While surprised, she did not forget her work, and hurriedly introduced the morning food prepared today.

"Today's production is leek egg potstickers, corn and pig potstickers, lotus root and pig pot stickers, as well as soy milk, I don't know what Cui Jiancheng wants to eat?"

"It's okay to spell three, right?"

"Yes."

In Zhao Qingyou's memory, Cui Zhiyun had never been to the public kitchen a few times, and he was even more surprised to know the popular language within their public kitchen.

Immediately take out a new plate, select 20 potstickers from three types of plates full of various flavors, and hand them to Cui Zhiyun.

Cui Zhiyun took the plate, picked up the soy milk on the side again, and turned around and walked towards the dining area.

Originally, it was impossible for three people to line up like this, but it was a pity that the three of them were discovered, and everyone didn't give the three of them a chance to cut in line, but everyone still tacitly did it when they left the tables and chairs.

Therefore, as soon as Cui Zhiyun turned around, he could see the tables and chairs left in the center of the dining area, and there was no one on them.

In stark contrast, the tables and chairs next to it are almost full, and you can even hear the sound of other people's dishes and chopsticks clashing as they eat.

He didn't need to think about it to know what everyone was thinking, and he accepted everyone's kindness peacefully.

Putting the plates and bowls in his hands on the table, while waiting for Wang Xin and Du Mingzhao, his eyes couldn't help but be on the potstickers in front of him.

As before, it was the first time he had seen a meal, decorated with green green onions, it was a somewhat transparent dough, with the filling hidden inside, and the filling was exposed at both ends.

Cui Zhiyun can see the filling inside clearly at a glance, and below, there is a thin golden crispy shell that connects several potstickers together, and you can imagine its crispy texture when you look at it, which must be different from the dough above.

When he was looking at the potstickers, Wang Xin and Du Mingzhao also appeared on the table with their own potstickers.

The three of them all looked at the potstickers in front of them, wondering how delicious this potsticker that looked unique should taste.

Chapter 74: Broken Nose

Just by the fragrance that filled the other dining tables at this time, the three of them already had great expectations for the potstickers in front of them.

Especially when Young Eunuch Wang, who participated in it for the first time, first heard the praise from Du Mingzhao's mouth, he was only superficially curious.

But now, feeling the wisps of fragrance that continue to penetrate into his body in front of him, his curiosity about the potstickers in front of him instantly turned into a deep longing for them.

He could even feel the saliva in his mouth, and he urgently needed a potsticker to press it down.

As the person with the highest grade at the table and the oldest at the same time, Wang Xin didn't want to wait any longer, so he hurriedly swallowed the saliva in his mouth, looked up at the other two, and said:

"Cui Jiancheng and Master Du have dinner."

Hearing this, the two of them came back in an instant, nodded at Wang Xin, picked up the chopsticks, and prepared to eat.

Wang Xin is the fastest one, holding chopsticks and reaching out to the potstickers on the plate, directly finding the potstickers closest to him.

But I never thought that because of the starch water added, the bottom of the potstickers has been connected by a layer of crispy shells, except for the part in the kitchen that is cut with a shovel, the others are all connected.

Therefore, as soon as he made a move to clip one, he actually moved up with the other potstickers.

Directly clip out a whole row of potstickers, no matter how hard he shakes it, he can't shake it off.

Finally, he put the potstickers back on the plate and used chopsticks to crush the crispy shell in the middle before taking out the potstickers he had been thinking about.

Wang Xin carefully put this hard-won potsticker in his mouth, because of the movement of opening his mouth, the beard on the side of his mouth still trembled slightly, and he looked like a big rat stealing food.

As soon as the potstickers were in his mouth, he felt a richer aroma, and a umami meat aroma flowed between his lips and teeth.

The gluttonous worm in Gou's belly was restless, and his teeth couldn't wait to bite the potstickers stuffed into it.

"Click-"

The crispy shell at the bottom, which is fried until golden and crispy, immediately makes a violent sound at the moment when the teeth are bitten, and it is quickly transmitted along the teeth to the brain.

For a moment, Wang Xin seemed to feel this crisp sound, resounding in all corners of his body.

At the same time, the moment the sound sounded, the juice hidden in the filling inside the potsticker also took advantage of this opportunity to splash wantonly towards various areas of the mouth.

The juice hit the rapid momentum of the mouth, making it vibrate and subconsciously close its mouth.

Prevent the umami smell carried by the juice inside from dissipating with the action of breathing.

Even his breathing slowed down subconsciously, closing his eyes and carefully feeling the delicious taste in his mouth.

In the following chewing, Wang Xin savored the crispy shell at the bottom of the potsticker, the soft and tough skin on the top, and the sweet filling hidden inside.

Since it was his first time coming, he listened to Du Mingzhao's sentence of "Same as above," and he also said that sentence in passing.

Therefore, until now, Wang Shaojian still does not know what the meat filling in his mouth is made of.

He only knows that the meat filling in his mouth is fresh and sweet, the juice is abundant, the corn kernels mixed in it are sweet and soft, the lotus root is crisp and sweet, and he can even feel its graininess when he eats it, which is perfectly integrated with the meat filling.

The leek egg filling also brought him a lot of surprises, the more he ate, the happier he became, and from time to time he also came with a little soy milk, which was comfortable all over.

The people on the side watched Young Eunuch Wang's beard shake faster and faster, but they couldn't catch up with the speed at which he enjoyed the potstickers.

is obviously the most cherished beard on weekdays, but in the face of delicious potstickers, he can only take a step back, wetting the soy milk and the crispy shell residue of the potstickers that accidentally flew out of his mouth.

