But today, Wang Hong actually drooled when he saw Wuhai. That was a bit too much.
"Slurp"
Wuhai swallowed his saliva subconsciously and said, "There's a new Compass. My stomach feels empty and I want to eat it."
It smelled so good that he couldn't even speak properly.
Logically speaking, Wu Hai had been through hundreds of battles. Such an uncontrollable situation shouldn't have occurred to him. The main reason was that he had drunk too much yesterday and his stomach was burning. Now that he smelled the irresistible fragrance, he was naturally hungrier.
"Whew …"
Wang Hong leaned over and sniffed subconsciously. But not everyone's nose was like a black beast's, so he didn't smell anything, which was embarrassing.
"How fragrant is it?" Wang Hong asked Wuhai.
He couldn't help imagining what kind of delicacy could have such a great fragrance in his mind. However, although he had the brain of a novelist and a rich imagination, there was still a gap between him and Yuan Zhou's culinary skills. It was really hard to imagine.
"You'll know when the door is opened." Zhao YIngjun who had been watching the whole process muttered.
"I'm more curious about the breakfast that made Wuhai so intoxicated." Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wuhai's current state and became more curious.
She had been stationed in The Kitchen God for a long time, but she had never seen Wuhai like this.
"He must have drunk too much last night." Lao Lu also came to have breakfast.
Lao Lu, who didn't realize how much he drank yesterday, was talking about others openly. He didn't have any idea at all.
Just when the customers were talking about it, the time for breakfast arrived as scheduled.
Su Ruoyan opened the wooden door and said a classic line. Wuhai was the first to jump into the restaurant impatiently. Even Wang Hong and the others behind him walked more hurriedly than before because they were too curious.
The customers in the second echelon wished that they were the giraffes, stretching their necks to look into the restaurant. Even if they couldn't eat, they wanted to see what kind of food it was.
"Compass, what's for breakfast today? It smells so good," Wuhai said before he even sat down.
Although he didn't want to look into Wuhai's nose, Yuan Zhou couldn't help but look at him.
"There are two kinds of casserole porridge, fish porridge and shrimp porridge. Which one do you want?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Since the taste is different, can I have a bowl of each of them?" Wuhai immediately said.
"Sure." Yuan Zhou nodded.
In fact, it was similar to the Clear Broth Noodle Soup and the Clear Broth Noodle Soup Set.
"That's great. Give me a bowl of each dish," Wuhai said immediately.
It was as if he was afraid that Yuan Zhou would go back on his word if he was too late.
Although two bowls of Wuhai's porridge wasn't enough, it was better than one bowl.
"So it's casserole porridge. No wonder I'm drooling just by hearing it." Wang Hong seemed to have thought of the sticky texture of the porridge.
"I haven't eaten the porridge in The Kitchen God's restaurant. Boss Yuan's culinary skills are worth looking forward to." The customers were quite enthusiastic about the porridge.
Estimating their appetite, most of them ordered two bowls of porridge, while some ordered one bowl. For example, Su Xiaoxiao. It wasn't that she couldn't eat, but she didn't eat shrimp. She would feel itchy if she ate it, which was a mild allergic reaction. Therefore, she didn't eat it.
Actually, the porridge was almost done. Just when the customers came in, Yuan Zhou sprinkled some vegetables and chopped green onions on the porridge. It was time to serve the porridge.
Yuan Zhou's estimation wasn't wrong. One casserole could just scoop seven bowls of porridge. And the porridge bowls prepared by Yuan Zhou were different from the ordinary ones.
Ordinary bowls were usually made of white porcelain, which was relatively light and thin. However, it wasn't suitable for casserole porridge. After all, casserole porridge was hot and fresh. Therefore, Yuan Zhou prepared a coarse porcelain bowl.
Although it was said to be coarse, it actually wasn't coarse at all. On the contrary, it had a sense of rough beauty. It wasn't the traditional brown color, but black. The body of the bowl was slightly thick and the mouth of the bowl was relatively big.
The black porcelain bowl looked relatively big, but it didn't contain much porridge, which was about the size of a bowl of noodles.
Theoretically, an adult would be at least 70% full after drinking such a bowl of thick porridge, which was more or less enough for breakfast. However, this rule didn't apply in The Kitchen God.
"That's the taste. It smells so good." Wuhai took a deep breath contentedly.
The porridge bowls were carried to the customers very soon. Wuhai stared at the bowls without blinking as if he were afraid that the porridge would run away.
Against the black background, the originally snow-white and delicate fish meat, the tender green onions, green vegetables, and the red prawns all looked bright and colorful.
He picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful of porridge. Regardless of how hot it was, he stuffed it into his mouth. Besides the slight scalding temperature, the tender and slightly sweet fish meat and the crispy green vegetables met in his mouth. The taste was indescribably wonderful.
"It's so comfortable." Wuhai ate one spoonful of porridge after another. Even sweat appeared on his forehead.
Not only Wuhai, but also most of the other customers were in the same state. The temperature of the casserole porridge prepared by Yuan Zhou was a little higher than that of ordinary porridge. However, it wasn't a temperature that couldn't be eaten. Instead, it was just right and felt a little hot.
When it entered the stomach, it warmed up the stomach. This was also what Yuan Zhou thought of when he saw those guys drinking too much yesterday and then saw the casserole. After all, even Peach, who didn't like drinking, drank a lot last night.
It just so happened that the few people who were drinking yesterday had all made an appointment to come for breakfast today, and she didn't know if they had made an appointment.
In addition, the temperature in Chengdu City was inexplicably low this morning. Therefore, the casserole porridge was served just in time and everyone ate quite comfortably.
The thick and soft porridge, the tender fish meat and the prawns that could be eaten from head to tail all brought the customers a good dining experience.
However delicious the porridge was, there were only 100 servings. Very soon, the breakfast time passed.
After seeing Su Ruoyan off, Yuan Zhou entered the kitchen as soon as possible. Today was the first seven days. Yuan Zhou intended to cook something special for the rice. He planned to use the broth to cook some rotten noodles, which was more suitable for breakfast.
"Give me the rice. This is yours." Yuan Zhou carried a big bowl to the back door and poured half of it into the bowl of rice.
Then, he paused for a while and continued to pour the remaining half of the bowl into the clean bowl at the side, "This is for Broth."
After pouring the noodles, Yuan Zhou didn't leave. He just squatted on the spot and planned to watch the rice finish eating before leaving. After all, today was a little special.
The rice didn't eat first today. Instead, it smelled the two bowls and barked at Yuan Zhou, "Woof, woof, woof."
Looking at the wet eyes of the rice, Yuan Zhou's expression became a little softer. He didn't reach out to rub it, but just said in a low voice, "Don't worry. I'm fine. You have to eat more to grow stronger."
While saying that, he seemed to think of something and said again, "The doctor said that you can't lie still all the time and you have to exercise. After breakfast, you can go to play with Meaty Rich and the others for a while. Meaty Rich is also a mother. You must have a common language."
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