Because I wanted to prepare breakfast for Yin Ya, I also picked up a portion for myself by the way, so I didn't eat the breakfast of "diners".

This was the first time Yuanzhou had breakfast in a small shop, but there were also 100 servings, which should be considered good news for diners.

"Great, there is meat to eat this morning." Wu Hai leaned on the door with a beaming smile.

I can't wait for the whole body to be embedded, a bit more exaggerated than usual, you can see the excitement of Wu Hai.

"Do you eat meat buns today?" Wang Hong guessed behind.

"No, Haige meant to eat meat today, not steamed buns." Mao Xiong explained.

Of course, this explanation is almost the same as if there is no explanation. The buns also have meat. It feels that it is still difficult for people to communicate with beasts. Wang Hong is already thinking about whether to learn a beast language or something.

It seems to be very popular now, Wuhai meeting, Yuanzhou meeting, Zongmo meeting, should he catch up with this fashion?

"Probably Roujiamo or Lamb Paomo?" Hu Qingshan also came early this time, just behind Wang Hong.

Because of the friendship of watching the fighting between the two girls with Wang Hong, the two of them are still a little friendship.

"What you said makes sense. This is meat." Wang Hong thought for a while.

There is too little meat in steamed buns. For Wuhai, it is not much different from vegetarian dishes. It is indeed not meat.

"It's not those, it should be porridge." Wu Hai sniffed affirmatively.

"That's mostly meat porridge." Wang Hong directly concluded the conclusion.

The child Chen Xing was just behind Hu Qingshan. Although he was still not convinced when he heard these words, he had not forgotten the last time he slapped his face.

I still feel puzzled that Wuhai can accurately guess the content of the breakfast, but the last time is vivid.

"Am I really not suitable for the job of rice bucket?" Chen Xing doubted himself.

This is a bit of a big blow to him who is determined to win the golden rice bucket of the small shop.

"If he still guesses this time for breakfast, I will fight for the second best shop. This should be easier." Chen Xing made a decision in his heart.

Mao Xiong and Yu Daoyi expressed their offense.

Speaking of Yu Daoyi, I haven't been to the small shop for a long time recently, and I didn't see him even when he was serving new dishes and monthly vegetarian banquet, because this guy took the little Dao Tong out to practice.

Before leaving, he had another fight with Wu Hai, no, it was a match, of course Yu Daoyi was still defeated.

Yu Daoyi felt that only relying on practice with Dao Tong or thinking about it on his own could not satisfy the increasingly evolving black beast. He had to go out to find opportunities, in case he wins any legacy from the predecessors, slurs... Anyway, he is seeking a breakthrough.

I don't know how shocking Yu Dao will become when he comes back.

On the other hand, Wuhai is not worried at all.

He felt that Yu Daoyi couldn't catch up with him, but he still recognized Yu Daoyi's potential.

"Crack"

After Su Ruoyan arrived, she skillfully opened a half-opened door from the outside. Although she was only standing outside and unable to see Yuanzhou's movements inside, it also indicated that breakfast was about to begin, and everyone was very excited.

"Still no smell." Chen Xing sniffed vigorously, very frustrated.

You said that you can't smell it through the door, but now that you don't smell it after opening the door, you're very sorry.

"Little Swallow, it's almost time for breakfast, open the door for everyone to come in." Yuan Zhou looked at the time and said.

At this time, the three casseroles were already tumbling with masses of meat and flowering porridge. They looked very tempting, not to mention the fragrant flavor came out. Yuanzhou felt that his stomach was a little bit after drinking the two bowls of porridge. hungry.

"Okay, boss." Su Ruoyan answered and moved quickly to open the door.

"Breakfast time, please come in for the first eighteen diners."

Su Ruoyan’s words are the same as the imperial edict. Only when the words started, Wu Hai took the lead and ran in with the bear. The next one followed. Basically Su Ruoyan’s voice fell, and the first echelon diners were about the same. Find a place and sit down by yourself.

"Today's breakfast is a bowl of pork congee per person. Those who don't eat or eat less can bring it up." Yuan Zhou said.

"Pork congee?" Hu Qingshan was a little confused as if he had never eaten this.

"It's in Cantonese cuisine." Chen Xing, as a generation of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, is fairly familiar with Cantonese cuisine.

"Oh like this, you have to taste it." Hu Qingshan is not picky.

Although it was to answer the doubts of others, for Chen Xing, it was a sad time to give up fighting for the golden rice bucket and only challenge the second place.

Many people don't feel particularly good about chopped-up stuff, but it depends on who does it.

Of course, Yuanzhou’s cooking skills must be impeccable, don’t you see that all the tongs from Japan before have been subdued by his skill? Most people don’t even have the qualifications for tongs.

After speaking as usual, Yuanzhou saw that everyone had no comments, and directly picked up a handful of broken green leaves on the cutting board and sprinkled it into the tumbling porridge, giving the porridge a bit of bright green color.

The pork congee is sprinkled with some wolfberry leaves before the pot, which not only enhances the color but also enhances the flavor. After Yuanzhou is sprinkled, the porridge is just right when it is just right. Pick up the bowl and start serving.

The big sea bowl is almost the size of twos and threes, and a large bowl of pork congee is brought to every diners.

The white porridge, dark meat pieces, and emerald green wolfberry leaves are not very thin. On the contrary, the very viscous porridge looks particularly attractive, with a strong smell of meat seducing people's appetite.

Some diners thought that eating so greasy early in the morning was probably a bit greasy. They couldn’t help drooling and confessed secretly. They shouldn’t compare Chef Yuan’s food with other people’s. There is no comparison at all.

"Gudong"

Chen Xing, who was originally sad, smelled an extremely fragrant scent, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He didn't care about hurting the mood of Spring and Autumn. Now his eyes are full of porridge in front of him.

I took a spoonful of porridge and blew it. After I felt the heat faded, I put it directly into my mouth. Because there was not enough time to cool down, the porridge was still a bit hot, but it was at this temperature that it was good for eating porridge. time.

The fragrant and smooth, the rice grains are soft and rotten and melted when you sip, while the pork offal is crisp and tender and cracks when you bite. The meaty, delicious, rice fragrant, and a little medlar leaf flavor spreads on the tip of the tongue, feeling the sleeping cells Being awakened, it really makes people unable to help but start eating bite after bite.

The heat controlled by Yuanzhou is naturally appropriate. Whether it is the softness of the porridge or the crispness and deliciousness of the pork offal, it is perfectly preserved in a bowl of pork offal porridge.

"It's delicious, it's delicious. I must take the second place in the small shop. It is not good for such a delicious shop to not win the first place. If the second one cannot be won, I will settle in Rongcheng forever. Come here for dinner." Chen Xing made a silent decision in his heart.

This kid is very persistent about the name of the rice bucket. The gold one is not available, and the silver one is okay. Of course, Chen Xing didn't know that the little kitchen **** shop is definitely the existence of the rice bucket, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger. He did not see Mao after eating. The loss of Xiong and Yu Dao.

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