It's not the first time to come to Huaxia, but every time he says he eats Singaporean food, Qiao Hongtao will find that the basic name is the same, and then the taste is very different, some can be a bit authentic, and some are purely Chinese food.

It's not Qiao Hongtao's mouth, but as a Baba who grew up as a snack Nyonya dish, the most authentic Singaporean dish in his mind is definitely Nyonya dish.

Naturally, you can't eat anything authentic in the interior of China. This is normal, because Qiao Hongtao knows that the country itself has too much food.

However, Qiao Hongtao's expression is looking forward, which is to face Jiang Changxi's words.

Jiang Changxi is an expert and naturally sees something coming, but she is confident about the little man Boss Yuan, at least no one can cook.

So although she saw that Qiao Hongtao didn't take it seriously, she still didn't say anything. She liked to see people conquered by food and never seen the world.

When Qiao Hongtao felt that his patience was running out of queues and wanted to find something to divert his attention, dinner time finally began.

Because it was at the forefront, when Su Ruoyan said to start, Jiang Changxi headed in and went in.

"Boss Yuan, good evening." Jiang Changxi greeted Yuan Zhou.

Because now Yuanzhou is no longer a single dog, it is impossible to drive or make fun of anything.

There is a saying that if a man drives a car in front of a woman, it basically proves that the man has a feeling for the woman, but if a girl drives a car in front of the man, it is basically that the brothers are sitting.

This is not necessarily true. Anyway, Jiang Changxi is very careful. Now that she is more acquainted with Yin Ya, she pays more attention. Of course, every time she speaks, she is used to raising the ending.

Yuan Zhou nodded blankly. He was very accustomed to Jiang Changxi talking. It was not a joke that he was completely paralyzed.

"Boss Yuan is good." Wu Yungui also greeted with a smile.

Followed by Qiao Hongtao who also followed the village and said hello to Yuanzhou, looking at the young face that could not be concealed even with a mask on, and the sense of expectation fell again.

But the people in the business are doing a good job on the surface. What they think is not important, as long as they don't show it.

There is really reason to suspect that Jiang Changxi and Wu Yungui specially found someone who did not know Yuanzhou and came to the restaurant to eat.

After all the diners who came in sat down, Jiang Changxi sat on the chair with his head on the side, tilting his head and shouting Su Ruoyan: "Little swallows come here and order food."

Compared with Jiang Changxi's lazy look, Wu Yungui is much more reliable. He directly picked up the menu and turned to the first page with Singaporean cuisine, and handed it to Qiao Hongtao: "Mr. Qiao can first see what he wants to eat. The menu Anything can be ordered."

It still seems very cooperative, at least it won't make Qiao Hongtao puzzled.

"I want a fried milk, a phoenix reincarnation, a stuffed mud carp, and a litchi gourd meat first to have these dishes." Jiang Changxi recently eats Cantonese cuisine, the taste is relatively light.

Recently, Wu Yungui was interested in Hunan cuisine for ten minutes, so I ordered Hunan cuisine: "One chop pepper fish head, one taste shrimp, one Dongan chicken, one fish meal, and one steamed steamed meat."

But Qiao Hongtao is buried in the menu. I did not expect that the Singaporean dishes in the menu are too complete. Many dishes are honestly in his own memory. Few restaurants will do it now, and I don’t know how to write it. Whether the chef is too confident, or the craftsmanship is too good, it is difficult to judge before eating.

"What do you want to order?" Su Ruoyan asked Qiao Hongtao for a long time without speaking.

After hearing the question, Qiao Hongtao seemed to wake up as if dreaming: "I want a big tree pineapple caramel stewed egg, a fried bun, and an Asian pork with another Nyonya cake."

"Please wait." Su Ruoyan remembered later.

Then he handed the menu to Yuanzhou who was waiting at the side of the partition.

Seeing that Yuan Zhou was about to enter the kitchen to start cooking, Jiang Changxi seemed to suddenly remember something: "Boss Yuan doesn't know that your Mibai has been made up?"

You have to know that since taking Mibai to make this dish, Jiang Changxi has been working hard to find a cooked rice food that Yuanzhou can't make, and the relationship with the chef **** shop is the spirit of the queen.

Up to now, it seems to be pure looking for abuse. There is nothing Yuanzhou will never do, but she still enjoys it.

It is also a blessing to discover many new and uncommon rice products.

"What do you want to eat?" Yuan Zhou asked directly.

"Is it true that I heard rice can boil sugar?" Jiang Changxi said.

Soybeans, sesame seeds, peanuts can boil oil, sugar cane, beet, malt are also common, but now it is too much to say that rice can boil sugar?

Wu Yungui's ears were erected, and he planned to listen to it. He hadn't heard of it, but Qiao Hongtao next to him felt fresh.

"Yes, you can only make confectionery." Yuan Zhou said concisely.

Rice boiled sugar is known in Yuanzhou. Although it hasn’t been made yet, it is theoretically feasible. It needs to add some malt as a raw material. Strictly speaking, rice can only be made with rice, but it is the same as the rice. The same with Wufanye, in fact, the mash can only be regarded as seasoning here, so Yuanzhou still counts it as Mibaili.

"Huh, it turns out that rice can really make sugar, don't know if it can boil oil?" Wu Yungui opened his brain.

Qiao Hongtao is thinking about the taste of rice boiled sugar. I don't know if it's good or not, it's not sweet enough.

And Jiang Changxi's focus is different. She knows something about this vaguely, but she is not sure, but now she is quite certain, because she has the authority to stamp it.

"Then this needs to be booked in advance?" Jiang Changxi said.

"Fermentation is required, and it must be set a week in advance." Yuanzhou said.

"That fat man, does boss Yuan have it here?" Jiang Changxi asked.

This is not difficult, but curious. In fact, rice fat is not much different from popcorn. In some places, even popcorn is directly called rice fat.

I didn’t ask myself, but when I was chatting with a little friend some time ago, the other party said that they have basically never seen rice fat, popcorn, and popcorn sugar are everywhere, but unfortunately, rice fat, rice fat sugar is basically gone. , A little sorry.

"This also needs to be booked in advance." Yuanzhou said directly.

Superb cooking skills are so self-confident, as long as the food has appeared, Yuanzhou feels that it can't be made. If there is... well, sorry.

"Then help me make a reservation." Jiang Changxi directly motioned to Su Ruoyan on the side to record.

Solved the problem of Jiang Changxi, Yuan Zhou immediately went to the kitchen to start cooking.

Qiao Hongtao's position can clearly see Yuanzhou's movements, so the next time, he was directly scared.

Although she was born in a Nyonya family and is an authentic Baba, Nyonya dishes are passed from woman to man, and Qiao Hongtao really cannot cook.

It’s not that cooking is not blind. Just seeing Yuanzhou’s hands rising and falling, the whole chicken on the cutting board immediately became very obedient and became a piece of it. The size was basically the same after glaring.

Just looking at the rude actions just now, I absolutely can't think of the meticulous work that came out of my hands, but the facts are in front of me, so I have to believe.

"It seems that the culinary skills that can attract Wuhai really have their own uniqueness." The expectation value in Qiao Hongtao's heart gradually increased.

Jiang Changxi and Wu Yungui are also observing Qiao Hongtao without trace.

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