Chapter 36 Meow meow meow

Chapter 36 Meow meow meow

Yangzhou fried rice.

That is an intangible cultural heritage!

Various street stalls have more or less sold ordinary fried rice such as egg fried rice and Lao Gan Ma fried rice. There are also many snack stalls that say they sell Yangzhou fried rice, but it is just egg fried rice with more ingredients.

Jiang Nan was a first-time customer queuing up.

She also works at Far Eastern Group. She had heard colleagues recommend this place several times, and today she finally had time to queue up. She didn't have high expectations, she just wanted to see the quality of this fried rice and see if it was worthy of its reputation.

When she heard the words "Yangzhou fried rice", she began to have doubts in her heart. She grew up in Jiangnan, and has never eaten authentic Yangzhou fried rice since she came to City B to work. She has seen too many restaurants that are not good enough.

But old diners, such as Lin Tianqiu, were not panicked at all.

Regardless of whether it is authentic Yangzhou fried rice or not, the one made by Boss Jian is absolutely delicious!

As Jian Yunlan opened the soup pot, the rich aroma in the pot also spread out -

I saw that the original soup that had been simmering over a slow fire had already boiled and was bubbling. The soup base was an extremely delicate milky white color with a layer of oil floating on it.

In the soup, many ingredients are rolling and floating, including pink Jinhua ham, soft and milky white diced chicken, light yellow diced winter bamboo shoots, and sea cucumbers... The flavors of various ingredients surge up with the steam, and just looking at and smelling them is a feast for the eyes and smells.

"Wow, why is there soup?" Lin Tianqiu came early today and was very close to the front of the line. He asked curiously, "Isn't it fried rice?"

"For Yangzhou fried rice, you need to add soup to the rice several times." Jiang Nan immediately answered him in the crowd.

Looking at the pot of soup, her eyes lit up.

Hey, it really looks like that. Apart from anything else, all the ingredients in the Jinhua ham soup are complete and it smells authentic too!

Could it be that this boss really has some ability?

However... Jiang Nan still doesn't have too high expectations. After all, there are many people who look similar but not quite the same. She has always been very picky about the special food of her hometown.

"Do you want some soup with the rice?" "Wouldn't this soup be good for cooking wontons? Hehe..." "Boss, let me lick the bottom of the pot!"

Many people heard for the first time that soup was added to fried rice. They found it strange and kept looking around, wanting Jian Yunlan to secretly scoop a spoonful for them to taste.

Jian Yunlan: "..."

"Everyone, just be patient. Everyone will get a share." Jian Yunlan soothed them. As he spoke, the other pot was heating up.

He heated the pan with cold oil and put six or seven well-beaten farm eggs into it. The golden egg liquid sizzled in the oil pan, the edges curled and solidified, and the egg aroma rose with the heat.

At this time, many people have begun to swallow their saliva.

Jian Yunlan's movements were extremely quick. She put the rice in directly without even waiting for the egg liquid to solidify.

He held the ladle and started beating the rice with such force that the bottom of the pot made a banging sound. The onlookers were all excited!

The rice and egg liquid were stirred and mixed in the oil pan. Soon, every grain of rice was evenly coated with the golden egg liquid. And with Jian Yunlan's light flip of the spoon, the heavy iron pan was lifted up, and the golden rice drew a perfect parabola in the air and fell steadily back into the pot.

Flipping the wok is a signature dish when making Jian Yunlan’s fried rice.

There were immediate exclamations from the crowd.

"Wow, this stir-fry is so beautiful! So amazing! It's a visual treat..."

"Why did you hit the rice? Did the rice finally confess?"

"Hahaha, beating the rice is called 'beating the egg'. It is to mix the rice and egg liquid evenly and make the rice looser. Look carefully, no two grains of rice are stuck together. This is the ultimate in Yangzhou fried rice."

Jiang Nan was still hesitant at first, but when the spoon was flipped, admiration was all she could see in her eyes.

Gold wrapped in silver!

The golden egg liquid evenly and densely coats each grain of rice, leaving no grain of rice behind, and the color is surprisingly consistent.

This fried rice boss is something.

