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Column article "The Imperial Chef's Restaurant":
After opening the package, the head teacher was surprised to find that the package did not contain the gift he had imagined, but an ordinary lunch box: "…"
Ding Lin: "Teacher, you think too much, that's not what I meant. I want you to try this cold noodle. After you try it, you should know whether what the child said is true or false."
After hearing what Ding Lin said, the boy's father snorted, "Isn't it just a bowl of cold noodles? What's so delicious about it? You are kidding me!"
Ding Lin unhurriedly opened the lunch box and handed it to the boy's father. She felt her heart bleeding and said what was in her heart: "Do you think I want to give it to you? I bought this specially when I had time. I was going to eat it alone tonight."
At this time, Yang Fan asked curiously: "Ah? Mom, don't you never eat spicy food?"
"Shut up!" Ding Lin glared at Yang Fan and said, "I'll settle the score with you when I get home."
Yang Fan, who had done something wrong, didn't dare to speak for a moment.
He clenched his fingers, feeling very aggrieved. After being caught eating secretly by Ding Lin, he didn't dare to take the food home for the time being. But he had recently become addicted to red oil cold noodles, and he felt anxious if he didn't eat it for a day, so he had to bring the food to class to eat.
Who knew that history would just repeat itself, all the students in the class smelled the odor and came running over, and then the parents were called in.
He could only look at the red oil cold noodles on the table with a mixture of love and hate.
He didn't believe it and decided to go to the park to eat next time. He would definitely not be discovered by Ding Lin.
The parents nearby were confused when they saw Ding Lin's behavior.
"No way, no way, Yang Fan's mother, are you going to make us cry with envy too?"
"That's so funny, Yang Fan's mother, what are you thinking? We will never be convinced by a bowl of cold noodles."
The boy's father had the same idea. After taking the cold noodles, he was about to make a few sarcastic remarks like other parents. But as the distance got closer, the smell increased exponentially. The spicy and fresh aroma of the cold noodles hit his nose, which made him pause when he was about to speak.
He couldn't help but look down at the cold noodles in his hand.
This cold noodles, which is said to have made his son cry, does not look like a snack at all. Instead, it looks like a proper dish, which looks delicious and fragrant.
Before he could react, he had already picked up the cold noodles with disposable chopsticks and put them into his mouth. After chewing a little, the fragrance of the chili oil hit his head directly, and his whole mouth was spicy.
He took a breath, paused, and couldn't help saying, "So spicy! So fragrant!"
The chili oil for the red oil cold noodles is specially made. The quality of the selected ingredients is very good. It does not have the taste of the inferior blended oil out there at all. With one bite, you can feel the spiciness and aroma of the pure chili oil.
The parents who didn't get the red oil cold noodles looked at the man who was originally shouting the most happily, but now he was eating without even raising his head, and exclaimed in admiration from time to time.
The parents' eyes widened.
"What are you doing? Didn't we agree to let Yang Fan's mother apologize to us? Why are you eating so happily?"
"You eat so fast, you look like a pig."
The man didn't get angry when he heard this, or he didn't have time to get angry. He held the cold noodles in his mouth and said vaguely, "This cold noodles... is a little different."
The parents nearby were all anxious: "What's the difference? Tell me."
"I can't explain it, it's just quite delicious. It's not like the cold noodles sold outside that cost more than ten yuan a portion. I have never eaten cold noodles that taste this good."
The parents were skeptical: “Is this true?”
As the aroma slowly spread, the entire office was filled with the fragrance of red oil cold noodles.
The teachers from other classes in the office smelled the scent and turned their heads around, looking for the source of the fragrance: "What smells so good?"
The parents were no exception and all smelled the smell, and were more shocked than the teachers outside. They were stunned for a moment, and the spicy and fresh smell aroused their appetite. Their original disdainful attitude loosened a little, and they became curious about the red oil cold noodles.
It seems...it seems pretty good.
The man's son smelled the aroma and watched his father eating the red oil cold noodles he had always dreamed of. His saliva flowed to the corner of his mouth. He pulled his father's belt and shouted, "Dad, I want to eat too!"
