As the Golden Sand Corn had a sweet and salty taste, there was an aroma of salted egg yolk and fried corn, as well as a little milky aroma that constantly went into Lin Er's nose.
"Gulp." Lin Er couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
"As expected, the Golden Sand Corn is more difficult to cook." Lin Er sighed again.
There were actually many cooking methods for the Golden Sand Corn, but most of the cooking methods were to boil the corn, wrap it in starch, and then fry it in oil until it was golden brown.
Honestly speaking, it was simple and tasted good, but there was an obvious shortcoming, that was, it would be very greasy when stir-fried. That was simply unavoidable.
The starch absorbed oil, and the salted egg yolk had its own oil. Otherwise, the oil would come out when the chopsticks were inserted into the corn.
Besides, the salted egg yolk chosen to cook the Golden Sand Corn could only be cooked with such oily salted egg yolk. Only then would it be fragrant.
As this cooking method was greasy, there was a second cooking method, which was to stir-fry the corn directly instead of frying it. However, the problem was that it was difficult for the salted egg yolk to wrap the corn evenly.
The corn had a shiny outer skin while the salted egg yolk was thin, soft, and grainy. When stir-fried together, it was difficult to wrap them together.
Therefore, Lin Er said that the Golden Sand Corn was easy to learn but difficult to master. However, Yuan Zhou's Golden Sand Corn was evenly wrapped and fragrant.
"Gulp. I should start eating now." Lin Er forced himself to remember the main points of the appearance. Then, he swallowed his saliva again and muttered to himself.
Because the Golden Sand Corn came in a single grain, there was a spoon that made it easy to eat. However, Lin Er liked to use chopsticks to eat each grain.
Lin Er reached out his chopsticks and directly picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth.
When the small corn entered his mouth, the first thing he felt was a kind of rustling texture. When the warm mouth melted the rustling feeling, an extremely fragrant taste immediately filled his mouth.
It was the fragrance of the salted egg yolk. It was both fragrant and salty, as well as an indescribable aroma of the egg yolk.
"Cha Cha", Lin Er directly chewed.
As soon as the small corn was bitten, it immediately burst in his mouth and a refreshing sweetness of the fruit rushed into his mouth.
"Ca Ca Ca", Lin Er chewed quickly. He couldn't help it, because the sweet corn and the savory duck egg yolk had such a wonderful taste that he simply couldn't stop eating.
Therefore, before Lin Er could finish chewing, he immediately picked up another one and put it into his mouth. This time, he didn't pick up one grain, but several grains lined up on his chopsticks.
Before the fragrance in his mouth faded, Lin Er immediately chewed again. His mouth was filled with the fragrance, sweet and fragrant.
This time, Lin Er was the same as yesterday. He didn't even have time to eat and kept using his chopsticks to eat the corn kernels.
Every time he bit into it, the sweet corn would explode in his mouth. The perfect amount of sweetness, a little fragrance, and a rustling texture made this Golden Sand Corn live up to its name, making it irresistible.
"As expected of Boss Yuan's dishes. Not to mention the greasy ones, I can even eat ten more plates." Lin Er looked at Yuan Zhou in admiration while eating. Then, he lowered his head and continued to pick up the corn.
When there was only half a bowl of corn left on the plate, Lin Er remembered that he had ordered a bowl of rice, so he picked up the bowl and prepared to eat it with the rice.
"Luckily, the rice here is more delicious than others. Otherwise, it's not easy to swallow plain rice." Lin Er felt lucky that he could eat two bowls of plain rice without eating anything and didn't need to worry about being blacklisted because of the leftovers.
As Lin Er's gaze of admiration was particularly obvious, Yuan Zhou had long noticed him and guessed that he was a chef.
However, there were many chefs that came to eat in the restaurant and Lin Er didn't make trouble, so Yuan Zhou naturally wouldn't go and ask him.
Therefore, the dinner time ended under Lin Er's gaze, which he thought was hidden.
As soon as the dinner ended, the first thing Yuan Zhou said was to let Cheng Ying and Zhou Jia leave together.
Although it was late in the summer and the sky darkened, Chengdu City wasn't that bright at 8: 00 pm. Only the afterglow was left.
This time, Cheng Ying left with Zhou Jia obediently.
If it was too late and she needed Yuan Zhou to send her back, Cheng Ying's legs would probably be broken by her father. Of course, it was also possible that he hit her out of jealousy.
"Boss Yuan, I'm going upstairs to clean up," Shin Min said after they walked away.
"Um. Go ahead." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
Yuan Zhou washed his hands and then sat down for a while. Then, the customers entered the restaurant one after another.
As usual, they entered the restaurant in groups of three or four. The first thing they did was to greet Yuan Zhou.
Yuan Zhou, nevertheless, nodded his head and answered them one by one.
No one knew when it started, but even if Yuan Zhou had something to do, he would wait for the customers in the restaurant before he went to do other things.
The customers went to the second floor next door to drink and the restaurant became quiet again. Yuan Zhou sat there blankly for one minute and then came back to himself.
"It's time to start writing the proposal today." Yuan Zhou took out a notebook and a pen from the drawer under the azure stone countertop.
This notebook wasn't the kind he usually used. The cover was as big as a piece of A4 paper. When he opened it, it was all blank.
Yuan Zhou picked up the pen and began to write the title.
[About the Activity Planning of Country Chef] Yuan Zhou's handwriting had become neat, powerful and good-looking under the training of the system.
As soon as he wrote these few words, the result of Yuan Zhou's practice in the past one year could be seen.
"Um. My handwriting is pretty good." Yuan Zhou stopped and looked at it before continuing to write.
"Shua Shua Shua". It was the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper. Yuan Zhou sat upright on the chair and spread the notebook on the azure stone countertop. He wrote line by line with a solemn expression.
In just a little while, he had written a whole page. Yuan Zhou opened it and continued to write. From time to time, he would stop and take out his phone to poke on the page. He was presumably looking for some information.
Fortunately, there was no one in the restaurant when Yuan Zhou was writing. Otherwise, it would cause a bloodbath just by looking at the size of the white paper.
As the words were too far away, he couldn't see them clearly. However, the paper was too much like a leave slip. Besides, it was a leave slip with so many words. If Wuhai saw it, he would be scared to death.
How long did he have to take leave to write for such a long time?
Of course, Yuan Zhou didn't know that. He was writing the proposal carefully and strictly according to the format of the proposal.
Just like that, he wrote for the whole night and didn't finish until the pub time ended. After he saw Shin Min off and got on the car, Yuan Zhou quickly went upstairs to revise the proposal.
After he finished the revision, Yuan Zhou wrote another one. Only then did he put it down contentedly and prepared to go to bed.
"In this way, I can go to the association to look for Chairman Zhou directly tomorrow morning." Yuan Zhou put the proposal on the bedside table and fell asleep with peace of mind.
The reason why Yuan Zhou wrote the proposal was that he remembered the village chefs he saw when he went back to his hometown last time. Then, he wanted to do something that a chef should do for those chefs who were responsible for weddings and funerals in the countryside.
After all, Yuan Zhou had such an ability now …
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