Chapter 547: It's Delicious No Matter What
The old eagle heads in the brown coarse porcelain bowl are about the size of a dollar coin, and they are just picked up by the old man with chopsticks. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The boiled eagle's head is as white as jade, with a slight transparency, and because it is an irregular shape, it looks a little wild.
As soon as the old eagle's head is eaten, the surface has the fragrance of wheat, and the feeling in the mouth is slippery, and when you bite it slightly, the taste is soft and chewy.
When you bite into it, the middle of the owl's head seems to be wrapped in soup, which is very moist and delicious.
"Yo, it turned out to be clear chicken soup, it's really good. The old man ate a piece and immediately exclaimed.
"Very good indeed. Wu Hai also squinted his eyes and said with satisfaction.
The old man put down his chopsticks and took a sip of soup.
Because this chicken soup is a clear chicken soup, all the fat has been removed, and the soup is as clear as water, but it is full of chicken umami.
As soon as you take a bite, the warm chicken broth immediately crosses your throat, and the deliciousness of the chicken stays in your mouth as the chicken broth passes through it.
This bite is simply delicious, and not eating chicken is better than eating chicken.
"It's so delicious, how many old chickens do it take to make it so delicious. The old man looked at the chicken soup in the bowl with satisfaction.
"No, after this mouthful, I feel that the whole person is in good spirits. The diner on the side said and took another sip of chicken soup.
Not to mention anything else, the old man drinks a lot of chicken soup, after all, his wife doesn't like anything else, so he likes to go to the countryside to buy those free-range local chickens and come back to stew soup.
It is because the old man knows that this chicken soup is stewed by the old hen, not to mention, more importantly, this person's bowl of soup is not light, but the taste is still delicious and rich.
From this, I know that Yuan Zhou's bowl of chicken soup is used a lot.
However, this is not the point, I thought that after drinking such a light and refreshing and extremely delicious chicken soup, I would feel light and tasteless when eating the old owl head, that is, gnocchi.
However, as soon as the gnocchi was entered, the old man knew that it was wrong.
This time, the gnocchi in the mouth was the size of a coin as usual, and after taking a bite, the delicious chicken broth in the mouth did not rob the gnocchi of the wheat aroma.
Instead, it is wrapped directly and slowly released as you chew.
Because of the different shapes, there is a certain difference in their direct chewiness, and this time the old man also ate salty.
This saltiness is hidden deep in the old owl's head, and it is this little bit of saltiness that makes the whole taste change again.
After all, among the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, saltiness is a general-like existence, and it is salty that naturally dominates the taste in the mouth as soon as it comes out.
And whether it is the freshness of the chicken soup or the strength and softness of the old eagle's head, it has a salty taste as the base taste, and the taste is richer.
Because of the food, there is no longer a debate about who was chosen, but the queue outside has not stopped.
"I've seen it just now, and it's actually gnocchi that wins. "One of the diners was a little dissatisfied.
"No, no matter how good our green balls are, they're better than gnocchi. The diner on the side chimed in.
These two people seem to be from the same place, they are fellows.
"That's not gnocchi, we're called an owl there. This person was the chosen diner, dressed in a modest suit and a gray wool coat, Si Sven said.
"That's what you mentioned. The diner on the side said immediately.
"Yes, it's me, I really can't wait to try Boss Yuan's craft. The man nodded, then said.
"Why haven't you come to eat? The diner on the side said angrily.
"Exactly, I haven't really come to eat for some reason. The man nodded along with the words of the diner next to him.
"What kind of luck, I didn't eat it before I got it. The diners on the side immediately said dissatisfied.
"That note doesn't have a name, Boss Yuan said that there are rules for choice. The tall, thin man who maintained order immediately frowned and retorted.
"I just complained, and I really wanted Boss Yuan to cook the food in my hometown. The diner immediately said grievingly.
Of course, I am a little dissatisfied with gnocchi in my heart, and there are not a few people who think this way.
"Luck, it's all luck. Sven Nan smiled and said very modestly.
It's just that this humility makes people want to hit people more.
"You cast the old owl head?" a diner suddenly asked.
"Yes. Sven nodded.
"Isn't that also called a noodle mouse?" questioned the diner.
"It's the same thing, but it's called different places in different places, as far as I know, there are also those called chicken brains, and of course there are also fish noodles or monkeys. Sven Nan replied seriously.
"I've heard of it because it's like a skinned frog's leg. The diner snorted twice when he said that, thinking that the frog legs or something were a little unsightly.
"Then Boss Yuan doesn't want to do frog legs, right?" asked a girl who paid more attention to the appearance of food.
Some girls really can't accept eating frogs.
"No, I saw it, it was a snow-white, round gnocchi. Immediately, another diner came out to refute.
As the topic became more and more crooked, a diner opened his mouth to propose.
"Why don't we discuss what to invest in today. A diner suggested this.
"Yes, yes, I just patronized to discuss this, and I haven't thought of this yet. Diners chimed in.
As soon as he said this, the diners began to open their memories one after another, because of the name of the old eagle, the names written this time were mainly bizarre.
Some of them may not be able to be made, they are just heard when they were children, and those diners have not let them go, and some of them are not snacks.
After the paper was put in in a hurry, it was almost everyone's turn to go in and eat, and the second group of people who went in was the diner who was dissatisfied with the gnocchi just now.
It's just that those dissatisfactions were pimples on Zhou Jia's end, and after tasting a bite, they immediately came to naught.
Because of the old eagle head in front, diners knew that Yuan Zhou would choose to do it, and the enthusiasm for writing suggestions was unprecedentedly high.
It was so that when Yuan Zhou collected the box at night, the paper could no longer be taken out, because it was too full and too tight.
"It's really enthusiastic, I feel more than double what I did yesterday. Shin Min volunteered to unpack the box.
"Hmm. Yuan Zhou nodded and waited silently.
It is indeed more than doubled, you must know that Yuan Zhou prepared five stacks of paper today, but diners still prepared several stacks of paper.
You can see the enthusiasm of the diners from here.
"Boss Yuan, do you want me to help you see it today?" asked Shen Min after taking out a part.
"No, I don't. Yuan Zhou still said affirmatively.
"Okay, then I'll go up. Shin Min nodded, then went back to the second floor.
Although there are twice as many pieces of paper, some of them are duplicated, and Yuan Zhou will no longer look at them, only those new snacks.
ps: Is it really good that you want to eat vegetable cats every day?