Although I didn't get to eat Yang Fan's cold noodles, Yang Fan's mother gave his father some cold noodles, so he could have it too. Compared to other children, I'm really lucky. It's great.
But what he didn't expect was that his father looked at the cold noodles in his hand, then looked at him, and made a decision with all his heart - his father turned around, pushed his son away, and ate even faster.
When the son saw his father like this, the saliva at the corner of his mouth almost turned into tears and flowed down. He pursed his lips and said, "Dad, you can't be like this. Otherwise, I will tell mom about your secret smoking at night!"
As a result, when his father heard such horrible words, he just shuddered and still held the cold noodles tightly.
Seeing this, the son felt like he was abandoned and couldn't help but burst into tears.
It would have been fine if he didn't cry. The other kids nearby were already drooling over the red oil cold noodles, but they didn't dare to make a fuss because their parents were around. Except for Yang Fan, all the kids were infected by the crying boy, and the whole office was filled with the sound of crying children.
The adults present were annoyed by the crying, but gradually they understood what was happening.
Now the truth is out.
It turns out that Yang Fan really didn't lie, and their child really was crying because of greed!
It turned out that they really misunderstood Yang Fan and Yang Fan's mother.
They couldn't help feeling embarrassed and ashamed, and could only look at the child who caused them social death with a look of disappointment.
In order to make themselves less embarrassed, they shifted the focus and looked at the man who was completely different before and after with complicated eyes.
For a bite of food, he even gave up his son.
It's absolutely amazing.
However, the man did not notice the condemning looks from others. He was immersed in the world of food. After finishing his red oil cold noodles at an unprecedented speed, he wiped the corners of his mouth with satisfaction and said, "It's great!"
Only then did he realize that his son was crying.
He touched his son's head, who was still crying: "Why are you crying? Why should we separate the family? If I eat it, doesn't it mean you have eaten it?"
As a result, the son was obviously not comforted and cried even more sadly.
How shameless! The parents despised them in their hearts.
They originally didn't believe anything Yang Fan said, but after seeing the look on the face of the man who had the biggest objection to the red oil cold noodles, they suddenly fell silent and looked at each other.
The spicy and fragrant smell in the air filled their taste buds. Many people swallowed their saliva, their stomachs clamoring for food.
They then turned to look at Ding Lin and asked, "Why is he the only one having cold noodles? Is there also red oil cold noodles? I want some too."
Ding Lin waved her hand: "No more, I only bought two and I didn't eat any of them."
"What about the other one?"
Ding Lin looked across.
The parents followed Ding Lin's gaze and saw an empty box containing only soup in front of the head teacher.
The head teacher was leaning back in his chair, looking extremely happy and absent-minded.
The parents then realized what they had missed. They were busy mocking the cold noodles for being unpalatable, but the last serving of cold noodles had already been taken away.
So angry!
Seeing the green eyes of the parents, the head teacher could only cough awkwardly: "...Yang Fan's mother, let's add WeChat, I will transfer the money to you, and you tell me the address of the cold noodles."
The parents were inspired and finally calmed down. They stopped glaring at the head teacher with condemning eyes and even gave him admiring looks. They, the adults, would not cry if they were tempted, but would just get the same items.
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Bai Yinuo packed the various mung bean cakes into boxes in the back kitchen in order. Yesterday, she only made a small amount of mung bean cakes because she didn't have enough time. Today, she made more because she had some free time.
As a result, it was seen by customers outside the kitchen.
Most of them are regular customers of Bai Ji Restaurant. Since they had meals there, they come to eat there every few days.
If I don't eat it for a few days, my heart will itch.
If they are too greedy, they will also wonder if the boss has added some ingredients to the fried rice and cold noodles because they are so delicious.
But as soon as this idea came up, they pressed it into the ground.
Although their taste buds are not as sensitive as those of gourmets, they can still distinguish whether a meal is simply delicious or simply addictive.
If an egg fried rice is made with ordinary ingredients and cooking methods but tastes addictive, it would be natural for people to wonder if the chef added poppy husks.
