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Everyone was satisfied with the meal.

Jiang Qi held a small bowl, which was full of the last dish that had just been served - chicken head rice soup.

To be honest, when Jiang Qi first saw the name of this dish on the guide, he thought it was a meat dish.

Jiang Qi was still muttering in his heart, this Gusu cuisine is quite wild. If you put chicken heads and millet together and cook them into a soup, would it be delicious if they were cooked together?

Not to mention anything else, a bowl of rice soup was served, with several dead chicken heads floating on it, and the eyes were emitting a strange light...

This dish can be served directly to the art museum booth.

I need to share this good idea with F1101 to provide more material inspiration to the bionic people who basically have no creative bottlenecks.

Of course, after seeing the electronic menu of Huangji Restaurant, Jiang Qi knew that he had misunderstood.

Chicken head rice soup is not chicken head and rice soup, but chicken head rice and soup.

Chicken head rice is a plant.

Compared with the name of chicken head rice, which Jiang Qi has never heard of, its other nickname is more familiar to Jiang Qi - fresh gorgon fruit.

Chicken head rice soup is not expensive. It is Jiang Cha’s favorite dish and was added in the last batch.

While the dishes were being served, Jiang Qi took the time to check out this dish online.

Gorgon is available everywhere and can be bought in any supermarket. However, if you want to make chicken head rice soup, you have to be particular about the ingredients. You need to use a piece of chicken head rice from Fengmen Nantang. The chicken head rice in this area is waxier and more elastic. When selecting, you should also pay attention to the color, shape, Size and even the shell have to be taken into consideration.

The most important thing is that this dish is actually a seasonal dish. At least in Huangji Restaurant, it is a seasonal dish and is only available around the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Jiang Qi and the others are really here.

Drinking the sweet chicken head rice soup and letting out a loud burp, Jiang Qi felt that the joy of life was nothing more than this.

A feast ended with sweet soup. Jiang Qi looked at the small, round chicken head rice in the bowl and felt that they were the most perfect ending to today's meal.

It would be great if Master Huang could cook every day. He would definitely come to Huang Kee Restaurant to eat every day.

I ate directly before the Autumn Exhibition and didn’t go anywhere else.

"Jiang Cha, you still know how to order!" Jiang Qi praised heartily.

As he only loves sweet and sour dishes, he naturally likes sweet soup. The chicken head rice soup is sweet but not greasy. It is not as sweet as the sugar water desserts he usually eats outside. After eating a bowl in one sitting, he will just feel unsatisfied.

Not that sweet, the highest praise for desserts!

Jiang Cha also held a small bowl, scooped up the chicken head rice soup and tasted it carefully: "It's just a coincidence."

As he spoke, Jiang Cha also recited a poem: "A pond of cattails and a pond of lotus flowers, the water chestnut leaves and water chestnuts are all over the rice fields. It is the eighth month of autumn in the south of the Yangtze River, and the rice of chicken heads is as round as the pearls of clams."

"Wow, sister Jiang Cha, you are so knowledgeable. You can actually write poems on the spot." Wang Erya looked at Jiang Cha with admiration.

Jiang Cha said calmly: "I didn't write it, I just found it on the Internet."

Everyone:...

Jiang Qi came to his senses a little. Jiang Cha was not so bored that he looked up poems about chicken head rice on the Internet before the meal. In all likelihood, he came across this poem while searching for chicken head rice soup.

"You didn't know this dish before?" Jiang Qi asked.

"I don't know. Aren't you responsible for the food guide? I'm only responsible for the attraction guide." Jiang Chadao.

"Then why do you suddenly want chicken head rice soup?"

"Because Master Huang said so." Jiang Cha wiped his mouth, "While browsing the menu, he said in a somewhat disappointed tone: Why didn't this table of guests order chicken head rice soup? Chicken head rice is the most popular food in this season. OK."

"Master Huang said so, of course I will order two portions for him."

Jiang Cha had the smile of a caring customer on his face.

"Hiccup." Jiang Qi burped, put the last bite of the bowl into his mouth, put the bowl down and prepared to end the battle.

Seeing that everyone seemed to have almost eaten, Wang Xinghua began to clear the plates conscientiously.

"It would be great if Master Huang could come to the back kitchen to cook in the past few days." Jiang Qi pursed his lips, "I guess it will be difficult to taste his craftsmanship in the future."

Jiang Cha nodded in agreement: "It's quite difficult."

"He seems to have developed a back problem again after cooking too much today. It will be difficult for him to cook again if he doesn't recover for a few months."

Jiang Qi:......

Old John immediately picked up the bowl and scooped out a bowl of chicken head rice soup for himself. Huang Fugui followed closely behind and thoughtfully expressed to Principal Peggy next to him: "Principal Peggy, why don't you hurry up and eat more?" There won’t be a shop like this in this village.”

Peggy had already put down her bowls and chopsticks, but Huang Fugui's words made sense. She couldn't eat enough anyway.

Principal Peggy decisively picked up the chopsticks and continued eating.

Wang Xinghua, who is working hard to scan the market:?

Didn’t you always default to me to scan the disk?

Is there anyone taking this job from me?

