Yuan Zhou didn't intend to eat the instant noodles today because he had a great appetite for today's breakfast.
As the most famous morning tea culture in Guangdong Province, there were countless pastries inside. Many Cantonese chefs had their own morning tea pastries. In any case, Yuan Zhou only knew that President Song Ming's specialty was water chestnut cake, which was known as the best chestnut in Guangdong Province.
Yuan Zhou always felt that this nickname was given by his opponent and it was a little weird.
Today's breakfast was chicken ball buns. The reason why Yuan Zhou had this sudden idea was because of a call he received yesterday.
It was a call from the honorary vice president of Guangdong Province, Qiu Ji. As a famous pastry master in Cantonese cuisine, he had the title of King of Pastry. His relationship with Ji Yi could be said to be like Qiu Ji in the south and Ji Yi in the north.
Although they didn't communicate much, Yuan Zhou had always respected these cooking seniors. Therefore, he was very cautious when he received Qiu Ji's call.
Qiu Ji also didn't call for nothing. He made a long story short, mainly because he was worried about the current morning tea culture. Due to various reasons, some types of morning tea had gradually disappeared in most of the morning tea restaurants, and one of them was the chicken ball buns.
After all, Qiu Ji's specialty was the chicken ball buns, sugar shaweng, and fried egg powder. He had more feelings for these than ordinary people.
Of course, it wasn't because he was good at these things that he felt shouldn't disappear, but because the skills behind the food were gradually disappearing. This was the most painful part.
In fact, the culinary circle had always been evolving and disappearing. This wasn't because the dishes weren't delicious, but because there were many reasons.
With Yuan Zhou's current status, there was nothing wrong with Qiu Ji looking for him. If there was anyone in the culinary circle who had the ability to change the current situation, almost everyone would say Yuan Zhou's name at the same time.
Yuan Zhou comforted the somewhat anxious Qiu Ji. After hanging up the call, he decided to make chicken ball buns for breakfast this morning.
Honestly speaking, the chicken ball buns had a higher requirement for skills. Only a few old teahouses would sell them. This was also one of the reasons why they were gradually disappearing.
The so-called chicken ball buns were big buns made of bone-in chicken, pork, fresh bamboo shoots, and other ingredients, with a variety of fillings.
Big buns were extremely big buns. If one didn't have good skills, they wouldn't even be able to wrap the buns properly. Furthermore, big buns were as important as barbecued pork buns. A steamed chicken ball big bun needed to be like a blooming flower.
It really wasn't something that an ordinary person could wrap up easily. Even the skin of the bun was a big problem.
With more fillings, it meant that the steaming time was different from ordinary steamed buns. Therefore, it was very important to control the steaming time. If it was too early or too late, the steamed buns would either not be cooked or collapse.
The key was that many customers liked to eat more than one type of food, and the Chicken Ball Big Bun was a big bun. Therefore, it was a burden for the new teahouses.
Pa! Pa!
Yuan Zhou smashed the dough on the chopping board with all his might. To make buns, he naturally needed to knead the dough first. Whether the dough was kneaded well or not would determine whether the skin of the buns would break.
Moreover, the chicken meat also needed to be selected. An authentic Chicken Ball Big Bun required chicken meat with bones. Therefore, he had to pay attention to all parts, including the tenderness of the meat.
These things were done by Yuan Zhou in a natural and smooth manner. He didn't feel that it was very difficult, but rather pleasing to the eye.
Just as Yuan Zhou was making the big bun, a long queue had begun to form at the door. As long as Queen Jiang wasn't here, Wuhai would definitely be able to keep his first place. This was the confidence of the restaurant's Chief Rice Bucket.
"Brother Hai, what do you think is for breakfast this morning?" Mao Xiong asked tirelessly every day.
Wu Hai sniffed with all his might while leaning against the door. After sniffing for a while, he said, "It's a new breakfast. I've never eaten it before. But it smells like steamed buns."
"Is it Soup Buns?" The grandpa came with his wife today.
They came early and stood behind Mao Xiong and the others. Today was another day when Zhou Xi wasn't here.
Although he was old, his hearing was still quite good. The grandpa had an obsession with Soup Buns. He wanted to eat Soup Buns every day. Of course, it was also because the granny liked to eat it. That was the most important thing.
When he heard Wuhai's words, he immediately thought it was Soup Buns. Of course, Yuan Zhou had made many buns before, such as Crab Roe Buns, Soup Dumplings, Longan Buns, Barbecued Pork Buns, etc. But the grandpa definitely had a true love for Soup Buns.
"No, it's a new bun. It's very fragrant, and it's all meat." Wuhai's saliva almost dripped down as he smelled it.
The grandpa pursed his lips. Although it wasn't Soup Buns, he still had to eat Yuan Zhou's breakfast.
"The buns are all pretty good," the granny pulled the grandpa's sleeve and said gently.
Hearing that, the grandpa immediately beamed with joy and whispered to the granny about the meat in the new bun.
As for Mao Xiong, she had already moved closer to smell it. Although she wasn't proficient enough to lean against the door, she could at least get closer to Wuhai.
Standing behind the four people, Wang Hong revealed a look of desperation. He patted the cold dog food on his face randomly.
Of course, after Wuhai's guess was spread out, everyone believed it. Therefore, the breakfast line started to discuss about the buns. Nevertheless, the breakfast hawker at the side was very happy about the buns. Because the number of servings for breakfast was definitely not enough, the customers who didn't get to eat it would definitely want to eat the buns to make up for themselves. Then, wouldn't the business get better?
Very soon, the breakfast time began.
Following Su Ruoyan's instruction, the customers started to walk into the restaurant. The first 16 customers entered the restaurant one after another and found their usual seats familiarly.
"Chicken Ball Big Buns. One for each," Yuan Zhou looked at them and said.
Although he wasn't satisfied with only one, Wuhai couldn't say anything. It was the rule. However, he was already glancing around to see if anyone needed help. His focus was on the grandpa's table.
As expected, the grandpa and the others only ordered one serving. Then, Wuhai immediately asked them to order one more serving. He gave them the money so that they could eat two servings.
The Chicken Ball Big Buns lived up to its name. It was really a big bun. The steamer that was carried to them was glistening yellow and emitting white steam, accompanied by a little fragrance of flour and meat.
Carefully opening the lid of the steamer, the grandpa couldn't help but gasp, "Luckily, I only ordered one. Otherwise, I really can't finish it."
If he couldn't finish it, it would be a waste and he would be blacklisted. Even the grandpa didn't think it was worth it.
It wasn't strange that the grandpa was surprised. The Big Buns were as big as their name suggested. They were at least three times the size of ordinary buns. One could imagine how big they were. The whole steamer was filled to the brim.
And the Chicken Ball Big Buns made by Yuan Zhou were definitely the most authentic kind. Each of them was up to the standard and weighed four ounces.
"This bun is good." Looking at the bun that looked like a blooming flower, Wuhai was very satisfied with its appearance. "It's just that it's a little small. It doesn't live up to its name."
Glancing at the other bun that the grandpa ordered, Wuhai still felt it was a little small.
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