Chapter 722 In a Thought


"Wow!"

Looking at the greasy whole roast duck in front of him, Mikuo and Christine were so greedy that they swallowed their saliva!

If you want to choose "the most representative Chinese food".

The whole of China must fight.

Shaanxi says it is Roujiamo, with oil splashed noodles.

The Northeastern ones have to say frozen pears and meat dumplings.

Sichuan jumped up and said it was hot pot and refried pork.

The Guangdong Province has to raise his hand and say it is Hu Jianren...

But if it is for foreigners to choose, the roast duck will definitely be among the best.

The famous Nixon visited China and gave the top-level old Dingqi Singer the roast duck.

At the national banquet between China and China, there is very few roast duck dish, which is generally mainly Huaiyang cuisine.

For foreign banquets, roast duck is often served in the form of main courses, especially in the early years, during the early leadership team, aged Maotai and roast duck were essential dishes for state banquets. "These are the best pieces of chest skin, so you need to eat them with sugar." Zhang Yuan taught them little by little. "Duck meat, dip it in garlic, or there is yellow mustard that you Americans are more accustomed to."

"Ordinary duck skin with meat, with shredded green onion, noodle sauce and cucumber strips into rolls."

"If you like sour mouth, you can also add hawthorn strips."

"There are also pepper and salt duck racks, duck soup, fire-burning duck hearts, salted duck liver, and leek duck vegetables."

"There are eight ways to eat them together."

Zhang Yuan After saying this, the step-by-step buttoned out "Wow" and that is "Wow".

Christine was also stupid.

What's so complicated?

Zhang Yuan said slowly when he saw this.

"Chinese food is the world's top food system like French food. You can try it."

Mikou wrapped a roll himself, but this person is obviously clumsy and can't do it either. Close.

As a result, I took a bite and made a slight noodles sauce.

Far from a distance, it looks like I've pulled my pants. "Man!" Miku spread his hands and complained.

A waiter immediately handed a hot towel to help scrub it, and the service attitude was very good.

With this service attitude, it can be proved that although Zhang Yuan invited a roast duck, he did not go to the famous Quanjude.

Now Quanjude has started to fail.

Most stores have abandoned the earthen stove and switched to electric stoves, which are claimed to not affect taste.

How can it not affect it!

The imperial capital roast duck is divided into two types. The most authentic one should actually be the hot stove roast duck from Bianyifang. The stove is closed during the roasting process.

The roast duck in the muffled stove mainly eats meat, and the skin is not particularly crispy.

Moreover, because it is completely closed, it cannot be observed with the naked eye during the baking process, nor can it be turned on the stove to see.

As soon as the stove is turned on, it will be ruined.

So, it is very wise to be a master's skill, all based on experience.

The origin of Bianyifang can be traced to the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty.

Because the roast duck was moved to the capital after Emperor Yongle Zhu Di "clearing the jun side" and brought it to the imperial capital from Nanzhili, that is, Nanjing.

So the people of the imperial capital always say that their roast duck is authentic. In fact, from the root, Nanjing is the most authentic.

The Mingfu roast duck like Quanjude evolved from a stuffed furnace.

The important thing about the open furnace roast duck is the material for catching fire!

It is best to use jujube wood, or jujube wood that is over 10 years old.

It will bring a special fragrance to the duck.

The second-rate one can use peach wood, apricot wood or pear wood.

No matter how bad the wood is, even if I burn the bench, it will be less fragrant than if you even use electric baking.

And Quanjudemao service does not have it, and a 10% service fee is charged.

It is purely relying on one's seniority and making money by fooling tourists.

The locals in the imperial capital don't go here very much.

Zhang Yuan always lives in the imperial capital, so naturally he would not go there.

Realistically speaking, he brought foreign guests.

The most common roast duck restaurant for foreign guests in the imperial capital, or the most suitable roast duck restaurant, is Liqun Roast Duck.

Yes, it's the same name as Nayan.

This store is not big, and it has a bit of a fly restaurant.

Why is it said to be the most suitable for foreign guests?

It's not how good the duck is roasted.

Although the boss claims that he was from Quanjude, their family’s characteristics are not food, but attitude.

How to say it?

The passage of Teacher Fu Biao in "Big Stars", "We Chinese actors have already collectively supplemented calcium!"

Their family is not from the performing arts industry, so they may not have made up for it.

So the knees are very soft!

Treat ordinary people, this is the standard service of the Old Emperor Capital, just like the Old Demon Capital and the Old Xiangjiang service.

Not only does there be no service, the waiter will not dislike you and scold you, and you will be polite to drive you away.

Although it is a small broken shop, you are not allowed to sit down unless you are all in your house, so you can only wait in the alley.

Hesitate to order food, slow down, or ask a few more questions, the waiter will start to rush people.

But there are two exceptions.

One is that foreign masters come to have a meal.

That was so enthusiastic.

You can even go to the line.

I will also introduce the dishes in detail to you and even chat with you.

The second type is stars.

Their house has a photo of stars full of walls.

With Zhang Yuan's current reputation, he will definitely get courtesy if he goes to eat.

