Chapter 2253 Strange Happiness

"I met an acquaintance, I'm going out for a while." Xuan Meng hurriedly said to Ding Shao, and then ran out.

After catching up with Mouse, she asked: "How have you been these two years?"

"Very good, Doctor Xuan." Mouse replied.

"I was invited to the shop by a friend. I'm sorry if I disturb you while eating," Xuan Meng said.

"It's okay. It'll be fine if I treat Dr. Xuan as Xuan Shike." Mouse replied.

This answer was confusing, but Xuanmeng understood. The rat was used to the crowded environment of Chef God's shop, so it was no problem for diners to come and go.

"That's good. Just call me Xiao Xuan and treat me as a diner." Xuan Meng nodded and said, "Do you like Boss Yuan's craftsmanship?"

"Yes." Mouse nodded: "Every time I eat a dish, I will write it down in the book. The more I remember, the happier I will be. Then I can draw pictures at home to make money."

"That's good, I can give you a few more notebooks and continue writing after you finish writing." Xuan Meng said.

"I bought a lot," Mouse said.

"Okay, I'll go back and continue eating." Xuan Meng left. Although Mo Zi was no longer her patient, it was quite satisfying that Mo Zi could find something he liked and persisted in.

Sometimes people are really happy for the happiness of strangers.

Xuan Meng ran back to the store in a hurry. The food was already served. The rich and tangy aroma hit her nose, which immediately diverted Xuan Meng's attention. There was only food in her eyes and nothing else.

I kept my head down and ate vigorously, and with the addition of gay friends, the meal was quite lively.

Fighting for food and chickens pecking each other are also enjoyable to watch, but of course they are not as good as the turbulence of the black beasts and the others.

When they finally collapsed holding their stomachs in their hands, the two of them felt that they had no choice but to hold on to the wall.

Ding Shao said: "How about it? It's delicious. I told you to come early, but you still don't believe it."

"It's really delicious. The dishes cooked by Chef Yuan are really outstanding. I feel like no one will dislike it. I was too busy before, but don't worry, I will be very free in the next period of time." Xuan Meng has already made up his mind. .

“Chef Yuan is the king of chefs in China and even Asia.

I think it’s almost the same in Europe. "Ding Shao said.

She now eats at least three meals a week at the God of Cooking restaurant, which is actually not much. On average, a meal costs about 300 yuan per person, which is still affordable based on her salary.

"I wonder if there is a lychee feast, but if there is, it will definitely be delicious." Xuan Meng looked yearning.

What Xuan Meng was talking about was that the dishes on the table were all made of lychees, which was similar to what she ordered today, but they were different.

Because the banquet is basically the same, from the side dishes to the final dessert, all are made of lychees. Just thinking about Xuan Meng makes me drool.

Xuanmeng also thinks that the other dishes here taste quite good, but deep-rooted habits are hard to change. Her favorite dish is still the dish made with lychees.

"I do know that there is a banquet in the store. It seems that you have to book it in advance. We can ask." Ding Shao said.

The two of them are basically the last two or three diners, so now the store is somewhat empty.

Xuan Meng perked up as soon as he heard this, but seeing that Yuan Zhou seemed to be still busy, he knew that this was not the best time, so he didn't say anything more.

Finally, when Yuan Zhou sent them out, Xuan Meng finally found the opportunity.

"Excuse me, boss, do you have a full lychee banquet here?" Xuan Meng asked.

"Yes, there are Yunnan style and Cantonese style. You need to make a reservation one day in advance, and you need to have a valid reason." Yuan Zhou said very professionally.

"Justified reason?" Xuan Meng was a little confused.

There must be a reason to eat. As expected of a skilled chef, there are many rules, but Xuanmeng doesn't think there are any. All masters have their own personalities.

"My friend just came to Chengdu. I want to welcome her and arrange a Cantonese-style lychee banquet. Can it be done tomorrow?" Ding Shao said with a flash of thought.

The sweet and soft voice sounds like sugar, giving people a refreshing feeling in this summer evening.

When Yuan Zhou heard this reason, he nodded directly and said, "Okay, would you like to ask whether it will be at noon or evening tomorrow?"

"Let's set it at noon." Xuan Meng looked at Ding Shao and said directly.

She knows that Ding Shao will go to work tomorrow, and after going to work, Ding Shao can only be on time at noon and takes a long time to eat. At night, he will mostly have to work overtime, and it will definitely be too late.

"No problem." Yuan Zhou recorded it directly.

Ding and Shao saw that they had arranged tomorrow's lunch, and quickly said goodbye in a sensible manner. The sun at noon was so bright that it made people dizzy.

However, Taoxi Road is still bustling with people, because the vendors have roofs to provide shade and basically have no rest. The constant stream of people passing by still brings a lot of business.

After Yuanzhou washed up, he went directly back to the kitchen. The bacon and fish he had cured in the morning were ready for the final step of smoking.

Smoking also requires steps. What Yuanzhou is doing now is preliminary smoking, using orange branches, leaves, roots and stems, as well as dry orange peels. This can give the meat a taste of orange and can be stored for a long time. a little.

This smoking is carried out in the kitchen. In the corner of the back wall, a one-meter space is isolated by the system. There is a bracket that can be hung on it, and below it is a simple, fully open stove that can burn wood. , exactly where bacon can be smoked.

"Crackling"

After hanging the meat, Yuan Zhou quickly lit the firewood. Because of the presence of grease, the firewood made a crackling sound. After a while, thick white smoke rose up, directly surrounding all the hanging meat. Bacon, cured fish, cured duck, etc.

With systematic black technology, the smoke will only surround the meat and will not go to other places, let alone disturb people. It is simply a must-have for home travel and picnics.

Of course, outsiders can’t buy it either.

While Yuan Zhou was busy, there was a sound of footsteps outside the store door, and then the familiar figure of Cheng Zhaomei appeared, followed by a familiar figure, tall and big, with the sun behind his back, which was a bit dazzling, so he couldn't see clearly for a moment.

"Master, am I not disturbing you?" Cheng Zhaomei asked cautiously when she saw Yuan Zhou standing in the kitchen as soon as she came in.

He had calculated correctly that it was almost the end of business hours, and he had half an hour to spare before Yuan Zhou started practicing at other times.

Who would have known that Yuan Zhou had gone into the kitchen early today in order to smoke bacon. It was Cheng Zhaomei's miscalculation.

"I'm not busy. Do you want to recruit a girl?" Yuan Zhou came out of the kitchen and stood at the partition.

Since Cheng Zhaomei came back from France, she hasn't been to the God of Cooking shop in the past two days. She is really too busy, not only with things in the shop, but also with some things from the Sichuan Cuisine Association. When they are piled up, she can't wait to grow eight. It would be nice to have a hand to help.

Of course, Cheng Zhaomei came to the shop today because he had serious business, otherwise he would still be sitting in the association reading documents.

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