But the rice used in Baiji fried rice is of high quality and crystal clear, the egg red oil cold noodles are made with solid ingredients, and the minced meat is made with top-quality pork belly. The dishes at Baiji Restaurant are visibly excellent, and the combination of all the ingredients brings a feast for the tongue.
All the dishes were delicious and tasty. The deliciousness of the ingredients was brought to the extreme, making it look like you couldn't eat them.
It would be strange if such dishes were not delicious.
After their first try, these guests became loyal customers of Bai Ji Restaurant. They recognized in their hearts that this restaurant was a treasure shop and knew the dishes served in the restaurant by heart.
This time, when the customers in the store saw Bai Yinuo making mung bean cake, they thought it was very novel and gathered around.
A customer asked curiously: "Boss, are you making desserts?"
Bai Yinuo nodded: "Yes, someone gave me some mung beans, which are of good quality and suitable for making mung bean cakes."
"Is this mung bean cake? Boss, why is the mung bean cake you made different from the ones I usually eat?" The customer was a little curious. The mung bean cakes he had eaten before were either green or yellow-green. He had never seen such a colorful, exquisite and beautiful mung bean cake.
"I added fresh flowers to it. This one is a rose mung bean cake, and that one is an osmanthus mung bean cake."
It was the first time for the guests to hear about and see flower mung bean cake, and their interest was immediately aroused.
In addition to the real petals inside the mung bean cake, the shape of the cake is also beautiful like real flowers, so beautiful that it is tempting to drool. He couldn't help swallowing and asked, "Boss? Are you selling this mung bean cake?"
Bai Yinuo was not surprised by the popularity of the fresh flower and mung bean cake. After all, in her previous life, many imperial concubines loved to eat the snacks she made. She would arrange for her men to make reservations every season, and the rewards to the Shangshi Bureau flowed like water.
These concubines were all pampered people who never tired of fine food, but they were so fond of fresh flower and mung bean cake, naturally because its appearance and taste were so outstanding.
Bai Yinuo made a lot of mung bean cakes. Seeing that the customer was so eager, he smiled gently and did not refuse: "There are eight mung bean cakes in a box. I only made so many boxes. In order to let most people have a chance to eat it, each person can only buy two boxes."
"As for the price... let's just say fifty-one boxes."
To be honest, this price was far from what she had gotten before.
But since traveling through time, Bai Yinuo felt that his state of mind had changed a lot.
The master once said that cooking is also an art, and they need to understand the meaning of cooking in order to reach the pinnacle and the highest level.
The dishes that Bai Yinuo cooked before could only be enjoyed by dignitaries and nobles, and were considered otherworldly.
She is now in the city, feeling the hustle and bustle of life. When she sees diners finish eating the dishes she cooks with satisfied smiles on their faces, she can feel that her mood has become more complete and she is becoming more at ease.
There shouldn't be any threshold to delicious food.
In her previous life, far away from the bottom of society, she rarely had such feelings.
In order to thank these diners and to improve her cooking skills, she is willing to let more people eat what she cooks.
“So cheap!”
The customer who was speaking was someone who bought cakes frequently. He knew that cakes were not cheap, especially those that looked fancy, which were even more expensive.
However, the mung bean cake in front of me looked so delicate and beautiful, and as if I couldn’t afford it, but the price was surprisingly reasonable.
This... If you don’t rob, you’re not a Haishi person!
The customers surrounding Bai Yinuo took out their mobile phones to scan the code to pay, fearing that if they paid too late, the mung bean cake would be snatched away by others.
The person who bought the mung bean cake couldn't stop smiling. He returned to his seat to eat the meal he had not finished, but held the mung bean cake tightly, as if he had gotten a great bargain. His smug look made the people who didn't buy one very unhappy.
The customers who didn't buy the cake sighed, feeling as if they had eaten several tons of lemons. They also felt even more depressed when they heard from others that the mung bean cake was made by the boss occasionally and was not available every day.
"Boss, please make some more. Mung bean cakes are so cute. How can we not eat them?"
"Boss, I have a grandma at home who really likes to eat mung bean cakes. Please help me."
