"Slurp, Slurp". Wuhai ate the Fat Intestine Vermicelli ceaselessly. He usually ate it one mouthful at a time, one mouthful at a time, or one mouthful at a time, one mouthful of bean vermicelli. He had even discovered the delicacy of the scallion and was eating it carefully.
With Wuhai's pouring speed, however, the portion of the soup was really nothing.
Therefore, when Yin Ya picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat, there was only soup left in Wuhai's bowl.
"Too little." Wuhai carried the bowl and prepared to drink the soup.
It was known that the bowls of everyone in Yuanzhou shop were very clean, but the bowl that Wuhai had eaten was extraordinarily clean. It was so clean that it could reflect one's face.
"The dishes cooked by Yuan Zhou are definitely not smelly." Looking at the Fat Intestine in the bowl, Yin Ya thought to herself and then reached the chopsticks to the Fat Intestine.
Some people liked to eat the meat in the bowl last while others liked to eat the meat at the beginning. Obviously, Yin Ya belonged to the latter group.
Yin Ya picked up a small piece of the Fat Intestine. The Fat Intestine that had been stewed was not as white as the pig lung in the soup. It was like a small piece of cloud. Instead, it was brownish-red with a hint of soy sauce.
With the chopsticks holding the Fat Intestine, Yin Ya carefully looked at the Fat Intestine Ring to see if there was any fat inside.
Another reason why Yin Ya didn't like to eat the Fat Intestine was that it had a lot of oil, especially when it was cut into the shape of a ring.
Usually, the Fat Intestine Ring wasn't hollow, but there was a lump of fat in the middle, which Yin Ya couldn't eat.
Obviously, however, Yin Ya worried too much. There was no fat in the Fat Intestine at all. Besides, it looked different from the usual ones. The folds of the Fat Intestine were deeper and thicker, but the wall of the intestine in the middle was clean without any fat.
"This is the Intestine Head." Seeing Yin Ya looking at the Fat Intestine Ring curiously, Yuan Zhou suddenly said.
"Oh, I see." Yin Ya nodded her head and then smiled at Yuan Zhou. Only then did she eat it up.
Yuan Zhou's Fat Intestine Noodle Soup was made from the head of the intestine. When the head of the intestine became soft, it would have a thick texture, and the more one chewed, the more fragrant it would be.
Obviously, Yin Ya already felt that the fat sausage was delicious, because as soon as the fat sausage entered her mouth, Yin Ya's beautiful eyes lit up, and then she stared at the remaining fat sausage in the bowl with surprise.
Yes, there was only a faint fragrance when the fat intestine entered the mouth. Because of the green onions sprinkled on top, there was also a little smell of green onions. When chewing, the texture was even more wonderful. The more he chewed, the more meat fragrance was released. At the same time, there was also the gravy that permeated the fat intestine after cooking for a long time. It was really a juicy bite. It was delicious.
"Oh, this is way too delicious." Yin Ya couldn't wait to pick up another piece of fat sausage and eat it. This time, her chopsticks didn't hesitate anymore, but she chewed more slowly when she ate it. There was no other way. There were only a few pieces of fat sausage in total, so of course, she had to eat it slowly.
After eating up the fat sausage, Yin Ya began to eat the Fat Intestine Noodle Soup seriously. Even if it was a clear soup, the taste of the Fat Intestine Noodle Soup was still very mellow because it had been boiled overnight as the base. The noodles were soft and smooth, and the clear soup was rich. Plus the remaining meat fragrance in the mouth, the taste was even more wonderful.
However, as a delicate pig girl, Yin Ya didn't dislike the chopped green onions in the bowl this time and avoided it. This time, she directly mixed it with the noodles and ate it together with the noodles without hesitation.
Normally, Yin Ya naturally wouldn't eat the seasoning of green onions. After all, she could taste the taste of green onions. However, it was still quite strange for a southerner like Yin Ya to eat green onions alone.
But with the wonderful taste of the fat sausage, Yin Ya didn't mind it at all.
"Even the chopped green onions are surprisingly so delicious." While feeling the delicate fragrance and faint sweetness of the green onions in her mouth, Yin Ya was really a little helpless.
