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As a master chef, Yuan Zhou should be able to eat and like all kinds of dishes, especially the dishes he cooked. The taste was absolutely superb. However, Yuan Zhou indicated that he really couldn't get used to the soybean milk.

It smelled almost the same as the pickled vegetables, but there was an indescribable smell to it.

If it wasn't for his wife's request for soy milk, he wouldn't have prepared it yesterday. The fried dough twist was very fragrant with soy milk. It was the same thing.

After getting a wife, Yuan Zhou indicated that he still needed to satisfy his wife's wishes at all times. That was the standard of a good husband.

Of course, even though he didn't like it, as the future master chef and the current Saint chef, Yuan Zhou was still very professional. He had to ensure that the dishes he made were absolutely authentic.

He took a deep breath and sniffed the smell. He knew that the soy milk was the most delicious. He immediately picked up the big white porcelain bowl and started serving it. Some ordered soy milk, some ordered soy milk, and some ordered both. No matter which one he ordered, Yuan Zhou remembered them clearly. While preparing, he placed the soy milk for each customer on the tray so that su Ruoyan could serve it to the customer.

When it was served to the customers, some people realized that their breakfast was different from others. It was not the difference between soy milk and soy milk, but something was missing.

He could bear anything, but he absolutely couldn't bear the lack of food.

He looked at his breakfast and Zheng Jiawei's breakfast and found that a palm-sized plate was indeed missing. Inside were some maroon silk-like things wrapped in fragrant sesame seeds, as if they were wearing flowery clothes. They should be salted vegetables, which were very different from the others.

"Compass, I told you to get one for each dish, but Jiawei only got one more than me. This is discrimination and a violation of the rules. As a compass, how can you do such a thing?"

Wu Hai revealed an expression of "you're heartless, you're rude, and you're being unreasonable", as if Yuan Zhou was a heartless rat. Seeing that, Yuan Zhou had goosebumps all over his body and rebelled collectively.

"They ordered a set. If you asked for both soy milk and soy milk, wouldn't you be satisfied?" Yuan Zhou said immediately.

He was afraid that Wu Hai could make an even scarier expression if he was a second late. Having just gotten married, Yuan Zhou indicated that he couldn't bear it.

"Then I'll have a set too. I'll have the pickled vegetables. It's pickled vegetables, right? I'll have one too."

Wu Hai didn't know what courtesy was at all. After getting the answer, he immediately ordered a serving. Anyway, he could eat anything, but he couldn't eat less food. That was not the Black Beast's type.

"Alright," he said. Yuan Zhou agreed readily.

The pickled vegetables were also within the scope of sauces, but not a dish. They could be ordered, but of course, they had to follow the rule of one serving per customer.

The others who didn't order a set but only ordered soy milk, soy milk, and soy milk began to ask for the pickled vegetables. The pickled vegetables were really beautiful.

"The color is bright red and lustrous. It's as fine as hair and doesn't stop. It has a rich sauce fragrance and a faint wine fragrance. It's indeed much better than the Maren gold threads of Liu Biju. It's perfect for making bean juice scorch marks." Old master tan Mingxin was filled with emotions.

From the very beginning, he had raised his expectation of Yuan Zhou to the highest. When the food was served and he smelled it, he knew that no amount of imagination and expectation was enough to describe the shock when the delicious food was served.

Most of the authentic people in the capital would pick up baked buns when eating the fried dough, and the horse hoof baked bun was one of the best ones. It was named so because it looked like horse hooves.

The surface was crispy and one side of it directly swelled and exploded, revealing a dark yellow shadow. The smell of oil assailed the nose, indicating the existence of the charred circle.

Not to mention the strong taste of the soy milk, which had been tempting Mr. Tan Mingxin's heart. After a second of hesitation, the old man decided to drink the soy milk first because his taste was too fragrant.

After smelling it again, tan Mingxin picked up the bowl and took a big gulp. The sour taste spread to the tip of his tongue. It was different from the sourness of the sour plum soup, but it had a fermented sour taste. It was really complicated, but this was the most authentic taste of soy milk. As the soy milk went down his mouth, his hot and impetuous heart immediately calmed down.

He picked up the horseshoes and took a bite. The outer layer was crisp, and the inside was very crisp after deep-frying. The taste of the charred rings matched the taste of the shaobing. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were the Golden partners.

As he ate, he felt that the taste in his mouth was too strong. He picked up a piece of golden sesame seed with his chopsticks. The salty fragrance was strong, with a hint of spiciness. It was very satisfying.

A mouthful of soy milk, a mouthful of burnt horse hooves, and a mouthful of golden sesame seeds. Tan Mingxin ate quite rhythmically, and the taste was rich with changes. It made people smile and very happy.

Although his assistant, Xiao He, had been in Beijing for many years, he was still very sensitive to soy milk. Therefore, he only ate soy milk with fried dough.

The thick and sweet soybean milk was a perfect match with the Horseshoe crab. It was very delicious, both wet and dry. Eating a few bites of the Horseshoe crab and then drinking a mouthful of soybean milk was simply like the life of a God.

"Rub your delicate hands into Jade, fry them in green oil until they are tender and deep yellow. Sleep in spring at night without restraint, suppress the gold of a Beauty's arm."

"No wonder the great writer Su Dongpo made an exception and wrote a poem for the advertisement. It turns out that the fried Coke is so delicious."

Xiao He sighed with emotion. Nowadays, there were not many people in the capital who could eat authentic charred circles. From the name of the charred circle, one could tell that the heat control was very important. If the fried circle was too deep, it would really be charred, and there would be a burnt taste in the mouth. The taste was not good. If the fried circle was too short, the heat control would not be enough, and it would always lose one or two flavors. Many people could not make the authentic taste.

Although Xiao He had been following tan Mingxin and had seen a lot, he had never eaten authentic fried dough sticks. The tan family's dishes really did not have these.

The authentic Beijing cuisine breakfast had completely conquered Grandpa tan Mingxin. If he wasn't so old, he might have wanted to acknowledge Yuan Zhou as his master on the spot. After all, in the cooking world, only the most accomplished would be his master. Yuan Zhou's cooking level was already much higher than his, so it was not a big deal for him to acknowledge Yuan Zhou as his master. However, he felt that Yuan Zhou wouldn't accept him even if he wanted to. After all, he was too old and definitely not as popular as young people.

"It would be great if head chef Yuan wasn't married. My granddaughter is also in her Prime. She's pretty and can be considered to be pleasing to the eye." Tan Mingxin secretly felt that it was a pity.

After breakfast, the old man didn't leave in a hurry. The Beijing cuisine should have been served on the menu, but he wouldn't go back until he had tasted other dishes. It wasn't that he wanted to test anything, but he felt that he would be making a wasted trip if he went back without eating Yuan Zhou's Beijing cuisine.

Moreover, he still had something to tell Yuan Zhou about the in-name disciple of Beijing cuisine. Therefore, he waited outside the restaurant for the business time to end.

An hour passed very quickly. After Yuan Zhou sent off the last customer, Grandpa tan Mingxin arrived in front of Yuan Zhou at a lightning speed.

"Good Morning, head chef Yuan. I am tan Mingxin. I hope you don't mind my sudden visit." Grandpa tan Mingxin was very humble.

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