At this time, the rice had already taken on an extremely attractive color. Jian Yunlan used a soup spoon to scoop up the Jinhua soup in the soup pot next to him, poured a spoonful of milky white soup and various ingredients onto the fried rice, and began to stir-fry.

After the soup was absorbed into the rice, he added another spoonful of soup and repeated this process several times.

"So this is the time to add the soup," Lin Tianqiu stared at it intently, feeling like his mouth was about to drool, "I thought it was like rice in soup, haha."

Jian Yunlan, who rarely spoke out to explain before, actually spoke up now: "We need to stir-fry the flavor of the soup into the rice layer by layer. Each layer has a different texture and taste, layered on top of each other."

When she was a food blogger in her previous life, Jian Yunlan studied Yangzhou fried rice and even spent three full months replicating this delicacy.

Of course, with the blessing of his full-level cooking skills and the "Fried Rice Picture Book" issued by the God of Cooking System, he is very confident about this fried rice.

Wow, that sounds so profound! Lin Tianqiu thought with starry eyes.

Jiang Nan nodded continuously as he listened.

Yes, this method is correct and this statement is also correct.

I just wonder if this fried rice, which looks good, will taste as good as it does?

Soon, after stir-frying several times, the soup completely permeated the fried rice.

Jian Yunlan finally added the fresh shrimps and peas. The translucent shrimps quickly turned into an attractive, crystal-clear light pink color at the bottom of the pot, and were mixed with the green peas into the fried rice. Finally, they were sprinkled with chopped green onions and the ingredients from the Jinhua original soup, and finally stir-fried over high heat and served!

Under the envious gazes of everyone, the first serving of steaming and delicious fried rice was handed to Jiang Nan.

Gurgle. Jiang Nan couldn't help swallowing.

Let her judge whether this bowl of Yangzhou fried rice is up to standard!

Jiang Nan held the spoon and scooped a full spoonful of fried rice. The fried rice trembled in the spoon. Each grain of rice was golden and translucent, with soup and oil. You could also see a lot of side dishes, light pink shrimp, Jinhua ham that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, green peas, diced winter bamboo shoots, and flower mushrooms...

Jiang Nan couldn't wait to put the fried rice into his mouth.

——The first thing I felt was the strong smell of pot. The rice is stir-fried until each grain is distinct, with a rich aroma from cooking over a firewood fire. Each grain of rice is soaked in egg liquid and soup, and is greasy. As you chew, an indescribable delicious taste spreads in your mouth. Just as the fried rice boss said, every mouthful of rice has different levels of the mellow aroma of the broth, which makes people want to eat more and more, and it is oily but not greasy!

The hot rice just out of the pot was so hot that Jiang Nan couldn't help stamping his feet, but he was reluctant to stop.

In addition to rice, you can also taste a variety of different ingredients while chewing. The refreshing and chewy texture of the shrimp complements the fried rice. There is also the authentic Jinhua ham, which is crispy on the outside but tender on the inside, with an enticing salty and fragrant taste. Occasionally, when you bite into the green peas inside, hot and rich juice will immediately flow out, and the fragrance of vegetables and the aroma of fried rice will overflow...

The taste was so authentic that Jiang Nan felt like he was back home, sitting around his grandmother's stove with his brothers and sisters, eating mouthfuls of fried rice while grimacing in pain from the heat.

She could even smell the smoke from cooking fires, the smell of earth after rain, and the clinking sounds of vendors selling maltose in the distance.

"It's delicious, so delicious!" Jiang Nan said excitedly while eating. She is in charge of publicity copywriting at Yuanzhou Group and is usually quite literary. At this moment, she couldn't help but sigh, "Tried the spring dish with Polygonum aviculare and Artemisia selengensis shoots. The best thing in the world is pure joy."

At the same time, Lin Tianqiu, who was standing behind her, also started eating. He was also very excited while eating, and couldn't help but sighing:

"Fuck, it's delicious! It tastes just like," Lin Tianqiu racked his brains to come up with a cultured metaphor, so he used all his life's knowledge and whispered, "... just like Boss Jian's fried rice."

The contrast is very stark.

There was a good-natured laugh from the crowd.

