Chapter 1608 (1/2)

”Don't let me down, but I heard that boss yuan has never let people down in cooking.” Huang Fei thought about the highest evaluation he had heard about Yuanzhou's cooking in the past three years.

Of course, Huang Fei also tasted this bowl of soybean milk according to the highest requirements.

Soybean milk will only be brought to the tip of his nose. Huang Fei feels a touch of coolness. Although the temperature in the store is appropriate, as an adult man in his prime of life, he is still afraid of heat.

After all, after standing in line outside for so long, he still sweated a little, but the faint coolness lingered on the tip of his nose, which made Huang Fei feel a little cool.

Because it's ice soymilk, even if the soymilk tastes very light in front of you, it's better to smell the steaming fried dough sticks on the side.

But Huang Fei didn't take care of it and just fed it into his mouth. In a moment, the cool feeling of drinking a bowl of sour plum soup in dry and hot weather spread from his mouth to his throat.

Then, when it reached the throat, the soybean milk became warm, and an extremely strong bean flavor suddenly burst from the throat to the whole mouth.

”Well.” Huang Fei couldn't help closing his mouth. The aroma rushed into the tip of his nose. With the mellow and smooth taste and the cold taste, several flavors emerged in his mind, which made people sigh.

”Good to drink.” Huang Fei couldn't help swallowing soybean milk.

Then Huang Fei didn't care to taste it carefully, just wanted to taste the taste of soybean milk again, and couldn't wait to take another big drink.

Huang Fei tasted the soymilk more slowly and tasted more flavor this time. As soon as the soymilk was tasted, it had a cool taste, followed by a thick and smooth texture, and then a slight aroma of soybeans slowly rose in the mouth, and then swallowed it down to the throat. The temperature was higher there, making the soymilk warm, and the smell of soybeans with natural and fresh flavor began to explode from there.

Huang Fei habitually closed his mouth and kept the fragrance in his mouth, but the seven orifices were connected, and the fragrance rushed into the tip of his nose, making people have a more intuitive feeling of the fragrance.

”The fragrance is thick and smooth, but it doesn't leak because of the ice, until it breaks out at the throat. It's amazing.” Huang Fei's evaluation attracted Wang Qiang on the side.

”Oh? Ice is so delicious?” Wang Qiang sipped the hot soybean milk with appropriate temperature and asked curiously.

”It's very delicious. I've been listening to it for three years.” Huang Fei praised without stinginess.

For three years, Yuan Zhou has been ”the child of others” for Huang Fei. It is conceivable that he has conquered Huang Fei's taste buds.

”That's right. You can also taste the hot soybean milk. The taste is really beautiful to your heart.” Wang Qiang hurriedly promoted.

”When I finish drinking ice, I'll drink hot.” Huang Feidao.

”What about fried dough sticks? Don't dip in soybean milk?” Wang Qiang was older after all, and asked, pointing to the golden fried dough sticks.

”Wait for me, I'll have another drink, the last.” Wang Qiang looked at the golden fried dough sticks and then at the ice soybean milk he had just drunk. He struggled. Finally, the idea of more ways to eat prevailed and nodded.

”I'll dip the fried dough sticks.” Wang Qiang restrained himself and sipped soybean milk again, then directly reached out and picked up the fried dough sticks.

The breakfast of soybean milk and fried dough sticks in Yuanzhou is a set meal. One bowl of soybean milk and two fried dough sticks. Yes, there are two fried dough sticks, which were sold outside when I was a child.

Chopsticks are seven centimeters long and seven centimeters wide. They can still be divided into two heels from the middle. The golden fried dough sticks in your hand look crisp and crisp. You can hear the sound of chucking when you pinch them a little.

”Click” Wang Qiang directly broke the fried dough sticks into two sections with his hand. The crisp fried dough sticks were instantly disconnected, revealing the fluffy inside.

The inside of the dough sticks is hollow, the white dough is fried into honeycomb eyes, and an oil smell mixed with wheat flavor and flour flavor goes straight to the tip of Wang Qiang's nose from the disconnected place.

”Ouch, it smells delicious. It smells like eating when I was a child.” Wang Qiang stared in surprise and couldn't wait to bite directly.

”Chum.” The outer layer makes a crisp sound and breaks directly, followed by the extremely soft honeycomb shaped white dough inside.

Because the outside is in direct contact with the hot oil with high temperature, it tastes full of oil flavor and scorched aroma, while the inside is not. It tastes with a natural smell of wheat. The taste is extremely wonderful when the two are mixed.

”It's delicious, soft and crisp. It's more delicious than the fried dough sticks I remembered when I was a child.” Wang Qiang finished half of the fried dough sticks in a short time.

When he habitually took a handkerchief to wipe his hands, Wang Qiang stopped.