Wang Hong’s mouth was still whispering and roasting chicken wings, but this did not affect his new pancake fruit and fried loin.

Yuanzhou this time placed a flat and round pancake pot on the glass table in front of everyone, and a golden fat tumbling fryer.

Because it is now business hours, everyone only smells the smell of air. In short, it smells nothing. The system is the air purification black technology that is delayed by food.

The speed of cooking in Yuanzhou was as fast as ever. Soon, Wang Hong’s pancake fruit did not need onions and fried ridges.

The squareness of the pancake fruit is smaller than the one sold outside, and it looks like a child, eating a good amount of breakfast.

The golden egg skin fried on the half of the pancake fruit is evenly wrapped in the pastry, with black sesame seeds on it, and the hot aroma of the fried egg.

The fried ridge on the side is beautiful brown red, with a shiny luster on it, sprinkled with red paprika, smelling a strong aroma of fried meat and chili noodles.

"It smells good." Wang Hong said a word, then he was picky in the heart and compared with the chicken wings, and then decisively chose the roast chicken wings.

But he was not slow on his hands, and he took a bite directly from the oil paper on the plate and picked up the pancake fruit.

"Oh, a little hot." Wang Hong couldn't help but snorted, but the next moment he closed his mouth.

Because one bite the complex and rich fragrance of the pancake fruit, it suddenly burst into the mouth, making people instantly shine.

Wang Hong first bite a pancake and sauce, and did not eat the ingredients inside, because this bite is small.

But this is the mouth that instantly shocked Wang Hong's taste buds.

Rich omelet aroma, but a little bit of greasy fried eggs, with the above-mentioned layer of mung bean fried pancakes have a clear fragrance, the aroma of fried eggs plus the aroma of mung bean crepes, then mixed slightly With the scent of sesame oil and the sweetness of the savory sauce, and the spicy taste of the silk, it is a feast of taste buds in the mouth.

"Hey." Wang Hongben wanted to say delicious, but in the end he held back, just biting a pancake again.

This time Wang Hong bite a big bite.

"嚓嚓" This is the crisp sound of the crispy clams in the pancakes being bitten.

Followed by this sound is the subtle crispy sound of the outer fritters, fried soft eggs with fragrant mung bean crepes, crispy glutinous rice, and warm and slightly flexible fritters, this pancake The fruit is that Wang Hong can't help but admire.

"It's so delicious." Wang Hong didn't eat the chicken wings and swollen the air. Occasionally eating a pancake fruit is not bad.

Wang Hong was full of only the delicious fruit of the pancakes, so he ate his eyes and finished the whole pancake fruit.

"This is too little, it is enough to put a bottom." Wang Hong looked at the clean oil paper on his hand.

"There are no sesame seeds left, and this is too clean." Wang Hong looked carefully, and some disgusted.

But soon Wang Hong didn't have the heart to think about anything else. There are two new dishes tonight, and there is another one waiting for him to taste.

Thinking this way, Wang Hong immediately turned his eyes to the fried loin.

The fried tenderloin is like a kebab that was eaten as a child. A string of two pieces of meat, each of which has the size of a palm of a girl, is evenly thick, and can clearly see the texture of the meat.

Look carefully and you can see the slightly burnt yellow on the top, as well as a layer of oily grease and bright chili noodles, not to mention eating is to look at the fragrance.

Wang Hong did not hesitate to pick up a string, Zhang Dazui bite the meat, the right hand pulls, a piece of tenderloin is directly eaten into the mouth.

In fact, when Wang Hong had just bitten the meat, he left his subconscious left hand on his chin. There was no reason for him, but the meat was too tender.

A bite up the gravy directly in the mouth, the rich flavour and rich gravy make Wang Hongsheng afraid of dripping onto the ground, this has the subconscious movement.

"Oh, oh, oh," the meat is simply incredible when chewing, but with the taste of the meat itself, the incredible, but with a kind of chewyness of the meat itself, plus a hot chili noodle mix. The aroma of fried, after a while, the two fried ridges all entered Wang Hong’s stomach.

"This is too little, and the two strings are not enough to taste." Wang Hongyi still licked his mouth, his eyes aimed at Yuanzhou, who was seriously spreading pancakes.

"Yuan Boss can only order one." Wang Hong quickly got up and ran to the side of the partition in front of Yuanzhou.

"Well, yes." Yuanzhou nodded.