Wang Xinghua decisively increased her eating speed and could not let this glorious career be taken away.

Wang Erya didn't know why. She was actually very full, but when she saw everyone suddenly starting to pick up vegetables, she thought there were too many leftovers. Wang Xinghua couldn't finish them all by herself, so she quickly picked up her chopsticks and tried to eat two more bites.

It's not okay to waste food. Wang Erya was hungry for 16 years in her previous life. The biggest belief in life, besides making money for Jiang Qi to build a new amusement park, is to eat good food, eat meat every day, and not waste food.

As for boasting...

The taste of goblins is different from that of humans. Normal human delicacies taste too bland to Kua Kua, so he usually cooks them by himself.

All the villas and B\u0026Bs that Jiang Qiding stayed in during this trip had kitchens with complete seasonings, so that they could cook for themselves at night.

Teacher Zero is not in the box. He is a ghost anyway. Principal Peggy helped cast a long-lasting invisibility spell, so he can float wherever he wants.

Jiang Cha didn't expect that his words would trigger a chain reaction among everyone, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. She didn't pick up the chopsticks again, but whispered a few words to Jiang Qi. After Jiang Qi nodded in agreement, she asked the waiter for a note and pen.

The waiter was very attentive and found what Jiang Cha wanted in no time.

Now all Huangji's waiters are staring at Jiang Qi's private room. If Jiang Qiming hadn't said that he didn't want to keep waiters in the private room, two waiters would have been squeezed in.

The attentive service is fake, but wanting to see with your own eyes who eats the most food is real.

The whole Huangji spread, and there was a table of big eaters in the 666 box on the second floor. There were all old and young, and there were only 8 people in total. The dishes ordered could not even be placed on the table, and they were eaten and taken away at the same time, which made Master Huang so tired that he had a back problem.

This group of people didn't seem to be live broadcasters and didn't have live broadcast equipment. They ate every dish so cleanly that they wanted to chew all the bones. They didn't look like internet celebrities who were doing gimmicks, but they seemed to be here to eat sincerely.

This is such a big appetite!

In the kitchen, Master Huang's son was rubbing his father's waist. While doing so, he complained: "I told you not to cook, but you are doing it. Can't you just cook two big dishes? You have to cook all the dishes. Is it okay now? It’s finally getting better after a few months of raising it, but I think you have to go back and raise it for a few more months!”

"Try harder." Master Huang commanded while arguing, "It was an accident. It's not the first time my waist has been like this? How can I still understand myself? Go back and lie down for a few days and put on some plasters. It will be the same in a few days. Cook.”

"Don't talk about these few dishes, it's easy to cook a full banquet!"

Master Huang's son was so angry that he laughed: "Can you cook a Manchu-Hanbanquet? Don't you know Subang cuisine? Do you know Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine and Cantonese cuisine? Chicken and bean curd, boiled cabbage, Dinghu Shang vegetarian, Youbao If you want to eat such delicious dishes as double-crispy and clear soup, do you have to go to another restaurant to eat them?"

Master Huang muttered: "I only spend money to eat, and I don't feel ashamed."

Apprentices in a kitchen:...

The eldest apprentice pulled the two brothers who seemed to be the youngest to the corner and whispered: "Dong Shi, Dong Li, when you take care of the master these two days, remember to keep an eye on him, and don't let him get the pot." Shovel, let alone touch it."

The two brothers nodded together and said in unison: "Don't worry, senior brother, we will do it!"

The second apprentice poured Master Huang a cup of hot tea, and there was still some hot tea in his mouth. Master Huang calmed down and stopped talking about it. My waist is just a small problem. I will definitely return to the kitchen next year. Huang Ji Restaurant still has to rely on me. , You little bastards can't hold it up at all.

"Master, my cousin told me that he bought some good black tea abroad some time ago. I asked him for two boxes. They are still on the way. When the black tea arrives, I will send it to you."

Master Huang waved his hand: "I don't like to drink that foreign stuff, just drink some domestic stuff. Don't waste your money. If I retire after the boss is old enough, I don't know if I can continue to open this restaurant. I can save more wives." Ben, when the restaurant collapses, we won’t be without food.”

Master Huang's son said with a smile: "Dad, do you really not believe in my business ability?"

Master Huang couldn't hold it back and rolled his eyes.

"I don't believe it's you!"

"How long have I been gone? Four months? When I was in charge, when was Huang Ji not full of customers? When was the kitchen not in full swing? Look at it now, what time is it? Do you have an order?"

When Master Huang said this, everyone in the kitchen, including the fish-stealing water table and the chef who specialized in cutting meat, lowered their heads in guilt.

"If you ask me, you are not as good as Zheng Siyuan. Although that kid is as smart as a reincarnated monk and has not been able to find a girlfriend for so many years. But at least he has learned his father's craftsmanship. According to him, If the momentum continues, it will be better than the others in less than 10 years. What about you? What have you learned?"

"Did you learn my craftsmanship or my business skills? You just learned my ability to find a wife!"

Master Huang’s son:…

"You can't make money like Master Zheng. Master Zheng makes tens of millions a year, and the New Year red envelopes are tens of thousands." Master Huang's son murmured in a low voice.

