"Should we line up now?" Gan Zhong looked at the bustling crowd on the street and couldn't make up his mind.
"Should we wait?" Yan Xiliang wasn't sure, either.
According to the information he found, the time to line up hadn't arrived yet. Otherwise, there wouldn't be no one at the entrance of the restaurant. However, it should be soon because there were already customers waiting.
For example, there were also several people standing under the eaves opposite them. They seemed to be hiding from the sun, but their eyes were fixed on the entrance of The Kitchen God. It was self-evident what they meant.
"We start lining up at 11. There's still half an hour left. We can sit here and wait," Director Wang said directly.
At this time, they were standing under the eaves outside the entrance of The Kitchen God. Not far from them was the bench for resting. It was prepared by the Queuing Committee and the Street Office for the convenience of the customers in the line.
Director Wang always liked to collect information in advance. He wouldn't fight a battle he wasn't sure of winning. As the strategist of the association, he definitely lived up to his name.
"I think it's okay." The rest of them all agreed with Director Wang's opinion.
Therefore, the five of them sat on the bench with their backs facing The Kitchen God. It was unknown whether it was because of the calmness in their hearts or because the sun wasn't shining, but they felt much cooler than before.
"Di Di Da Da"
Time ticked by.
"Pa"
Wu Hai bounced up from the bed. He got off the bed and combed his hair anxiously. At this time, there were only five minutes left to line up.
"What's wrong?" Mao Xiong was originally working on her computer when she was startled by Wu Hai's actions.
"I have a hunch that we have to go earlier today. Otherwise, the first place will definitely be taken away," Wu Hai said seriously.
"Then let's go quickly." Mao Xiong trusted Wu Hai's judgment. She had been chatting with her friends about going shopping in Paris. She threw her computer aside and dragged Wu Hai to the window.
They usually went downstairs by taking the slide, which not only saved time but was also environmentally friendly.
"Xiu"
In a few seconds, Wu Hai and Mao Xiong arrived downstairs. As soon as they stood still, they stared at Yan Xiliang and the others who were about to stand up.
"There really is someone who wants to snatch this beast's first place." Wuhai pulled the hairy bear along and quickly stood in the line at the entrance of the restaurant.
When Director Wang saw this, he immediately said, "Looks like we can line up now. Let's go."
Thus, the group of five people dressed in suits quickly stood behind Mao Xiong and the others, which meant that it was only a matter of time.
Now, Taoxi Road was bustling. The people who had been under the eaves sped up and walked over. Even many people who were sitting at the stalls took the things in their hands and walked over while eating. They were queuing up for fear that they would miss out if they were late.
From the time Wuhai's hairy bear lined up to Yan Xiliang's group, it took less than a minute. Then, a group of people came from behind, moving extremely fast.
"Brother Hai is too smart. We've secured first place." Hairy Bear said happily.
Being the first was nothing, but being the first to be able to eat Yuan Zhou's delicacies was a big deal. Therefore, Wu Hai and the others, who were in a favorable position, had to keep the first place.
"Of course. As long as it's related to Yuan Zhou, I'm always smart." Wuhai was quite smug.
Not long after they started to line up, the person on duty from the Queuing Committee arrived. He placed the bucket of Sour Plum Soup under the eaves and took out the paper cups. Then, he began to scoop up the soup and serve it to the customers lining up.
The color was dark brown, similar to the color of traditional Chinese medicine. However, it smelled sweet. Coupled with the cool smell, it made people feel much more comfortable.
After taking a sip, the sweet and sour taste spread in the mouth. Actually, it wasn't very cold. This was because Yuan Zhou had told him that if it was too cold, it would easily hurt the stomach. Secondly, if it was too cold under the hot sun, it wouldn't be good for the body and it wouldn't be effective in preventing heatstroke.
Therefore, the people from the Queuing Committee strictly followed Yuan Zhou's instructions. Even if it wasn't very cold, the sweet and sour taste in the mouth was also a great way to relieve the heat and make people feel very comfortable.
"So Sour Plum Soup tastes so good as well?" Yan Xiliang took another sip.
As a master chef, he naturally knew how to cook a niche snack like Sour Plum Soup. However, he felt that even if he cooked it himself, it wouldn't taste as good as this Sour Plum Soup. Moreover, he had just seen those people using Sour Plum Soup.
"It doesn't feel like it's brewed. It feels more like it's been meticulously cooked. How strange," Gan Zhong felt curious as well.
Perhaps it was because their actions were too loud, Mao Xiong heard them and said, "This is Boss Yuan's Sour Plum Soup."
What he meant was that whatever Yuan Zhou made would naturally be delicious regardless of whether it was made into a soup or cooked on the spot.
Yan Xiliang and the others naturally understood this layer of meaning very well, and they immediately became used to it.
"So it's made by Head Chef Yuan. No wonder it tastes so good," Huo Ting drank the last sip and planned to order another cup.
He loved this type of sweet and sour drink. Even as he grew older, this hobby of his had never changed.
As they drank the Sour Plum Soup and talked about Yuan Zhou, time passed quickly. It was time to get their numbers. Soon, it was time for lunch.
"It's lunchtime. The first 18 customers, please come in for lunch," Su Ruoyan stood at the door and said her daily lines.
Then, along with the vigorous movements of Wuhai and Mao Xiong, lunch began.
Yan Xiliang was startled by the actions of Wuhai and the others. After a momentary daze, he took the lead and entered the restaurant. Following Mao Xiong and the others, he sat at the seat closest to Yuan Zhou.
When Yuan Zhou saw Yan Xiliang and the others, he nodded at them as a greeting. During business hours, unless absolutely necessary, Yuan Zhou wouldn't open his mouth.
As soon as Wu Hai sat down, he began to order dishes familiarly. He didn't just order for one person, but for two people. Half of the meat was sweet. The meat was for him and the sweet was for Mao Xiong. Half was just right for each of them.
"What shall we order?" Gan Zhong asked in a low voice.
They weren't here to test Yuan Zhou's culinary skills, as they weren't qualified to do so. They were just here to have a meal. However, there were so many dishes in Qin that it wasn't easy to pick out the dishes.
"Just choose what you like. Anyway, they are all delicious," Yan Xiliang said straightforwardly.
Gan Zhong's eyes lit up. This was also a solution. It would be easy to choose what he liked. There was no need to struggle. As the saying goes, it's hard to buy what you like.
Therefore, when Su Ruoyan came to order, Gan Zhong said first, "I want a Guanzhong Braised Three Delicacies, Xuanzong Fragrant Chicken, Minghuang Tofu, and Great Xia Hongfu. That's all."
Gan Zhong ordered meat, vegetables, and rice. All kinds of dishes were what he wanted to eat but couldn't be cooked well enough. He had eaten the dishes cooked by many people, but none of them had the wonderful taste described in the ancient books.
"Not bad, Vice President. All the dishes are from the Eight Treasures. Then I'll order something simple. Cinnamon Fried Chicken Slices, Lotus Pod Fish Maw, Candied Bird's Nest, Stir-Fried Kidney, and so on." Miao Zhonghua followed up and said.
Although Miao Zhonghua was chubby, he really liked to eat light food. One could tell from the dishes he ordered. There were very few dishes with thick oil and red sauce, and there were also very few dishes with strong flavors. However, he was the type that would gain weight just by drinking water. As a chef, he would gain weight just by drinking water. If he hadn't joined the Chefs' Fitness Association with Wang Jike, he probably wouldn't be able to keep his chubby figure.
Needless to say, he felt wronged.
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