In order not to disturb other people's enjoyment of eating, Zhang Xin chose to stand so that she could be more mobile.
Why did it feel so weird? In fact, the biggest difference between the standing position and the other positions was that there were no chairs, and the other tables couldn't possibly be any more spacious than the others.
Therefore, many people subconsciously thought that this position was worse than the others. Therefore, as long as Yuan Yuan and Zhang Xin brought breakfast, they would usually choose this position.
Of course, this was the first time Zhang Xin came to eat breakfast. All her experience came from Yuan Yuan's wholehearted teaching. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to eat the sand crab juice that she had been longing for for a long time.
In The Kitchen God, there was an unwritten rule that only diners under the age of 40 were allowed to stand. Older people were prone to varicose veins if they kept standing.
"The taste of this brown sugar juice is so good. It's less than the one I brought, but it smells so good." Zhang Xin opened the lunchbox she brought.
Rather than calling it brown sugar glutinous rice cake, it would be more accurate to call it brown sugar glutinous rice cake. There wasn't much rice cake, but there was a lot of brown sugar.
Normal brown sugar glutinous rice cake only required some brown sugar to add some flavor. However, Zhang Xin's brown sugar glutinous rice cake was directly submerged in brown sugar juice. It was really unique.
Just by looking at the reddish-brown color, one could tell that the concentration of the brown sugar was not low.
On the other hand, the brown sugar porridge on top of the bean noodle glutinous rice balls was a lot lighter in color, and there wasn't much of it either. It was only enough to cover half of the glutinous rice balls, and it wouldn't spill onto the plate to dirty it. It looked refreshing and clean.
At this time, Su Ruoyan brought over a plate of sand crab juice. The smell of the sea attracted the attention of a young man beside Zhang Xin.
"Is this the smell of sand crab juice?" The young man, Mu Hua, sniffed the air with uncertainty.
As a native of Gui Province, he was very familiar with sand crab juice. However, the most common use of sand crab juice was as a seasoning. For example, braised beans with sand crab juice was the most common dish. There were also sand crab juice that could be used as a sauce. It could be dipped into white cut chicken or other tasteless dishes to give it the taste of sand crab juice. It was very delicious.
Of course, those who loved it naturally liked it very much. There were also many people from Gui Province who did not like the taste of sand crab juice and politely declined.
Everyone had their own preferences. Mu Hua was very understanding.
But now, he didn't understand. Breakfast wasn't porridge with crab juice. Why would he want crab juice?
Mu Hua couldn't help but stare curiously at Zhang Xin next to him as he glanced at the sweet bean flour glutinous rice ball.
Zhang Xin didn't notice that she had attracted the attention of others. She had always been very focused on eating.
Sniffing the sand crab juice, a salty and fishy smell rushed to the tip of his nose. It was the smell of sand crab juice.
"Very authentic." Zhang Xin was very satisfied.
After a series of choices, Zhang Xin quickly divided the sand crab juice into half and put a little bit of the sand crab juice on each Tangyuan. She also tried her best to make sure that each Tangyuan got the same amount of sand crab juice.
Soon, Mu Hua watched as the beautiful bean-flour glutinous rice balls were covered with a layer of greenish-white crab gravy. There were also minced crab shells and crab meat on them.
Looking at the sand crab juice alone, it wasn't that ugly. However, it paled in comparison to the beautiful and exquisite bean noodle glutinous rice balls made by Yuan Zhou.
"Hiss … Is this edible?" Mu Hua was a little incoherent.
It was the first time he knew that sand crab juice could be paired with glutinous rice balls. Especially sweet glutinous rice balls?
Just as Mu Hua stared with his eyes wide open, Zhang Xin had already started. She carefully put down the remaining half of the sand crab juice to prevent spilling a little and wasting it. Then, she picked up a glutinous rice ball with chopsticks and stuffed the whole glutinous rice ball into her mouth.
If the glutinous rice ball was a little bigger, it definitely wouldn't be able to fit. He didn't know how Zhang Xin did it so calmly.
"Kacha, kacha"
This was the sound of the crab shell colliding with the teeth. The salty crab juice collided with the sweet brown sugar, then the pink soybean powder, and finally the glutinous glutinous rice balls. Every layer felt different. A satisfied smile appeared on Zhang Xin's face. The taste was simply too good.
"Gulp"
Mu Hua watched Zhang Xin eat one glutinous rice ball at a time. After eating three in a row, he came back to his senses. "Is this really edible?"
Even if it was a specialty of his hometown, at this moment, Mu Hua couldn't go against his conscience and say that the sand crab juice was delicious with bean noodle glutinous rice balls.
Thinking about it, he knew it tasted bad. However, the smile on Zhang Xin's face made Mu Hua very confused. It wasn't until he began to eat breakfast that the soft and sweet taste called his soul back.
After Mu Hua finished his breakfast, when he looked up again, the small plate containing the sand crab juice was already empty. However, the beautiful reddish-brown glutinous rice cake with brown sugar juice had already changed color. However, the little girl still ate it with relish.
"It seems that I'm too inexperienced." While putting away the plate, Mu Hua planned to make room for others.
However, Zhang Xin's fierce eating method left a deep impression on him. It was really difficult to forget.
As the diners came in and left slowly, the breakfast time came to an end.
After sending off the last customer, Yuan Zhou finally had some free time.
Ever since he used the spoon in the God of Cooking Set, Yuan Zhou felt that cooking became more convenient. Besides, the spoon had no absorption effect on the seasonings and ingredients, nor would it be contaminated by other smells. It was currently the most suitable tool for Yuan Zhou.
"It seems to have a similar function to the Taste-Free Chopsticks, but there's something else." After several experiments, Yuan Zhou finally figured out the specific advantages of the spoon.
Not only could it avoid the residual smell of seasonings and ingredients, but it was also more sensitive to the heat control and could better grasp the time when the dishes were out of the pot. Therefore, in these two days, Yuan Zhou's culinary skills improved a little again.
Although it was only a little, professional chefs could still feel it, especially those chefs who had been eating Yuan Zhou's dishes every day recently. For example, Mark's legs had become much more agile. It should be the result of working in circles diligently.
Of course, Mark was also very persistent about becoming a disciple. He would ask about it three times a day.
Just now during breakfast, Mark waited until the opening hours ended to ask if Yuan Zhou had any plans to accept a disciple. But after getting rejected, he left quietly.
Mark wasn't a pedantic person. He knew there was strength in numbers. He heard that Head Chef Yuan would accept a disciple in name. Therefore, he decided to put the Singaporean cuisine and Spanish cuisine in name as a disciple in name.
Mark felt that he had nothing to fear from representing the Spanish cuisine.
Mark was considered a sensible person. Due to his age, the previous chef that came to be an apprentice was directly talked to by Jiang Changxi.
The main point was that if he wanted to be apprenticed, then so be it. But this guy still invited the lion dance team to help him every two or three days. It was so noisy that people on Taoxi Road felt that it was torture. Once, it even delayed the opening hours. This was very unreasonable.
Therefore, before Yuan Zhou could do anything, the queuing committee had already taken action.
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