"One copy, I just ordered that there is no chopped green onion. Now I order a chopped green onion." Wang Hongdao: "Then I want to add the chili powder to the fried loin, and now I want to add the chili powder. Give me a copy."

As soon as this was said, the diners who had already finished eating had turned their eyes.

Heart, is there such an operation?

"If the pancake fruit is green onion, and the original taste, you can do this according to the rules, but unfortunately not." Yuanzhou is a serious saying: "And if the fried tenderloin is spicy and original, it can be, but still not."

Nothing wrong, since the last three breakfast experiments failed, the degree of chicken thief in Yuanzhou has risen again, and every time you speak, you will consider it clearly.

Previously he asked "I would like to add no chopped green onion" and "do not add chili powder". No problem is not two flavors.

Wang Hong was lost, and he sighed and left: "Hey, fried ridges and pancakes have no delicious chicken wings, and they don't eat enough."

The diners on the side heard this and couldn't help but smile coldly, saying that they would eat as if they were grilled.

"Don't talk about conscience." Wuhai took the background of Wang Hong's departure, and the black beast waited for him to solve the unfinished things. He knew that there was no left sesame.

The beast went home with Wu Lin and Zheng Jiawei.

"哟哟切克闹, pancake fruit comes in a set, Yuan boss, I have always had a big pancake fruit, can you satisfy me." This diner loves pancake fruit, so it is his turn to sing directly. .

"There is nothing else." Yuanzhou replied simply.

Big perfection is nothing, like what kind of meat, potato, sausage, etc., in fact, too much will lose the original taste of pancake fruit.

The diners are all two points. There are several sister papers together, saying that since Yuan Boss has a nightingale, they have already gained a lot of weight.

To restrain it, you can't get fat any more. That's what you said, but it's all about the same loin and pancake fruit.

The nightingale was over in a busy day. After watching Maoye leave, Yuanzhou went to the second floor to wash.

On the second floor opposite him, there is still movement at this time.

"Viagra, what happened to him." Although Wu Lin is quite abandoning Wuhai from language to action, once she has something, she is still very worried. After all, she is a brother, although she has been playing since she was a child, but that is also Dear.

After Wuhai returned from the kitchen shop and finished the pancake fruit and fried pork loin, it was like this, and some were dull.

Use an old adjective, like a lost soul, staring straight at the paper, and then no matter what you call, you will wave with a pen in the middle, just like coming out of Harry Potter. The wizard is average.

This state has been close to an hour, Wu Lin can not suspect that there is a problem with the nightingale, Yuan boss's thing is the security guarantee, so I asked Zheng Jiawei who knows Wuhai best.

"This is a small sea painting that has entered a stage of insufficiency, and then it will enter its own world, so it will be very memorable, basically it is inaudible." Zheng Jiawei said.

"It turned out to be no inspiration." Wu Lin asked with a sigh of relief: "It used to be rare to see him."

“There is less such a situation in Xiaohai, because Xiaohai once decided to draw, it is all inspirational, so this situation rarely occurs.” Zheng Jiawei explained: “I was the second time in my impression that the last time I painted it. The deputy "Female Official" was called the modern Vladimir in the European art scene."

Wu Lin could not help but nod. Her brother is painting. She knows that many famous painters have some quirks when painting. For example, a painter must drink alcohol, not drunk and not paint. There is really a reason. Suspicion, what he wants to draw, and what he draws are two different things.

"How long does it take for Viagra to last?" Wu Lin asked.

"It’s been going on, if you don’t think of new inspiration.” Zheng Jiawei replied: "This painting shows that Xiaohai’s reputation should be able to rise to the next level."

Ulin thinks of the most direct question: "Do he want to eat like this?"

"The last time I was hungry for two days." Zheng Jiawei said that he did not eat, but then added: "But last time a few years ago, Yuan Boss did not open a shop, Xiaohai did not find a shop with appetite, this time Not necessarily."

Wu Lin’s logic is also relatively simple. If she doesn’t eat anything, she looks forward to watching Zheng Jiawei: “Is there any way for Viagra to create inspiration?”

This requirement is too high. Inspiration can't be seen and can't be touched. It's hard to find it. What's more, it's made for others. When Wu Lin says this, she knows that she has some strong people, and she can't help but laugh.

I know that Zheng Jiawei really has a way. He said: "I will be satisfied with Xiao Lin’s request."

