Chapter 673 Braised Shark Fin
Rarely, Jiang Feng's first reaction after leaving his memory was not to click on the properties panel to view the recipes, but to look around to see if anyone noticed anything strange about him.
No one was paying attention to Jiang Feng. A new customer came to the store and was paying at the cashier. Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He opened the can of Coke and took a sip of the room-temperature Coke filled with carbon dioxide. He pretended to be careless and silently opened the properties panel to check out the newly obtained recipes.
【Egg Noodles Grade C】
Producer: Cao Guixiang
Recipe details: This is a common home-cooked noodle dish. The ingredients are simple and even a bit crude. It is a little too salty because of the extra soy sauce poured on it after serving. This is the biggest shortcoming of this bowl of noodles, and it is also the best advantage. It is this saltiness that corresponds to the bitterness in the eater's heart, making this bowl of noodles the most unforgettable egg noodles in his life, and the bitter and salty tears on the surface are like the tears of the times. Within 30 seconds after eating, diners will shed a bitter and salty tear, and there is a high chance that they will think of the person they miss most in that scene depending on the situation.
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Jiang Feng:...
Unexpectedly, he thought Zhang Chu said the noodles were salty as an excuse, but he didn't expect that the noodles were really salty.
Jiang Feng closed the attribute panel and stood up to return to Yonghe Residence to wait for the feast. As soon as he left his seat, he reacted and exclaimed.
"Damn it, I can do this!"
There are no friendly reminders in the new egg noodles recipe this time.
Although it was C-level egg noodles, it was enough to make Jiang Feng ecstatic. What does this mean? It means that he can already make C-level pastries! You must know that during this period of time, he has never practiced for a single time and kept improving his proficiency. This can improve him. He is indeed the man selected by the game.
Rounding it all off, his pastry level is equivalent to Xia Xia's!
Jiang Feng left the convenience store happily, completely ignoring that the egg noodles he saw in his memory were not hand-cut noodles at all, but the most homemade hand-cut noodles, and left without taking any Coke.
After paying the bill, the clerk who continued to sit and play on his mobile phone looked at Jiang Feng's leaving figure and shook his head helplessly, thinking that he had gone crazy again.
None of these office workers know what's wrong with them, and they always like to go to their convenience stores to vent their stress. Just as the previous person holding the drink bottle left, another person came to the table that I had never seen before, but I didn't know what the next one was doing.
The clerk came out from behind the cash register and took away the can of Coke that Jiang Feng had only taken a sip from.
On the other side, Jiang Feng returned to Yongheju happily. Lu Sheng and others had already moved from the window seats on the second floor to the private room. When Jiang Feng entered, six appetizers had been served. Jiang Feng saw spiced fish and braised duck liver at a glance.
Of course there is wine as well as food. There are only six people eating this meal, so there are only six sets of bowls, chopsticks and six glasses of wine on the table. The food that goes with the wine is hot, and so is the wine. As a cook, Jiang Feng can tell that the shallow layer of wine in the wine glass is rice wine, but he doesn't understand the specifics.
No one touched the wine, and no one touched the dishes. Zhang Zhiyun was staring eagerly at the spiced fish in front of him. Based on the appearance and fragrance of this dish, Jiang Feng felt that Zhang Zhiyun's staring method was very restrained, but it was also a bit embarrassing.
Your grandma is Cao Guixiang. How can you be so worthless and drool while staring at a plate of spiced fish? Just...
Okay, it smells so good.
Jiang Feng sat next to Zhang Zhiyun, drooling at a plate of spiced fish with him.
"My grandma always cooked spiced fish for me when I was a child." Zhang Zhiyun whispered, wishing he could eat the spiced fish with his eyes.
"Is it delicious?" Jiang Feng asked, staring at the spiced fish.
“Delicious.”
Nurturing conversation.
Peng Changping did not serve, and no one moved their chopsticks.
"That's right." Jiang Feng still remembered that Cao Guixiang, whom he had just seen in his memory, mentioned that he was going to Shunhe Building to refund the deposit. He could probably guess that the reason why Zhang Chu would never forget Shunhe Building was that he had originally made an appointment with Cao Guixiang. The only restaurant where wedding banquets are held is Shunhe Building.
But it doesn’t seem to be completely right, because he clearly thought about the game but never prompted that [Zhang Chu’s Thoughts] was partially completed.
"Do you have any wedding photos of your grandparents at home? Isn't it very popular during this period for old men and women to take photos of their weddings? My grandma has been talking about wanting to follow the trend and take wedding photos some time ago," Jiang Feng said.
"No." Zhang Zhiyun said, "My grandparents got married in the village because they had no money and didn't even have a banquet. How could there be wedding photos?"
Speaking of this, Zhang Zhiyun looked depressed: "My dad always told me that our family came from the countryside. He had a hard time when he was a child. He had to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads to go to school every day and could barely eat two meals a year. For a meal, braised pork can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year.”
"The most important thing is that I still believed it. It wasn't until high school that I found out that my dad was telling the truth!" Zhang Zhiyun looked sad and angry.
Jiang Feng:...
Yes, I certify that your father had good food when he was a child, and there were two-color prawns and large black ginseng to eat.
