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Authentic UAE-style fried rice, unique taste, with a lot of spices, in general, Chinese people are not used to eating. The fastest update

It is because of this that many restaurants either directly discard those unfamiliar spices or add one or two for local flavors, so Slyka will not be used to it.

This feels like the Sichuanese have eaten fake hot pots, and Hunan people have a bad taste of shrimps.

Therefore, Slyka’s mood is not so good these days, which is why he can satisfy him.

Fortunately, Yuanzhou is very fast, even if it is cooked properly for a while, it will soon be done.

"The three meals are coming." Zhou Jia is skilled at the meal.

"Thank you." The three almost thanked at the same time.

"Please use it slowly." Zhou Jia politely finished, he went to the next meal.

"Oh, there is no smell at all." Slika frowned a little disappointed.

"The manager is not in a hurry to disappoint, you will understand when you eat." Ma Zhida smiled and said.

"Yes, you can taste it, maybe there are surprises." The minister is now riding a tiger because she found that the meal really has no fragrance.

It’s just that it’s not so authentic, it’s also a bit of spice, but there’s nothing here that can explain why, but now it’s not a time to vent your anger.

"Well, it looks pretty good." Slika shrugged, and she was completely hopeless.

The rice in front of it was packed in a special black lithium porcelain pot, brown long rice, clear grain, and the center of the rice was also dotted with some raisins, sesame seeds and peanuts.

"Then try it soon." Ma Zhida said directly this time.

"Okay, okay, I will." Slika nodded, then picked up the spoon and prepared to eat.

Pick up the rice in a spoon, don't look at it, feed it directly into your mouth.

"Well?" Slika raised his eyebrows in surprise.

As soon as the rice enters the mouth, it has a strong smell of spices that goes straight into the throat. This is the familiar UAE taste of Slika.

And then the rice is soft and chewy, it feels a little gelatinous.

A feeling of a little bit of pungency and spicyness permeates in the mouth, and then the scent that rice can't ignore, makes this spicy feeling more distinct.

"咔咔" two times, Slika crushed the peanuts, the unique aroma of the peanuts rushed out, followed by the sweet and sour taste of the raisins.

This raisin is absolutely the best, tastes soft and tender, even with a hint of grape juice, but also has the unique gelatinous texture of raisins.

"It's too delicious!" Slika swallowed a fried rice, and immediately his eyes lit up and said loudly.

“How can there be such an authentic hand-pick in China?!”

"This chef must have stayed in the Middle East, or in the Middle East!" Slica's judgment.

"Yuan Boss is a Chinese person. As for not going to the Middle East, I don't know." Ma Zhida explained.

Slica is incredible: "How could it be, this authentic taste."

"Slika manager, you are satisfied." Ma Zhida's smile on his face is proud and proud.

"Oh, of course, I am so satisfied, this taste is so wonderful, it is better than most Middle Eastern chefs." Slika said sincerely.

"I said that the introduction of the pony is still good." The Minister is particularly grateful for the firmness.

This is the first time Slika has a satisfying smile.

"Don't say it, don't say it, it won't be delicious if it's cold." Slica didn't talk at all, and bowed his head and started eating.

"We also eat the minister." Ma Zhida said to the beauty minister.

"Of course, maybe this is also delicious." The minister said with a smile on his face in front of the food in front of him.

"Of course it is delicious." Ma Zhida nodded affirmatively.

"Hey, don't talk, eat." Slyka looked up and dissatisfied and looked at the two of the chat.

"Okay, okay." The minister immediately smiled and responded.

Seeing that both of them were eating, Slika nodded with satisfaction and continued to enjoy his own food.

"There is no scent on the end, but now it tastes so good. It's amazing." Slika ate, and his mouth was still not idle, very emotionally said.

Then it was "Ah 呜" to eat a big fried rice.

While chewing, Slika enjoys the fried rice and releases various taste stimuli in his mouth.

"It's so delicious." Slica said.

Yuanzhou's fried rice has always been enough for an adult man to eat eight full, and when people eat delicious food, they will feel less food in front of them.

It was Slyka who felt that she had just finished eating it.

Looking at the empty black pot bottom, Slika was still a bit aggressive.

“Is it finished so soon?” Slyka said incredulously.

"Yes, Mr. Slika." Ma Zhida nodded very seriously.

My heart is in the abdomen, "Hey, let your foreigners also see the craftsmanship and rules of Yuan Bo."

"Miss, come back with this fried rice." Slyka finished, and said directly to Zhou Jia, who was on the side.

"Sir, I am sorry, the rules in the store, each person can only order a meal at a time." Zhou Jia came forward and carefully explained.

"hat?" Slyka felt that his Chinese was not good and didn't understand at all.

"That is to say, the things you just ate can't be ordered anymore." Zhou Jia explained straightforwardly.

"Hey, I don't understand, I need fresh fried rice, delicious fried rice." Slika pointed to the empty bowl in front of him and said seriously.

In order to eat, food can be done beyond people's imagination, not to mention that Slica has not eaten a meal for a few days, it is rare to have such a flavor, even more than the domestic Michelin Samsung's delicious in front, how could not excitement.

What's more, this kind of craftsmanship needs to be queued for an hour to eat, and Slika does not jump up and is well-conserved.

So pretending to not understand anything, it is simply too easy.

"Mr. Ma, let me explain." Zhou Jia smiled and looked at Ma Zhida.

"Okay." Ma Zhida shrugged and was preparing to speak. The minister on the side spoke up.

"Little girl, is that your boss right? Trouble you ask him to come over," the minister said to Zhou Jia.

"Yes, that is the boss of Yuan, but the rules are the rules, the boss will not agree." Zhou Jia nodded, and then firmly said.

"That's not necessarily, ten times the price will come again." The minister smiled particularly nicely.

"This lady, the last time someone had a hundred times the price, the results have not changed, after all, Yuan Boss's nickname is a compass." Zhou Jia smiled his teeth.

"The compass is the kind of person who can't be wrong in a centimeter." Zhou Jia continued.

"Minister, don't be so troublesome, I have an idea." Ma Zhida immediately interrupted the buzz of the beauty minister's forthcoming export.

Yes, the beauty minister is going to call Yuanzhou directly. After all, Slyka is on tour on behalf of the head office. It cannot be said that eating fried rice is not satisfactory.

"Oh, if you have an idea, hurry up and say." Slica looked at Ma Zhida eagerly.

"It's actually very simple." Ma Zhida was sure to smile, then looked at Zhou Jia.

"I and this beautiful woman, one person has to be a vegetarian."

Ps: I have been guilty of sin, and it’s so late today, I’m sorry... (to be continued.)