MTL - Gourmet Food Supplier-v3 Chapter 274 Soy sauce

   Speaking of Beijing cuisine breakfast, the most well-known ones are definitely fried liver and soy sauce. As a Beijinger, you are more particular about breakfast.

  Moreover, many of the delicious foods are royal meals. Of course, it was introduced to the palace after it was widely spread among the people, or it was passed from the palace. It really has its own story.

  What Yuanzhou does today is that people who love love very much, and people who hate people are soy juice that is hard to swallow.

  If you say this name, you don’t even have to be from Beijing. As long as anyone who has a slight interest in Beijing knows this breakfast, you can’t say that the Great Wall is not a hero, and you don’t count as having been to Beijing without drinking soy juice.

  Drinking soybean juice must be served with coke ring, this needs to be noodles in advance.

  I planned to eat something good from the beginning, so the raw soy juice was made last night, and it’s good to be cooked this morning.

The raw materials for the   Joke ring did the first few steps before going out for a run when I got up early. That’s how Yuanzhou finished everything five minutes earlier than usual, showing how early I got up.

  Many diners wake up earlier than Yuanzhou, which shows how active everyone is to come to the store for breakfast.

   "Sizzle, scream"

  The oil has started to smoke. It's time to fry the scorch ring. The oil started to gurgle and puff out small bubbles because the dough went in and the flowers bloomed directly.

The green smoke curled up, and the oil fume rose up directly. Because of the protective effect of the system, the oil fume did not pass out. It just rose up. It was like being gathered by an invisible thug in an instant, like the universe in the sleeves of previous novels. It was gone all at once.

  In fact, it is more similar to a good range hood, but it has better effects than others, but it can’t stop the beast’s nose.

   "How is it, how is it, do you smell what breakfast is?" Wang Hong asked impatiently.

   "I think it's mostly a new breakfast. Boss Yuan will definitely give us benefits when he comes back from his honeymoon." Manman said with confidence.

  Except for Mr. Tan Mingxin and his assistant, Xiao He, the first echelon are regular customers. They are all there, including Zheng Jiawei.

  Unfortunately, because the old man feels less sick and comes early, Zheng Jiawei, who came out a step slower, can only rank behind two people at this moment.

  Now everyone gathers in a small area to find out what new breakfast is today.

  Although this event is a repertoire of breakfast every day, today it is extremely lively. Not only people from the first echelon, but also from the second echelon are surrounded.

  That is, those who are not surrounded have their ears pricked up, intending to receive the answer immediately.

Wuhai is surrounded by everyone and there is no stage fright. I have seen big scenes. This is absolutely trivial. He cleared his throat and said: "It's a new breakfast, a bit like fried dough sticks, but there are other flavors. Too is a bit more crispy and has the taste of beans, but it is definitely not soy milk."

  Although it is not possible to accurately say the name of the breakfast, it can accurately describe various scents based on the smell.

  Listening to Wuhai's description, many people looked at each other, thinking about what kind of breakfast it was, but would not doubt Wuhai's words. After all, it has been verified countless times and is 100% accurate.

  It was Tan Mingxin's eyes that lit up when he listened, "I don't know if what this little brother said is true. If it is true, my goal this time should be achieved without doing anything."

  Unfamiliar people can't think of a specific breakfast name, but it is very familiar to Mr. Tan Mingxin, especially like the description of soybean juice and Jiaohuan.

  The old man came this time to give a voice to Beijing cuisine. After all, Huaxia already has other small restaurants in addition to Beijing cuisine. As the leader of Beijing cuisine, the old man is also anxious.

  Of course, the old man is not a messy person, he just came to ask when Beijing cuisine can be served, if not, he will wait in Rongcheng, and give Beijing cuisine some fuel.

  As for asking for trouble, forcing or something, this is definitely not possible. Yuanzhou, who has been certified by various parties to be the first person in the Chinese culinary industry, must have a higher status than the old man. There is only consultation and inquiry.

  "It is Wuhai, which is known as the eaves of the European oil painting industry. It is said that he is a small shop here. He is known for his nose and stomach. Standing outside the shop, he can smell the smell of the shop.

  Xiao He heard the old man’s muttering step forward and uttered the information he had investigated one by one.

   "That's great." Old man Tan Mingxin was so cool that he was very happy.

  Because it is a new breakfast, everyone starts to guess with one word. Of course, some people guess Beijing cuisine but they are not familiar with Beijing cuisine. Most guesses are breakfast of other cuisines.

As long as you have not been done by Yuanzhou, you guessed it every word and every word. The whole people participated in it and it was very lively. The people in the queue committee relaxed a little today. As long as they are not too crowded together, they will tube.

  When Su Ruoyan announced the start of breakfast, the people who belonged to the first echelon began to walk towards the store eagerly.

  As soon as he entered the store, Mr. Tan Mingxin sniffed hard, trying to smell it to make sure it was soy juice and coke ring, but no matter how he smelled it, he couldn’t smell it.

I can’t smell the smell even standing in the store, let alone standing outside the store. So far, Grandpa Tan Mingxin looked at Wuhai’s nose very intently. The appearance looks similar to everyone’s nose, but I don’t know the internal structure. It's different.

  If it wasn't for Tan Mingxin to be a chef, I would open my nose to see the structure inside.

  "Today is soy juice and horseshoe pincers. If you don't eat it, you can replace it with soy milk."

  Yuanzhou stood at the partition and saw that the diners were already seated, and began to say familiar lines every day.

  "Can both compass soy juice and soy milk be used?"

  Wuhai is used to climbing along the pole. Yuanzhou will pass all the ladders in front of him. If he doesn’t grasp it, he won’t be a black beast.

   "As long as it can be eaten, it can be done." Yuan Zhou said directly.

  "Give me one copy, two copies for the two of us." Wu Hai immediately excited.

  I completely ignored Zheng Jiawei who was with them. Zheng Jiawei directly felt the cold dog food on his face next to him.

  As a girlfriend who has already returned to the army, he said that it’s not a big deal, just eat a little bit more to replenish energy, "I also want a portion, and a full set."

  Old man Tan Mingxin has already been eager to try, and when Zheng Jiawei finished speaking, he immediately said: "Soy juice, I want a set of horseshoes."

  Yuanzhou’s Jiaoquan Bean Juice Tan Mingxin said that he is particularly worth looking forward to. He has always been a well-known type of Yuanzhou, but he really knows his strength.

  It’s the first time to try it personally, and it’s the soy scorch circle he is used to, and it’s just a sense of expectation that has doubled.

After determining the needs of the diners, Yuan Zhou returned to the kitchen and opened two large pots, both gurgling and bubbling. One pot was milky white, and the other was yellow-green in color, not very conspicuous, but It gives off a strange sour taste.

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