But just by treating Chinese and foreigners differently, Zhang Yuan will never go in his life.

People with cartilage have soft bones.

The store he brought to was the famous Dadong.

Dadong’s biggest disadvantage is that it is expensive.

This is not a problem for Zhang Yuan.

The boss Dadong, known as learning from three masters, Wang Wenchang, Sun Zhongcai and Wang Junyi.

Among them, Mr. Wang Junyi is a master of Shandong cuisine. According to the official ranking, this person is almost the number one existing.

Zhang Yuan sniffed. Dadong's duck had a jujube wood smell, and it was obviously roasted with jujube wood.

But I heard that this boss has also started to be thieves since he studied business administration.

Many branches use cheap pear wood instead of jujube wood.

In terms of business administration, the first thing to do is to "reduce costs and increase efficiency".

The environment, service and dishes of this store are so beautiful to both foreigners.

The first time Zhang Yuan saw another duck, he saw another one.

Miku and Kristen were all over the mouth.

Zhang Yuan's eyes bulged a lot as the white girl's belly bulged a lot.

Hopefully I eat duck drum...

"Zhang, are you very popular in China?"

After leaving the store, Christine asked the same question as her boyfriend before.

The two foreigners didn't care about this meal and they made all the ducks.

But he was not idle, and he was always asking for autographs to take photos. "Of course, I knew it a long time ago." Mikow and his girlfriend sold it.

"Do you smoke?"

Afterward... it's wrong. A cigarette after the meal is better than a living god.

Zhang Yuan took out the remaining Hongta Mountain that he had prepared for Brother Honglei.

"Hehehe..." Christine stretched out her finger and grabbed one.

The cliff is a little helpless, he won't pull it.

Cough cough cough!

Soon, his girlfriend's cough came from his ears. "First time?"

"Yeah." The white girl looked at Yan and replied.

Although I first met, Zhang Yuan knew that this woman was actually a very rebellious type.

Now that I am underage, of course I can’t buy cigarettes in my country.

And this girl's tutoring is actually quite strict, otherwise she would not have rebelled.

Zhang Yuanxin said that Liu Qianqian is very good in this regard, and she basically does not have that kind of particularly exaggerated rebellion.

Christin's father is the producer of FOX TV and his mother is the screenwriter.

Man is a lighthouse country, and you can't even make a breakthrough if you don't have any connections.

This is also the reason why she later developed much better than her boyfriend, and her background is important.

Precisely because of her background, this person is much more important than Mikul in Zhang Yuan's eyes.

Fox TV and the Fox Group behind it are still somewhat powerful.

I still need one after I draw it.

Mikui was persuaded and complained, but he was even more glared back by this person.

Zhang Yuan understood who was the person in their relationship?

Simply gave her a box.

In the morning, I went to the Forbidden City first and then ate roast duck.

In the afternoon, I pulled the two of them to the Great Wall.

Anyway, tourists only have this procedure. It's so tired for both of them.

After taking a bunch of souvenir photos, I returned to the city. "Next, I will take you to taste other imperial city-style delicacies." Zhang Yuan brought them to Xiaoyan Chen.

This is one of the most famous braised cooking restaurants in the imperial capital.

One bowl in front of each person.

Looking at the two of them looking embarrassed, Zhang Yuanxin wanted to change to Brother Qian’s father, Mr. Ouyang Qingsong, to come. Two bowls were not enough. "Zhang, this thing smells so strange."

It not only smells visceral, but also the smell of medicinal ingredients.

The origin of this thing is Suzuo meat.

It was introduced into the palace by Zhang Dongguan, a famous chef in the Qing Dynasty.

No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!

This is the prototype of Dai Dongguan played by Ouyang Zhenhua in Hong Kong dramas.

Suzuo meat must be made with good pork flowers, so where can the people of the feudal dynasty eat pork flowers?

Not to mention the five flowers, ordinary pork can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

All kinds of internal organs are used instead.

Most of the special snacks in the imperial capital are "snacks for poor people" and are the entertainment of the hard-working people.

They both hesitated and then put the spoon after Zhang Yuan's repeated persuasion.

Miku quickly revealed the emoticon package of "Subway Elderly Mobile".

Christin was fine, and shrugged and said it was okay, so he started eating.

"What's here?" asked while eating.

"Intestines, pig heart, pig lungs..."

Vomit!

After hearing this, this girl spitted the flesh in her mouth on the table.

Foreigners do not eat internal organs.

Especially in the United States, because the supplies are too developed, people only eat meat in the best location.

"Hehehe..." Mikuo also laughed at his girlfriend.

Another glare. "Brother Zhang Yuan, I'm back." At this time, assistant Zhao Ziqi walked in from outside the store, carrying a lot of things in his hand.

"If you don't like this broth, then change the same."

"Try Chinese coffee."

"Why is the coffee... green?" Mikuo was quite happy to hear that it was coffee.

You can take it out and see it, the green is bubbling.

MiKuxin said that no matter how bad coffee is, it can be.

This time, Christine learned the lesson of braised cooking, so she was much more cautious and didn't do anything.

