couldn't help Su Zifang's persuasion, and the two of them each picked a Qingtuan with the idea of trying it.

The Q bomb in my hand is still a little warm.

It also smells of wormwood, and it seems to have some honey.

"Did you add honey?" Zhao Xiaoman's nose was more sensitive, and he looked at Su Zifang suspiciously.

"Well, add a little less seasoning, and by the way, make the glutinous rice dumplings more fragrant. ”

Zhao Xiaoman didn't speak again, and took a bite.

The appearance of the Qingtuan is unusually fragrant, biting through the skin, revealing the salted egg yolk and meat floss filling inside, and the mouth is full of rich oil fragrance.

"Nice, very creative. Zhao Xiaoman nodded, ate all the Qingtuan in his hand, and licked his lips with satisfaction to look at the next one.

Yang Qiong next to her has been eating bean paste and coconut stuffed green balls, and just now she finally ate a smoked bacon and cloud legs, and her eyes lit up.

Meat!

This youth group has meat!

And it's still delicious meat.

Yang Qiong was so excited that she almost burst into tears.

After all, for her, whether it's a staple food or a snack, no meat is perfect.

She, Yang, no meat, no Joan, eat meat!

What Su Zifang ate was pumpkin filling, and the steamed pumpkin was pressed into a puree and tasted with sugar and glutinous rice flour, which was sweet and silky, but it was not delicious, nor was it unpalatable.

It's just ordinary pumpkin filling.

If I have to describe it, it's a bit like the pumpkin taste in pumpkin porridge.

The milky Qingtuan was picked away by Chen Yuyi, and after tasting it, he showed a noncommittal expression, and his eyes also glanced at the bacon cloud leg Qingtuan in Yang Qiong's hand.

Su Zifang probably understood everyone's tastes and decided to improve the filling in the subsequent recipe.

It's actually quite simple.

Meat!

All kinds of minced meat!

After all, looking at the performance of these people around him, he probably knows that the pure bean paste and deglazed coconut youth league is estimated to be unpopular with young people.

One by one, they are talking about losing weight, but their hearts about eating meat are higher than the sky.

It's no wonder that it can be reduced!

Secretly complaining, Su Zifang thought about finding an opportunity to call Chai Quan to come over and taste it in two days, and if it was suitable, he would go to Shen Anyan to set a package.

"Huh?" Su Zifang suddenly thought of a question.

"Why don't you take this opportunity to send a wave of youth league to your neighbors on the street?"

It seems that he has not officially given a visit gift since he came to Joy Street, but this time it is justified to take advantage of the Boxing Festival.

"You can also try a wave of flavors by the way, no loss!"

Thinking about killing two birds with one stone, Su Zifang called Zhao Xiaoman to go back to the kitchen together.

"What?"

"It's okay to be a youth league, right?"

Su Zifang wanted to try Zhao Xiaoman's adaptability to this level of cooking.

"Good. Zhao Xiaoman was obviously relieved and nodded.

"Then you prepare Ai Qing and glutinous rice dumplings first, and I'll prepare the filling. Su Zi put a bag of glutinous rice noodles to Zhao Xiaoman's side, and the stocky weight made the cooking table tremble heavily.

"All?" Zhao Xiaoman asked with an eyebrow.

"Yes. Su Zifang nodded, "Don't do China Merchants first, make a wave for the neighbors on the street, and make a wave of benefits for your group by the way, you and Yang Qiong discuss how to do it." ”

"Thank you, Boss Su. Zhao Xiaoman was stunned for a few seconds, and then smiled.

She helped promote it at the beginning, just because she thought that Su Zifang's cooking tasted good, and she didn't have the intention of making money, but Su Zifang's performance was getting better and better, but she even benefited a lot from herself.

Now in order to book a seat, many people in the group have come to her in advance to maintain their relationship, hoping to become best friends or GAY honey.

However, in this regard, Zhao Xiaoman only had the attitude of "I treat you as a friend, but you use me as a reservation machine", and rejected them all.

Although it has been recognized by some group members who insist on not leaving the relationship, for most of the group members, there is a sense of alienation and distance, and there are rumors that they collect money.

Although Su Zifang didn't say anything, he also found that Zhao Xiaoman was always worried when talking about the food team.

After talking to Yang Qiong, I found out what happened.

This time the Youth League was also sent to maintain the relationship between the squad, after all, it was because of the situation that his store had become like this, and he couldn't really let Zhao Xiaoman and the two bear the infamy.

"My mother and I have already agreed that in the future, the team will come to eat, and they will all be 95% off. Su Zifang added another sentence.

"Thank you. Zhao Xiaoman was even happier, Su Zifang could have avoided these things, but she still thought about them carefully, which made her feel a lot better.

"Well, then you prepare first, and I'll be busy too. ”

Suzi put out the prepared meat from the refrigerator. Beef, chicken breast, shrimp, pork belly, bacon, bacon, ham, the shop is full of dishes.

"Boss Su, what are you going to do with the taste?" Zhao Xiaoman looked at the cooking table and asked.

"Shredded chicken bacon, pickled tuck xian, cloud legs, dried bamboo shoots and bacon, shrimp and asparagus, bacon and potatoes, spicy beef, egg yolk and bacon, make these first to taste the taste. ”

Su Zifang said confidently.

Zhao Xiaoman thought about it and didn't speak, it seemed that it felt like it was all edible, and there shouldn't be any problems.

Just recalling the honey just now, I couldn't help but remind: "The taste of the meat Qingtuan is suitable for saltiness, and the Qingtuan skin can't be put with honey, so I won't add it." ”

"Good. Su Zifang responded.

In fact, he just felt that the glutinous rice tasted light when he added honey, and wanted to make the Qingtuan skin more palatable, but he forgot that his skill points were getting more and more crooked, what honey did the salty Qingtuan want!

As soon as Zhao Xiaoman got started here, Su Zifang saw that she and herself were not at the same level.

With the same wormwood, Zhao Xiaoman squeezed out one-third more juice than himself.

Could it be that the skill that comes with the Intermediate Culinary Mastery is a humanoid juicer?

Su Zifang was a little apprehensive.

Zhao Xiaoman's kneading technique of kneading glutinous rice dough is also different from him, first kneading the glutinous rice into a dough with water, then steaming it in a pot for six years, and then taking it out and mixing it with wormwood juice, the finished product naturally has a crystal feeling of transparency and jelly.

"What is this?" Su Zifang asked in surprise, "Why don't you steam it all at once?"

"Qingtuan takes wormwood juice itself for fragrance and color, if it is steamed for too long, the wormwood juice will change from emerald green to dark green, it will not look good, and the fragrance will be reduced. ”

Zhao Xiaoman explained.

Su Zifang finally understood why the Qingtuan he steamed just now did not look good, and he learned.

Sure enough, this kind of regional specialty food is still a little particular and can't be written, but it is the experience of the locals who have made it over the years.

"No, you're not from Jingling, how do you know this kind of skill?" Su Zifang suddenly reacted to this fact, "It won't be Xue Xinjian who told you again, right?"

"No, I heard from my dad colleague that he was a first-class pastry chef. ”

"Where?"

"Where else could it be, of course it's in the cafeteria of Jingling University, Boss Su, you don't think that my dad could meet a colleague who could be a youth league when he was in Bingcheng, right?" Zhao Xiaoman's eyes were full of foolish looks.

"Is it normal for a university cafeteria to have a first-class pastry chef?" Su Zi looked back at a fool!

I've confirmed the eyes, it's two two fools!

Even the old south has no luxury enough to use a special first-class chef as a canteen master!

This Jingling University is really extravagant!