fruit and other fragrances, but Weng Xin couldn't tell what they were. They were very complex, but they smelled good.

Weng Xin looked more energetic now that she had some food in her stomach and something to rely on. She looked up and saw a pear on a slightly concave snow-white plate. When she got closer, she saw that the pear was wearing a transparent gauze, which made the Jade-white pear meat look warmer.

Weng Xin knew that it was because of the syrup. It was light and transparent and could only be seen if one observed carefully. It was too clear and different from what she had been eating.

What she had been eating was made with yellow rock sugar by grandma Yan. Unlike the clear color of white rock sugar, yellow rock sugar had a light yellow color. Even after being boiled into syrup, it still had a light color, making the Jade-white pear meat stained with a light yellow color, as if it was the color of life, with the smell of fireworks.

It was different from the noble and clean image she had in front of her, but it didn't stop her from smelling the familiar scent that seeped deep into her bones.

With a gentle push, the pear was split into two by the force of the chopsticks, revealing the contents inside. There were soft glutinous rice, pink and glutinous lotus seeds, and other side dishes. The colors were bright and varied, and various fragrances mixed together. However, they did not overshadow the main taste. The sweet and refreshing taste of the pear was still the main taste.

He picked up a piece of pear and put it into his mouth together with the stuffing inside. The sweet and soft pear melted in his mouth, the soft glutinous rice was steamed just right, the pink and glutinous lotus seeds, the cherry tomatoes, the clear and glutinous lilies that matched the pear very well, and the sweet honeydew strips did not appear very sweet against the sweetness of the pear. Instead, they had a little sweetness to them, making people feel as if they were filled with a thick sweetness from the bottom of their hearts.

It was said that eating sweets when one was in a bad mood would make one feel better. Weng Xin didn't know if it was true, but at this moment, she felt relaxed and it was completely different from the heavy feeling she had before.

The heavy shackles on her body were slowly removed by this familiar and sweet smell. It was the first time in many days that Weng Xin felt like she was alive. She felt relaxed and natural.

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