The Zhuang family's grandparents and grandchildren didn't have to wait long before Feng Yifan personally brought them the ordered Yifu noodles.
When he saw the noodles coming up, Zhuang Zhebin instantly felt something different.
Zhuang Daozhong ordered the chicken broth Yi Fu noodles, which were topped with shredded mushrooms, chicken, and green vegetables, and noodles soaked in clear broth at the bottom.
The overall look seems a bit bland.
But the moment Zhuang Zhebin ate the noodles, he already smelled the very rich aroma of chicken soup.
The clear soup exuded a rich aroma. Zhuang Zhebin naturally understood that the soup base had been cleaned, but at the same time he was also looking forward to this bowl of noodles.
Zhuang Zhebin looked at his bowl again. It contained fried meatballs, heart, liver, large intestine, tofu, dried bean curd, and fried pork skin. However, even with so many things piled up in one bowl, the soup underneath was still clear.
Looking at this bowl, Zhuang Zhebin couldn't help but shake his head.
He knew Yi Fu noodles. Yi Fu noodles were made with first-class chicken soup to ensure that the noodles would have the flavor of chicken soup.
The bowl of Yi Fu noodles in front of me obviously has too much topping, which will definitely ruin the taste of the noodles.
Zhuang Zhebin was even a little surprised: Why would his great-grandfather let him have such a bowl
Zhuang Daozhong could still see what his great-grandson was thinking, and said with a smile: "A bowl of mixed Yifu noodles like this can better reflect the skills of Su Ji's head chef. The taste must not be sloppy. Try it."
After saying this, Zhuang Daozhong started eating his noodles.
The most classic way to cook chicken broth E-fu noodles is to ensure that the noodles are fresher than the soup, but at the same time the freshness of the soup must be retained so that it will taste very layered.
Slurp.
Take a big bite of the noodles mixed with the soup base.
As you bite into the noodles, the delicious flavor of the noodles bursts out instantly and mixes with the rich and fresh chicken soup in your mouth.
This feeling instantly made Zhuang Daozhong's eyes narrow.
After swallowing it, Zhuang Daozhong gave Su Jinrong a thumbs up and said, "Well done, Jinrong, your son-in-law is really skilled and has not lost the craftsmanship of your Su Ji."
Yi Fu noodles may seem simple, but they are just hand-rolled noodles made with chicken soup and eggs, which are first boiled, fried, and then boiled again, similar to the process of making instant noodles.
But the key point of Yi Fu noodles lies in the ratio of chicken soup and noodles, which is the real test of the chef's skills.
Zhuang Daozhong knew very well that this was Su Ji's secret that was never passed on.
When they attended the state banquet together that year, Zhuang Daozhong also wanted to learn it, but in the end he was not able to truly grasp the essence of it.
Now, after many years, he gets to eat it again, which makes Zhuang Daozhong extremely happy.
When Zhuang Zhebin heard his great-grandfather's praise, he picked up a small amount of noodles with his chopsticks skeptically, then put it in his mouth and took a bite.
Originally, he had no hope for the noodles in his bowl, but after taking a small bite, Zhuang Zhebin quickly picked up another large ball of noodles and took a big mouthful of both the soup and the noodles.
This time, after taking a big bite, Zhuang Zhebin finally tasted the specialness of this bowl of noodles.
The topping is very rich, but it does not take away the original flavor of the noodles.
The noodles that are boiled first and then fried really retain their chewiness, and the taste is actually different from instant noodles.
The rich aroma of the toppings and the fresh flavor of the noodles, mixed together and bursting in the mouth, made Zhuang Zhebin completely unable to stop.
I ate most of the noodles quickly and then remembered the stew in the bowl. I first ate a piece of tofu that had absorbed the soup. It was delicious.
I ate another fried meatball.
After Zhuang Zhebin took a bite, he spat out the meatball instantly.
Using chopsticks to gently poke at it, Zhuang Zhebin couldn't help but exclaimed: "This deep-fried meatball is actually filled with something."
He picked up the bitten meatball and gently sipped the soup inside. Suddenly, a different taste emerged, which really surprised Zhuang Zhebin.
Seeing his great-grandson's surprised face, Zhuang Daozhong asked with a smile: "What's wrong? What does the meatball filling taste like?"
Zhuang Zhebin came back to his senses and looked at his great-grandfather, saying incredulously, "It tastes like black pepper sauce."
Zhuang Daozhong was also a little surprised: "What does black pepper sauce taste like?"
Zhuang Zhebin put the meatball back into his mouth and chewed it carefully. Then he said to his great-grandfather, "Grandpa, this meatball tastes like black pepper steak. It's amazing."
Hearing Zhuang Zhebin say this, Zhuang Daozhong was a little surprised, and even wanted to try a fried meatball.
Zhuang Zhebin did not stop and continued to eat the noodles and various foods in the bowl. It seemed like he could not stop at all.
Because each of them brings him a wonderful taste. The stew does not have any peculiar smell. It is mixed in the toppings and the soup base, and it complements the noodles very well. People can't stop eating it.
Finally, after Zhuang Zhebin finished his bowl of rice, Feng Yifan came out again to serve others.
He glanced at Zhuang Zhebin, who had finished his bowl, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Is it enough? Do you want something else?"
Zhuang Zhebin quickly turned around, looked at Feng Yifan and asked, "Uncle, how did you make the filling in your meatballs? Why does it taste like barbecue?"
Feng Yifan smiled and replied: "That's very simple, it's just adding pork skin jelly in the center."
Zhuang Zhebin then asked: "Well, I know how to make the filling, but I want to ask, the taste, the sauce of the soup, is really delicious."
Zhuang Zhebin originally wanted to ask for the recipe directly, but when his great-grandfather looked at him, he immediately realized that he shouldn't ask, so he could only change his words and say "it's delicious".
Zhuang Daozhong said with a smile: "Yifan, your Yifu noodles are really good. It is indeed a skill that only Su Ji can have."
Feng Yifan smiled and responded, "Thank you, Uncle Master Miao Zan. I am only at the level that a Su Ji chef should be at. Not to mention the level of my grandfather's state banquets, there is still some gap between me and my father's previous level."
Facing Feng Yifan's modesty, Zhuang Daozhong nodded and said, "Well, not arrogant or impatient, Jinrong, your son-in-law is really a master."
Su Jinrong naturally smiled and said to his son-in-law, "Give Uncle Shi a dish of braised meat."
Zhuang Daozhong's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Oh? Crystal Braised Pork? Jinrong, are you still making it at Su Ji?"
Su Jinrong nodded and said, "He has been doing it all the time, but he stopped for a while before. When Yifan came back, he started doing it again."
Zhuang Daozhong laughed immediately, and said with a look of nostalgia: "Crystal Braised Pork, that is a must-have delicacy at state banquets. My senior brother's Crystal Braised Pork was really delicious and won unanimous praise."
When talking about the past times, Zhuang Daozhong fell into a state of reminiscence, and his expression was full of memories.
Feng Yifan did not stop, but went back to the kitchen, took out the refrigerated braised pork from the refrigerator, quickly sliced it and put it on a plate. Then he brought it out and placed it in front of Zhuang Daozhong.
Looking at the rosy crystal braised pork in front of him, Zhuang Daozhong's eyes couldn't help but become moist, as if he saw the humble and gentle chef of Su Ji again.