Bai Yinuo thought for a moment and replied, "The quality of mung beans required to make mung bean cakes is quite high. I'll go see if the mung beans in the market are good today."
A customer saw this and his eyes lit up: "I have a mung bean garden in my hometown, and it grows very well. Please wait, I will bring the mung beans to you later. I won't charge you, just sell me a few more."
The guests who failed to buy any were inspired and immediately started thinking of ideas, wondering if they had any good mung beans at home.
After a while, the kitchen was almost filled with green beans sent by the guests.
Bai Yinuo: "..." Did they buy all the mung beans from the vegetable market?
Xu Wenzhe was lucky as he arrived at the right time and grabbed the last two boxes of pastries.
He came to Baiji Restaurant today on purpose during his free time. Before that, he had sent a message to find out about Zhang Ke's whereabouts. When he learned that Zhang Ke had returned to his hometown today, he was relieved and came to Baiji Restaurant with peace of mind.
It was because he had said such confident things at that time. He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his brothers again and was afraid of being discovered, so he had to buy food secretly.
Hi!
Before Xu Wenzhe had dinner at Bai's Restaurant, he didn't know that he was such a burdened person.
Because these were the last two mung bean cakes, there was no room for choice.
Fortunately, previous customers liked both flavors, so the remaining mung bean cakes were rose flavored and osmanthus flavored, so there was no shortage of varieties.
Xu Wenzhe originally wanted to pack a bowl of beef fried rice to go, but he discovered that the restaurant had new dishes. Because his previous experience was so good, he did not underestimate the new dishes as before, so he also bought red oil cold noodles and spicy chicken.
He evasively left Bai Ji Restaurant with the take-away box and returned home.
When he was about to enjoy the meal alone, footsteps were suddenly heard beside the dining table. He looked up and saw Xu's mother's figure.
Xu's mother had just returned from the beauty salon. When she saw the simply packaged lunch box in front of Xu Wenzhe, she couldn't help but be a little surprised that her son, who was very particular about food, actually ordered takeout. It would have been fine if it was just takeout, but he ordered such low-end takeout.
If I'm not mistaken, one of the boxes contains the standard cold noodles sold at roadside stalls.
"Why are you eating at a roadside stall? Are you short of money recently?"
The moment Xu Wenzhe saw Xu's mother, he awkwardly wanted to hide the box in front of him, but this was obviously impossible.
He could only cough awkwardly twice: "I have enough money, but this is not bought from a roadside stall, but from a restaurant. My friend took me to this restaurant last time and I found that the taste was not bad."
It seems that by changing a roadside stall into a restaurant, one can maintain one's status.
Xu's mother was too lazy to guess what her son, who occasionally liked to pretend, was thinking. She just said "oh" and said nothing.
Xu Wenzhe said, "Mom, do you want to eat?"
Mother Xu shook her head. She was not as mysophobic as her son, but she had been working out recently and naturally could not touch such high-fat and high-calorie foods.
"I won't eat it anymore. You eat it. I'm trying to control my weight recently."
Xu Wenzhe breathed a sigh of relief. It was not that he was unwilling to give the food to his mother, but if his mother didn't eat it, he would give more.
As a result, the perceptive mother Xu saw her son's relieved look and felt as if she had missed something.
She then looked at the dishes on the table more carefully, and when her eyes caught sight of the fresh flower and mung bean cake, she became a little uneasy.
"Did you buy some cakes? Were they for me?"
"…What if I say no?"
"Then I can just turn it into one, right?" Mother Xu picked up the box of mung bean cakes, her eyes shining.
The reason is simple: this mung bean cake is so exquisitely made that it satisfies Xu's mother's girlish heart in all aspects.
The rose mung bean cake looks like a real rose, and the rose petals are faintly visible in the cake, making people want to bite down and find more.
The osmanthus mung bean cake is dotted with golden osmanthus flowers, which set off the beautiful scenery and increase people's appetite.
Mung bean cake is a very common pastry that can be found in every street and alley.
Xu's mother grew up eating mung bean cakes, but she didn't have any preference for them. After all, the preparation of mung bean cakes was very simple, and the taste was not so complicated that people would love it.
