Chapter 990 - Missing (1/2)
Shortly after, the dishes Ma Zhida ordered to celebrate his half-year bonus arrived.
He ate very slowly. Bit by bit, he ate seriously, fully enjoying the food.
“Mmmm, delicious, too delicious. Worthy of being my favorite food,” exclaimed Ma Zhida while he ate.
These dishes were something he ordered after half a year of hard work. Of course, Ma Zhida would feel like they were even tastier than usual.
Ma Zhida greatly enjoyed his meal even though he was eating so slowly. He finished everything.
Each time Ma Zhida ordered a new dish, he would also order one of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine rice to go with it. This time was no exception. However, he had an odd request.
He told Zhou Jia he did not want the rice to be served with either the Taro Chicken or the Beer Braised Duck.
This was an odd yet simple request. Thus, Zhou Jia nodded in agreement. After the time she spent working at Yuan Zhou’s restaurant, she was already able to make her own decisions for many things and no longer needed to bother Yuan Zhou with everything.
Taro Chicken was a dish where two theories were being argued intensively. One theory argued that the chicken was the important part of the dish while the other argued that the taro was the important part.
Many people said that they only ordered Taro Chicken for the soft and sticky taro. The rest argued that the chicken was the core while the taro was only there to improve the flavor.
Each side seemed to have their merits. As for Yuan Zhou’s Taro Chicken, he took a fair approach against the taro and the chicken. One could claim that the taro had helped improve the chicken’s taste, yet at the same time, one could also claim the chicken’s flavor had seeped into the taro. And because of that, the argument between the two sides became even more intense.
That was because both the taro and chicken made by Yuan Zhou were extremely delicious.
Naturally, there were also heretics, such as those claiming that the sauce mattered more instead, and these people would only order Taro Chicken so they could mix the sauce with the rice.
Ma Zhida was one of the heretics. He poured all the sauce of the Taro Chicken into the rice. The sauce was very thick and starchy after being cooked with the taro. When mixed with rice, the rice became extremely aromatic.
Ma Zhida’s eyes seemed to be burning when he mixed the two. The reddish-brown sauce was now blended with the rice, giving the rice a glossy look. At the same time, an amazing aroma emitted out of it, stimulating one’s appetite.
“Aummm.” Ma Zhida stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth. The 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine made by Yuan Zhou were extremely chewy, and after mixing with the aroma of the Taro Chicken, the rice became so delicious he even felt like he shouldn’t chew on it.
Ma Zhida alternated between a mouthful of rice and a mouthful of the dish, his expression one of bliss.
This evening, many customers ordered new dishes. During the latter half of dinner time, even Zhang Yan arrived. More importantly, he was in the middle of a meeting and had to cut the meeting short just to come.
“President, look at the number of people waiting in line. I don’t think we’ll get to eat anything today,” said the assistant.
“Yeah, that seems to be the case,” Zhang Yan sighed when he saw the long line.
“I have always appreciated restaurants with rules. Everyone needs to follow the rules as before a delicacy, everyone is equal,” said Zhang Yan suddenly. “But when it is my turn to follow the rules today, I only have one thing to say…”
Zhang Yan stopped abruptly and turned to leave.
Not finishing one’s words was an extremely annoying habit. Thus, when they reached the intersection, the assistant couldn’t hold himself and asked.
Zhang Yan shook his head, indicating that he did not want to talk about it. He had a sad look on his face.