Gourmet Food Supplier

"I think it may be a small fresh dish. After all, Yuan Bo is hard to say." Long began to guess.

"This is not the taste of roast goose." Ling Hong is most familiar, and suddenly guessed it.

"Who doesn't know, we are imagining what the taste of Yuan Boss is." Jiang Yan took a look at Ling Hong.

"Yes." Long nodded.

"What does Yuan Bo's taste do, can you think of it?" Ling Hongbai.

"Don't anyone say that Yuan Bo is eating another food!" Wu Zhou asked weakly.

"Don't say it, I can't control my hand to remove the door." Long fist, seriously said.

"Yuan Boss Yuan Boss, open the door, and go to business hours." Wuhai directly practiced.

"The young man is in a hurry, there is no patience." The old man said in a serious way.

"Then don't drag your wife to go forward." The old lady professionally dismantled the stage.

"Cough, this is not afraid of others squeezing you." The old man looked at the old woman seriously.

"Get it, you can still move forward honestly, so you can eat it quickly." The old woman is very honest.

Wuhai's vigorous knocking on the door can't completely affect Yuanzhou. After all, the system is produced, it must be a boutique.

Even if Yuanzhou has just failed to take Qingmei, the latter process is indispensable.

This is like when Yuanzhou wrote a homework and wrote a typo, but he had to write the typo and wipe it.

It is the latter process that Yuanzhou is also step by step in accordance with the rules.

The most important thing is to control the temperature. Because of its slow heat dissipation and fast heating speed, it is difficult to master. If it is not good, this goose will walk around Africa with a black body paint.

"Almost." Yuanzhou listened to the slight sound of oil blasting inside, and the sound of "wood" firewood, affirmatively said.

Bring anti-scalding gloves and “Hula” unveiled the oven.

"The smell is not too big a problem." Yuanzhou smelled the smell of roasting goose, frowning.

Since the hand burns, Yuanzhou’s brow has been wrinkled and has not been released.

Reaching out to take out the roast goose, the scent of the roast goose is even more diffuse.

I don't know if it's a bad taste of the system. It can obviously block the sound, but it doesn't shield the taste. This doesn't make the outside wait for more helplessness.

"Oh..." Jiang Yan’s stomach made a loud protest.

"Jing Jiang, your stomach..." said the long sleeves of Jiang Yan.

"Damn, this is not the Yuanzhou, from time to time to eat inside, so do not sell, starve to death." Who is Jiang Yan, but she is not embarrassed by the three lost women, but also directly blamed Yuanzhou.

"Hey, I am so hungry." Long belly and a lament.

"What did Xiaoyuan’s boss do in the end, so fragrant, the old man’s saliva must flow down.” The old man looked anxiously.

"Yuan Boss, you are immoral, open the door quickly, can't eat us to see." Wuhai is taking a side door and euphemistically said.

"Xiao Min, do you have the key? We only look at what is done at the door, never go in." Ling Hong smiled and looked at Shen Min affectionately.

"No, no, Mr. Ling." Shen Min secretly swallowed, nervously said.

"Hey, how long will it take?" Ling Hong was handsome, and his melancholy speech was very lethal to a young girl like Shen Min.

"That's ten minutes, and it will open after ten minutes." Shen Min looked at the time carefully.

"Well, thank you Min Min." Ling Hong was helpless.

Of course, he knew that there were still ten minutes. He didn't see the queue and thought he was counting his fingers.

Yuanzhou observes the roasted roast goose inside.

Originally, the roast goose only needs to be roasted to the whole body in golden red. The head of the goose is slightly protruding, and the middle of the goose body is seamed, and the whole weight becomes lighter.

Now that Yuanzhou is in the hand, it is completely in line with this standard.

"The surface looks good too." Yuanzhou step by step to the study of this failed roast goose.

It is a summary of the experience of failure.

With a bang, quickly remove the roast goose and goose-tail needles, and the marinade inside will make a slight squeak.

Yuanzhou immediately picked up the roast goose and poured out the marinade in his stomach and placed it in a small bowl with green leaves.

Inside the small bowl is a delicate white porcelain, with a reddish-brown marinade, with a lot of oil beads on it, slightly exuding the heat, smelling delicious and delicious, people can't help but want to taste a bite.

Then, Yuanzhou took out the miracle kitchen knife, and when the roast goose was still hot, he cut it into several large pieces with a few knives.

"哗" the knife back a touch, put it, and put it on a large plate at once.

The whole plate is like a goose. Just after the cut roast goose is placed, it is like on the back of the goose. There is a raised forehead in front of the plate. It looks very elegant.

"哗啦" a sound of Yuanzhou directly drenched the marinade just poured out.

The hot marinade and the crispy skin instantly meet, giving off a wonderful “sweet” sound, which instantly stimulates a richer aroma.

"The skin is smooth and shiny, and it looks like a honey brush. It's good." Yuanzhou looked at the dish and said objectively.

"There is only the taste left." Yuanzhou picked up his own special chopsticks and prepared to eat.

After all, there are only a few minutes left to open the door.

Picking up a chopsticks to burn the goose, Yuanzhou did not stop much, and directly put it in his mouth.

Just a roast goose entrance, Yuanzhou frowned.

"Sure enough." Yuanzhou swallowed the meat in his mouth a few times, and his tone was clear.

Because the green plum broke the skin, it suddenly caused the astringency and bitterness that the green plum had originally brought into the goose, which of course could not be eaten by others, but Yuanzhou can.

Therefore, Yuanzhou only thought that his first roast goose failed.

However, Yuanzhou was not wasted. A 3,500-gram roast goose, Yuanzhou, ate most of the time. The remaining bones, Yuanzhou, gave the soup directly.

Disregarding it is a pet dog.

"Hey, today's meal, there are bones can be smashed." Yuanzhou looked at the soup to eat, seriously said.

In his opinion, the cat eats fish and the dog eats bones. This is normal. After all, he is the man who feeds the noodle soup.

After finishing these Yuanzhou, the door was opened.

"Well, so many people?" Yuanzhou eyes stunned for a moment, and suddenly he returned to his serious face, or the image is important.

However, he has some inexplicable feelings. Since there is a numbering machine, the queues at the door are generally only the first 20 people who can come in. Now the black pressure on the door seems to be more than 20 people.

Only this doubt was immediately untied by Wuhai.

"Yuan boss, you are too much, what is delicious in the end, can not play happily!" Wuhai began to look east when he entered the door.

"Right right, the old man's saliva is coming to the chest." The old man is always strong and strong, and the old lady is squeezed in.

"There is usually no good end to eating alone." Ling Hong also said.

"Please queue up and enter, please queue up." At this time, Shen Min, who was squeezed to the door, squeezed in and said loudly.

And Yuanzhou had a calm face and walked quickly to the kitchen.

After all, these people who come in don’t like to eat, it’s like eating him...