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Although some were happy and some were sad, the hot pot draw still slowly came to an end.

The previous lucky draws had drained everyone's enthusiasm. Later, when it came to the drinking quota, although they were still very enthusiastic, the customers were a lot calmer. They were not as enthusiastic as they usually were, as if they wanted to stick it to the lucky draw box.

As for who the flower would fall to, one would know just by looking at the people surrounding them. These people were all trying to get favors. They wanted to eat and drink together, so it could be said to be very lively.

It was very lively outside the restaurant. Inside, Yuan Zhou was making the final preparations for breakfast.

Breakfast was Guokui Liangfen. As a famous specialty snack in Sichuan Province, almost every city had its own unique food Code. The taste was different, with strong regional characteristics.

Even if it was the same city, it would naturally be different due to the different geographical locations. The Guokui cold noodles prepared by Yuan Zhou today was made with the authentic Sanhui Guokui.

The Sanhui Guokui was divided into three types: beef Guokui, salt Guokui, and sugar Guokui. The three types could be eaten separately or with cold powder to increase the flavor. Of course, the sugar Guokui was usually eaten directly without taking anything with it. It belonged to the sweet taste.

The salt Guokui and the beef Guokui were the main ingredients of the cold noodles. Therefore, Yuan Zhou prepared these two kinds of Guokui today.

As the area of the kitchen was small, even with the help of the system's Black technology, the size of each kitchenware was strictly regulated. Therefore, the stove provided by the system this time was not very large. One stove could only cook the number of people who could eat once. In this way, it could ensure the best temperature when the Guokui entered the mouth and also allow Yuan Zhou to take a break.

Actually, there wasn't much work to prepare for the breakfast today. What Yuan Zhou was preparing was the breakfast for Yin ya. They had agreed to deliver it to her later. Therefore, he only prepared the beef Guokui and the fat rice noodle roll. This would take some time. Plus, he still had to eat, which made him seem a little busy.

"Di da"

When the minute hand pointed to 12 o' clock, the breakfast time officially started. Su Ruoyan opened the door to welcome the customers on time. Jiang Changxi lifted her feet and walked into the restaurant while Wu Hai and the others followed closely behind. Soon, they found their favorite seats and sat down.

As it was a special day today, they didn't calm down after they sat down. Instead, they bombarded Yuan Zhou with questions about the hotpot. They didn't need Yuan Zhou to give them any answers, but they were just used to talking to him whenever they had something to say.

She only stopped talking when breakfast was served.

Qu Yue was a local of Sanhui, so she smelled a familiar scent as soon as Guokui came up.

"It's been a long time since I've returned home and smelled something like this. " Qu Yue took a deep breath.

The fragrance of wheat and the slightly bitter fragrance unique to the Huang Jing Liangfen made her feel as if she had returned to her childhood, when she was still running around with her friends on the streets of Sanhui, playing with them.

When they were tired, they would call their friends to eat Guokui cold noodles, which was a top delicacy.

Ever since she came to work in Rong city, qu Yue had not been back to her hometown for a long time because of her work.

"I don't have any flights during this holiday. I'd better make time to go back to my hometown. At least there are some places worth visiting again." Qu Yue felt a sense of homesickness at the familiar smell.

Since she started working, she had been flying everywhere as an air stewardess. Even when she returned to Chengdu, she would either rest or come to the restaurant for a meal. Since she had no relatives in her hometown, she naturally did not want to go back. However, qu Yue felt that she could still go back now.

The alluring aroma pulled qu Yue's thoughts back, and she focused all her attention on breakfast again.

The surface was slightly charred yellow, and it was obvious that it was just right. The dark green Cooling powder that was slightly exposed was exceptionally beautiful against the red chili and green scallions.

Qu Yue reached out and took the Guokui. It was a little hot in her hand, and it was still steaming, but there was no heat at all at the side of the cold noodles, which formed a sharp contrast.

"Ka Cha!"

He took a bite. First, the crispy surface of the guotou was broken by his teeth with the heat and crispness. After the guotou was bitten deeper, a cool and slightly bitter taste entered his mouth along with the liangming. The slightly spicy coldness and the wheaty guotou combined together. It was soft and tough, and the cold and hot alternated. It was simply a combination of Ice and Fire. The taste was wonderful beyond words.

The addition of the chili made the bland Liangfen even more colorful. The salt pot helmet had a slightly numbing and spicy taste, which made it even spicier. Of course, this spiciness was acceptable to qu Yue.

"Boss Yuan is still as awesome as ever." Every time she came for a meal, qu Yue would sigh with emotion.

As a Sichuanese, qu Yue had come up with a new way of accepting the spiciness of every dish.

Ordinary people didn't like chillies and preferred light ones. Some people had strong tastes and liked very spicy ones, or they had a moderate taste and liked normal spiciness. At least, they had a fixed taste.

However, it was troublesome for qu Yue. She had different requirements for each dish. For example, she liked the spicy chicken to be sweet and less spicy, but she liked the spicy pickled fish. It would be best if it could be very spicy.

Every time she went out for a meal, it was a painful thing for qu Yue, because even if she told the chef, the food might not be to her liking.

However, ever since she came to master chef Restaurant to eat, qu Yue no longer had such a problem. For example, the Guokui cold noodles were very much to her liking.

Of course, compared to other people's dishes, hers was definitely spicier, but this was the extent to which qu Yue liked it, so she was very satisfied.

"Ka Cha, ka Cha." In just a few moments, the big pot helmet was in her stomach. Qu Yue licked her lips as if she had not had enough. She suddenly had a feeling that she had not eaten anything just now. Otherwise, why would she be so hungry?

However, when he saw the steaming Guokui lying quietly on the plate, he felt a little better.

Qu Yue looked at the second Guokui carefully and found that it was different from the first one. At least, the cold bean jelly was different. The first one was obviously mixed with chili, but for this one, except for the dark green cold jelly cut into the thickness of a finger and piled up in the Guokui about the length of an index finger, there were no traces of other spices.

"This should be the beef Guokui that boss Yuan mentioned, right?" Qu Yue muttered to herself.

What she had just eaten was obviously the signature salt Guokui in Sanhui Guokui. Qu Yue had been eating since she was a child, so she naturally had a deep impression of it. She rarely ate beef Guokui.

He immediately became interested. He picked up the Guokui and looked at it carefully. He found that there was no seasoning, so he took a bite.

It was different from the salt pan helmet from before. When he bit into it, it wasn't just crunchy. The outer layer was crunchy, but the inside was soft. There were also beef grains mixed in. Although they were small, they were juicy and juicy. When he bit into them, the juice would burst out, making it impossible to ignore their existence.

Compared to the soft interior, the cool and bitter cold noodles had a different texture when they met the rich gravy, which was very novel.

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