A mother taught her little boy: "Look, I told you to study hard, listen carefully to Chinese class and recite ancient poems, otherwise you will end up like this!"

——"When others say it looks like the Milky Way falling from the sky, you will just say wow, this waterfall is really amazing!"

The little boy clenched his fists as if he understood, and nodded: "I want to work hard! I want to be a cultured person! Only then can I deserve to eat more of Boss Jian's fried rice."

Lin Tianqiu: “…Woo woo woo.”

What’s wrong? Can illiterate people not eat fried rice? You discriminate against illiterate people!

Having said that, Lin Tianqiu's mood was not affected at all. How can you not be happy when you have such delicious fried rice in your mouth? He ate tons of fried rice with relish, leaving people with the image of a simple illiterate man from behind.

Jian Yunlan also smiled happily.

It wasn't for anything else, but because he saw Jiang Nan and Lin Tianqiu eating so happily and contentedly that they burped and had such happy expressions on their faces... This was the meaning of his being a snack stand owner!

Looking at everyone's happiness, Jian Yunlan moved very skillfully. He heated up the pan, added oil, and started frying the second pot.

Now, he can make five servings of fried rice in one pot, but because the process of making Yangzhou fried rice is complicated and requires beating the eggs and adding broth over and over again, the rice comes out of the pot slower than usual.

Fortunately, diners always have endless patience when it comes to top-notch food. Some people start queuing at five or six in the morning. Would they care about waiting for more than ten minutes for fried rice? Everyone was staring at the pot with great enthusiasm and anticipation, and orders were pouring in like snowflakes:

"Boss Jian, I want fried rice without onions~"

"My son and I will each have one, with extra green onions, hehe!"

“A serving of fried rice!”

"Okay!"

Jian Yunlan agreed to all of his requests. As the second pot of fried rice was about to come out of the pot, several diners took the fried rice with shining eyes and great excitement.

Jian Yunlan wiped his sweat and prepared to put the third pot in.

Bei Shi and Zhang Mo also came early today. Although they didn't catch the first two pots, they saw that it would be their turn for the next pot. The young couple were holding hands, looking at Jian Yunlan with hope, waiting for their fried rice.

But something unexpected happened in an instant.

Suddenly, shouts from the crowd came from the back of the team. Along with the chaos and commotion, someone shouted heartbreakingly:

"The Urban Management Officers are coming! The Urban Management Officers are coming!!! Boss Jian, run!!!"

Looking back, I saw a group of people wearing blue shirts and fluorescent vests walking towards this direction in a menacing manner in the distance.

Diners: “?”

Jian Yunlan: “???”

Bei Shi and Zhang Mo: “????”

Bei Shi looked at Jian Yunlan hopefully and asked cautiously, "Boss Jian, you have a business license, right?"

Jian Yunlan was silent.

His silence was deafening.

Everyone panicked. Tears began to accumulate in Zhang Mo's eyes. The 1.8-meter-tall man was like a child, holding on to the last glimmer of hope and trembling as he asked:

"Boss Jian, your business license must have been hidden, right? Look for it, maybe you can find it."

Under countless pairs of expectant eyes.

Jian Yunlan's beautiful face, calm expression, drooping eyelashes, and black and blue eyes were filled with a mysterious Zen feeling.

He put his hands together and made a Buddha's hand gesture of picking up a flower.

——"The urban management came to the snack stand. Today I know who I am."

He said this softly, closed his eyes, and a faint sense of detachment shrouded his whole body.

It looked like the person had been gone for quite some time.

Diners: “????”

No, did Boss Jian pass away on the spot? ? ? ! ! What Lu Zhishen? ? ? !

Noaaaaaaahhhh!

Their fried rice, their delicious fragrant and piping hot fried rice! ! !

"Boss Jian, don't give up!" Bei Shi and Zhang Mo rushed forward and shook him frantically. Several diners in the front row also started to pinch Jian Yunlan's philtrum. "There is still hope. Run now. It's not too late! We will all run with you!"

But Jian Yunlan fell down softly, as if she had gone to another peaceful world.

This is clearly a world that we travel through in a book, so why are there urban management officers?

Of course Jian Yunlan did not apply for a business license. The first thing he did when he woke up in this world was to go to the market to buy vegetables and set up a stall. Does he look like the kind of person who would apply for a business license? !

