It was very fluffy and soft. When he picked it up with his chopsticks, he found that the surface of the steamed bun was smooth and glossy. It glowed with a little grease, which was obviously different from the steamed bun made of ordinary flour.
"Awoo …"
Jiang Nuan opened her mouth and bit off half of the steamed bun. She swallowed it and chewed. The first thing she felt was the faint fragrance of the lotus leaves, followed by the soft texture. When she chewed carefully, there was a little sweetness and a natural trace of sourness.
"Grandma's secret recipe?" Jiang Nuan was stunned.
It was just a little bit. If she didn't pay attention, she wouldn't have noticed it. It was the familiar sourness that awakened Jiang Nuan's memory.
This sourness was not acetic or citric acid, nor was it added with any seasoning. In her memory, the steamed bun made by grandma had a unique sourness.
"Although it's not as good as grandma's in my memory, it's really not an illusion. Boss Yuan really knows how to make authentic steamed bun!"
Jiang Nuan felt Boss Yuan's awesomeness. After all, it was her grandma's secret recipe, and no one else knew how to make it. She decided to ask Boss Yuan about the secret recipe after eating it.
"It's so good." Jiang Nuan stuffed the remaining half into her mouth.
Her cheeks puffed up like a little hamster eating, which made Jiang Nuan look even more petite and cute. Of course, her eyes were a little red, and she looked like a rabbit.
"Are you crying? How is it? Is it delicious? "Zhong Xiaoxiao wanted to eat it, but she didn't dare to move when she saw Jiang Nuan's slightly red eyes.
Jiang Nuan blinked her almond-shaped eyes as if she had just come back to her senses. Hearing the caution in Zhong Xiaoxiao's words, she quickly blinked away the tears in her eyes again and nodded vigorously. "It's very delicious. Thank you for bringing me here, Xiaoxiao. It has the taste I like."
She used a few affirmative sentences to express her meaning and even gave a big thank you at the end.
"Hahaha, it's good that you like it. I feel that introducing customers to The Kitchen God, Boss Yuan will definitely satisfy them." Zhong Xiaoxiao paused and said, "It's so delicious. I have to try it. I've been wanting it for a long time."
She picked up a steamed bun and sent it into her mouth. She took a bite and was immediately conquered by the fluffy and sweet texture. The unique taste with a little sourness of rice became its unique mark. It was delicious.
"I feel like I've discovered another treasure. Little Swallow, order me a steamed bun as well."
"I'll get two servings for two people."
"I want one too."
When the surrounding customers saw the two girls enjoying their meal, they immediately called Su Ruoyan, who was next to them, to order the steamed buns. The steamed buns weren't expensive and cost less than 100 yuan each. They could be eaten once in a while.
To be honest, a famous restaurant like The Kitchen God might be the only restaurant in the world that didn't even need to pay a deposit for ordering delicacies.
In The Kitchen God, even Wu Hai, who ate every day, did not dare to boast that he had eaten all the dishes on the menu. After all, there were too many cuisines. Even a beast could not eat much every day, let alone an ordinary person.
More importantly, not everyone was as rich as Wu Hai. It was already an amazing feat for someone to use the Master Chef Restaurant as a cafeteria several times a week. Moreover, one had to be rich and have the time to do so.
Therefore, when they saw their fellow customers ordering delicious delicacies, they would follow them in the restaurant.
"Steamed Bun, there are still five servings left today. The first five customers who ordered can eat today. The remaining customers can make a reservation today and come to eat one week later." Yuan Zhou took advantage of the time when the dishes were carried out and said.
Every time he made a reservation, Yuan Zhou would consciously make more. One reason was that it would be more convenient to make the reservation when there were more things. The other reason was that everyone would make the reservation together every time. Yuan Zhou had already gotten used to that.
"Thank you, Boss Yuan. I want one."
"Hahaha, that's great. I can eat it now."
"I'll eat it with my wife next week. I'll give the spot to the person behind me."
The customers were very supportive of what Yuan Zhou said and said one after another according to his requirements. Seeing Yuan Zhou carry out five plates of steamed buns neatly, the atmosphere in the restaurant became even more exhilarating.
After Jiang Nuan finished her meal, she waited on the bench outside for the lunch to end. She wanted to ask about the secret recipe of the steamed buns.
At the side, Zhong Xiaoxiao also accompanied her and waited. She followed the customers into the restaurant one after another and left contentedly.
When the lunch time ended, Yuan Zhou also noticed Jiang Nuan and Zhong Xiaoxiao who were waiting outside.
"Boss Yuan, I have something to ask you." Jiang Nuan went straight to the point. She also knew that she couldn't waste Yuan Zhou's time.
"Go ahead." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"I want to ask about the cooking method of the steamed buns." Jiang Nuan suddenly thought that asking a chef about the cooking method was like asking a magician about the secrets of magic.
Therefore, Jiang Nuan told him about the secret recipe of her grandma and the matter of the steamed buns.
"I want to know whether it's a coincidence that the steamed buns cooked by Boss Yuan are similar to the steamed buns made by my grandma." Jiang Nuan summarized the question.
Yuan Zhou thought for a while and still didn't know how to answer.
"Well, is my question a little too much?" Jiang Nuan immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, Boss Yuan."
"It's not inconvenient. It's just that for the steamed buns, there's no technique or secret recipe," Yuan Zhou said.
"Um?" Jiang Nuan looked at Yuan Zhou blankly.
"I was thinking just now. The steamed buns are pastries made from naturally fermented rice. Although they are called steamed buns, they actually don't need to be kneaded like the steamed buns. Therefore, there's no method to knead the dough."
Yuan Zhou briefly explained the cooking process to Jiang Nuan. "You only need to mix the rice with sweet wine for a few days, grind it into a pulp and ferment it, and then put it into a mold. The reason why the shape of my steamed buns is different from other steamed buns is also because of the mold."
Even if she didn't know how to cook, she could understand after listening to Yuan Zhou's explanation. Besides, Jiang Nuan knew how to cook.
"Then what's the secret recipe of my grandma?" Jiang Nuan was a little confused. Actually, she wanted to ask why she could only eat the steamed buns and The Kitchen God if there was no secret recipe.
Although he didn't finish his words, Yuan Zhou already understood. Therefore, he voiced out his opinion.
"The sourness that you ate is different from other steamed buns. It's the taste of the sweet rice wine fermented for a long time. Therefore, you need at least five days to prepare it in advance. Also, the clarity of the rice milk is also a meticulous task that requires time. "
Yuan Zhou: "I think that Madam Jiang, your grandma prepared it in advance and was meticulous enough. Madam Jiang, you can think carefully about whether your grandma would ask for a more accurate time every time you want to go back."
His words were very clear. After this reminder, Jiang Nuan really remembered that every time she wanted to go back, her grandma and grandpa would be very happy. For example, during the National Day holiday, her grandma would call in mid-September to ask if she would be coming back during the holiday.
But even so, because of work, Jiang Nuan only went back two or three times a year.
"I see." Jiang Nuan felt her heart filled with happiness. Then, she solemnly thanked him. "Thank you, Boss Yuan."
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