A plate of twenty pieces, plus a bowl of soy milk, is logically full.

But after the three people present finished eating the potstickers in front of them, they all turned their heads to look at the still long queue, and began to predict the probability that they would be able to eat potstickers if they went to line up now.

Just when the three of them hesitated, An Yunhuan, who was sitting on the side, brought a new plate of potstickers to the table.

As soon as the people who dined at the same table with him saw this meeting, they thought of An Yunhuan's identity, and immediately inquired curiously:

"Steward An, are there many ingredients prepared in the warehouse today? How much is enough for everyone? ”

Hearing this, An Yunhuan's face instantly burst into a proud smile, and he said with a smile:

"You can rest assured, for today, the list of ingredients was revised yesterday, which can be said to be inexhaustible. As long as you can eat it before the end of the morning meal, go and line up. ”

After this explanation, everyone immediately took action.

The people at the same table did not dare to delay, and immediately stood up and saluted An Yunhuan: "Thank you Manager An for reminding you." ”

As he spoke, the figure had already disappeared in front of An Yunhuan's eyes.

Cui Zhiyun and the three of them on the side also followed, no matter what, they all ate such a delicious food, and they always felt that they were losing if they didn't eat a little more.

At this time, Zheng Wan, who was staying in the back kitchen, also felt the endless number of meals today, and felt that if he delayed any longer, everyone in the back kitchen would starve to death.

So, he took the initiative to propose:

"If any of you are too hungry, take other kitchen utensils and make yourself some potstickers. Wait any longer, and we'll all starve ourselves. ”

"Whoa!"

"Thank you Zheng Niangzi!"

Everyone knew that Zheng Wan was giving convenience to everyone, and only when Zheng Wan was working on weekdays, they could eat morning food while making morning food.

In the past, you need to end the morning food before it is your turn, so many fragrant foods flow in front of your eyes, but you can't do it.

Everyone has long been unable to control their behavior, Zheng Wan's words are like the key to unlocking the beast imprisoned in everyone's hearts.

Several stoves and stoves were quickly raised in the back kitchen, and they began to prepare their own morning meals.

Zheng Wan also began to work for his own welfare, directly putting together the flavors he wanted to eat, frying them slowly over low heat, and waiting for the effect of time.

After a while, in the back kitchen, in addition to the familiar sound of starch water rolling and bubbling and exploding in the wok, there was a "click" chewing sound.

Those voices formed a moving music, which caused everyone present to show happy expressions.

Zheng Wan's first meal back today can be said to have eaten everyone inside and out.

Young Eunuch Wang has also been healthy for a long time, and it is rare to break the vows today, and in the surprised eyes of others, he walked slowly from the position of the public chef to his office area with a big belly.

Cui Zhiyun and Du Mingzhao behind him had to be a little restrained, but they could also feel the discomfort caused by the tightness in their abdomen when they walked.

Walk slowly, while eating and drinking, and walk towards the front yard.

Halfway through, Wang Xin touched his beard, which had become a little greasy, immediately shook his hand in a panic, and stiffly changed the topic:

"The potstickers I just ate are really a rare delicacy, the bottom shell is golden and crispy, the filling inside is full of gravy, delicious and sweet, and it has a rare high-quality asset. By the way, I don't know what the filling is today? Cui Jiancheng should have heard it, right? ”

"Back to the young eunuch Wang, the potstickers I ate today are the fillings of leek eggs, corn and pig meat and lotus root and pig meat, which taste good."

"What!"

Wang Xin immediately let out a suspicious roar in his heart, as if something was exploding in his head, and even some wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

He stopped and looked solemnly into Cui Zhiyun's eyes, wanting to get another answer from his mouth.

But Cui Zhiyun did not meet his expectations, and continued to emphasize:

"Zheng Niangzi's cooking skills are excellent, she can use some uncommon ingredients like fire, and even the pig meat can be made without any peculiar smell, and the delicious taste is only under the mutton."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Xin continued to reminisce about the potstickers he had just eaten, in disbelief.

As Cui Zhiyun said, he didn't feel the fishy smell of pig meat as others said when he ate it.

Instead, he only enjoyed the sweetness inside, a taste he had only experienced in mutton and fish before.

So, his heart, which was still suspicious just now, suddenly became firm, and he ate it anyway, and it was impossible for him to spit it out.

I even felt the urge to come back to the kitchen for lunch later.

However, under the influence of the words just asked, Wang Xin did not say it to the two, but nodded and said:

"Supervisor Cui is reasonable, he is on official business, so let's go and get busy."

"Young Eunuch Wang walks slowly."

Cui Zhiyun looked at the back of Wang Xin leaving, and walked with Du Mingzhao to the courtyard where he worked, and did not forget to mention on the way:

"Later, you will bring over the documents that have not been processed in this day, and the other things in the hands of this official are almost busy."

"Whoa."

At the fork in the road, the two separated.

Du Mingzhao recalled Cui Zhiyun's words just now, and his mind fluctuated for a while, and he couldn't help but be curious about this powerful superior, curious about how far the other party could investigate this kind of big case involving illegal salt.

Cui Zhiyun himself walked towards the courtyard, and as soon as he walked not far from the door, he saw Yun Wu walking back and forth at the door.

When Yun Wuyi saw his own Langjun coming back, he immediately stepped forward, saluted respectfully, and explained:

"Lang Jun, Su Siqing just visited, and the little one invited him to the house."