Soon, it's time for dinner.

The food was silent, and everyone looked at the table full of zongzi in front of them, and their scalps were numb.

Although the zongzi is delicious, it is a glutinous rice product made of pressed porcelain, and there is a big problem that it is easy to be full.

For example, these zongzi in front of you, although the amount looks small, there is absolutely no problem for ten more people to eat.

Of course, only in this way will not make the scalp numb, and what makes everyone feel difficult is the task assigned by Su Zifang.

"Let's help taste these rice dumplings and write down their feelings. ”

Easy to eat.

It's hard to say how you feel.

For example, Yang Qiong belongs to the type of meatless and unhappy, let her eat the most delicious red dates and honey dumplings...... Maybe she'll still taste it, but the taste will definitely not be too high.

For example, chefs with excellent talents such as Mu Fei, Kong Yan, and Ma Jiang can sometimes judge the taste of zongzi by smelling it, and they don't even need to taste it.

There are probably only three possibilities for this kind of person to evaluate the taste: "okay", "average", and "not as good as mine".

Or ordinary waiters, they may not have been professionally trained, and their perception of taste is only delicious, average, and not delicious.

It stands to reason that this kind of tasting is a mutual evaluation by professional food critics or chefs.

Su Zifang's method is like a blind tasting before a new dish is put on the shelves.

But this tasting is also someone else's zongzi, and Yang Qiong didn't know what Su Zifang was going to do for a while.

Seeing that everyone was confused, Su Zifang guessed that they might be thinking a little too much, so he opened his mouth to explain.

"I really just want to ask everyone what they think of this zongzi, nothing else. ”

"Soon we will also be studying zongzi, and I want to hear as much as possible from everyone. ”

Listening to Su Zifang's sincere voice, everyone was silent and everyone's faces relaxed a lot.

I almost thought that it was like a spring outing in elementary school and a travel note, and I was afraid of eating zongzi, but fortunately, it was just a simple evaluation.

Mo Mi stood recently, smelling the smell of zongzi and couldn't help it, and when he heard what Chu Ci said, he immediately peeled off a zongzi and bit it.

The zongzi plates were all numbered, and Su Zifang recognized that this was the plate of Jingling Hotel, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

"How does it taste?"

"It's good, it's an egg yolk meat dumpling, it's delicious, it's the best egg yolk meat dumpling I've ever tasted. ”

Ma Jiang took a closer look and said, "Qin Xiuyong's bag." ”

Su Zifang: ???

I thought that Mu Fei could smell the smell and it was already very perverted, but Ma Jiang could even see it at a glance and even the chef who made it?

Could it be that his level is already so bad?

The other chefs looked at Ma Jiang with the same ghostly look.

Ma Jiang reacted to everyone's doubts, and said softly: "Only when Qin Xiuyong wraps zongzi will he tie this kind of bells and whistles bow, flashy and unreal, like his usual style." ”

Su Zifang thought back to Qin Xiuyong, who he had seen on WeChat, and his avatar was a man in a pink shirt.

If it is a deity, it is clear to be able to explain. It is true that few people still have this habit.

However, I still asked Ma Jiang for verification.

"It's him. ”

Ma Jiang glanced at the photo, and nodded to confirm without looking closely: "That sao pink is only what he wears!"

Su Zi put back her phone and picked up a zongzi that was also wrapped in a bow, intending to taste the best egg yolk meat dumplings ever.

According to Ma Jiang's account, Qin Xiuyong is another third chef in Jingling Hotel.

Another?

Su Zifang frowned: "Aren't the three kitchens all one?"

Ma Jiang silently spoke: "Don't ask! There are three of them!"

Su Zifang: ......

He felt that he was too young to understand the operation of Jingling Hotel. It's actually a head chef, two second chefs, and three third chefs.

Like some competitions, there is one first prize, two second prizes, three third prizes, and the rest are all excellence awards.

However, being able to be a third chef in Jingling Hotel is enough to show Qin Xiuyong's strength.

Su Zi won't feel anything because of the pink shirt when he puts it down, after all, Shen Anyan has recently begun to plan to design new clothes for him, which is said to be a little pink.

At this juncture, it is said that others don't look good in pink clothes, and when the time comes, they are really fragrant, and that feeling is too sour.

One thing to say, Qin Xiuyong's dumplings are good-looking, but it is not difficult to peel them off.

Unlike zongzi in many places, after peeling off layer by layer, the hands are full of sticky glutinous rice flour.

The twine is untied, and the outer layer of zongzi leaves falls off naturally, leaving only the inner layer, and gently peeling it off to reveal a layer of zongzi leaf green.

You don't have to get close to smell the unique fragrance of zongye leaves.

The sweetness of glutinous rice and the oily aroma of egg yolk and pork belly come out from the cracks of glutinous rice, which stimulates Suzi to release saliva and accelerate the secretion.

I couldn't help but take a bite.

The plump taste was different from any kind of egg yolk meat dumplings he had eaten before.

Each grain of glutinous rice is like being wrapped in grease, fragrant and soft, mellow and fragrant, and you can feel the fragrance of the glutinous rice itself after chewing slightly.

After biting into the glutinous rice, you can see the egg yolk and meat pieces in the heart of the dumpling, the fat has been boiled into oil and water mixed with glutinous rice, and the lean meat is also cooked thin but not firewood, and the meat is full of fragrance.

When rice, eggs, and meat are eaten in the mouth at the same time, an indescribable compound taste instantly fills the mouth.

Like spring rain, it moistens every place silently.

Between the tips of the tongue and teeth, all of them are the taste of egg yolk meat dumplings, and even swallowing saliva is a satisfying fragrance.

"Delicious!"

Su Zifang didn't care about saying more words at all, and ate this meat dumpling in three or two bites, revealing an unfinished gaze.

"If you eat too much, you will get tired. Ma Jiang kindly reminded him.

"Also, don't drink cold water. ”

"Qin Xiuyong likes to keep one hand when wrapping zongzi, and the wrapped zongzi is more oily than other zongzi, so it will be very fragrant when eating, and the consequence is that it will be more greasy. ”

Su Zifang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly picked up another zongzi to taste.

Really...... Although the fragrance is similar to the zongzi wrapped by Qin Xiuyong, it is obviously not so oily, and when you enter it, you will feel a little dry and want to drink water.

Before Ma Jiang didn't say it just now, he didn't feel this way, but now he took a closer look and it was really the case.

Immediately, I wanted to dismantle a new study, and I heard Ma Jiang speak slowly.

"Don't bother. ”

"I've been at Jingling Hotel for so long, and I don't know how he managed to make the zongzi more oily than others. ”

"It's exactly the same on the outside. ”

"I guess it may not be the stuffing, it's the zongzi leaves, but it's a pity that every time he makes zongzi, he avoids the presence of others, and this is also his secret recipe. ”

Every year, relying on his zongzi, he also attracts a lot of diners. ”

Ma Jiang was still thinking, but Su Zifang had already opened the system evaluation steadily.

[A super delicious egg yolk pork dumpling, grade S-grade.] 】*

Sure enough, this certified delicacy is unambiguous in the grade.

But then, Su Zifang's gaze fell on the expansion, which was the secret he wanted to see.

Why are Qin Xiuyong's zongzi more oily than others'?

However, looking at the system prompt, Su Zifang couldn't help but scold!

"I'll go!