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He asked the obvious. If he could order three servings, how could he only order two servings if his wallet was not bleeding?

After asking that as usual, Yuan Zhou started to prepare.

Everything needed to be boiled and steamed in advance. Yuan Zhou looked at the change of the steam and counted the time. When the steam suddenly began to increase, he knew it was time and immediately began to get busy.

The predecessor of the pepper soup was actually derived from the theory of adding warm, fragrant, and dry drugs into food in "Taiping, beneficial to the people and pharmaceutical Bureau prescription."

The famous ones were naturally the Xiaoyao spicy soup from Yu Province and the meatball spicy soup from Qin province. It wasn't that Xiaoyao spicy soup was used in Yu Province or the meatball spicy soup was used in Qin province. It was just that these two were very famous and representative.

Yuan Zhou didn't cook the meatball pepper soup, but the pepper soup with the characteristics of Qin province. He added a lot of Qin province's special seasonings and vegetables. The taste was spicy and domineering. It was very good to remove some cold and humidity in such a rainy season.

"It smells better than the pepper soup I had. It also looks good." The tall and thin Yu Ding sat at the back of the front row, but it wasn't too late for him to get the pepper soup.

Su Ruoyan's movements were simply too fast. Before Yu Ding could even envy the steaming hot pepper soup in front of the person in front of him, his own had already arrived.

Yu Ding was a slightly famous potician. The porcelain that came out of his hands had a kind of natural charm, which also carried the rough and bold nature of the Central Plains people in his bones.

He had come out this time to pick suitable soil for a new idea. Although many times he could get some samples to choose from, Yu Ding was used to choosing on the spot.

Yu Ding thought that the geographical environment and weather conditions at that time might have affected the quality of the soil. It was an accident that he came to Chengdu and encountered master chef Restaurant. Today was his first meal at master chef Restaurant.

They had originally been attracted by the queue, but now they were attracted by the fragrance.

The pepper soup in front of him was in a rough white porcelain bowl. The color was a little dark and the soup was thick. The vegetables inside had been cut into the same size, with the same shape as the fingertips. The smell of the strong spiciness rushed straight to the tip of the nose, which was very attractive.

Even Yu Ding, a native of Yu Province, was attracted by the taste. He didn't look like a central Plainsman who grew up drinking spicy soup.

"The smell is strong but not pungent. It's spicy and sweet, and the viscosity is just right. This chef's skills are really good." Yu Ding sighed in a low voice.

He didn't even know that he was eating at the famous master chef Restaurant.

He had come to Taoxi road under the guidance of master flying finger. He said that there was a person called Yuan Zhou who was very skilled in ceramics. Yu Ding came to see Yuan Zhou and also to ask about the conditions of the soil in Chengdu. He planned to go there and have a look.

However, rice was also made of steel. Only when they arrived at Taoxi road did they realize that they had arrived too early. This person called Yuan Zhou probably hadn't opened his business yet. According to his habit, he chose a restaurant with the most people in line to eat.

Would there still be any dispute over which store had the most people in line on Taoxi road? Thus, Yu Ding accidentally entered master chef Restaurant to eat.

Yuan Zhou was picking out the Golden line oil towers one by one and placing them on a plate. He had no idea that someone was coming to discuss ceramic skills with him.

It was because master flying finger didn't expect Yu Ding to be in such a hurry to come to Taoxi road so early in the morning. Therefore, he planned to call Yuan Zhou to explain the situation to him after the breakfast time.

In the past, the golden thread oil tower was branded, so its color was golden and very dazzling. Hence, it had another name,"oil collapse." There was even a legend about Duan Wenxiang getting off his horse.

Nowadays, the oil tower with golden thread was steamed. Therefore, when it was taken out, its color was snow-white and delicate. The fine threads were laid on the plate like golden threads. Yuan Zhou made it of the right size. Four oil towers were placed on a rectangular plate, which was very appetizing.

At least, that was what Hu Qingshan thought.

"It's really like a golden thread. As expected of head chef Yuan. It seems like I was right. My cooking talent must have been delayed by programming. Sigh, it seems like it's a loss for the cooking world to lose me." Hu Qingshan sighed inwardly.

The baby face was full of regret and pride. He didn't know where he had seen his talent.

However, the Golden line oil tower that was highly praised by Hu Qingshan did live up to this reputation. It was indeed very beautiful. Not to mention the snow-white color, just the shape of the oil tower, which was slightly thicker than cotton thread, and the smooth and delicate threads, one could see the skill of the chef.

In addition, the sweet smell was very strong, forming a sharp contrast with the strong spicy pepper soup.

In fact, the common golden thread oil tower not only needed to be matched with almond syrup, but it also needed to be accompanied by acidic kimchi, sweet flour sauce, and white scallions to be eaten. Only then would it be more refreshing and tasty, with a unique flavor.

Most chefs did this because when making golden thread oil tower, they needed to use greasy things like lard to wrap the dough and knead it. Moreover, the fat scraped from the pig skin was more greasy, warm, and more saturated. It was more suitable to use to make golden thread oil tower, and the finished product was more oily and shiny. However, there were advantages and disadvantages, which was that it would be more greasy.

The golden thread oil Pagoda served in Yuan Zhou's restaurant didn't come with these messy ingredients. There was nothing else besides a bowl of pepper soup and a plate of golden thread oil Pagoda.

Hu Qingshan hesitantly looked at the oil tower that looked extremely good and was full of fragrance. He was a little hesitant. He didn't like to eat things that contained a lot of oil and meat, such as pork trotters and pork trotters. He didn't usually eat them because he was afraid of getting tired of them.

Now that the oil tower didn't match with anything else, Hu Qingshan's heart still thumped a little even though he knew it was made by Yuan Zhou.

It wasn't that he didn't have confidence in Yuan Zhou, but that he couldn't accept it physically.

Hu Qingshan looked at the people around him eating the oil Pagoda that looked delicious with relish. He didn't even drink the spicy Hu soup and directly ate two oil pagodas with an empty mouth. Just as he was about to eat the third one, he finally made up his mind to reach out his chopsticks and pick up an oil Pagoda.

Oh, to add on, the person next to him with his mouth full was Yu Ding. His attention had originally been attracted by the spicy pepper soup, but before he could eat it, he was distracted by the aroma of the oil tower, so he started eating from the oil tower and began today's breakfast.

When Hu Qingshan picked up the oil tower with his chopsticks, he realized that it really looked like a silk thread when placed on a plate, but when lifted, it really looked like a Pine Tower or a Pagoda. The shape was perfectly clear.

"Hiss, this skill alone is unparalleled in history. As expected of head chef Yuan. He is simply the top Chef in the culinary world." Hu Qingshan mumbled to himself and impatiently stuffed the golden thread oil Pagoda into his mouth.

It was loose and soft, smooth but not greasy. It didn't have the greasy feeling that Hu Qingshan had imagined. Instead, it had an indescribable fragrance that made people want to take a second bite after the first bite, and they couldn't stop at all.

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