The golden Fried Rice Cake with the green lotus leaf edges looked quite refreshing. Emitting a faint fragrance, the Fried Rice Cake was carried to the table by Yuan Zhou.
"Please enjoy." Yuan Zhou's expression was indifferent.
"Boss Yuan is so experienced and knowledgeable that he can even make this. Two more cups of watermelon juice, please." Zhuang Xinmu was quite familiar with the Fried Rice Cake. It had to be eaten with the soup. Otherwise, it would stick to the throat and be a little dry.
"Ok. One moment, please." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and answered.
He took out two watermelons from the cabinet and started to squeeze the juice.
"Mu Mu, is this the Fried Rice Cake? It looks similar to the Glutinous Rice Cake." Wu Zhou poked at the golden Fried Rice Cake in the plate and asked curiously.
"It's not the same. It's only made of rice and thus has a different taste. Have a taste." Zhuang Xinmu knew that Wu Zhou had never eaten it before and thus explained to him carefully.
"Mu Mu, you are right. I'm going to eat it." Wu Zhou praised Zhuang Xinmu first and then turned his head, preparing to taste it.
The Fried Rice Cake made by Yuan Zhou was about the same size as the ones sold outside, but its appearance was much better.
However, the one made by Yuan Zhou didn't have much fragrance.
Wu Zhou directly stuffed it into his mouth with the chopsticks and took a bite.
"Ka Ca". With a sound of "Ka Ca", he bit off a piece. Only then did he find that the outer layer of the Fried Rice Cake was yellowish and crispy while the inner layer was white and tender, soft and delicious with a little stickiness of rice.
With a careful look, he found that the yellowish and the white were on the same grain of rice.
Half of the rice grain was golden while the other half was white. Together with the slight saltiness and the unique fragrance of the rice, they formed a special texture, soft, tender and crispy.
“piapia”
With a strange sound emitting from his mouth, Wu Zhou couldn't help taking another bite. This time, he took a bigger bite and the texture was more distinct. When he chewed, the moisture of the rice even came out. He didn't feel it was dry at all.
One bite after another, Wu Zhou soon ate it up.
"Mu Mu, you're so awesome. The rice is so delicious." Wu Zhou swallowed the last bite and said admiringly.
Zhuang Xinmu, however, didn't have time to answer him. She just answered vaguely, "Um." She also didn't care about her ladylike image and continued eating.
Actually, Wu Zhou simply felt that it was delicious. It could be said that everything in Yuan Zhou's restaurant was delicious. Therefore, it was a matter of course that the Fried Rice Cake was delicious.
But Zhuang Xinmu was different. She often ate home-made food at home, so she felt more deeply.
To put it bluntly, Fried Rice Cake was just a snack. It was a little difficult to make, but there was a limit to it. It needed to be accompanied with soybean milk because it was a little greasy and too dry to be eaten alone.
What Yuan Zhou made didn't have these shortcomings at all.
First of all, every grain of rice had absorbed enough water. When chewing, the water in the rice grains was secreted along with the rice's own fragrance, creating the perfect texture. As for the grease, the plate and chopsticks were not stained with grease.
When it was taken out of the wok, it shook quickly, ensuring that there was no excess grease on the surface, leaving only the burnt fragrance and crispness after being fried.
All of them were wrapped in a golden shell, so the aroma of the fried rice cakes was not strong.
"Boss, have you been to the Jiangnan area?" Zhuang Xinmu couldn't help but ask.
Yuan Zhou answered decisively, "No."
Zhuang Xinmu was greatly shocked in her heart. How could he make the Fried Rice Cake that was even more delicious than those in the south of the Yangtze River if he hadn't been there? It was simply unbelievable.
"If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have ordered the watermelon juice. I should have ordered something else. "Zhuang Xinmu was a little regretful. The two servings were almost 200 RMB per person. Naturally, she couldn't continue ordering now.
"Never mind. What do you want to eat, Mu Mu? We can order another serving." Wu Zhou knew his girlfriend best, thus he immediately said considerately.
"No. Just come again next time." Zhuang Xinmu refused sternly. When she found Wu Zhou was a little hurt, she softened her tone and said, "Let's come together again next time. Just take it as a date."
Of course, she said the last sentence in a low voice. Of course, it was not a problem for Yuan Zhou who had sharp ears and eyes.
As a result, he was now seriously considering whether to refuse to go on a date with a couple. He had even thought of the reason. He would just say that the couple's meal time was too long.
All of this happened in a flash. Yuan Zhou just thought about it and then handed the watermelon juice to them.
"Enjoy, you two."
"Master Yuan, is there a new dish today?" The grandpa's vigorous voice passed from outside the door.
"No." Yuan Zhou answered neatly and neatly.
"Doesn't the boss have the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine?" Mu Xiaoyun tilted her head and looked at Yuan Zhou with puzzlement.
"Master Yuan, why are you talking nonsense? Do you want to hide the new dish?" The grandpa didn't get angry, but just asked smilingly.
"That's rice, not a dish." Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.
"Well, it's really not a dish." The grandpa also choked a little. Luckily, he was broad-minded and didn't care about that. He said straightforwardly, "It's better if there's rice. Get me a bowl of Jin 'ling Grass and a bowl of plain white rice."
"Please look at the menu." Yuan Zhou signaled them to look at the menu at the back.
"Grandpa, the boss only provides the... rice of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine." Mu Xiaoyun held back for a while and then said that.
"Then I want the plain white rice." The grandpa looked at the price and still said persistently.
"One moment, please." Seeing the grandpa already know the price, Yuan Zhou agreed.
However, cooking the rice was very fast. Yuan Zhou only washed the rice once and then put it into the pressure cooker to cook.
Using the pressure cooker to cook the rice could better ensure that the nutrition of the rice grains wouldn't be lost. The nutrients could be locked firmly in the rice grains and the taste and fragrance would be the best.
While cooking the rice, he began to deal with the Jin 'ling Grass. Yuan Zhou didn't like to deal with this dish as it was very delicate and couldn't be hurt even a little bit. Of course, it was also a way for Yuan Zhou to practice his control.
While stir-frying the Jin 'ling Grass, the rice was also stewed neatly, no more and no less. Only the bottom of the pot was left. All the rice was scooped into a small bowl. Yuan Zhou didn't need to change the bowl again and could also scoop out a round top of the rice, which looked extraordinarily neat.
"The appearance of the rice is really good." Seeing Yuan Zhou scoop the rice like that, the grandpa praised.
"Please enjoy your meal." Yuan Zhou carried it to the front and set it down.
The thin white porcelain was painted with golden tassels, which looked like two coarse hands holding the rice in the bowl. The thin and long rice looked even more crystal clear and sparkling with beautiful luster.
A wisp of steam floated up and the fragrance of the rice followed. It deserved to be called the Yangxi Zao of Jing Shan Qiao Rice.
"What a good bowl of rice." The grandpa liked the pattern of the farmer's hands very much.
Only after the compliment did he start to eat.
Jing Shan Qiao Rice was well-known for its delicious and not greasy taste.
"It seems that I came just in time." The clear voice of Yin Ya came from outside the door.
"What do you want to eat today?" Yuan Zhou asked her personally. Mu Xiaoyun didn't even have time to say anything.
"I saw the rice was served. I also want a bowl and some side dishes." Yin Ya said smilingly.
"Humm. It's the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisines." Yuan Zhou didn't mention the menu and said straightforwardly.
"Does the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisines refer to 100 cooking methods?" Yin Ya thought quickly.
"Humm. What do you want to eat?" Yuan Zhou nodded the head.
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