Chapter 447: Wangyou Soup
At this point, this tasting feast should have come to a successful conclusion.
At this moment, the waiter finally brought a large pot of soup.
To be precise, it doesn't look like soup -
In the small white ceramic soup basin, there is a soup as light as white water, with a few pieces of vegetables floating on the surface. The leaves are like throwing vegetable leaves into plain water, boiling them casually and then serving them. It once made people wonder if the waiter made a mistake.
Someone asked directly:
"Waiter, is this soup?"
The waiter nodded and said yes.
The man hinted wildly:
“It doesn’t look like it to me. This must be plain water. Why don’t you ask the kitchen?”
This is because during today's tasting banquet, I have a good impression of Nanzhi, and I don't want Nanzhi to have a good banquet ruined by the ending.
Unexpectedly, the waiter didn't seem to understand his hint, and still nodded:
"It's not a mistake, it's the soup, and its name is Wangyou soup."
After this name came out, many people present fell into silence.
Some people didn’t remember it, or didn’t know what the name represented at all, so they asked cheerfully:
"Wangyou Soup? This name sounds so familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere before."
"Haha, what an abstract name!"
"Oh, give Baishui such a noble name! "
"..."
Those who were joking turned around and saw that many people around them had expressionless faces.
What's going on?
Someone here murmured sadly:
"Wangyou Soup? Is it really the Wangyou Soup? Is it the same name?"
Another replied:
“You will know if you try it!”
With that said, he started to scoop a bowl of soup for himself!
He smelled it first and didn't smell anything strange. It was still a light to almost non-existent aroma, very similar to what he remembered.
The Wangyou soup in his memory has no fixed taste. It is usually determined by the main ingredients of the banquet that day -
If the banquet is rich in flavor, the soup at the end must be Extremely bland;
If the overall banquet is bland, the soup at the end will be sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and full of flavours.
Only those who are extremely confident in their cooking skills are qualified to do this.
There is no fixed procedure, it all depends on inspiration...
Sounds like a sign of overturning!
However, there was once a person who, relying on his superb cooking skills, dared to show off his skills on a bowl of soup.
Yes, in the eyes of many people, that is showing off skills.
It's a pity that with the passing of that person, a bowl of Wangyou soup has never been made again.
Some people later learned to do it, but they were just imitating others and humiliating themselves.
So what should we do with this bowl of Wangyou soup in Nanzhi today?
Amazing?
Or is it ridiculous that they have seen countless times before?
Many people picked up the soup, brought it to their mouths, and took a sip——
Everyone in the entire hall fell silent.
They felt the soup without much strong taste, rolling from the tip of the tongue to the base of the tongue, and then fell into the stomach.
A strange, indescribable taste, good or bad, came to me after a while. The magical aroma hovers in the throat, washing over the taste buds again and again like a wave.
During these several washes, it was like a big wave washing away the sand, and all the remaining emotions in the body were taken away.
The sweetness, bitterness, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy have all settled into the deeper parts of the soul, leaving only the empty altar and the taste of the soup.
"Wangyou Soup... is really the Forgetful Soup..."
Shocking murmurs sounded low at the scene, and many people had the same emotion.
Because they recognized it, it was nothing else but——
Wangyou Soup in Nanping Mountain!
The most authentic Wangyou Soup!
Even after drinking it, my whole body felt warm as if it had been basked in the sun!
Nanzhi……
Nanpingshan……
All have the surname Nan! Why are they just thinking of it now!
Many of the people present are seniors in the culinary field or experienced gourmets. They still remember the Nanping Mountain that shone like a comet over the entire Yanjing sky.
After the long-standing memory was revived, further speculation began.
Many people are whispering:
"It looks like she is a granddaughter, right? No wonder, she has such amazing cooking skills at a young age, and she feels that she is not inferior to her grandfather." ”
"Are you sure? Could it be just a coincidence? The whole world knows the recipe for Wangyou Soup. What if she just copied it by chance?"
"Do you believe this? It happened by chance. To this extent?"
"No, then I don't think that if she is really the granddaughter, why would Yongnian Building invite her to come in as a chef?"
"I said yes? In order to record the variety show, Yongnianlou probably didn’t know it before.”
“You didn’t know it before, and you don’t know it now? The Wang family has spent a lot of effort to pave the way for her to hire someone!”
"Perhaps the hostility turned into friendship. After all, after all these years, this kid is a promising talent."
"How is it possible! In our industry, in the past, it would not have been possible to steal recipes and be beaten to death in public. Too bad! Why can that person be forgiven? "
"I see why you are more excited than the Wang family. Why are you still jealous of him? "
"Fart, fart!"
"..."
Seeing that the argument was getting louder and louder, Xiao Cai overheard a few words.
She looked confused and asked the old man next to her:
"Old man, what are they talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"
My deskmate The expressions of the people were similar to hers. They all looked at the old man with stupid and curious eyes, waiting for his answer.
The old man smiled and asked instead:
"How does this bowl of Wangyou soup taste?"
Xiao Cai's bowl of soup had been sucked clean by her, not even leaving the remaining soup at the bottom of the bowl.
She licked the remaining taste on her lips:
"Great! Very...wonderful!"
Xiao Cai could only use these two words to describe it.
I can't say it tastes good, but I can't say it tastes bad either.
It's obviously a bit strange, but it makes people want to stop drinking it.
In the final analysis, it is a "weird" character.
But Xiao Cai could only think of the word "appropriate".
So she said: "There is no better ending than this bowl of Wangyou soup! No wonder we chose this name! But which teacher invented this bowl of soup? We have never heard of it before? ”
Xiao Cai asked himself that he was also a level 10 surfer, but he had never seen anything similar to this bowl of wonderful soup on the Internet!
The people at the same table who listened carefully nodded in unison, with "curiosity and seeking solutions" written in their eyes.
The old man looked around and said with a slight sigh:
"Normally, because the person who created this menu is considered a taboo in the chef world. He is also the original owner of this restaurant. The number one chef in China.”
“What do you mean? Isn’t this a branch of Yongnianlou?”
Xiao Cai was a little confused after hearing this.
The old man shook his head slowly:
"Of course not, many years ago, its name was - Nanfeng Tower."