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Chapter 606

"There is a seller of Youzanzi over there, let's go over and try it!"

Youzanzi?

Many viewers heard this title for the first time and couldn't help but ask: "Master God of Cookery, what is this Youzanzi!"

"Sounds like fried food!"

"Look at that like, it's a thumbs up. You Zanzi must be a fried thumbs up!"

"???"

"6!"

Ye Gui smiled mysteriously: "You will know after you go there!"

When we arrived at the door selling Youzanzi, everyone immediately laughed out loud after seeing what they were selling.

Hey, we thought what Youzanzi was, but it turned out to be Mahua!

"Master God of Cookery, isn't this Mahua!"

"Yeah, I thought it was some kind of delicacy I've never seen before. If you said twists, we already knew about it!"

Ye Gui chuckled: "Doesn't this show that I have a rich reserve of knowledge?"

"Every city has its own unique taste. The cooking of Ningbo cuisine follows the principle of simplicity and simplicity. As a complement, Ningbo's snacks are all carefully crafted and exquisite, giving people in Ningbo, Zhejiang, something to enjoy besides dinner.

A more colorful hope.”

"Old Ningbo's Youzanzi originated from the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty and has a history of more than 100 years. It is a purely handmade traditional snack food."

"I believe everyone has eaten Jinmen cannabis flowers, but compared to Jinmen's cannabis flowers, Ningbo's Youzanzi looks small and exquisite. On the one hand, it is the bold and rough nature of the northerners, and on the other hand, it is the gentleness of the southerners!"

"The pure and authentic Lao Ningbo Youzanzi is mainly divided into two flavors: salty and sweet."

"The salty flavor is green and the sweet flavor is golden yellow. You can choose according to your personal taste. However, I personally think the salty seaweed flavor is more famous!"

"The sweet Youzanzi is the most traditional. Many people prefer this original taste. Ningbo people call it 'original flavor'!"

When Ye Guiyi mentioned the original flavor, the audience in the live broadcast room seemed to have been awakened to some great memory, and they all said, "Master God of Cookery, are you ready to sell the original flavor?"

"What? Original flavor? Where is it!"

"Shocked, the God of Cookery is about to go bankrupt because of the store tour, so he is planning to sell the original flavor to continue the store tour!"

"Even so, the God of Cookery didn't mean to reward him. He really made me cry to death!"

Everyone performed tricks one after another, and Ye Gui was dumbfounded.

"Don't be so arrogant, we are talking seriously, and you don't want the live broadcast room to be blocked due to barrages!"

Everyone: "..."

Seeing that the barrage quieted down, Ye Gui continued: "The so-called 'original' means it has a psychological foundation and a sense of identity. Like me, when I eat Youzanzi, I prefer sweet ones, the most earthy taste!"

"But if it's Jinmen cannabis flower, then I prefer to eat salty ones. After all, every place has its own characteristics!"

Now it's Ye Gui's turn. The boss's Youzanzi are all freshly fried and sold.

The boss is in charge of frying, and a young girl, who seems to be the boss's daughter, is in charge of making fried rice.

Take out a mustard seed, then divide it into two parts, roll them into thin strips of even size, and then cut them into parts of similar length.

Tie the two pieces together, turn them about three times, and put them into the oil pan.

The experienced father knew that after frying for thirty seconds, he should use a slotted spoon to let the Youzanzi begin to move in the oil pan. This is to make the oil in the Youzanzi also move.

This is a father who supports his family with his hard-working hands, and it is time to pass on his craftsmanship.

Although this craft seems to have little technical content, it does not seem to be decent enough.

It’s enough to feed a family!

A large amount of Youzanzi is tumbling in the pot. When it floats to the oil pan, it means that the Youzanzi is finished.

The boss quickly pocketed the oil, put it in a container, filtered the oil, and then put it into a container full of seaweed.

There is also a layer of oil on the surface of Youzanzi, so after rolling it in the seaweed, it feels like wearing a dark green dress, which is very beautiful. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"Boss, I want one for ten yuan!"

There is also a middle-aged woman who is responsible for weighing. She has been selling oil for her whole life and has long since developed a pair of hands that are comparable to electronic scales.

I covered the plastic bag with my backhand and turned it around in Youzanzi. This bag of Youzanzi definitely costs ten yuan.

I weighed it and found that ten yuan was neither too much nor too little!

"Handsome guy, your oily son!"

"No, it's you..."

Ye Gui shut up quickly, he watched too much TV!

"Thanks!"

Ye Gui took the Youzanzi, felt the residual warmth from the Youzanzi, picked up a Youzanzi, and ate it in one bite.

First, the seaweed melts in the mouth, and then there is the slightly hard texture of the oil zanko, and the salty texture of adding salt when the dough is fermented.

"Well, it's delicious!"


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