Gourmet Food Supplier

This is half an hour, Zhuang Xinyi finally picked up his mood, Wuzhou also relieved, thinking about tentatively asked:

"It’s really a meal to eat the money. We opened a shop near our company. The food is very delicious. It is more expensive. Would you like to eat it at noon?"

"Okay, go at noon." Zhuang Xinyi should be down, she would like to see what the restaurant's meals let her boyfriend, so forget.

"No problem, I will definitely like it." Wuzhou touched his girlfriend's head and said with a smile.

The atmosphere in Wuzhou is that the whole room is full of pink bubbles, and Yuanzhou is much more serious here.

Things have to start from the morning, Yuanzhou feels that sleep has decreased recently.

I have to get up at 6:30 every morning, and I fell into a face. This is really difficult for a guy who has never got up early since he graduated from high school. It used to go to work at 10:00 in the morning. More.

Yuanzhou thought about Saturday, where the basics of work went to rest, and slept asleep. If there was no accident, Yuanzhou would sleep until 10:30, but the accident happened.

"How did the young master still haven't opened the store?" The old man has long been a loyal customer since he was conquered by the fried rice and Xiaolongbao. However, he usually came over after three or five, but he still had to hold the home of his family.

Of course, I came with my wife.

"Old man, the little master will not open again today?" A silver hair, an amiable old woman asked on the side of the old man.

"It shouldn't be, Yuan Bo has shut it down once." Wu Hai stepped over and said lazily.

"It's all half past eight, it's time to open." The old man looked at his watch.

"Hey, I am hungry. The little dumplings made by this little master are too delicious, just too little." The old lady smiled.

In the diligent Yuanzhou and the hard-working grandfather, the old woman still ate the Xiaolongbao.

In the morning, the old lady who was brought to the rescue by the old man was still somewhat expecting. The main reason was that the last egg fried rice set was too delicious. Even if he had made a meal for his whole life, he had to say convinced, I am afraid. I can't keep up with this craft for ten generations.

The old man is familiar with the order.

"The little master has two small dumplings and vinegar."

The small dumplings that were prepared in advance were naturally fast, and the old lady knew the charm of Xiaolongbao very quickly.

With the hot steamed dumplings, the scent of the hot air is fascinating.

The finest meat, plus the slightly spicy ginger, the faint sweetness of the flour, makes people appetite.

The crystal-clear dough is wrapped in a full soup, and the meat is so solidly wrapped in pink.

The green, small and cute cage, light and transparent to the skin, the clear soup and meat stuffing, plus the scent of the index finger, this is a very exciting food picture.

The old woman picked up the brown chopsticks and poked the fragile skin. She found that she was very tough and didn't hesitate to pick it up. The action was exactly the same as that of the old man.

"sucking"

The full soup flows into the mouth with the action of the old woman, and the fresh and natural fragrance that belongs to the original taste of the food is contained in it and blends into a wonderful taste.

"How are you waiting, Yuan Bo has not opened the door yet?"

A frequent visitor suddenly interrupted and interrupted the old lady's thoughts.

Just thinking about it, the reality is hungry, the stomach is screaming, and the old woman is swallowing when she is so old.

"No, I am dying to death."

There were many people gathered outside the store, and one of them opened the door.

"Who has Yuan Boss phone? Call it and ask?" A seemingly reliable idea.

However, everyone sees me, I see you, only one person has reacted.

"You don't have Wuhai? You live near, do you know what's going on?" The old man asked.

"I don't know, I am so hungry..." Wuhai suddenly felt that he was stupid. He had never thought about a contact method when he lived so close.

This is an hour. Seeing that the time is already nine o'clock, there are more and more people, but the store door has not shown signs of opening.

"Forget it, I am coming at noon, I feel more and more hungry here, I have to eat some mats."

After a person said this, it seemed to have set a precedent. He continued to walk more than half, leaving only a dozen people. The dozens went halfway after half an hour.

There are now seven or eight left, and Wuhai is anxiously walking around, looking at the gate from time to time, hoping to open it soon.

Wuhai, who looked up again, found that the window on the second floor of Yuanzhou was open.

The brain turned to Wuhai and proposed that "the window on the second floor is open, or do we shout?"

"Is it not good to disturb the little master?" In the opinion of the old man, there are tempers in the craft, but as long as the craft is really good, this is nothing.

"What is there, if there is anything about Yuan Boss, call it, let us together." The man standing on the beach of Wuhai agreed without hesitation.

"Call it..."

The rest of the young people, except the old man and the old, agreed.

"Yuan Boss, is the boss of Yuan?" A burst of shouts came from downstairs.

The sound is so big that even the fifth floor is opened for viewing.

Yuanzhou’s normal sleep was not deep, so he was awakened at once.

The first thing that was awakened by Yuanzhou was to get up and sit in bed and be in a daze.

After five minutes, the following shouts weakened. Yuanzhou lay down and went to sleep. Although he couldn’t sleep, you never want to wake up a sleeping person. Yuanzhou is now lying straight in bed. In a daze, I decided to open the door until eleven o'clock, and the sequela of getting up was to delay opening the door.

......

Time, five minutes past eleven o'clock, Yuanzhou finally opened the door.

"Yuan boss, you are at home, do you know that you are so easy to lose customers!"

As soon as the door was opened, Wuhai said with a look of resentment.

"Well, come in." Yuanzhou nodded and gestured to Wuhai to come in.

Wuhai's footsteps followed the Yuanzhou, and the whole body radiated strong grievances. Yuanzhou felt that the temperature behind him was reduced by several degrees.

"What happened to you?" Yuanzhou opened the interface of the curved table, walked inside, and looked at Wuhai.

"Hungry... a package." Wuhai looked straight at Yuanzhou, so that he could make Yuanzhou go straight to prepare fried rice.

This fried rice Yuanzhou took out an unprecedented speed, and went to the table in two minutes. Wuhai had no fried rice, and she was happy to eat fried rice, porridge and seaweed soup, chewed pickled radish, not to mention more. I am proud, just like a ghost is an illusion.

A small amount of fried rice was not enough. Wuhai ate it slowly and ate it for half an hour. At this time, Wuzhou came to the store with his girlfriend. At the door, he also met several people who left in the morning.