"Wait a minute! Mr. Yang, there is another dish here, you haven't tried it yet! The female secretary surnamed Zhang suddenly said,

Only then did everyone remember that in addition to the strange-looking fish that the hotel had just given, there was also a claypot rice.

This claypot rice is a more common snack in the east and Guangzhou, and you can see it when you go down to the food stall and up to the hotel restaurant. You can see how popular this thing is over there.

Hundreds of years of cultural inheritance are not only reflected in human geography, but to a large extent, food can also represent the regional culture of a region. Although claypot rice is common, it is not easy to make it well and delicately.

After tasting the assorted multi-flavored fish before, everyone in the box couldn't help but feel contempt for this ordinary claypot.

"Mr. Yang, since it is a tasting of deliciousness, I think it is better for you to make a judgment, we are all laymen, and we will watch it lively."

"Yes, Mr. Yang, come on, if you hadn't reminded me just now, I wouldn't have noticed that it was a spliced fish."

"I don't know if there is something in this claypot rice."

"Please!"

……

Everyone is humble, and Mr. Yang is not polite, he usually works and has no other hobbies, but he likes food, and often regards himself as a gourmet.

Looking at the small pottery bowl in front of him, Yang Huan's heart was really looking forward to it.

Different from Yang Huan's expectations, Zhexi, who was standing at a table, was a little disappointed in his heart. Just now, she strongly recommended the multi-flavored fish, just to let everyone give a rating directly, eliminating the review process of Mao Juyi, but unfortunately the sky does not follow people's wishes.

Due to the restrictions of the rules, Zhexi could only watch Mr. Yang slowly open the clay lid.

Seeing Mr. Yang's hand reaching out to the lid of the clay pot, everyone held their breath, and more than ten pairs of eyes stared at the clay pot tightly.

"Snort~"

As the lid opens, a rich aroma spreads from the pot.

"It smells so good."

"It smells so good!"

"I thought the food was cold for so long, but you see, it's still steaming!"

"That's nature! This kind of pure claypot rice uses a pot of clay to burn paper, which is the same as a casserole for making soup. ”

"So that's the case, no wonder, no wonder!"

"Look at the golden golden brown of the ribs, you have an appetite when you look at it!"

"That sausage looks very special, crystal clear, I've never seen such a good color sausage!"

……

Several people at the dinner table were excited by this rich fragrance.

The golden and dazzling pork ribs, the crystal clear sausages, and the plump and round rice grains did not disappoint everyone, and as soon as this delicacy was presented in front of everyone, it aroused everyone's appetite.

Mr. Yang was the first to bear it, and was stimulated by this tempting fragrance, and involuntarily secreted saliva in his mouth.

I haven't tried it yet, but the color and aroma of this dish already make people feel impeccable.

At this time, he didn't care about being polite, Yang Huan immediately picked up a small spoon and scooped a little rice into his mouth to chew.

Suddenly, a warm fragrance spread in the mouth.

"Hmm~" Yang Huan couldn't help but groan.

The rice is made of pure basmati rice, which is two to three times longer than ordinary rice when cooked, and the rice grains are full and fluffy, with a natural nutty aroma.

In the process of steaming, the rice absorbs the fat in the pork ribs and sausages, making the originally dry and hard rice grains crystal clear, round and full. The unique aroma of the rice grains and the special spice flavor in the claypot are mixed together, and this magical chemical change produces a rich aroma that is simply addictive.

After taking one bite, I want to take another bite, and I can't stop at all!

At this moment, Yang Huan felt that the words were too thin to describe, this kind of pleasant taste.

It's delicious! It's so delicious!

"Boom, boom....."

Mr. Yang didn't care about the image at all, and ate there.

That kind of gobbling up looks like the CEO of a company, but compared with a homeless man who hasn't eaten for a few days, I'm afraid it's not as good as it.

"Gollum...."Someone couldn't help but swallow.

Everyone had eaten a lot of things before, but watching Mr. Yang swallowing in that gulp, how could it make people feel so hungry?

There wasn't much claypot rice, and in front of Mr. Yang's slightly murderous eating appearance, in a few bites, a small pot of rice bottomed out.

"Smack~"

Throwing the last bone into the empty plate, Mr. Yang inhaled in satisfaction.

"Delicious! It's so delicious! ”

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"Sister Tong! We won! Xiao Xin's eyes narrowed into a slit!

Today is a full harvest for her! Not only won the game, but also witnessed the appeal of Tinker Bell fans.

Compared with Xiao Xin, who was a little excited, Ning Hao seemed very calm.

Anyway, he is also a top chef, a seemingly simple claypot rice has actually been simplified by him, and it is strange to lose!

After the live broadcast ended, Ning Hao did not leave immediately, but cleaned up the kitchen.

A rigorous chef, in addition to superb skills, the strict requirements of the kitchen can also reflect the quality of the chef.

"Sister Tong, I'll clean it up!" Seeing that Ning Hao was busy there, Xiaoxin was embarrassed to intervene and help.

"No, I'll do it myself, you won't get any of this! Eat this while it's hot! Ning Hao handed Xiao Xin an extra claypot rice that he had made.

"Huh? For me! Then, Sister Tong, don't you keep a little for yourself? Xiaoxin suddenly felt flattered, there is a rule in Tinker Bell's live broadcast room, every time the dish is made, it will be regarded as a fan benefit and given back to the audience.

The most important thing is that the price of this feedback dish is still scary, Xiaoxin has watched Ning Hao's live broadcast, and last time a bowl of Guoshi Wushuangmen was fried in the live broadcast room for more than 2,000 prices.

It's just expensive and scary to death!

"Forget it, Sister Tong, I still don't eat it, this is still for those fans of yours!" Xiao Xin hesitated again and again, and said with a strong eagerness.

The group of fans in Tinker Bell's live broadcast room are riveting their strength today.

Maybe this is the rule of the Tinker Bell family, and she thinks it's better not to break it at will.

"It's okay, you eat! You can't eat this claypot when it's cold, I explained to them, this is left for you, today, you're tired after being busy, it's considered to compensate you. Ning Hao really likes Xiaoxin's character, she is the only friend on the platform who is more compatible with him at present.

Hearing Ning Hao say this, Xiaoxin was no longer polite, thanked happily, and carefully put the pot aside, just now she was so hungry for this taste.

Stretching out her hand, she was about to lift the lid when Xiao Xin paused.

How can you eat such a delicious thing by yourself, I almost forgot that I am a food broadcaster!

Taking advantage of today's publicity, Xiao Xinmei opened her live broadcast room,

"Hi guys! I'm back again! ”