The purpose of playing is excitement.

Jian Yunlan, who is in good mental state, said that he would be happy to set up a stall when there were no urban management officers, but when the urban management officers came... he would just quit the circle.

It is the biosphere that is retreating.

Very good, perfect plan.

The crowd was bustling, and many diners rushed up to shake him in despair, but Jian Yunlan had already passed away peacefully. No sound could be heard, and he felt as if he had come to another peaceful and happy world.

It was at this time.

A voice came through the crowd and woke Jian Yunlan up.

The voice was lazy and a bit arrogant, but it sounded like a magnificent bell in Jian Yunlan's mind:

"Human, isn't setting up a stall your craving, the fire of desire?"

"Hmph. Can the fire of your lust be extinguished so easily?"

"Your diners are still waiting!"

Not only Jian Yunlan, but the people around also heard the voice.

"Who is talking?" "Wow, what a nice voice, I can tell it's a handsome guy!" "So who is talking?"

They looked left and right, but didn't see anyone. They only saw a majestic big dog on the tricycle leaping gracefully to Boss Jian's side.

Is that Maomao speaking? !

A furry dog ​​paw pressed on Jian Yunlan's face, and then...

Knead left and right.

Jian Yunlan was rubbed awake abruptly and met Taotie's dark golden burning eyes.

Those eyes were filled with intense emotions, obsession, and greed.

'This seat! Eat it! fried rice! '

Jian Yunlan: "..."

Yes, his diners.

Those pairs of expectant eyes and those hungry mouths are still waiting for him.

He had already died once, and the meaning of surviving this time was to do what he wanted to do most, regardless of worldly opinions.

Set up a stall!

The diners held hands and looked at him with burning eyes:

"You promised us that you would be an ace breeder."

"Boss Jian, you have to cheer up! If you say fight, we will fight with you to the end and never compromise!"

"Love you for walking alone in the dark alley~Love you for not kneeling~Love you for facing despair and refusing to cry! Once!"

Everybody started to sing.

In the crowd, Jian Yunlan saw those familiar yet unfamiliar faces, Ming Ruogui, Bei Shi, Zhang Mo, Wu Qiuhe, Gu Tiancheng, Ning Sheng, Gu Xingzhou, Professor Wang, Professor Murong, Li Yun, Tan Tingting... They were all looking at him, giving him strength from afar.

They all believed him.

They are all waiting for his fried rice!

——War? Fight! With the humblest dream!

Jian Yunlan only felt that his whole body was instantly filled with strength and was burning.

He raised his fist to the sky, and a red cape seemed to be flying behind him. He said, "Who says that only those who stand in the light are heroes?"

A true hero dares to ride a tricycle to avoid the pursuit of urban management.

Boss Jane, cheer up!

Everyone cried with joy.

There was no time to waste. Jian Yunlan jumped onto the driver's seat of the tricycle and started the electric gear: "Everyone follow me, follow closely!"

After saying that, the tricycle whirred and rushed forward quickly.

"good!!"

"We'll follow you to the ends of the earth!!!"

"You will build your city-state on the ruins~"

Zhang Mo and Bei Shi were still singing passionately, but they saw the crowd had already started running, so they gritted their teeth and joined the crowd and started running.

But Bei Shi was not prepared today and was wearing high heels. She almost sprained her ankle after running just two steps.

"Honey, you...you go ahead," Bei Shi said with tears in her eyes, "Don't worry about me. At least you can have fried rice, that's good."

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Mo picked up Bei Shi horizontally and ran forward with her in his arms, "When I proposed to you, I promised you that all the fried rice I'll have from now on will be yours!"

"Wow, is this love?"

The crowd looked at them with envy and blessings.

The muscular brothers Wang Dashuang and Wang Xiaoshuang were not to be outdone. Wang Xiaoshuang, who was full of tendons, picked up his brother princess and said affectionately: "Are you okay, my eldest lady?"

"Of course I'm fine." The muscular man snuggled shyly in his brother's arms.

crowd:"???"

The crowd looked at him in confusion.

