Not only Little Ding who came from Dian Province, even the customers who were used to eating hot and sour rice noodles in Chengdu were amazed by the Cross-bridge Rice Noodles.
"There are many restaurants in Chengdu that claim to be the authentic Cross-bridge Rice Noodles of Dian Province, but I feel that The Kitchen God is the authentic one."
"I want to ask later where the quail eggs in the noodles were bought. The first bite felt weird, but the taste … how should I describe it? It's slightly sweet and astringent. Yes, it's sweet and astringent. I don't know if this is the right way to describe it, but it feels a little intoxicating."
"The rice noodles are smooth and strong, fresh and tasty, the bamboo slices are crisp and tender, and the quail eggs are smooth. This bowl of Cross-bridge Rice Noodles is really worth it."
They were all regular customers of the restaurant. Now, their evaluation of food was no longer purely based on whether it was delicious or not. At least they could say something meaningful and different. They could be considered mature customers.
Wuhai was definitely not that particular. After mixing the food together, he didn't care about the heat and just stuffed it into his mouth. While others were still lamenting the taste, he had already finished eating.
"Compass, do you have it this afternoon?" Wuhai estimated that the nearest customer was at least a meter away from him. When he glanced over, the bowl was quickly blocked.
"This is Dian Cuisine. You can take a look at the menu," Yuan Zhou said in a serious tone.
"Alright, I'll continue eating at noon." Wuhai knew there was no problem when he heard that. He planned to have one bowl at noon. If he could order separately, he could also have two bowls. He would look at the menu later.
The Cross-bridge Rice Noodles appeared for the first time for breakfast. On this cold morning, it gave everyone a hot feeling of warmth.
The tasty rice noodles, the fresh and tender side dishes, and the boiling hot chicken soup gave them a warm feeling in their mouths. Everyone revealed a satisfied expression. Of course, as long as they were eating the food cooked by Yuan Zhou, they would never feel dissatisfied. At most, they would feel that they weren't full.
After cleaning up the kitchen, Yuan Zhou changed his clothes. He felt that the weather was not good today. Before he could decide what to do, he heard footsteps.
"Deng deng deng deng"
As soon as Yuan Zhou heard it, he knew who it was. He stood at the door and looked out. It was Le Le.
Probably because he was in a hurry, his little face was flushed, and the flesh on his chubby face was trembling.
"Uncle Yuan, Uncle Yuan, I've already written the letter." When Lele arrived in front of him, she opened her palm. There was a small cube folded into a square shape in her palm.
It wasn't big. Although it was a little messy, it was obvious that it had been carefully folded. However, it was probably because he didn't control his strength well that it looked a little wrinkled.
"Okay, I'll send it to your mother as soon as possible. You can wait for a reply then." Yuan Zhou took a deep breath and took the small cube with both hands.
"Thank you, Uncle Yuan. Uncle Yuan is really nice. Uncle Yuan is really the most awesome person in Taoxi Road." Lele let out a sigh of relief and gave Yuan Zhou a nice person card without any hesitation.
"It's okay. It's no trouble at all," Yuan Zhou said.
After finishing the business, Lele said goodbye and left. Seeing the figure of the young man following behind again, Yuan Zhou was quite relieved.
Holding the letter given by Lele, Yuan Zhou stood there silently for a while. Then, he took the letter back to the second floor and found a small wooden box that he had prepared beforehand.
This was a box that Yuan Zhou specially made to hold Lele's letter. It wasn't big, just the width of a palm. There were some simple carvings of daylily on it, which looked very simple and unadorned.
After taking a deep breath, Yuan Zhou opened the letter slowly and carefully. After all, Lele was only three years old. Being able to write was already a very smart child. Therefore, the letter wasn't long and only had one sentence in total. Moreover, the font was crooked. However, every stroke seemed to be written with great care.
[Mom, I miss you. But Lele is very obedient. Although I didn't get three five-pointed stars, Lele got two. By the way, Mom is working outside. Don't be too tired.]
The signature at the bottom was Lele. Rather than saying it was a letter, it was more like a small note. The words "tired" and "noodles" were obviously imitated at first glance. It was bigger than the other words, but the person who wrote it was really diligent.
"What a smart child. Phew … I guess she will know the truth in two or three years." Yuan Zhou felt a little upset.
After carefully folding the letter, he put it directly into the box. Yuan Zhou took out the exquisite letter paper that he bought before and planned to write a reply to Lele.
After writing a few words, Yuan Zhou suddenly stopped. He frowned when he saw the strong handwriting on the letter paper.
"No, Lele's mother is a female. This handwriting doesn't look like it's written by a female." Yuan Zhou looked at it and felt that it couldn't work.
Although Lele was still young and probably couldn't recognize the handwriting, what if.
"Hua La", he tore the letter paper into pieces.
"It seems that I still have to ask Little Ya for help." Yuan Zhou put the shredded paper into the trash can.
After putting away the things, Yuan Zhou began to send a message to Yin Ya. After knowing that she was not busy now, he began to call her.
After telling Yin Ya about Lele's matter in detail, he also mentioned his own ideas. Yin Ya naturally agreed without hesitation. She told Yuan Zhou that she could come back tomorrow, so he didn't have to worry that Lele would receive the letter very late.
Since Yin Ya had agreed, Yuan Zhou naturally let go of this matter. However, he still had to pay attention to the frequency of replying to her letters.
Yuan Zhou thought for a long time and planned to maintain it at once every half a month. If there was any sudden incident, he could be more frequent, such as a conflict with his friends.
This should be enough. He said that it was a very remote place. Half a month was also within the range of Lele's tolerance.
"Next time, let Lele ask her father to accompany her. It's not safe to always run around alone." Yuan Zhou recalled the whole matter again. Although Lele's father always watched from behind, it was still better to accompany her.
After dealing with the chores, it was soon time to prepare the ingredients for lunch. Yuan Zhou began to prepare the ingredients step by step.
"Today is another day closer to the roast goose." Alex's little abacus kept clicking in his mind.
He was also lucky. He had just finished the mission of leading a group to eat at The Kitchen God yesterday, and today, he received another mission of leading a group to eat.
As the saying goes, when luck comes, it can't be stopped.
"Come, come, come. Line up here. There's only one hour left before the opening time of the restaurant. Don't worry, everyone. Just follow the rules." Alex's thoughts were wandering, but it didn't affect his professionalism.
Japanese, Thai, and finally English. It was prepared for the small number of tourists from other countries who only had two or three kittens in the cabin.
Among the tourists today, there was a famous Japanese food critic, who was called "Fujiwara's biggest rival". Well, this was a self-description. This guy was in his forties, totally not on the same level as Fujiwara. He liked to crazily ride on Fujiwara Jiayuan's popularity. Basically, he would step on anything that belonged to Fujiwara Jiayuan.
In Japan, where the seniority system was strict, this guy was also notorious. However, he also attracted a wave of rebellious young fans who disliked authority.
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