Jiang Feng and Zhang Zhiyun stared at the spiced fish with big eyes and small eyes for almost three or four minutes. Then the door of the box was pushed open, and Peng Changping walked in from the outside with a smile, holding a plate in his hand. Tears can't help but leave the braised shark's fin from the corners of my mouth.
Jiang Feng's first impression was that the dish was large, or to be precise, it should be a basin, a large basin of braised shark's fin, half a basin of shark's fin and half a basin of chicken soup. Under the water of chicken soup, the shark's fin turned golden yellow and shone under the light. The whole and soft shark fins are scattered in the basin, spread out like smooth hair. If you look carefully at the basin like Jiang Feng and Zhang Zhiyun, you can still find the small scallops hidden in the golden color. grain.
To sum it up in four words, it’s luxurious and delicious.
Peng Changping placed the braised shark's fin in the center of the dining table and said with a smile: "You didn't use your chopsticks. These dishes are hot dishes and they need to be hot to taste. Fortunately, I came early. If I had the braised shark's fin, If we wait any longer, the hot dishes on the table will become cold dishes.”
"Master Peng, how can we dare to eat before you are seated?" Xu Cheng said with a smile, "Today you are the master, there is no reason for the master to finish the meal before the guests are served."
"I was negligent." Peng Changping sat down next to Zhang Chu, facing Jiang Feng.
"I haven't seen you for many years, and I don't even recognize you." Peng Changping said, "They say time is fair, and I have experienced it today. I didn't expect that even you would turn into a bad old man like me."
Zhang Chu didn't speak, looking a little nervous and reserved.
"Use your chopsticks quickly. This braised shark's fin is not like a side dish. This dish is fresh and hot right after it is served. The taste will change later." Peng Changping took the lead in picking up the spoon and poured half of it into the bowl. A bowl of chicken soup, but no shark fin at all.
With Peng Changping setting an example, everyone is no longer reserved. Use chopsticks when it's time to use chopsticks, use a spoon when it's time to use a spoon, one bowl per person. Even Xu Cheng, who had been saying that his body was not as good as before as he got older, needed to avoid eating more, exercise more, eat less meat and pay attention to his diet, he got a bowl full of shark fins for himself, opened his mouth wide and took small bites, which was rough but exquisite.
The box fell silent instantly, with only the sound of swallowing in the air.
The aroma of braised shark's fin.
What kind of fragrance is this.
When the braised shark's fin was first brought in, Jiang Feng thought it was luxurious, expensive, and had a very delicious aroma as soon as he smelled it. The golden chicken soup, which is cooked with hens, scallops, ham, Shaoxing wine and shark's fin, is full of the aroma of money just by looking at the ingredients. Coupled with Peng Changping's cooking skills, anyone with normal taste and judgment can enjoy it. I'm sure this will be a delicious dish.
When the braised shark's fin was eaten, Jiang Feng realized that using the words expensive and luxurious to describe this dish was too superficial.
This is a dish that is engraved in human memory.
A dish that even if one day he is too old to recognize people and forget things, he can still remember this taste and fragrance.
"It's... so delicious." Zhang Zhiyun, who was the first to finish a whole bowl of braised shark's fin, let out a sincere and uncultured sigh.
"As long as it's delicious." Peng Changping looked at Zhang Zhiyun and asked with a smile, "Your grandma used to like this dish when she was a child. At that time, as long as a customer ordered this dish, she would hurry up and finish the work. , and then guard the shark fin in the pot, so that she can eat the remaining soup residue when the shark fin is plated and taken out.”
"The best Luzon yellow should be used for the braised shark's fin at the Yan's Wing Mat. It should be soaked seven days in advance to make it thoroughly cooked. When there was no pressure cooker, the shark's fin had to be simmered for six or seven hours. Now it doesn't need to be so troublesome. It’s a lot more convenient.” Peng Changping said.
Zhang Zhiyun nodded in understanding.
"There are also some braised shark's fins. If any of you still want to eat, please eat some more. Remember to rinse your mouth with water after eating. I will go to the kitchen to check out the agar-agar soup. It should be on the table soon." Peng Changping said. He got up and went out.
In the basin on the table, there is yellow and orange chicken soup and a few slender shark fins floating in the chicken soup that really look like vermicelli look a bit like leftovers.
Everyone is fighting for the scraps.
Zhang Zhiyun was a little ready to make a move.
After eating in the university cafeteria for several years, he felt like he was dreaming back to his childhood when eating such a feast.
"There are eight more dishes to come." Jiang Feng reminded in a low voice.
Zhang Zhiyun instantly retracted his hand that was about to move and glanced at Jiang Feng gratefully.
Then Jiang Feng stood up and held the bowl.
"Boss Lu, Grandpa Zhang, Mr. Xu, let's finish the portion one by one. The braised shark's fin must be eaten while it's hot," Jiang Feng said.
Lu Sheng, Zhang Chu and Xu Cheng all waved their hands and refused. They had long passed the age where they could eat and drink unscrupulously. A full bowl of braised shark's fin was already considered quite wanton.
Jiang Feng scooped up the rest into the golden bowl. It was only half a bowl, not much.
"I have a big appetite, so I can eat it." Jiang Feng explained and started to drink the soup happily.
The soup is the essence, the real deliciousness is locked in the soup.
Zhang Zhiyun:? ? ? (End of chapter)