The gourmet master on the tongue

It has been more than half a month since Yanran moved to Miaokou, and the business is so good that it is full of customers every day.

The neighbors in the neighborhood said they were lying if they didn't envy them, but they couldn't help but admire Yanran's cooking skills.

In just over half a month, Yan Ran's restaurant has changed to three kinds of snacks.

At the beginning, it was hot dry noodles, then fried buns, and now fried edamame. The key is that each one is very delicious.

"Grandpa, I bought fried edamame, do you want to eat it?" Sun Xiaohao was carrying his schoolbag, holding the fried edamame he just bought from Yanran Restaurant in his hand.

"Is it Yanran's restaurant?" Sun Biao asked.

"Of course, besides Yanran Restaurant, is there any other restaurant that has delicious food?" Sun Xiaohao said.

Sun Biao pulled his grandson to his side and whispered, "You can't say that."

"Why? The food in Yanran Restaurant is better than other restaurants!" Sun Xiaohao replied.

"Yes, the food in Yanran Restaurant is delicious, but you can't say that. If other uncles and aunts hear about it, they won't be happy." Sun Biao said.

It is said that colleagues are enemies, even if the neighbors don't say it, they still feel a little bit uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the supply of Yanran Xiaoguan is limited every day, so far, it will not have much impact on other shops.

Sun Xiaohao nodded after listening to his grandfather's words: "Oh, I see."

"Grandpa, do you want to eat?" Sun Xiaohao handed the tofu to Grandpa.

Sun Biao opened the bag with a smile, and poked a piece of edamame with a wooden stick.

When he was about to eat it, Zhang Rongfeng, who sells braised meat, passed by the shop.

"Yo, do you want to eat edamame?" Zhang Rongfeng said teasingly.

"Why?" Sun Biao glanced at him.

"It's so blatant, aren't you afraid of being seen by Lao Liang?" Zhang Rongfeng said.

"Old Liang is not so stingy. Besides, don't think I don't know. You have secretly eaten the fried buns and hot dry noodles before. I saw your family and went to buy them." Sun Biao said.

Zhang Rongfeng sneered twice: "Hey, who made Yanran's hot dry noodles and fried buns so delicious? Didn't I hold back for a while?"

"Oh, then don't talk about me, we're all the same." Sun Biao smiled.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about you, don't talk about you." Zhang Rongfeng replied.

"A lot of people on our street bought it secretly, you know that?" Zhang Rongfeng asked.

"I know, they are all on the same street, can I not know?" Sun Biao said.

"Old Liang should know about it too." Zhang Rongfeng said.

"Nonsense, he must have known it a long time ago, and I said he would not be so stingy!" Sun Biao said.

Zhang Rongfeng shrugged.

"By the way, it will be a quarterly gathering in a few days. Is your lo-mei ready?" Sun Biao said.

"Of course, how about you, prepare a few more roast ducks, don't be so stingy." Zhang Rongfeng said.

"You thought I was you, you prepared two plates of lo-mei last time." Sun Biao complained.

"Damn, I'm a plate for fish, can one plate hold up to several discs?" Zhang Rongfeng gave him a sideways look.

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Liang Kee Bucket Chicken.

Liang Yuanhai looked at the people passing by in front of the store, and from time to time he could see someone passing by with the fried tofu from Yanran Restaurant. He swallowed subconsciously when he smelled the crispy smell.

He knew about the fact that the neighbors in the neighborhood secretly went to Yanran's restaurant to buy things.

In fact, he also really wanted to try how delicious the food in Yanran Restaurant was.

But in this situation, he was embarrassed to buy it.

At first, when he saw Yanran's small restaurant moved to Miaokou, he was really quite upset, but as time passed, his mentality gradually calmed down.

And the key point is that Yanran's cooking skills are really amazing, he has to say a word of convincing in his heart.

Although he had never eaten the hot dry noodles, fried buns, and fried edamame in Yanran's restaurant.

But from the mouths of the diners and the secret behavior of the neighbors in the neighborhood, it is already clear at a glance what is going on in the restaurant.

In a few days, there will be a gathering once a season, should we take this opportunity...?Liang Yuanhai thought to himself.

There is a tradition in Miaokou Food Street. Neighbors will gather once every season. Stores will bring out their special dishes, and the big guys gather together to have fun.

This tradition was initiated by Liang Yuanhai's father, and it is naturally organized by the Liang family now.

Liang Yuanhai thought for a long time, then got up and walked to Yanran's restaurant.

Arriving at the Yanran restaurant, Liang Yuanhai stood in front of the door, hesitant.

Yan Ran saw him in the store, and was the first to say hello to him: "Uncle Liang."

Liang Yuanhai was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with an awkward smile.

"Kaka, you do it, remember what I taught you, control the frying time well." Yan Ran said to Kaka.

Kaka immediately went over to take over.

Yan Ran came out of the shop with a smile on his face: "Uncle Liang, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, here at Miaokou every three months, the big guys will get together. In a few days it will be the day of the party. I'll come over and tell you. If you want to come to participate, you can come then." Liang Yuanhai said.

"Participate, I will definitely participate!" Yan Ran said with a smile.

If you are in the store business, you still need to have a good relationship with your neighbors.

"Okay, then you can cook a few special dishes and bring them over. At the party, every family will bring out their own special dishes." Liang Yuanhai said.

"Okay, no problem!" Yan Ran replied.

"That's nothing, I'll go first." Liang Yuanhai said.

"Uncle Liang, please wait a moment." Yan Ran said quickly.

"What's wrong?" Liang Yuanhai stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you some edamame tofu to taste and see how it tastes." Yan Ran said with a smile.

