The milky white sauce wraps every grain of rice, each grain is crystal clear, with plump clams and translucent shrimps stacked on top. As the heat continues to emerge, the rich salty flavor from the ocean evaporates.
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"Boss Tang, how are you?" Huang Mao shook his legs and looked wantonly.
The rice has absorbed the broth, and a fresh and complex flavor emerges from the deliciousness. As soon as it enters the lips and teeth, the heat spreads on the tip of the tongue. When biting into it, the clam meat is elastic and moist, and the shrimp meat is sweet, with a hint of...
The spicy taste whets your appetite.
Tang Yuan took a taste, put down the spoon in his hand, and said lightly: "Not bad."
Huang Mao was stimulated by his slightly cold movements and couldn't believe it: "It's not delicious?" Based on his understanding of Tang Yuan, he said "not bad", but it was really just not bad.
With a strange cry, he grabbed the spoon from Tang Yuan's hand and took a big mouthful. The broth was moderately salty and contained a strong ocean flavor, which blended perfectly with the shells and shrimps.
Doesn’t make sense?
He frowned and stared at Tang Yuan.
"The rice is not cooked properly." Tang Yuan pointed out.
impossible!
Huang Mao dug out another spoonful. The surface was soft and waxy, and the center was chewy. No problem.
He continued to stare at Tang Yuan.
How should I describe it to him? Tang Yuan felt helpless, so he had to make a new portion with the same proportions, except that he slightly changed the steps when cooking the rice. He directly added the water used to cook the rice.
The soup stock was added, and during the last process of collecting the juice, it was simmered for three minutes.
"See the difference." Tang Yuan handed the plate to him.
A fresh aroma rushed into the nostrils. It was not overbearingly rich, but as long and long as flowing water. It occupied all the areas in the mind with every breath. Huang Mao couldn't help but scoop up a spoonful, and the rice grains floated under the light.
Under the bright light, they look like pearls just taken out of the belly of a giant clam, with a bright luster that is tempting to pick.
He closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth. He was stunned for a moment.
The rice grains are mixed with the fragrance of seafood, bursting in your mouth. Chew it, and the sweetness in the grains turns into juice. Chew it again, and you feel as if you can feel the life of the rice grains from seedlings to maturity.
He understood immediately.
The so-called layering is not simply split, but perfect integration.
High, really high!
He swallowed the paella in his mouth and wailed at Tang Yuan: "What should I do? I feel that the gap between me and you has widened again..."
Returning to China this time, to put it mildly, he is a shameless person. He is not a technical worker. Originally, he was only responsible for the final test link in the research team, and used the experience technology to make work meals for everyone. Now that the machine has been successfully developed, he instantly
Then he had some time to relax. Hearing that Tang Yuan was going back to China for the New Year, he packed his bags first and followed him closely.
Tang Yuan was made happy by him, with a hint of smile in his dark eyes, and said: "Now that you are here, show your true skills. Lantingxuan will be relying on you these days!" They are a Western restaurant, celebrating the New Year.
The festival will still be open.
Ready-made work is useless if you don't use it.
After comforting the dejected Yang Jianxin for a while, Tang Yuan stepped into the back alley.
In the kitchen of Yu's restaurant, the sound of frying and frying with smoky smoke could be heard, which moved people's heartstrings. He listened to it for a while, and this familiar sound made him feel confused.
If you live another life.
In a flash, it has been several months since I left the capital.
"Uncle Jianping, go..." There was a vague call from a girl, accompanied by the "clatter" of ingredients sliding into the oil pan. Tang Yuan listened carefully, but did not hear what was said in the last half of the sentence.
In a daze, the door was suddenly opened.
A trace of heat, accompanied by the unknown smell of sauces and spices, surrounded him.
The hand holding the box tightened unconsciously.
Yu Jianping stared blankly at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.
The angular face, a pair of dark eyes with an exotic blue luster, and the slightly pursed lips revealed the confusion and... panic at the moment.
Yu Jianping instantly felt as if a breeze was blowing around him, and he was trembling. He shook his head and took another look. The person he missed really appeared.
He was so happy that he ignored the cigarette case in his hand and dropped it on the ground. He rushed forward and gave him a big hug: "Good boy, you are finally back!" Then he pushed him away and took a closer look before continuing.
Hug, "If you lose a little weight, I will say that foreign countries don't support people!"
Tang Yuan smiled, "Yes, I miss Uncle Jian Ping's rice noodles."
Yu Jianping grabbed him and took him directly to the kitchen: "Let's go, Uncle Jianping will cook it for you, as per the old rules, add beef, goose balls, and a spoonful of secret sauce..."
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The bowl in Yu Jian's hand was placed on the table. The force was neither heavy nor light, and a clear crisp sound expressed the infinite anger in her heart.
This is the second time.
The second time he didn't even say hello, he just appeared in front of her.
"Use your beef cake slowly!" he spat out abruptly, turned around and left.
Tang Yuan took her hand.
The girl's palms were warm, not greasy like those of ordinary chefs, but very refreshing. The unique smoothness of the girl's skin lingered on his fingertips, and he gently scratched Yu Jian's palms.
Yu Jian retracted her fingers and wanted to shake him off.
Tang Yuan first admitted his mistake: "My fault, my fault."
It is good to admit mistakes, but never correct them.
Yu Jian glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, unable to pull away her hand, so she simply turned around and faced him. She wanted to see what this man wanted to do.
Tang Yuan scratched her palm again and let it go before she exploded. A smile spread across his lips. He pointed to the chair opposite and said, "Sit down, I have something to tell you."
Sit down. Is she a kitten or a puppy?
Yu Jian complained in her heart and kicked the corner of the table: "If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I'm still busy."
Tang Yuan stood up, held her shoulders directly, and asked her to sit across from her. Then he returned to his seat and took out chopsticks and spoons from the drawer in the corner with familiarity.
Taking a deep breath and feeling the familiar aroma, I started to taste it slowly. The vermicelli melted in my mouth, the beef was soft and fragrant, and the meatballs were springy and crispy. This is the ultimate taste.
Feeling the extreme enjoyment between his lips and teeth, he took a sip of hot soup and met the little girl's gaze.
Smiling slowly, he said: "I brought a gift for you."
Yu Jian stood up with a bang, and there was a harsh sound as the chair moved. She said expressionlessly: "I don't want it. You just happened to be back, so Lantingxuan will be returned to you. If you have anything to do, you can handle it yourself. You don't have to come again."
Looking for me."
It's the same thing again.
Beat a stick and give a candy?
After all, Tang Yuan still regards her as an ordinary woman outside, thinking that if he gives her a little benefit casually, she can do everything to him?