Not far away, Ming Ruogui was also standing in the queue. Before the urban management arrived, she was still chatting with the fans around her, saying things like "Ming Ruogui didn't kneel down to beg Boss Jian", "Everyone loves fried rice", and "Ming Ruogui's beautiful face was stained with tears as she begged Boss Jian for fried rice."

She also wore high heels and a long dress today, looking gorgeous.

After the urban management arrived, her agent Bei Shi was picked up by Zhang Mo and ran away, but Ming Ruogui was left alone.

The fans around were heartbroken: "Sister Ming, look at you, you haven't had a boyfriend for so many years, and now you can only run away by yourself."

Unexpectedly, Ming Ruogui smiled evilly.

It happened in the blink of an eye!

She seemed to have been prepared. She took off her high heels and threw them into the trash can next to her. She took out a pair of sneakers from somewhere and put them on. At the same time, she tore her long skirt to reveal the sweatpants underneath. Her movements were smooth and seamless.

Then she bent down, bent her knees, and put her hands on the ground to make a running start:

Whoosh—bang!

Bei Shi and Zhang Mo: “???”

What black shadow flew past me like a missile?

Everyone's mouth opened wide and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

Ming Ruogui's movements were neat and handsome, with smooth and powerful muscle lines on his legs. He moved through the crowd like a gust of wind, overtaking several people. Not only did he surpass the affectionate Bei Shi and Zhang Mo, he even surpassed his muscular brothers and ran directly to the front of the team!

The sun shines on her, and she proves silently with her strength:

Men, it will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword!

And at this moment, because Jian Yunlan rode the tricycle too fast, a bag of diced chicken flew out from the back seat of the car.

Ming Ruogui jumped up, caught the bag of diced chicken in an elegant posture, and held her up in a princess hug, saying affectionately, "Are you okay, my lady?"

"Of course I'm fine." Chicken Ding snuggled shyly in Ming Ruogui's arms.

Everyone: “?!”

Damn, the diced chicken started talking!

Many girls screamed from the back of the team:

"Ahhh Sister Ming! Sister Ming is so cool!" "I hate why I'm not that bag of diced chicken." "I feel so helpless when I pass by and get arrested."

Ming Ruogui shook her head casually: "Fried rice, I will get it, don't worry."

The girls stopped screaming immediately.

Sister Ming came to snatch the fried rice from them.

No hehe.

But on the other side, a little girl wearing a green Taoist robe and with delicate looks cast an admiring look at Ming Ruogui.

——A heroic woman should be like this!

Hu Danggui originally just wanted to watch from the sidelines, but when she saw Ming Ruogui displaying such integrity, she finally couldn't help but take action.

The urban management officers in the distance were about to catch Jian Yunlan, but suddenly, a mirage flashed before their eyes?

The mirage looked like a peach forest, or like many strange and bizarre worlds appearing before their eyes. Although it was only for a moment, when they woke up, they found that the tricycle in front of them had run away again!

“Damn it.”

The urban management officers gritted their teeth and sped up.

Hu Danggui walked through the crowd and ran to Ming Ruogui.

Her white porcelain doll-like cheeks were red, and her big eyes sparkled: "Girl, I admire your integrity. This is what a woman should be like. A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle!"

Ming Ruogui was confused: "Little girl, you're here to buy fried rice too? I won't lose to you!"

The two of them talked about their own things and ran together in harmony.

Middle of the team.

Gu Tiancheng was led by Dahei and ran breathlessly. Although he exercises regularly, his age is there after all, and he really can't run faster than young people!

The same as him are Professor Wang and Professor Murong.

The two of them were arguing as they ran, neither of them willing to admit defeat, and their foreheads were covered in sweat...

Xiao Jian, it’s really not easy to eat a bowl of fried rice from you!

The three bosses' train of thought overlapped.

On this ordinary Saturday morning.

Passersby in Yunchuan District saw this magical scene:

A three-wheeled food truck was driving fast in front, and the urban management officers were chasing behind.

Behind the tricycle, there was a large group of people.

Not only are there Peking University's top students and top star Gu Ruogui, but there is even the chairman of Yuanzhou Group and academicians and professors from Peking University? !

Passersby were stunned.

So, so crazy...

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