(My God, from the book reviews and this chapter, I found that many of the readers are diligent, probably there are chefs? What should I do? It’s easy to show my timidity. I’m so panicked now. Well, this is a novel, and Mr. Jin can’t do martial arts...)

The breakfast department is going to launch the brine and boil, and the fire has quickly fermented inside the Kyushu Dingshi.

There are all kinds of people saying it. Zhou Dong, the little prince of the breakfast department, has been in the limelight recently. Of course, there are many people who secretly admire him. There are also many people who are secretly jealous of them. It seems that they are already a stolen figure in the Jiuzhou Dingshi, and everyone's focus of discussion.

There are not many people who are optimistic about him at present. There are already rumors that Master Xiao Zhou is so arrogant. He asked Chu Du, who is used to drinking double soup and eating buns and fried dough sticks to eat braised and cooked. What is this a fantasy?

Young people are young people. They just achieved some results and were shaking their tails. The myth of "Zhou Catfish" will sooner or later be shattered!

Zhou Dong is calm and composed in this regard. He has never seen anyone who has been to and from a mental hospital. How could he have seen these ordinary people as much as possible?

However, the young ladies of the Jiuzhou male god group were exploded. At the place where they worked and fought, at the internal forum that was recently established in Kyushu Dingshi, a heroic battle to defend male gods was launched in all places where correct public opinion could be established.

According to Wu Rongrong, we must care for the male god in all aspects physically and mentally, and let the male god's braised fire burn to conquer the foodies in Chudu!

The breakfast department is only half a football field and an elevator from Su Chi Shuitai, but that's it. Zhou Dong will also encounter young ladies who suddenly jump out of the corners, either light or dark. They prepared milk tea, dried fruits, fragrant hand towels and thoughtful words, which made Zhou Dong, who had originally had an indifferent attitude, feel an illusion.

It seems that I am not cooking the fire, but trying to save the world?

‘I often sigh that I can’t help but feel the most difficult to get the kindness of a beauty’.

Fortunately, Zhou Dong has enough experience. Now he steams a few more baskets of Goubuli buns and frys a few more egg cakes every day, and they are still hot. If you hand them in the hands of the young ladies, the young ladies will jump up excitedly like a six-carat diamond ring, and then jump away with red faces like a little rabbit.

Zhou Dong was actually a little confused, just a few buns and egg pancakes. Why do these girls blush? It’s so strange.

When I walked to the entrance of Su Chushuitai, I saw a happy fat man whispering to a slightly plump girl, her face full of rippling spring breeze.

As soon as Zhou Dong shouted, the girl ran away with a blushing face and patted the fat man on the shoulder: "Okay, Lao Pan, have you all made it to this point?"

"Hehe, isn't it because of your boss? Now the young ladies in the male god group are very nice to me. Xiaojuan was introduced to me by them... But you, you, with such a large forest, have you never thought of occupying a small wonderful tree?"

"Get out, what are you doing?"

The closest person to the entire Jiuzhou Dingshi is the fat man, and Zhou Dong would occasionally say a few swear words in front of him.

"Why didn't you let me practice knife skills with Master Cheng on the chopping board? Why did you run to the water platform?"

"I haven't come to the water station for two days, I miss Sister Guan."

"What else?"

"When I heard the gossip of Jiuzhou Dingshi, I knew that you need support the most at this time, boss. I am here to cheer you up."

"What else?"

"No more, Lao Pan, I am such a loyal person."

"Tell the truth."

"... Actually, when I was a child, my dad and I went to Kyoto and ate authentic braised and hot-stewed. It was so delicious. Now I feel drooling when I think about it. Later, I have been to Kyoto and I can't find that flavor again.

Boss, your skills are definitely right. I just want to try this pot and get back the taste of the past!”

"This is like it's true, I believe it."

Zhou Dong smiled and said, "But I'm afraid you will be disappointed. The most difficult thing about this old braised pot is the 'first pot soup'. It would be nice to get this done today. If you want to eat braised pot, the fastest thing is tomorrow morning."

Under the arrangement of Cai Touer and Sister Guan, Su Kitchen Water Desk specially made a pool and a 20-square-meter venue for Zhou Dong, which was almost the size of the entire kitchen of some small restaurants. Zhou Dong was naturally very satisfied. He greeted Cai Touer and Sister Guan, and then began to inspect and go into the water with Chen Luzi.

The large intestine and small intestine and dozens of kilograms of pig belly and pig lungs account for four or five large vegetable pots. Zhou Dong didn't need to turn it around with his hands. He took his eyes and knew it was a good product. He nodded and said, "Thank you, Uncle Lezi. The old rules are always paid every three days. You can just go to the Jiuzhou Dingshi Breakfast Department to settle the bill directly."

Chen Luzi nodded and knew that Zhou Dong was busy stewing soup today, so he said goodbye and left.

"Fatty, do you still remember what the authentic braised cookies you ate back then and what tastes like? Later, when I went to Kyoto, why did I feel the taste was wrong?"

"Remember... My dad took me to Kyoto for a trip, and went to a temple fair called Longtan. I ate braised and cooked at the temple fair.

The soup color is bright red and the fragrance is amazing. It's so satisfying! Later, I went to Kyoto again and went to the old brand. As a result, I was stunned when I brought it up. Why did this braised soup turn into a sauce soup color? It's so salty and salty, it's not the same taste as before."

The fat man looked regretful and swallowed his saliva when he looked at the water in the basin. It has been more than ten years, and he dreamed that he would taste the taste of the past again. Now that he is better, with the boss here, he will definitely be able to do it!

"I'm really destined to say that."

It’s a coincidence that Zhou Dong also went to Kyoto with his father when he was a child. Although he was not at the Longtan Temple Fair, he also tried Kyoto snacks, such as fried liver-flavored lumps, and scorched sugar-cornered pea yellow, basically ate them all, and the braised and boiled fire.

As Fatty said, the braised and hot-baked thing back then was authentic, and it was not the same color as the sauce soup now; now this is better, probably it was learned from Simida, so I directly used the soy soup. Is this?

Legend has it that Boss Tan, a famous actor in the Liyuan Festival, loved the most. He had to eat a bowl every day after the show, and he couldn't sleep if he didn't eat it. Back then, he had to cook the same as the soup. Boss Tan probably wouldn't take a look at it?

"Fatty, do you know why the braised cooked now is no longer the taste and appearance of the past?"

Zhou Dong pointed to the sewer in front of him: "Now many people who make braised cooking, including some time-honored brands, have begun to use finished pig large intestines and small intestines to braised cooking.

Think about it, the process from raw to ripe pig intestine is not completed in the store, but the 90% ripe intestines are stewed until crispy. It lacks the taste from fresh to 90% ripe and the soup it stews. This has to be compensated with sauce.

But in this way, not only does the soup change, but the taste also changes. This is like a mixed pot of braised cooking. Can these finished water be the same as this pot of soup?
Chapter completed!