Master Huang:......

Treason!

Master Huang felt that if it wasn't for his bad waist, he would have picked up the rolling pin on the white countertop in the distance and showed this group of apprentices what it means to beat up a traitor.

Master Huang has already set his sights on the rolling pin.

The eldest apprentice and the second apprentice quickly jumped out to fight.

At this moment, the foreman poked his head in from the door, holding a gift box in his hand: "Master Huang, the guest in Box 666 on the second floor has left a gift for you."

"A gift?" Master Huang instantly forgot about the rolling pin and focused all his attention on the small box in the foreman's hand.

It is not uncommon for guests to give gifts to chefs in famous restaurants. The relationship between the restaurant and the diners must be maintained. It is common for each other to send gifts during festivals or other matters. Master Huang is also a well-known celebrity chef in Suzhou and often receives gifts from gourmets.

"It seems that the guests at this table today are very discerning. Didn't you just say that they have foreign accents? Foreigners can immediately tell that today's dishes are made by me, and they are of a high standard!" Master Huang said with joy, a smile on his face You can tell from his expression that he is so beautiful now.

"I am indeed a young man with a precious sword!"

Everyone in the kitchen:...

The foreman handed the gift to Master Huang. Master Huang did not shy away and opened the gift box directly in front of everyone.

Inside is a small jar of tea leaves with a note on the tea leaves.

On the paper are beautiful but powerful words:

A can of good tea is disrespectful.

No signature.

Master Huang has also received this kind of unsigned small gift, so he was not surprised. He unscrewed the lid and smelled the tea leaves.

"Good tea." Master Huang praised.

The second apprentice was very discerning and quickly took the tea can: "Master, let me help you see if there is anything wrong with this tea can. If there is no problem, I will make a pot for you now."

Master Huang smiled and nodded.

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On the other side, Jiang Qi and his group were on their way back to the villa in a car.

"Why did you think of giving tea to Master Huang?" Jiang Qi looked at Jiang Cha and asked curiously.

It's not that he couldn't bear to part with the small jar of tea leaves. These tea leaves were made by Jiang Cha using his own hair. Each jar was the culprit of making Jiang Cha wear a wig. Jiang Qi only drinks it now and then, and the amount is not large, but Jiang Qi still makes tea regularly and has saved a lot.

Your hair will grow every day, so it won’t be a waste if you don’t make tea.

This is Jiang Cha's thing, and she can give it to whomever she wants. Jiang Qi theoretically has no right to interfere, he is just curious.

Jiang Cha glanced at the taxi driver in the driver's seat and lowered his voice: "Master Huang has a bad back, and he had a recurrence of it today because he was cooking for us. Although I don't know much about human diseases, but listening to his son's tone , it is difficult to recover without a few months of cultivation.”

"My tea leaves contain weak spiritual energy. It cannot cure all diseases, nor can it cure Master Huang's waist disease, but it can have some effects on strengthening his body and make him feel better and recover faster."

"I will send him another can next year. Two cans of tea should allow him to cook occasionally. Next time we come to Suzhou, our friendship with tea should allow Master Huang to personally cook a sumptuous table for us. dishes.”

Jiang Qi's eyes lit up instantly.

Usually in the amusement park, everything is about the amusement park and I failed to experience the power of Abacus. Now that we are out of the amusement park, there are more matters involved, and the level of calculation masters of Principal Peggy and Jiang Cha is immediately highlighted.

They are all masters.

"Jiang Cha!"

Jiang Qi held Jiang Cha's hand affectionately: "What would our amusement park do without you?"

Jiang Cha: Oh, boss.

I don’t even want to change my words.

Jiang Cha thought about tomorrow's itinerary: "Tomorrow is going to the garden, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Wang Xinghua, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around excitedly, "I have long heard that the gardens in Jiangnan are beautiful. It was also my mistake. If I had known, I would have asked my boss to give me an extra week of approval when I went on a trip last time. I’m going to take a vacation, double the amount of money, and come to the garden here in Suzhou to learn from it. Maybe the design of the theater will be better.”

"I have also admired him for a long time." Huang Fugui nodded.

He is an ancient man and is more interested in gardens than a modern ghost like Wang Xinghua. After all, he is just a squire in Taiping Town. It would be nice to have a house. He wants a garden...

It’s still faster to dream.

Jiang Qi and Jiang Cha's chat in the back seat was slightly blurred by Jiang Cha's magic. The driver in the driver's seat couldn't hear clearly, but he could hear Wang Xinghua and Huang Fugui's words clearly.

The uncle driver said with great interest: "You are in the right place to see the gardens. Our garden scenery in Suzhou is absolutely incredible. Have you made an appointment for the museum? The museum is also worth seeing. You must make an appointment one day in advance."

"I've made an appointment." Jiang Qi said, "I must go to the museum."

They are a study and inspection team. Going to the amusement park is an inspection, and going to a museum is also an inspection.

The foundation for the art gallery in the amusement park is still being laid.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qi hiccupped involuntarily and sighed in his heart.

Alas, it was such a hard study and inspection.

Look how wide the scope of study is!