The next morning, some customers who were unwilling to give up came to take a look at Mamy's as usual.
They were going to leave after taking a look so that they could find another place for breakfast.
However, they didn't expect that Mamy's, which had been closed for almost a month, would reopen this morning!
"Open the door! Father! Mamy Restaurant's doors are open! "Udier exclaimed with elation as he looked at the small plaque that had been removed from the restaurant's door.
"It's really open." Dicus's eyes lit up too. He had been eating spring onion pancakes with his son for the past few days, and he missed Mr. Mak's breakfast very much. Whether it was soy milk, youtiao, or congee with pork and century egg, he missed them very much.
"Let's go. We'll eat at Mr. Mak's today." Dicus carried his son down from the horse-drawn carriage, and walked straight to Mamy's.
There was a small blackboard at the door with the words written on it:
"Mamy's is open for business today!"
"New breakfast product today: soup dumplings!"
"New noodle dish: shaved noodles!"
"Wow! There are two new breakfast products today! "Dicus's eyes lit up.
He was very busy at the city lord's castle. Apart from his rest days, he only had time to bring his son to Mamy's in the morning.
Although he could never get sick of Mamy's breakfast, Dicus was still looking forward to Mr. Mak's new products.
There was a saying going around in Chaos City's culinary world:
Mr. Mak's products must be the best!
This wasn't an exaggeration from a loyal fan. It was the truth.
Whether it was the superb 'Buddha jumps over the wall' or the half-loved and half-hated stinky tofu, they all proved Mr. Mak's original creativity and impressive culinary skills.
Udier looked up, and asked, "Father, what are soup dumplings?"
"You'll know in a while." Dicus smiled mysteriously. Actually, he also wanted to know what it was.
As for the shaved noodles, he was even more curious. Weren't noodles made from poop? Could they be shaved with a knife?
"Ding!"
Dicus pushed the door open and went in.
The restaurant had resumed business without warning, and the regulars hadn't received the news yet. Hence, the father and son were the restaurant's first customers.
"Welcome," Yabemiya said with an energetic smile.
"Hello, Sister Mia," Udier greeted.
Udier was a regular customer of the ice cream shop, so he was familiar with Mia.
"Mr. Mak, no one heard about the sudden opening," Dicus said with a smile as he looked at Meg, who was standing at the kitchen door.
"Then the guests today must be true love," Meg said with a smile.
"That's right. He comes every morning to take a look. He's never been so diligent except when he was chasing after his wife." Dicus nodded in agreement, and sat down with his son near the kitchen.
"We've launched two new breakfast items today. You can try them." Meg recommended. He and Dicus were old friends, and he was the one who handled most of the matters related to the City Lord's Mansion.
Dicus had already opened the menu. He quickly found the new soup dumplings in the breakfast section, as well as shaved noodles in the noodle section.
The white and tender soup dumplings looked translucent and bulging as if they were filled with soup. Just looking at the picture made one salivate.
The bowl of shaved noodles was thin and long like willow leaves. It was served with thick bone broth, covered with braised beef, and sprinkled with green onions and coriander. It looked very appetizing.
Dicus had already made his decision after seeing the picture.
"I'll have two soup dumplings and a bowl of shaved noodles," Dicus said. He then looked at Udier. "What do you want?"
"I also want soup dumplings, youtiao, and soy milk." Udier quickly decided. It was quite like Dicus' style.
"Then I'll have one soup dumpling, one youtiao, and a bowl of soy milk," Dicus said to Yabemiya.
"Okay, please wait a moment." Mia nodded with a smile.
Meg had already turned around and entered the kitchen. The soup dumplings were still steaming in the steamer. He took a small piece of dough and kneaded it into a thin strip. He shook his wrist slightly and intertwined the strips together. Then, he put them into a pot of clear oil to fry.
After a while, the small piece of dough expanded into a large and long golden youtiao.
The youtiao was out of the pot and placed on the rack to drip oil. Meg had already picked up a large piece of dough and walked to the boiling pot. He held the dough in his left hand and a square kitchen knife in his right. He turned his wrist slightly, and the knife slid across the surface of the dough. A thin and long piece of dough flew into the pot.
Chop, chop, chop. He cut it again and again. The dough leaves almost formed a line. They drew a beautiful arc and accurately jumped into the pot of soup.
The soup boiled, and the dough leaves rolled on the surface of the soup like silver fish swimming in the water. It was very beautiful.
Udier knelt on the stool and craned his neck to watch Meg in the kitchen. His mouth was slightly open as if he was watching a master perform. He was completely impressed.
Dicus, who was sitting at the side, was also fascinated. Mr. Mak's cooking was like an exciting performance. It was very enjoyable to watch.
After a while, the breakfast that the father and son ordered was served on the dining table.
"Please enjoy." Miya kept the tray and retreated to the side.
The crystal clear soup dumplings trembled slightly in the small bamboo basket. The bulging soup looked like it was going to burst out at any time.
"He really poured soup into it?!"
Dicus was astonished. How did such a thin layer of skin manage to envelop the soup?
How magical!
As expected of Mr. Mak, he always had a strange way of thinking.
Dicus couldn't take his eyes off the steaming bowl of knife-shaved noodles covered with braised beef.
The aroma of the braised beef wafted into his nose along with the hot bone soup. His stomach, which had been empty for the night, began to grumble as if it couldn't wait any longer.
Green onions and coriander decorated the soup. The knife-shaved noodles floated in the thick bone soup.
"These two new dishes are amazing!"
Dicus couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks. He carved the way to eat soup dumplings on the small bamboo basket. He carefully picked up the top of the soup dumplings and transferred them to a shallow plate. He put one in front of Udier first and started to eat the knife-shaved noodles.
He picked up a piece of beef and put it into his mouth. The soft braised beef melted in his mouth. The rich meaty aroma bloomed in his mouth. It was as if there was a fire exploding in his brain. His taste buds, which had been silent for a long time, went crazy.
That sense of satisfaction … was the perfect reward for all the waiting.
He chewed carefully and savored the intoxicating taste. The tender beef was quickly swallowed.
Then he picked up a strand of noodles. Although it was noodles, it was very different from the slender noodles he usually saw. It was thick in the middle and thin at the sides. It had sharp edges and looked like willow leaves. It looked very special.
When the noodles entered his mouth, the outside was smooth and the inside was soft but not sticky. The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became. The bone soup soaked it, and the taste was extraordinarily delicious.
After swallowing, he took a small sip of the steaming bone soup.
"Ah … Satisfied!"
Dicus couldn't help but sigh.
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