Gourmet Food Supplier

Ding Shao had a deeper understanding of Cantonese cuisine than the others, but of course, he was not as good as a chef. He did not know how to cook, which was the kind of food that only knew how to eat.

"May I know what you need?" Su Ruoyan asked.

"I'll have a goose bun rice, a raw marinated goose, a plain goose, and a luohanzhai. Do you have all these dishes?" Ding Shao was a little embarrassed.

He hadn't finished looking at the menu in a short time, so he only ordered a few dishes that he had heard of or eaten before. These dishes were not common.

"We have all these dishes. Do you still want rice?" Su Ruoyan recalled quickly and at the end, she even looked at Yuan Zhou subconsciously. When she found him nodding his head, she immediately confirmed.

It wasn't that su Ruoyan wasn't doing her job properly, but the menu was really thick. In addition, the dishes that ding Shao had ordered today were all unfamiliar and unfamiliar.

Actually, su Ruoyan did not have to feel that she could not remember it. After some time, when there was Spain Food, the menu would be even thicker ...

"That's great. I'll have these dishes. No need for rice, thank you. " Ding Shao smiled happily.

"You're welcome," Hearing ding Shao's melodious voice, su Ruoyan unconsciously revealed a smile, then turned around to hand in the menu.

Ding Shao sat in his seat and looked forward to it very much. One should know that the goose and the Luohan house were her grandfather's signature dishes. They were basically eaten since they were young. She wanted to try the taste of the dishes cooked by the highly-praised Yuan Zhou.

"I wonder if Grandpa will be envious of me if he knows that I'm here to eat?" Ding Shao was secretly happy. He had a feeling that the fat old man would jump three feet high.

After all, he had heard Yuan Zhou's name from ding Shao's mouth many times. That was because ding Shao was busy with work and rarely went to visit his Grandpa. But he had heard about Yuan Zhou's name every time. It could be seen how often he talked about it.

Ding Shao had not only heard the name of Yuan Zhou and master chef Restaurant from the foodies but also from his conversation with his Grandpa. About one or two years ago, his Grandpa had joked that he would introduce her to this promising junior.

One liked to eat, and the other liked to cook. They were a perfect match, but ding Shao was busy at the time, so he turned them down. After that, they left it at that.

It was too late for ding Shao to see The Cake House when he was collecting information.

"You look even more imposing than Grandpa." Ding Shao stared at Yuan Zhou carefully and felt a little regretful in his heart.

The action that he thought was secretive couldn't be ignored by Yuan Zhou's sharp senses. After he found it was a little girl, he felt it was probably another fan. Therefore, he didn't pay much attention to it and continued to cook seriously.

Ding Shao supported his chin with one hand and could occasionally see Yuan Zhou's smooth and natural movements through the gaps between the customers "figures. He felt he was quite enjoying it.

"It's as natural as floating clouds and flowing water. It's like a painting." Ding Shao had seen such comments before and thought that they were a little exaggerated. However, after seeing them in person, he realized that she was also ignorant.

"Why is there such a huge gap between people? my senior brothers aren't ugly, but why can't they cook as well as boss Yuan? it's indeed a problem of people." Ding Shao felt that she had found the reason.

"Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling Ling"

Ding Shao's phone rang quietly. Because he had been at work, the volume was extremely low, and it was only obvious when there was a vibration.

Seeing the name displayed on the screen, ding Shao smiled widely. Xiu Bai immediately pressed the answer button.""Oh, President song, you actually have time to call me. Aren't you busy?"

His tone was naturally intimate and had a hint of a smile. Because they were in the store, he deliberately lowered his voice. However, with the good equipment, even if he used a teasing tone, it couldn't change his gentle voice.

"You brat, you're so rude. Is this how you talk to Grandpa?" The voice on the other end of the phone was full of anger.

"Hehe, Grandpa, don't be angry. Do you know where I'm eating right now?" Ding Shao pretended to be mysterious.

"You found something delicious? No, you're in Rong city now. Did you go to that little brat Yuan's place?" The voice on the other end seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and the volume of his voice instantly rose.

"Hahaha, you're right. I'm eating at master chef Restaurant." Ding Shao said with a smile.

"Since you're eating there, you should eat well. I'll be coming over in a while for business." The voice on the other end calmed down a little.

"I ordered grandpa's signature dish. I'll try it first and see who makes it better." Ding Shao said.

"Alright, you can try it first. I'll come and eat it later." He answered very quickly.

Although ding Shao was a little confused as to why his Grandpa was so easy to talk to today, a special and rich aroma attracted her attention. She hung up the phone after a few words with her Grandpa, and then looked straight ahead. Her food was here.

"He's so fast and smells so good. " Ding Shao wrinkled his nose, his eyes full of anticipation.

The first thing he saw was a small black claypot that was tightly covered. Its surface was fine and smooth, unlike the coarse ore of ordinary claypots. After all, it was not rice, so it did not need to be simmered like that. Therefore, the requirements for the claypot were different.

As for the fragrance that ding Shao smelled, it came from a small hole on the lid with a little heat rising up. It looked hot, but the temperature in the restaurant was pleasant, so he didn't feel hot at all. After all, Wu Hai had ordered the hotpot to eat before and it was very refreshing and not hot at all. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that he had a great appetite. The two of them swept a large area of dishes, letting people once again witness the strength of good-for-nothing number one and two.

Of course, ding Shao didn't know about this. After all, she was in the third batch and her attention was on the claypot. As she got closer, the fragrance became stronger.

"Swish"

He carefully opened the lid, and the rich aroma rushed straight to the tip of his nose. It was a mixture of the rich aroma of meat and the fresh smell of scallion, as well as other indescribable aromas. It simply made him drool just by smelling it.

The lid was opened, revealing the contents inside. There were green scallions, tiny pieces of meat, and seemingly very plump rice grains."It smells so good. This face value is really amazing." Ding shaoxiao sighed.

She had never eaten the authentic goose bun rice, but it didn't prevent her from being influenced by it. At first sight, she was conquered by the appearance of the rice, not to mention such a strong fragrance that even the gods couldn't resist.

He picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful of rice and put it in his mouth. MMM, a strong fragrance spread in his mouth. The first feeling was that it was fresh, and then the rice was very dry and cool, without the greasy feeling of ordinary fried rice. The fine and small goose meat, even if cut into very small pieces, did not affect its delicious taste at all. It was a little crispy on the outside, but tender on the inside. When eaten with the rice that was moderately soft and hard, there was no better match than this.

The chopped green onions added a touch of color to the fragrant and refreshing goose meat rice. Because the characteristic yellow-maned goose was chosen, it had a lot of oil, making it plump and fat. However, it was handled quite well. Not only did it not feel greasy, but it was also very refreshing and delicious. It was fat but not greasy.

"It's really delicious. No wonder it's praised by everyone." Ding Shao couldn't care about anything else. He ate the food happily, spoonful by spoonful.

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[Author's note: I'm hungry, emmm. I shouldn't be writing at this time.]