MTL - Gourmet Food Supplier-v3 Chapter 256 Thousands of Buns

  Su Ruoyan was standing there holding an old cardboard box, with a few big characters written on it.

There used to be no words, but now it is mainly necessary to distinguish it from other lottery quotas, because it is different, the quotas are different, naturally the number of red **** will not be the same, the probability of winning is naturally different, Yuan In order to prevent the occurrence of oolongs to increase the winning rate of everyone, the state naturally made arrangements in advance. As a compass, this is a trivial matter.

  As soon as the words appeared, the scene was quiet, and then everyone began to get excited, gearing up to prepare for the draw.

  Every time a lottery is drawn, it’s a time to look at the various aspects of life. In order to increase the probability of winning, everyone has their magical powers and has everything to do.

   Yan Ming, who saw such a scene for the first time, said that he is really knowledgeable. Only if you have not seen it, there is no way these diners can't think of.

   "I can also think of a few more good tricks, maybe I can win the prize next time."

   Yan Ming looked at the white ball in his hand and made up his mind, betting on his reputation as a gold medal planner, thinking of a few tricks is not something that is easy, he is confident.

  Today is out of play. Yan Ming didn't prepare for the two rounds of lottery and didn't have that luck. The first one came to be ranked fifth. What else do you want.

I can only wait for the breakfast time to start. Listening to the cheering voices of those who have won the spot in my ear, Yan Ming secretly made up his mind that he must be drawn next time. The roasted whole lamb has not been eaten, and I can’t stop drinking. It's not.

  After the quota was drawn, it was not long before the meal started. After drawing the number with the ID card, I started to eat in the restaurant after a while.

   "Today is a thousand buns, one for each person, one bowl, and you can bring it up if you don't eat." After seeing everyone sitting down, Yuanzhou began to repeat the old tune.

   "Bun, one bowl per person?"

  Hearing this, many diners are a little bit stunned. Nowadays, you are paying attention to each bowl of steamed buns. Didn’t it mean that it was one cage by cage yesterday? Why is the change so fast!

  I don’t know the meaning of Yuanzhou if I don’t know much about cuisine or Zhejiang cuisine. Thousands of steamed buns with a strange name are not steamed buns. How can they pay attention to bowls?

Yan Ming obviously brightened his eyes. This steamed bun is a characteristic of Huzhou. To be honest, he has not eaten it a few times. But when he was young, he had a classmate from Huzhou. His mother would make this thousand steamed buns every time he visited him. At home, sometimes his mother would make a few bowls of thousands of steamed buns for their little children, so as not to get hungry, they thought it was delicious.

  That is already something in childhood memory, and I haven’t thought of it for a long time, so naturally I haven’t eaten it.

  Now when I heard Yuanzhou mention Qian Zhang Baozi, I suddenly thought about it, as if I could recall the delicious taste in my mouth.

   "Compass, there are a few buns in a bowl, can you add more."

  Wuhai’s focus is always different from that of others. As long as he is made by Yuanzhou, as long as he is full, as for what he eats, except for the picky vegetables, he is not picky.

   "Six in a bowl, no more." Yuan Zhou's words are concise and concise.

   Wu Hai touched his moustache and stopped talking. Since Yuan Zhou has already said that it cannot be added, there is no need to ask for it.

   Even if it is forced, it is useless. Wuhai has tried it with countless experience.

  Although the other diners were a little daunted, they didn’t ask carefully. After all, they were already mature diners and would not do such things that obviously waste Yuanzhou’s time.

  "Hey brother, do you know what this Qianzhang Baozi is? Why do you still talk about one bowl by one?"

   Yan Ming woke up from the memory, and was taken a picture by a fat man next to him. In fact, he is not very fat, but he looks a little stronger than others. It’s okay to be fat.

"The specialty of Huzhou, the steamed buns wrapped in thousands of pages, have a variety of fillings. They can be pure pork or mixed pork and seafood, such as Kaiyang and scallops. The taste is very delicious. The soup is cooked together and it tastes delicious."

  Yan Ming said in detail, it was almost a matter of describing the taste he had eaten before. Hearing what he said, the nearby diners knew what a thousand buns were.

It was not until the buns were brought up that the diners saw the buns that could be served in a bowl. The white soup was clear and the shining vermicelli appeared. Thousands of yellow buns floated up and down in the sea bowl, green. The green onion is dotted among them, and the colors are distinct, making people clear at a glance.

  The ingredients with distinct colors, the milky white soup does not appear sticky, but looks very clear, the more and more the vermicelli and the buns inside are particularly different.

   "So this is just a bowl of buns."

  It is the first time for many diners to see such buns and how to eat them. Not to mention the fascinating smell of very elegant scent, they feel refreshed and happy just looking at this beautiful face.

  Most diners are used to things like long-term knowledge. If Yuanzhou does not let them increase their knowledge one day, they will feel uncomfortable.

  Yan Ming quietly looked at the bowl of steamed buns in front of him, his heart fluctuating, familiar but with a strange smell, making him feel as if he had returned to his youth.

Until the soft and tough steamed buns entered the mouth, the thin and thick Qian Zhang looked very different because it was fully soaked in the soup. The slightly tough skin was bitten to reveal the filling inside, which was filled with pork, and the pork was plump. The taste is mixed with the smell of the open ocean and the scent of scallops fermented over time. It is very delicious and moving.

"Well"

The soup inside    was slightly hot, and Yan Ming didn’t notice that it was almost hot for a while, but that’s why he couldn’t bear to open his mouth to **** in the cold air to cool down. He always felt that there would be less flavor.

  When the filling is suitable for the temperature of the mouth, the delicious taste begins to burst with fresh vitality, which complements the strong aroma of beans, which complements each other very well.

After eating a bun and appreciating the delicacy, Yan Ming ate the buns one by one into his mouth one after another. Don’t look too big, but they were stuffed with fillings, and the amount of each one was not a lot, so Yuanzhou Only six were put.

  But every diners can’t help but say that all the diners in the small store’s aspirations are really small. If it weren’t for the vermicelli and soup, everyone would have opinions. This is a deliberate attempt to keep people from being full.

After eating the steamed buns, the vermicelli entered everyone’s field of vision. The bright and smooth vermicelli was very slippery to the naked eye because of the cooking, as if it could slip from the beginning to the end as soon as you touch it, giving it a slightly shiny color. The appearance of vermicelli adds a lot of help.

   "Chuck, chuck"

  Suck in a piece of vermicelli just like eating noodles. The vermicelli soaked in the soup has a rich and mellow taste, and the taste of the broth stimulates the special fragrance of the vermicelli. It is moderately soft and smooth and delicious.

  Eat a piece of vermicelli and take a sip of soup. The combination is very good, the taste complements each other, and the whole body is very comfortable. Yan Ming has an extremely relaxed expression on his face, feeling that the whole body and mind are like bathing in a hot spring, warm and especially comfortable.

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