Since he had to prepare breakfast for Yin Ya, he also made one for himself. Therefore, he didn't eat the breakfast of the customers.
This was the first time that Yuan Zhou ate breakfast in the restaurant. However, there were 100 servings of breakfast, which was good news for the customers.
"Great! There's meat for breakfast this morning." Wuhai leaned on the door with a big smile.
He looked like he wanted to embed his whole body into the door, which was even more exaggerated than usual. From this, one could see how excited Wuhai was.
"Are we going to eat meat buns today?" Wang Hong guessed behind him.
"No. Brother Hai means that there's meat for breakfast today, not buns," Hairy Bear explained.
Of course, this explanation was not much different from no explanation at all. Buns also had meat. Feeling that it was difficult for humans to communicate with animals, Wang Hong was already thinking of learning the language of animals.
It seemed to be very popular now. Wuhai, Yuan Zhou, and Zong Mo knew it. Should he follow this trend?
"Probably Roujiamo or Steamed Lamb Soup?" Hu Qingshan also came early this time, lining up behind Wang Hong.
Since he had witnessed the battle of the two girls with Wang Hong, the two of them could be considered to be on friendly terms.
"What you said makes sense. This is meat," Wang Hong thought for a while and said.
There was too little meat in the buns. For Wuhai, it was not much different from vegetables. Indeed, it couldn't be considered meat.
"It's not those. It should be porridge," Wuhai sniffed and said affirmatively.
"Then it's probably meat porridge," Wang Hong concluded.
Chen Xing was just behind Hu Qingshan. Although he was not convinced, he didn't forget the slap in the face last time.
He was still puzzled by how Wuhai could accurately guess the contents of the breakfast. However, the incident last time was still vivid in his mind.
"Am I really not suited to be a Rice Bucket?" Chen Xing started to doubt himself.
This was a big blow to him, who was determined to be the Rice Bucket of the restaurant.
"If he guessed the contents of the breakfast again, I'll fight for the second place. It should be easier," Chen Xing decided.
Mao Xiong and Yu Daoyi were offended.
Speaking of Yu Daoyi, he hadn't been to the store for a long time. Even when the new dishes were served and the Monthly Vegetarian Banquet was served, he was nowhere to be seen. That was because he had gone out to cultivate with the little Daoist boy.
Before he left, he had another fight with Wuhai. No, it was a competition. Of course, Yu Daoyi had lost.
Yu Daoyi felt that it was no longer enough to satisfy the evolving Black Beast just by practicing with the Taoist children or by studying on his own. He had to go out and look for opportunities. What if he found some treasures left behind by the ancestors? Anyway, he was looking for a breakthrough.
Xiao Chen wondered what kind of world-shaking skill Yu Daoyi would learn when he returned.
On the other hand, Wuhai was not worried at all.
He felt that Yu Daoyi would never be able to catch up to him, but he still acknowledged Yu Daoyi's potential.
Creak!
After Su Ruoyan arrived, she skillfully opened the half-opened door from the outside. Although they couldn't see Yuan Zhou's movements from the outside, it also indicated that breakfast was about to start. Everyone was very excited.
"I still can't smell anything." Chen Xing sniffled. He was very depressed.
It was fine that he couldn't smell anything through the door, but now that the door was open, he still couldn't smell anything. He felt very bad.
"Little Yanzi, it's almost time for breakfast. Open the door and let everyone in," Yuan Zhou said, looking at the time.
At this time, the three clay pots were already boiling with meat and porridge. It looked very tempting, and there was also a strong aroma wafting out. Yuan Zhou felt a little hungry after eating two bowls of porridge.
"Yes, Boss," Su Ruoyan answered and quickly went to open the door.
"It's time for breakfast. The first eighteen customers, please come in and eat."
Su Ruoyan's words were like an imperial edict. As soon as she spoke, Wu Hai took the lead and ran inside with Mao Xiong, followed closely by the others. Basically, when Su Ruoyan's voice faded away, the first echelon of customers had already found their seats and sat down.
"Today's breakfast is Pig Giblets Porridge. One bowl per person. Those who don't eat or don't eat much can ask," Yuan Zhou said.
"Pig Giblets Porridge?" Hu Qingshan was a little puzzled. He seemed to have never eaten it before.
"It's from Cantonese Cuisine." As a person from Zhejiang, Chen Xing was quite familiar with Cantonese Cuisine.
"Oh, I see. I have to taste it." Hu Qingshan wasn't picky.
Although he had answered the doubts of others, for Chen Xing, it was a sad time for him to give up fighting for the Golden Rice Bucket and challenge the second place.
Many people didn't have a particularly good impression of the giblets, but it also depended on who made them.
Of course, Yuan Zhou's culinary skills were absolutely impeccable. Even the contrarians from Japan were convinced by his craftsmanship. Ordinary people didn't even have the qualifications to argue with him.
As usual, when Yuan Zhou saw that no one had any objections, he picked up a handful of green leaves from the chopping board and sprinkled them into the boiling porridge, giving the porridge a bright green luster.
Before the porridge was taken out of the pot, some wolfberry leaves were sprinkled on the porridge to enhance the color and flavor. When Yuan Zhou was done, the porridge was ready. He picked up a bowl and started scooping it up.
A big bowl of pig giblets porridge was served to every diner. There were about two ounces of porridge in it.
The white porridge, the dark-colored pieces of meat, and the green wolfberry leaves were not very thin. On the contrary, the thick porridge looked very tempting. The rich fragrance of the meat tempted one's appetite.
Some customers felt that eating such greasy food early in the morning would be a little greasy. They couldn't help drooling and regretted inwardly. They shouldn't have compared Head Chef Yuan's food with others' because there was no comparison at all.
"Gulp."
Chen Xing, who was originally sad, couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he smelled the fragrance. He couldn't care less about his melancholy anymore. All he could see was the porridge in front of him.
He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew on it. When he felt the heat recede, he put it into his mouth. As there wasn't enough time to cool down, the porridge was still a little hot. However, this was the best temperature to eat porridge.
It was fragrant and smooth, the rice grains were soft and melted with a sip, while the pork offal was crisp and tender and cracked with a bite. The fragrance of the meat, the fresh fragrance, the rice fragrance, and the taste of the wolfberry leaf spread on the tip of the tongue. It felt as if all the dormant cells had been awakened. It really made people unable to help but start eating mouthful after mouthful.
With Yuan Zhou's control of the heat, the porridge was naturally just right. The softness of the porridge and the freshness of the pork offal were all perfectly preserved in a bowl of porridge.
"It's delicious. It's really delicious. I have to get second place. It's already not good that such a delicious restaurant didn't get first place. If I can't get second place, I'll settle down in Chengdu and keep coming here to eat," Chen Xing decided.
This kid was very stubborn about the title of Rice Bucket. Even if he couldn't get the gold title, he could still get the silver title. Of course, Chen Xing didn't know that the little The Kitchen God was definitely a hidden talent in the Rice Bucket category. He was at a disadvantage because he didn't see the battle between Mao Xiong and Yu Daoyi.
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