"I will call first." Zheng Jiawei touched the phone, did not know who dialed the phone, probably said ten minutes, things are fixed.

“Xiaohai likes Taoxi Road very much.” Zheng Jiawei said: “I also like Taoxi Road very much, a home is warm, a shop is warm, but a street gives a warm feeling, it is really rare.”

Zheng Jiawei said: "Xiaohai often said that the kitchen **** shop is his material library. I remember that Xiaohai never looked down at the kitchen **** shop and Taoxi Road."

Looking down? Ulin looked at her and she seemed to understand something.

Zheng Jiawei said his plan: "I have ordered a helicopter. At night, I have a bird's eye view of the Kitchen God Shop and Taoxi Road. I should have some touch after reading it."

Can still operate like this, Wu Lin was shocked by Zheng Jiawei's handwriting.

"Xiao Lin has to trouble you." Zheng Jiawei said.

Wuhai is in a state of selflessness, Zheng Jiawei's voice is a little small, and Wu Lin is the most suitable.

I saw Wu Lin’s full-fledged shouting and awakened Wuhai.

Wu Hai looked at Wu Lin with a stern look, and the two little beards were pulling, as if they had been robbed of the bitter melon.

Zheng Jiawei took the opportunity to tell Wuhai on the helicopter to look at the kitchen **** shop.

"Oh, this idea is very good." Wuhai eyes became bright and came to the interest.

"Now? When does the helicopter come, where is the plane?" Wuhai is not stupid. Naturally, it is necessary to know whether the helicopter is docked or not. It is impossible to take the road on Taoxi.

"Helicopters are low-altitude flights. Although they do not need to apply for routes, they must apply to the air traffic control department. There are no special circumstances and they need to apply one day in advance." Zheng Jiawei explained.

The special case refers to the rescue and rescue. It is possible to apply for a temporary flight one hour in advance. Anyway, it does not touch the helicopter.

Zheng Jiawei said: "I have already called to apply, and I will be able to make it tomorrow morning."

Wuhai muttered and waited for tomorrow, bowed his head and decided to lie down in bed a few minutes later, ready to sleep.

"Xiao Lin, let's go, Xiaohai is going to sleep." Zheng Jiawei took Ulin to leave, and then took the door to Wuhai.

The next day.

It is a sunny day, and Yuanzhou is still early. His daily routine is very regular.

Take off your pajamas and put on your sportswear, ready to go out for a morning run.

However, before washing, Yuanzhou stared at an a4 paper on the table and watched it for a long time. This is what he wrote yesterday, a total of two.

The first content: [I have a trip to Hangzhou, so I am here for a day off. ]

The second content: [There is something to go to Hangzhou, so breakfast and lunch are closed here. ]

As an inviting person, Yuanzhou must send an invitation to Wang Laozi on the spot.

Because in any case, Wang Laozi belongs to the predecessors of the predecessors, and the etiquette that must be given must be.

From Chengdu to Hangzhou, it took more than five hours to go, and it was only in the air, as well as waiting time and other time spent.

The most ideal state is to get up at 7 o'clock after getting up at 10 o'clock, then meet with Wang Lao to discuss the matter, then take the plane back to Rongcheng at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, so that only two meals will be delayed.

But this is the most ideal state, and the plane is not too late to be guaranteed by God.

The changes that took place in Yuanzhou did not find out. He tried to take time off three years ago, and all the strange reasons were found out.

But now, Yuanzhou is avoiding leave to the greatest extent.

Until the end of the lunch, Yuanzhou still did not put the a4 paper on the door. After all, it took a long time to take the leave... It’s still a dog’s life.

I will say it in a few days.

In the afternoon break, Zhang Wei called Yuanzhou.

After saying hello on the phone, Yuanzhou opened the door and asked: "What is Zhang’s president?"

"Tomorrow is the Youth Chefs Conference. I want to know if there is a judgement center?" Zhang Wei is also one of the three judges in the finals tomorrow.

Every celebrity chef has its own preferences, just like Zhou Shijie is more important, Zhang Wei is heavy.

Generally speaking, they all score by virtue of their own preferences, but some games have themes, such as knife workers, and so on. So Zhang Wei calls to ask, there is no theme in the final evaluation.

Yuanzhou replied: "The four chefs who arrived in the finals have one that they are good at, so there is no theme. Zhang’s personal preference is."

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