Chapter 113 God-level breakfast (Happy New Year)

Author: Heart of Light and Darkness

Chapter 113 God-level breakfast (Happy New Year)

"Haha, I said that if it weren't for a famous chef, it wouldn't be worth my taste, but that's normal, it's on the train!

The surname Zhang, let you learn a lesson. Gourmets naturally have the persistence and pursuit of gourmets. Could it be that you let me eat instant noodles on the train and self-heating pot?

Although Pengcheng Xiangta soup and water-fried bread are just folk breakfasts, they can only be regarded as a snack at most. After all, they are made by the 'Internet celebrity chef' you recommend. Even if I don't like you, I have to give Editor-in-Chief Wei face and try it."

Wu Jiushu laughed and said, "Editor Wei, I heard that this Zhouzhou is from Pengcheng?

This would be even better. If he couldn't even cook breakfast in his hometown, it would prove that he was not qualified to let Li Ying publish a special issue, and my old man's task would be completed."

"hehe."

Wei Hong looked at the angry old man Zhang Zhouxuan, and was really embarrassed; but at this moment there was nothing he could do. She attracted this "venomous snake", so she could only find another opportunity to apologize to the old man later.

The two old men were fighting each other, and they kept arguing from outside the dining car to the seat. Only then did they find that the four of them were actually arranged on a dining table; Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan was sitting opposite Wu Jiushu, while Xu Ning and Wei Hong looked at each other, and they were really worried that the two old men would start fighting after they turned around.

"How could it be him!"

Beating eggs in the soup is a major feature of Pengcheng's breakfast. Xie Guangyun is the apprentice of the Chicken King of Guangdong Province, so the work of beating eggs for diners fell on his head. While standing in the kitchen, he suddenly saw Wu Jiushe through the strip glass window in the kitchen.

He can recognize this old thing even if it turns into ashes!

Three years ago, the poisonous snake went south to Guangdong Province and ran to the shop of the three of them to find faults. In the end, the master took action personally, but this old guy still didn't give him any face. He actually said that the white-cut chicken made by the master was more tender and tender, and the taste was insufficient, so he lost the dipping sauce.

Xie Guangyun even suspected that the master's biggest obsession was this dipping sauce. Otherwise, why would he go crazy when he saw Zhou Shen's dipping sauce? He even gave a desperate order on the spot to stay and help the chef?

Although he did not suffer any loss in helping Zhou Shen’s chef, he even felt that his cooking skills had signs of breakthroughs these days, but one code was converted into one code, which could not offset his hatred for this "old poisonous snake".

"Who? Brother Xie, who are you talking about?

The fat man came over curiously, and Xie Guangyun winked and said in a low voice: "Speak quietly. Don't let the god Zhou hear it.

Sitting opposite Mr. Zhang was a shit-scratch stick in a foodie. The chef who got into trouble would be like being flirting with him.

Zhou Shen couldn't argue with such a person, just let him get out after breakfast.

Well, No. 127? This old guy ordered the soup and eggs. I have to be careful, so don’t let him pick any more problems.”

"That old man?"

The fat man looked at Wu Jiu's tongue and sneered, thinking to himself, Brother Xie, you still don't know my boss enough.

What kind of gourmet, what kind of "venomous snake", if he tastes the craftsmanship of my boss, he will immediately kneel down and sing to conquer you or not?

Want to find my boss’s fault? He even turned him back!—

Wu Jiushu's mouth is indeed very smelly, but his ability to taste delicious food is indeed first-class. When the hot sautum soup and golden fried bread on three sides were placed in front of him, the old poisonous snake was stunned.

It is rare to see fried buns with crispy yellow on three sides. The most rare thing is that the bottom of the fried buns at the bottom of the fried buns has expanded about one centimeter to the bottom edge of the bun. He can even see the white porcelain plate through the expanded layer of pastry!

It would be fine if it was just one, but two liang of fried buns in water were eight, and that was all!

Wu Jiushu looked at the fried bread placed in front of Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan, Xu Ning and Wei Hong with a serious look, and found that there was no exception to the fried bread!

"It's not simple. Could it be that my old man is hitting the nail on the head this time?

No hurry. There is no food in the world that I can’t pick up, let alone a young chef on the train?

It seems that nothing is wrong, but as long as I taste it, he will reveal his true colors!"

This is a stubborn mouth. In fact, based on Wu Jiushu's experience in appreciating food, it should be judged that this is an impeccable delicacy from the perfect appearance of the fried bun in front of him, but he just refused to lose to Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan.

He was solemnly picking up a fried bun, and Wu Jiu's tongue was sent to his mouth and bit it gently.

"What!"

It is not difficult to make a squid base when frying bread. If it is just for the good appearance, those masters who make squid bread all year round can barely achieve a squid base on three sides, but the taste is not very satisfactory. It is either that the buns are cooked and the noodles become hard and tough, or that the heat control is insufficient, causing the squid base to become burnt.

The large iron pot for making fried buns is too thin, and eighty to one hundred buns are produced in one pot. It is too difficult to control the subtlety.

However, the bun at the entrance had a crispy oily bottom, rich burnt fragrance but no trace of air. Wu Jiu's tongue sipped down and even heard a slight "click" sound, and he couldn't help but speed up his chewing speed. As a result, by accident, the sharp edge of the oily bottom actually hurt his tongue.

The crispy feeling brought by the burnt oil bottom had not completely subsided, and it shattered and melted between the tongue and teeth, leaving only a long-standing fragrance; followed by the soft and wheat-filled bun skin wrapped with fresh and thick gravy that took over his taste buds.

It’s so wonderful that the bun skin that absorbs the gravy has always been Wu Jiushe’s favorite. In his opinion, eating buns is never for the sake of filling. The most delicious thing is to borrow the dumpling skin that has the taste of meat filling!

Until today, he thought so. But now he found himself wrong. When the filling spreads in his mouth, the scattered meat is so just right, like a food arrow, constantly stimulating his taste buds that had already surrendered.

The chemical reaction between onions and pork is very wonderful. When these two ingredients are reasonably matched together, when someone can eat onions without seeing them, the onions are no longer onions, and the pork is no longer pork. They have broken their cocoons and turned into butterflies, becoming another new delicacy.

"This bun"

Wu Jiu subconsciously wanted to praise this perfect work that could be called the chef's level. He never expected that he would come with a picky mind, but ended up with a god-level breakfast!

But when he saw Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan's joking gaze, he immediately swallowed the second half of the sentence back into his stomach.

"Haha, how about this bun?

Old poisonous snake, aren’t you always speaking? Why don’t you say halfway through your words?”

Wu Jiu's neck was stammered: "My surname is Zhang, what did you ask me to say?

For breakfast in Pengcheng, double soup and fried buns, you must not miss one. If you don’t have one, you will fail!

Even if I have to comment, I have to wait until I have tasted this bowl of glutinous soup, right?"

"Well, it seems to make sense, so please continue"

Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan smiled and said, "Just be careful when eating, don't bite your tongue!"

Today is New Year's Eve. I wish you all a happy and reunion, no illness or disaster, and a fortune in the New Year.
Chapter completed!