That's right. Just as the system said, the green onions were fresh and tender with a faint sweetness even if eaten raw. There wasn't any pungent spiciness like other vegetables at all. No, it should be said that there was a pungent taste, but only a trace of it. It slid down her throat and then into her stomach.
Instantly, her stomach felt warmer and more comfortable. After staying up all night, her spleen and stomach were originally weak, but now she felt much better.
This was the effect of the hot soup and also the little medicinal effect of the green onions that the system preserved.
Similarly, after Yin Ya ate up all the noodles, the fat sausage, and the beans, she also drank up the soup in the bowl. Then, she stroked her full belly contentedly without a trace.
"Delicious." Yin Ya squinted her eyes and praised in a low voice.
At that time, the customers in the restaurant had changed a few times. Yuan Zhou got busy again.
Yin Ya didn't stand up immediately. Instead, she savored the taste for one minute and then looked at the empty bowl pitifully, "The amount is still as small as before."
Speaking of that, Yin Ya looked at Yuan Zhou with a hidden bitterness just like other customers who had just finished eating.
"By the way, Boss Yuan, are the red soup and clear soup counted as two servings?" It was Ling Hong who asked that. Then, even Wuhai who had just walked out of the restaurant immediately turned back and sat on the seat he had just left.
Obviously, he was prepared to order another bowl as soon as Yuan Zhou said yes. He had totally forgotten that he had despised Jiang Changxi and the others for eating the clear soup just now.
"No." Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"Then why does the Baked Egg Cake count?" Wuhai didn't give up and asked.
"The Blueberry Baked Egg Cake and the Beef Minced Egg Cake have different names and tastes," Yuan Zhou said.
"The Pig Intestine Noodles in Clear Soup and the Pig Intestine Noodles in Red Soup also have different names and tastes," Wuhai contradicted him.
"But the ingredients used are exactly the same," Yuan Zhou said.
"The skin of the Baked Egg Cake is also the same," Wuhai said unconvincingly.
"Do you mean the meat buns are the same as other vegetable buns and sugar buns?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Eh …" Wuhai choked and then walked out of the restaurant resentfully.
Having successfully blocked Wuhai, Yuan Zhou didn't go back to the kitchen immediately. Instead, he turned his head and said to Yin Ya with an incomparably solemn tone, "Please stay here for a while."
"Me? What's the matter? "Yin Ya controlled her facial expression and asked with a very ordinary tone.
"Let's talk about it after breakfast time." After saying that, Yuan Zhou went back to the kitchen.
"It seems that you can't go to work with me. Don't be late, okay?" Jiang Changxi stood up and said to Yin Ya with a naughty smile on her face.
"Um, let's go together tomorrow. I won't be late." Facing Jiang Changxi's teasing, Yin Ya answered with an unchanged expression.
"Then hurry up. Oh, no. Don't be too fast. That's not good," Jiang Changxi glanced at Yuan Zhou's abdominal muscles and then said meaningfully.
"Sister Jiang, it's morning now," Yin Ya said shyly with a slight blush on her face.
"Yes, yes, yes. It's good for the body to wake up in the morning. The sweet-cleansing sweet-talk is good for the body," Jiang Changxi pinched the peeled sweet-talk on the table with two fingers smilingly and said while gasping for breath.
Instantly, Yin Ya became helpless. She didn't know whether to answer or not to answer.
Nevertheless, Jiang Changxi went out smilingly while eating the sweet-talk in her mouth.
"Why did Sister Jiang say it's good to wake up early to eat sweet-talk? Isn't it easy to have tooth decay? "Just when Yin Ya was extremely embarrassed and annoyed, Cheng Ying at the side asked curiously.
"It's not impolite to eat the sweet-talk sweet-talk. It's not considered as a sweet-talk, so you won't get diabetes," Yin Ya took a deep breath and then said.
"Oh. Teacher's father is so awesome. He knows everything," Cheng Ying said with habitual admiration.
At this time, Yin Ya really wanted to support her forehead with her hand, but she still resisted this impulse. She stood up and waited for Yuan Zhou's breakfast time to end.
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