After thinking about it, Mikuo picked it up and took a bite.

And...dish!

Just just now, his girlfriend just vomited "pop pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus pus

He vomited so hard that he couldn't spit out the whole duck. "Have you taken it all?" Zhang Yuan turned his head and asked the assistant.

Zhao Ziqi held the DV in hand and nodded vigorously.

The reason why this person vomited is simply to put it, the coffee that Zhang Yuan mentioned is actually another "delicious food" in the imperial capital, bean juice!

These are all made of beans, and bean juice is equivalent to Chinese coffee, nothing wrong! "HolyShit!" "Is this a slurry!" "Is this a slurry?" Mid-clicked his chest, and his mouth was still drooling, and his eyes were spitting red.

"No, and there are many people in the imperial capital who love to drink."

This is not something Zhang Yuan said nonsense.

The more famous one is Master Mei Lanfang.

When this man lived in the Demon City for a long time, his disciple Yan Huizhu took the train to see him, and specially used a large thermos to pack four bottles for Mr. Mei.

Master Mei was so happy after seeing it.

This matter was confirmed by Mr. Mei Baojiu in person.

It is even said that Mr. Mei always uses bean juice before he goes on stage.

"Hahaha..." Christine laughed revengefully.

Who made you laugh at me before.

Zhang Yuan waved his hand again, and the assistant took out a small box.

After Zhang Yuan raised his hand and opened it, the mile that had just recovered a little almost jumped up from the chair.

"What is this?"

"It smells like a dead raccoon!"

Christin's face turned green, and he pinched his nose and walked backwards. hide. "Wang Zhihe Fermented Roasted." Zhang Yuan replied with a faint smile.

"Is this something to eat?"

"Of course."

"Why do you Chinese eat this kind of thing?"

"Who is he who knows how to do it This kind of thing comes out! "

"If you want to see this man's former residence, I can take you there." Zhang Yuan replied with a smile.

The small courtyard house in Pimp Hutong is this person’s former residence. "NO!" Seeing the two pupils tremble, Zhang Yuan waved his hand and the assistant put away all these things. "Let's go and take you to eat your hometown food."

Take the two of you to KFC, have a hamburger and coke, and then recover.

"Zhang, WHY!" Miku's face was puzzled.

"Why do you take us to eat such delicious food at noon but give us such horrible food at night?"

"Mikou, this is the truth in the world."
< br>"Good and bad are often in the same place, and whether good or bad is only in one thought."

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes and pointed at himself.

"In a moment of thought!"

"And..."

He also told Xiao Taohua to eat Wang Zhihe and teased Zhang Tielin.

The two of them turned green after hearing this.

If the other person's mouth smells like the thing just now...

And isn’t this hurting the enemy by 800 and losing one thousand of yourself?

After that, they took them to taste some snacks from the imperial capital, such as Aiwowo, donkey rolling, pea yellow, and bean paste cake.

They were very hesitant before eating this time, for fear of encountering "Chinese coffee" again.

But I thought it was good after eating.

Americans love to eat sweet mouthfuls.

After returning to the hotel, Mikong clasped the pancakes back and forth on the bed and couldn't sleep.

I suddenly sat up in the middle of the night.

"What's wrong?" The girl woke up by her. "You said...Is Zhang threatening me today?"

This guy finally came back to his taste.

"No, he looks so good and smiles kindly." Christine was wearing a white T-shirt and squinted her eyes by the light. "No, no, no, I think it's wrong." "Especially he also talked about teasing people when he kissed." This is what Mikuo remembered from here.

"Hehehe, I think it's very interesting." Bai Niu raised her head and smiled: "I want to try filming in the future."

Migu saw his girlfriend standing here at Zhang Yuan. It's a bit difficult to keep my mood tight.

"I don't think something is right."

"Although it's not the kind of threatening guns in our country."

"But I think he seems to be warning me."

The back of the spine feels cold.

The next day, the crew training site.

Migu planned to talk to Zhang Yuan about yesterday when he was resting.

When he arrived, Zhang Yuan had already started physical training.

Hitting the sandbag.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong...

Every time that fist hit, it would make a drum-like sound.

Mid then started his own training, but he was always unconsciously attracted by Zhang Yuan's hitting sound and looked back.

Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola...

After a series of high-speed hits, I heard a "pop" sound when I buckle.

Look back and take a look.

The sandbag in front of Zhang Yuan was leaked by him!

He took off the sandbag, carried it on his shoulder with one hand, and walked to the side.

After throwing down the broken sandbag, I pulled a brand new one from the ground, carried it on my shoulder, walked back to the shelf, and hung it again.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong... Then, the drumbeat sounded again.

Mi sucked and swallowed.

Zhang Yuan didn't say a word when changing the sandbags just now, and he kept smiling.

But those eyes kept staring at me, as if locked!

The sandbags were leaking.

If this was to hit me... this kid weighed it and probably would have become a hamburger meat pie.

At this moment, Michael Angelano recalled the fear of being dominated by Zhang Yuan... (This chapter ends)

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