"No need, no need." Liang Yuanhai waved his hand.

"It's okay, just wait a moment, it will be ready soon, why don't you sit in the store for a while." Yan Ran said.

Before Liang Yuanhai refused, he helped Liang Yuanhai to sit in the store.

"Sit for a while, and you'll be fine soon." Yan Ran said.

Back at the stove, Yan Ran quickly made a fried tofu and asked Kaka to deliver it to Liang Yuanhai.

Liang Yuanhai looked at the fried edamame in front of him, and then at Yanran. Seeing that the other party was smiling and sincere, he took a deep breath to calm down.

With this inhalation, the burnt aroma rushed from the nose to the top of the head.

This is also very fragrant.Liang Yuanhai thought to himself.

The fried edamame in front of me has a crispy yellow skin covered with striped patterns of tiger skin, which makes people's index fingers move.

He picked up a piece of edamame with chopsticks, dipped it in chili sauce, and put it in his mouth.

The edamame tofu is fragrant and fragrant, the skin is crispy and delicious, the spicy taste is tangy, the inner layer is soft and tender, when the teeth are lightly pressed, the soft tofu will melt in the mouth, and the fragrance will instantly rise to a higher level.

too delicious!Liang Yuanhai's eyebrows moved inadvertently.

Of course, he is still calm on the surface.

A serving of fried edamame was quickly finished, Liang Yuanhai was still a little unsatisfied, but he didn't dare to look around.

After saying thank you to Yan Ran, Liang Yuanhai walked out of the small restaurant.

As soon as I went out, I ran into a neighbor who came to buy fried edamame.

"Uncle Liang, are you here to buy edamame too?" The daughter-in-law of the old Xu's family who sells sweet soup said hello.

Liang Yuanhai smiled uncomfortably, and nodded inexplicably guilty.

"The edamame tofu in Yanran Restaurant is very delicious, and the children at home are clamoring for it." Old Xu's daughter-in-law said.

Liang Yuanhai nodded: "Then go buy it, I'll go back first."

"Okay, Uncle Liang, go slowly." Old Xu's daughter-in-law said.

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"Old Liang went to Yanran Restaurant to eat fried tofu, do you know?"

"Master Liang has gone to Yanran Restaurant to eat fried tofu."

"The fried edamame curd at Yanran Restaurant is really delicious. You see, even Lao Liang himself went there."

"Lao Liang's bucket chicken lost to Yan Ran's stewed chicken. If it were me, I wouldn't join in."

"Let me just say, Old Liang is open-minded. Even though he lost, he will never hold grudges!"

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In just half a day, the story of Liang Yuanhai going to Yanran Restaurant to eat fried tofu spread throughout the temple.

The big guys don't have to go to Yanran Restaurant to buy things secretly anymore.

Of course, the so-called sneakiness was just deception.

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Xianmanyuan Meat Products Co., Ltd.

production workshop.

"Master Yan, do you think this taste is okay?" Huang Yongwen, the workshop master, came to Yanran with a plate of sliced ​​pig's head rice dumplings.

Yan Ran picked up a piece of pig's head dumpling and tasted it.

"Well, the taste is not good enough, the heat is not enough, the fire must be well controlled, although my watch has written the heat and time, but it still needs to be fine-tuned according to the situation." Yan Ran said.

Although Yan Ran had already written down the entire process of making the pig's head rice dumpling, he still needed to be present to supervise and inspect if he wanted to make authentic finished products as soon as possible.

On the other side, He Jinrui walked in from the outside.

The passing workers greeted him one after another: "Mr. He."

He Jinrui smiled and nodded in return.

"Yan Ran." He Jinrui walked over.

"Brother Rui." Yan Ran said with a smile.

"How is it? Is today's finished pig's head rice dumpling good?" He Jinrui asked.

"It's not bad. I tried a version just now, and I've made seven or eight of them." Yan Ran replied.

For half a month, under Yan Ran's extremely precise control, the masters in the workshop finally produced a relatively satisfactory finished product.

A large reason for the success is thanks to Yan Ran's extremely detailed recipe.

All the masters in the workshop signed non-employment contracts, and Yan Ran also subdivided the entire production process according to He Jinrui's suggestion, so that each master can master a part of it, so that there is no need to worry about the secret recipe being stolen.

That is to say, these pre-made products can do this, and dishes like braised chicken can only be bound by non-compete contracts.

"That's good, the publicity on the online store is ready, and the only thing that needs to be done is the new product." He Jinrui said.

Yan Ran nodded: "I'll work harder and try to finish the first batch in the next two days. If it doesn't work, I'll do it myself."

"Don't be in such a hurry, how much can you do alone, what if you get exhausted?" He Jinrui said quickly.

"I'm just telling you about the situation of the online store. I'm not urging you. You can just follow the original schedule. It's only half a month, and it's already very fast!" He Jinrui said.

"Okay, do you want to try it?" Yan Ran picked up the pig's head rice dumpling made by Huang Yongwen and said.

"Okay, let me try it." He Jinrui nodded, took the pig's head rice dumpling and tasted it.

"Well, the taste is really good. People with less sensitive taste buds probably won't be able to taste the difference from yours." He Jinrui said.

"We still have to do better, and only with high quality can we go far." Yan Ran said.

He Jinrui laughed and said, "It's the same as I thought."

Yan Ran immediately smiled knowingly.

"Which ones did you make?" He Jinrui asked.

"Over there." Yan Ran nodded her chin.

He Jinrui went over and took a piece of pork stuffing and ate it: "It's still delicious!"