Just ordinary.
But the mung bean cake in front of her was a pleasant surprise, and it somewhat changed her view of Chinese pastries. She had never seen such a delicate and beautiful mung bean cake, which was even as good as Western pastries.
She was originally trying to control her weight, but she couldn't help but pick up a piece of osmanthus and mung bean cake and put it in her mouth.
The sweet taste of the osmanthus mung bean cake enters the mouth and then penetrates into the whole body. Taking a bite of the osmanthus mung bean cake, one can't help but feel that the whole soul is filled with fragrance.
Xu's mother chewed the osmanthus cake in her mouth and was more and more amazed the more she ate. The mung bean cakes on the market are often made very oily, as if the oil is free.
But the mung bean cake in front of her was not greasy at all, but soft and sweet, making her feel as if she were in a garden full of osmanthus trees, surrounded by blooming osmanthus flowers.
The mung bean cake with osmanthus did not have the strange taste that Xu's mother imagined. Instead, they complemented each other. The sweet osmanthus and the refreshing mung bean formed a different taste, which made people feel very happy after taking a bite.
It turns out that mung bean cake can be made like this!
Xu's mother felt that this was no longer an ordinary mung bean cake. It was derived from mung bean cake and evolved into a new flavor that was extremely advanced.
Xu's mother couldn't help but forget her original idea of eating only one piece. After finishing one piece of osmanthus mung bean cake, she ate several more pieces.
Finally, after finishing a piece of rose mung bean cake, she felt her stomach was full, so she reluctantly let go of the remaining mung bean cake.
Xu's mother, who was enjoying the meal so much, became the best advertisement for the mung bean cake. Xu Wenzhe next to her was full of desire to eat it and reached out for the mung bean cake.
As a result, as soon as his hand was halfway in the air, it was pushed away by Xu's mother.
Xu Wenzhe was shocked and felt wronged: "Mom, here are two boxes of mung bean cakes. You can't finish them, why can't you give me some?"
"I'll save it for tomorrow." Xu's mother picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth elegantly: "You bought such a delicious mung bean cake and hid it, not wanting to give it to your mother. Forget about the mung bean cake, and you won't have any pocket money for next month."
Xu Wenzhe: “…”
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When Xu's father came back from the social event, it was almost ten o'clock.
Seeing that his wife had already fallen asleep, he chose not to wake her up. He drank a little too much at the party, and as the drunkenness gradually wore off, the emptiness in his stomach gradually became more obvious.
When he opened the refrigerator to find something for a midnight snack, he found two boxes of cakes in the freezer. His wife has been exercising to lose weight recently and rarely eats cakes.
And pastries that look so exquisite were definitely not bought by Xu Wenzhe to eat.
So he concluded.
This is what my wife bought for him!
Although he didn't like eating pastries very much, Father Xu felt the love from his wife and felt warm in his heart, so he took the pastries out of the refrigerator.
He took two bites casually and his eyes widened instantly. This pastry... is so delicious.
He doesn't like sweet things, he finds them too greasy. But this mung bean cake is different, it has a refreshing sweetness, not greasy at all, even he who doesn't like sweet can accept it.
It was the first time for Mr. Xu to eat snacks that were so delicious that he couldn't help but pick up his phone to take pictures and upload them to Weibo.
@Hongyuan Construction Company Chairman: Love from my wife (love)
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Xu's father had less than 1,000 followers on Weibo, all of whom were employees' friends. What he didn't expect was that this Weibo post became popular and even made it to the hot list in the city.
Aunt Lin couldn't help but pick up a piece of mung bean cake and put it into her mouth. As soon as she took a bite, she was surprised by the soft texture of the mung bean cake.
The mung bean paste for mung bean cake is made by repeatedly mashing it and then stir-frying it for a long time. It has no residue at all and is incredibly soft and fluffy.
Aunt Lin recognized the petals on the surface of the mung bean cake from the cross section as roses. When she was a child, Aunt Lin also ate flower petals on the roadside out of curiosity, but ended up with a bad experience. The taste of flowers is not as beautiful as the appearance, but rather bitter and strange.
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