2712 A thousand steamed buns

Su Ruoyan stood there with an old cardboard box in her arms. On it were the words "roasted whole lamb lottery box" written in large letters.

In the past, there were no words. But now, it was mainly needed to be distinguished from the other places of the lucky draw. Since the number of red balls was different, the number of red balls would naturally be different as well. Therefore, the probability of getting the red ball would also be different. In order to prevent any mishaps that would increase the winning rate of everyone, Yuan Zhou had naturally made arrangements in advance. As a compass, this was just a small matter.

The crowd went silent after hearing this. Then, everyone started to get excited and prepared to draw the lottery.

Every time they drew the lottery, it was a time to see the changes in life. In order to increase the probability of winning, everyone did everything they could to increase their chances.

Yan Ming, who had seen such a scene for the first time, said that he had really learned something new. There was no way that these diners couldn't think of.

"I can also think of a few more good tricks. Maybe I can win the lottery next time."

Yan Ming looked at the White ball in his hand and made up his mind. He was betting on his reputation as a gold medal planner. It would be easy for him to come up with a few moves. He was confident in that.

There was no chance for him today. There were two rounds of lottery draws. Yan Ming was not prepared and did not have the luck. He was the first to come and he could get fifth place. What else did he want?

He could only wait for breakfast time to start. Listening to the cheers of those who had won the spot, Yan Ming secretly made up his mind that he must win the next time. He didn't get to eat the whole roasted lamb, but he had to rush to drink.

It wasn't long before the meal started. After drawing the number with his ID card, he entered the restaurant to have his meal.

"Today's thousand-Zhang steamed buns. One bowl for each person. If you don't want to eat, you can ask." After everyone was seated, Yuan Zhou started to repeat the same tune.

"Steamed bun, one bowl for each of us?"

Upon hearing this, many customers were a little dumbfounded. Were steamed buns eaten in bowls nowadays? didn't they eat in baskets yesterday? How did he change so quickly?

Those who didn't know the cuisines or the Zhejiang cuisines very well didn't know what Yuan Zhou meant."A thousand steamed buns? even if the name is strange, it's still a steamed bun, right? why does he pay attention to the bowl?" it was just, just inexplicable.

Yan Ming's eyes lit up. The buns were a specialty of Hu Zhou. To be honest, he had only eaten them a few times. However, when he was young, he had a classmate from Hu Zhou whose mother knew how to make these thousand Zhang buns. Every time they went to his house to play, his mother would sometimes make a few bowls of thousand Zhang buns for the children to fill their stomachs so that they wouldn't be hungry. At that time, he thought it was delicious.

That was something from his childhood memories. He had not thought about it for a long time, so naturally, he had not eaten it.

Now that he heard Yuan Zhou mention the thousand Zhang steamed buns, he immediately recalled it. He seemed to be able to recall the fresh and delicious taste in his mouth.

"Compass, how many buns is a bowl of? can you add more?"

Wu Hai's focus was always different from others. As long as it was cooked by Yuan Zhou, he only wanted to fill his stomach. As for what he ate, he wasn't really picky about it, except for the fact that he was a little picky about the vegetable dishes.

"A bowl of six, no more than that." Yuan Zhou said concisely.

Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and didn't say anything. Since Yuan Zhou had already said that he couldn't add more, there was no need for him to roll around and act cute.

Even if he insisted on it, it would be useless. Wu Hai had already tested it with countless experiences.

Although the other customers were a little dumbfounded, they didn't ask in detail. After all, they were all mature customers and wouldn't do such an obvious thing that would waste Yuan Zhou's time.

"Hey Brother, do you know what kind of steamed bun this thousand Zhang is? Why are you talking about bowl by bowl?"

Yan Ming had just come back to his senses from his memories when he was patted by a fat man next to him. In fact, he wasn't very fat, but he looked a little stronger than others.

"It's a specialty from Hu Zhou. The buns are made from 1000 pages and have a variety of fillings. It can be made from pure pork or mixed with pork and seafood, such as open ocean and scallops. It's very delicious when you add it together. When it's cooked in the vermicelli soup, it's very delicious. "

Yan Ming explained in great detail. He was just short of describing the taste he had eaten in the past. After hearing what he said, the customers nearby all roughly knew what the thousand Zhang bun was.

It was not until the steamed buns were served that the customers saw the bowls-sized steamed buns. The White soup was clear, and the sparkling vermicelli was faintly visible. The yellow thousand-piece steamed bun was floating in the ocean Bowl, and the dark green scallions were embellished in it. The colors were distinct and clear, making it easy to see at a glance.

The ingredients were of distinct colors, and the milky white soup did not seem sticky. Instead, it looked very clear, which made the vermicelli and the steamed bun inside even more different.

"So this is just a bowl of buns."

It was the first time for many of the customers to see such a bun and how to eat it. Not only was the fragrance of the bun fascinating, but the appearance of the bun also made them feel relaxed and happy.

Most of the customers were already used to gaining more knowledge. If Yuan Zhou didn't let them gain more knowledge one day, they would feel uncomfortable.

Yan Ming, on the other hand, was quietly looking at the bowl of steamed buns in front of him. His heart was fluctuating. The familiar yet somewhat strange fragrance made him feel as if he had returned to his youth.

When the soft and tough steamed bun entered his mouth, the neither thin nor thick thousand Zhang looked particularly different because it was fully soaked in the soup. The slightly tough skin was bitten open to reveal the stuffing inside. It was a mixed filling with pork. The rich texture of the pork was mixed with the smell of the open ocean and the fragrance of the dried scallops that had been fermented over time. It was very delicious and moving.

"Oh."

The soup inside was a little hot, and Yan Ming almost got scalded when he didn't pay attention. But even so, he couldn't bear to open his mouth to take in the cold air to cool down, as he always felt that it would lose some of the flavor.

When the temperature of the filling was just right in the mouth, the fresh and delicious taste began to burst out with fresh vitality. Together with the rich bean fragrance of the qianzhang, they brought out the best in each other.

After tasting such a delicious taste after eating a steamed bun, Yan Ming ate the steamed buns one after another. Although they were not very big, they were filled with stuffing. The amount of each steamed bun was not small. Therefore, Yuan Zhou only put six steamed buns in his mouth.

However, every customer couldn't help but voice out the thoughts of all the customers in the restaurant after they finished eating. That was really too little. If it weren't for the vermicelli and soup, everyone would have had their opinions. This was deliberately not letting people eat their fill.

After eating the buns, the vermicelli entered everyone's field of vision. The shiny and soft vermicelli was very smooth. Because it had been cooked, it was very smooth to the naked eye. It was as if one could slip from head to tail with a touch. The slightly lustrous color added a lot of help to the appearance of the vermicelli.

"Yingluo, Yingluo."

Just like eating noodles, he sucked in a strand of vermicelli. The taste of the vermicelli soaked in the soup was rich and mellow. The taste of the soup stock stimulated the special fragrance of the vermicelli. It was soft and tender, smooth and delicious.

He ate a strand of glass noodles and drank a mouthful of soup. The combination was excellent, and the taste complemented each other. His whole body felt very comfortable. Yan Ming's face revealed an extremely relaxed expression. He felt as if his entire body and mind were soaking in a hot spring. It was warm and especially comfortable.

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