Gourmet Food Supplier

"Jia Jia, I want a rice cooked in rice." The diners in the neighboring village saw Wu Haiyi agree, and ordered the meal immediately.

"Okay, a total of 98 yuan." Zhou Jia nodded and said.

"It has already been transferred." The diners said with a smile on the phone.

"Please wait a moment, then come." Zhou Jia confirmed that he received it and said with a smile.

"Okay, no problem." The diners nodded.

Zhou Jia smiled and then left to turn around and report.

As for the money in Wuhai, it was naturally transferred to the diners.

The diners looked at Wuhai and said, "I have already ordered it. I can take a spoonful."

"Of course, but you have to use your own spoon to hold it." Wu Hai said plainly.

It’s like that the spoon that has been secretly comparing itself to the size of the other spoon is not the same, he is bigger.

The diners in the neighboring place eat egg fried rice, which is also a spoon.

"My spoon is smaller than yours, and it is fair to use it." The neighbor's diners also said savvyly.

"Is it?" When Wu Hai spoke, he picked up his own spoon and slammed it into his mouth without hesitation.

"What did you just say? I didn't understand it, you know that people are old with their ears back." Wu Hai touched his mustache and looked at the neighbor's diners innocently.

"Nothing." The diners were speechless for a while, and they paused for a while.

"Oh, it's okay, I see oil on the spoon, I slammed it. Are you still using it?" Wu Hai asked with a particularly bad taste.

"Oh, what is the spoon provided by Yuan Boss!" The diners couldn't help but roll their eyes.

"Yes, maybe I got it wrong. You are going to simmer soup. It’s cold and affects the taste." Wuhai said in a generous manner.

"That's really a thank you reminder!" The neighbor's diners are simply helpless to such a Wuhai, can only say with a gnashing.

"You're welcome." Wuhai touched the mustache and put on the most affectionate smile.

Then the diners don't talk, just fill a spoon full, then carefully pour on the egg fried rice.

Yes, this is what I learned with Wuhai. Since I can make a white meal, it should be possible to move the fried rice.

The soup is too small and can only be mixed.

"You can try it now." The colleague's colleague made a narrow smile.

"No, this guy is too embarrassed." The diners deliberately said loudly.

Wuhai is obsessed with the inability to extricate himself from eating and drinking, and does not listen to the complaints of others.

"Haha, eat it, I am almost finished." Colleagues couldn't help but laugh, then urged.

"Well." The diners nodded, then picked up the fried rice and sipped it into the mouth.

Yuanzhou's egg fried rice is like the golden fried rice in "Chinese Little Master". For this reason, it also attracted some second-yuan sisters to come and eat.

After all, cold face, rules, cooking is super delicious, it is simply a setting in a novel or comics.

Therefore, when the red hot and spicy hot pot soup is poured on the golden egg fried rice, the color is really complementary.

The two strong colors meet, not only will not break each other and let each other add a lot of color.

"It’s really comfortable to look at this color." The diners said with emotion, and then ate it.

The taste of egg fried rice is not necessary to say, the soft egg liquid is wrapped with soft and moderate rice, and the instant of the entrance stimulates the ultimate taste of both.

Now there is more of the same taste, that is spicy.

Eggs can be said to be the most suitable ingredients, whether it is with spring-scented camphor buds, stimulated strong garlic, or a special aroma of leeks, can play their own delicious.

Can form a wonderful taste, eggs are so tolerant.

And now it is natural to encounter spicy.

"Oh, spicy." The diners are like Wuhai, and the moment of the entrance is called.

But after a while, I closed my mouth and began to chew.

This taste is absolutely perfect. The delicious egg fried rice is wrapped with a spicy soup base. It instantly turns the light and delicious egg fried rice into a strong taste.

"Curious taste." The diners said with a voice.

The spicy taste is good for the taste of the egg fried rice itself, and the numb taste is the last taste. From time to time, the tongue is stimulated, and the taste tasted by the tongue is different.

This taste is like a fireworks.

"Brushing" two, only two, a spoonful of spicy soup at the end of the rice was eaten.

Then the diners sat silent in the chair and suddenly spoke to the colleague on the side. "You said that we have been working together for a few years?"

"Three years, why?" Colleagues were alert.

This guy has to borrow money when it is difficult?

"When you will give him another meal, I still want to eat spicy soup." The diners said simply.

"I thought it was a big thing, scared me." Colleagues said easily.

"You agree." The diners nodded and turned to look at Wuhai.

"Do you still eat? I can see this soup can also make a bowl." The diners asked in a very natural way.

"Of course." Wuhai satisfied the laying down of the bowl, affirmatively said.

"My colleagues can help, the conditions are the same." The diners' tone is particularly enthusiastic, as if they are an enthusiastic little friend.

"No, I see your egg fried rice mixed with a taste is also very good." Wu Hai refused, and called Zhou Jialai a bowl of egg fried rice.

"I said that you are not doing the same according to the routines?" The diners looked at Wuhai's soup pot and asked very unwillingly.

"Thank you for your kindness." Wu Hai said with a smile.

The store is so noisy, other diners are naturally enjoying the delicious food while watching the show. It is very enjoyable.

"There is no barbecue or wine this evening." Yuanzhou stood at the empty door and looked at the soup.

Yes, it’s raining today. After the evening time, the guests in the store are leaving, and Yuanzhou has no plans to barbecue tonight, so Yuanzhou is left alone.

The noodle soup was hiding under the balcony and did not respond to Yuanzhou dialect.

"I eat hot pot at night, are you coming?" Yuanzhou asked, looking at the soup.

There is only rain outside the door, and there is nothing else.

As usual, the noodle soup still did not respond.

"You guys eat my drink, but I don't sell it to me. I think you are already a waste dog." Yuanzhou's rare face-to-face soup began to spit.

"I heard that dogs can't eat spicy food and don't know if it's true, but you still don't eat it." Yuanzhou suddenly remembered this and dismissed the idea of ​​eating soup together.

“哗啦” Yuanzhou pulled the door and went back to the kitchen to start preparing the hot pot for dinner.

Dinner for one person's hot pot, Yuanzhou rarely feels that the store is a bit clean.

Ps: The cat thinks that Chengdu is very cold recently. We haven't caught a cold in the spring in winter. Everyone remembers to wear more to prevent colds.