Gourmet Food Supplier

The only thing that comforted Zuozuo was that there were more dishes ordered, and if they were not enough, they could order more. Second senior brother had said before that he would treat them today and they could order whatever they wanted.

In the past, the little sister wouldn't fight with the second brother for food. But now, in front of boss Yuan's dishes, the shyness and restraint didn't exist.

The reason why it still existed was definitely because it wasn't cooked by Yuan Zhou.

The two of them were extremely fast, but regardless of whether it was the crispy fat of the pig head, the delicious lean meat, or the tender taste of the long fish, they all enriched the entire mouth, making it impossible for people to stop eating.

Even though the speed was extremely fast, it didn't prevent him from enjoying this feast of taste.

The pink meatball head melted in his mouth. It was so fresh, sweet, and delicious that it made people feel as if they could feel the brilliant and colorful cultural heritage of Yangzhou ... The latter part was purely thought of after eating. If they were still hungry after eating, they would not have thought of this.

After experiencing a series of feasts, Gao Hui did not feel tired at all. He felt that he could even finish a whole cow in front of him. It was really delicious and appetizing. It did not have the greasy feeling of satiety that other chefs had when they ate.

This was also the reason why the diners of master chef Restaurant always wanted to eat even when their stomachs were full to the point of bursting.

"This salted duck must be the Osmanthus duck. It's full of flavor, fat but not greasy. It's definitely the best of the Jinlin salted duck." Gao Hui only spat it out when he felt that the bones were tasteless.

If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't swallow it, he would have swallowed the bone. The salted duck from master chef Restaurant was not only delicious in terms of meat but also the taste of the bones. People often commented that the food was tasteless.

Gao Hui felt that this was a textbook.

"It's definitely the Osmanthus duck. Boss Yuan's ingredients are well-known for being the best. No matter what it is, it's the best. " Zuozuo proudly raised her chin and said.

"Indeed. After eating so many dishes, the taste is indeed quite good, and the ingredients are also quite good." Gao Hui agreed.

In his heart, he also silently recorded these materials in order to perfect his work. He was here to collect materials anyway, so he had to record them carefully.

However, Speaking of which, everything couldn't be just based on imagination. It still needed practice.

"I need to think about some lines. Speaking of which, I've thought of another burden." Gao Hui had a smile on his face.

The name of the duck was not because of the Osmanthus inside it, but because the duck's juice before and after the osmanthus flowers bloomed was fat and delicious. It was the best time to eat the meat, so it was called the Osmanthus duck.

Although the salted duck provided by Yuan Zhou didn't have the fragrance of Osmanthus, the closer it was to the bones, the more it emitted a faint fragrance. Although it was light, it was very long-lasting. This was also the reason why Gao Hui chewed the bones and absorbed the fragrance without caring about his image.

Gao Hui didn't know the reason. He only knew that the duck was delicious. On the other hand, Yuan Zhou had been flaunted when he took the duck to cook. As for what to eat and drink, there was no need to elaborate. Although the duck was even more carefree than Yuan Zhou, Yuan Zhou indicated that no matter how carefree it was, it was still an ingredient that could only be served on the dining table. There was nothing wrong with that.

After the two of them finished eating the salted duck, the last dish left was the main course, Zuozuo's yang Chun noodles and Gao Hui's egg fried rice.

Yang Chun noodles, as its name suggested, was noodles. In Jiangsu cuisine, apart from Gusu, where noodles were eaten as a ritual, the most famous dish was probably Yang Chun noodles from Yangzhou.

There were many historical legends, and it was rare for it to be a clear soup and smooth noodles. However, from these, one could also see that the taste of Yang Chun noodles was extremely good.

Yang Chun noodles lived up to its reputation. The color of the soup was slightly maroon, and it didn't look pure white. However, it looked particularly beautiful when paired with the snow-white noodles and the green scallions.

The rich fragrance of the scallion drilled into his nostrils. It was obvious that he couldn't wait to put it in his mouth for someone to eat.

Gao Hui looked at the bowl of noodles and felt tempted. Actually, it wasn't really that good because there was no meat or eggs. It was just the most traditional noodles with soup and scallions. However, just looking at it made him want to eat it.

He didn't know if it was because the fragrance was too strong or because the overall appearance was too high, but even the smell of the scallion that he usually found unbearable was so cute in Gao Hui's eyes.

Gao Hui also felt embarrassed. Forget about the dishes, but for the main course, a man snatching a girl's noodles, even if they were senior and junior, was too intimate. Fortunately, his egg-fried rice was served.

As a classic dish of the small restaurant, the egg-fried rice was definitely the main dish. The moment it was served, the rich egg fragrance firmly attracted Gao Hui's attention. The clear golden grains of the fried rice made people feel as if they were glowing. It was hard not to notice it.

As a result, the senior brother and Junior Sister, one holding chopsticks and the other a spoon, began to eat.

"Yingluo, Yingluo."

The noodles were sucked into her mouth with a single chopstick. It was chewy and smooth. This was the first feeling that Zuozuo had. Next, she felt the fragrance of the scallion and the rich taste of the soup stock.

The chewy noodles and the fragrant soup gave people great enjoyment. After a few mouthfuls of noodles and a mouthful of soup, the thickness was just right. However, Zuozuo didn't stop eating at all.

As for Gao Hui, he was also immersed in the delicious egg-fried rice. Only after he finished eating did he realize that there was no spring onion in the egg-fried rice.

Although Gao Hui would eat such a delicious egg-fried rice without any hesitation even if there were onions in it, the main point was that there were no onions.

"Little Junior Sister, do you think head chef yuan can really know that I don't eat scallions?"

Although the truth was right in front of him, Gao Hui still felt that it was unbelievable.

The dishes were delicious. That wasn't a problem. One would always have a chance to reach that level if they studied hard. Although it was probably impossible for them to reach Yuan Zhou's level in this life and they didn't know if they could have a chance in their next life if they saved up money, there was always a little hope no matter how much money they had.

However, wasn't it a little too fantasizing to be able to know your preferences and taboos at a glance without even knowing you?

Even though he had experienced the baptism of Yuan Zhou's culinary skills, Gao Hui still found it hard to believe this fact. Was there really such a person in the world who had a human skin like him who could do such a thing?

"Of course. Boss Yuan is very awesome. Otherwise, how could he be called Yuan Yafeng?" Zuozuo had now become a fangirl of Yuan Zhou.

"What you said makes sense." Gao Hui said thoughtfully.

Indeed, this was the only explanation. It wasn't strange for someone with the best cooking skills in Asia to have some strange and inexplicable characteristics, right?

As Zuozuo was going to talk to Yuan Zhou about the audition on the stage tomorrow night, she didn't leave immediately after dinner. Instead, she waited outside for the business time to end.

Naturally, Gao Hui also stayed with the excuse of taking care of his Junior Sister. As for the plan of talking to Yuan Zhou in person, he was still planning it very hard in his heart.

There was no better way to collect materials than to talk to Yuan Zhou in close proximity.

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