Drunken Immortal Tower, immortals will get drunk when they come, it is a famous restaurant in Xianyang, and Wen Shouzheng is the most famous chef among them, not one of them.
Rather than saying that a famous building makes a famous chef, it is better to say that a famous chef makes a famous building!
Rou Rou followed Fang Dashi, and after a while, she re-acquainted with the other three chefs of Zuixianlou.
Chef Tang with a dumpling face wiped his hands in a hurry, and greeted him warmly and gently. Although his apprentice was fourteen or fifteen years old, he also had a round head and a round brain, and was called Yuanzi.
Chef Zheng, who is tall, big, and potbellied, is silent and not good at speaking; but his son and apprentice, Zheng Ergou, is very enthusiastic. He quickly peeled a radish and handed it over to quench his thirst with tenderness.
The last chef, Fang Dashi led Wenrou in, turned his back on his back, and kneaded and beat the dough in his hand, so that Wenrou could only see his back.
"Sister Rou'er, this is Chef Zhang." Fang Dashi said.
"Chef Zhang." Rourou approached her side and called out crisply.
"En." Chef Zhang raised his head reluctantly, glanced at Wen Rou, squeezed out his nose as a response, and then lowered his head again.
"Sister Rou'er, let's go, I'll take you there for a walk!" Fang Dashi was a little annoyed when he saw Chef Zhang's face like this, he pulled Ruan Rou back and walked away, whispering to Ruan Wen while walking: "Chef Zhang's craftsmanship It's also very good, just a bit worse than Master, but he is very narrow-minded. A few years ago, I failed to fight with Master, and I have always been bitter about it, and I also love to ignore Master. From now on, in this back kitchen, Just remember to stay away from him."
"Chef Wen, Chef Wen!"
At this moment, the pillar of the waiter suddenly barged in and said repeatedly, "It's not good, it's not good!"
"Zhuzi, what happened!" Fang Dashi asked.
Zhuzi took a breath, and said: "It's not good, on the other side... a lot of people came from 'Yipinxiang' on the opposite side, even Chef Gao was there, so I have to find Chef Wen! I don't think people are kind!"
"I'm afraid Wen Shouzheng has caused some trouble." Chef Zhang said in a strange way, still not raising his head.
The two chefs Tang and Zheng were silent.
"Oh? I'll go and have a look!" Fang Dashi saw that the rest of the chefs didn't intend to stand out, so he had to go and find out by himself.
Wen Rou also followed out.
The three chefs were taken aback for a moment, and finally followed them out.
In addition to the usual large number of diners in the front hall, there are many familiar faces from Yipinxiang Restaurant.
Yipinxiang's Chef Gao folded his arms and sat in the middle of the crowd with his arms wide open.
Shopkeeper Li stood aside, keeping a smile on his face.
"Chef Gao, you see that we are all colleagues. It's dinner time again, and Zuixianlou is really busy. Why don't you come back in a few hours? It won't delay Yipinxiang's business!"
"Business ass! Our Yipinxiang guests were snatched by your Zuixianlou! Yesterday, Young Master Fan went to our place and sarcastically said that our craftsmanship is not as good as your Zuixianlou. Today, even if we don't do business, we have to come to see what kind of ecstasy soup Zuixianlou pours for the guests!" Chef Gao slapped the table with dissatisfaction.
"Chef Gao, what a coincidence, Master is not here today, if you really want to compete, how about another day?" Fang Dashi stepped forward and said.
Chef Gao held his toes high and sneered, "Could it be that there is only one Wen Shouzheng in the Drunken Immortal Building? Are all the other chefs belong to the tortoise?"
As soon as the words fell, Chef Tang, Chef Zheng and others all lowered their heads, and even Chef Zhang remained silent.
Who doesn't know Chef Gao's background
There are two major restaurants in Xianyang, "Zuixianlou" is the leader, and "Yipinxiang" is comparable.
Wen Shou is the number one chef of Zuixianlou, and Chef Gao is Yipinxiang's number one chef!
It has passed the age of forty years, and it is even more experienced.
Right now, with Chef Wen not around, who would dare to step forward and seek humiliation
He made it clear that he was coming for the Zuixian Tower, if he answered the battle with a big head, if he lost, wouldn't it hurt the reputation of the Zuixian Tower
Yuanzi, Ergou and Yigan stood next to their master, clenching their teeth and fists in anger.
"Wen Shouzheng, I'm afraid I'm hiding!" Seeing that there was no one to fight, Chef Gao was even more proud, and laughed loudly: "It seems that he is also a shrinking turtle!"
When the Yipinxiang people heard this, they burst into laughter.
"Who is the shrinking turtle scolding!" Rou Rou rolled her eyes and asked loudly.
"A coward scolds Wen Shouzheng!" Chef Gao didn't think about it.
"That's right, it's you scolding my father!" Wen Rou clapped her hands, then pointed at Chef Gao and said, "What a shrinking turtle!"
Chef Gao also reacted, and couldn't help being furious, and said angrily: "Hmph, why, is there no one in Zuixianlou? Send a girl out to speak?"
"So what about the little girl! I respect you as the chef of Yipinxiang. Let me call you Chef Gao. Let me tell you the truth. Not to mention my father Wen Shouzheng, my cooking skills are much better than that of a villain like you!"
This statement really shocked everyone.
Those present, regardless of whether they were diners, the cooks of Zuixianlou, or Yipinxiang, all focused their eyes on one point.
Wearing an old grey-blue cotton-padded jacket, standing out neither humble nor overbearing, with a pair of big eyes flashing, this clever little girl is actually Wen Shouzheng's daughter!
"I don't want to talk to you girl, if I have the ability, I will tell you the truth! I, Gao Yunpeng, will fight with you in Zuixianlou today! Who dares to answer?" Chef Gao got up and patted the table.
Surprised everyone.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, no one dared to respond.
There was a crisp clapping sound.
"I'm coming!" Rourou straightened her back, and even slapped the table, tit for tat.
Everyone was whispering and discussing for a while.
Taking advantage of the confusion, Wen Rou put her hands behind her back and gently slapped her painful palm. The force of that palm just now was too strong.
"Hahahaha! Is there really no one in Zuixianlou? Send a yellow-haired girl to beg for mercy! I, Gao Yunpeng, don't want to be ridiculed by my peers. It would be disgraceful to win, and they will say that I bully children! Hahahaha!" Chef Gao smiled and followed Everyone in Yipinxiang laughed exaggeratedly.
Seeing the blue veins of the workers in Zuixianlou exposed, a scuffle is about to break out!
"If you're scared, you can go back in despair!" Rourou threw a sentence, almost choking Chef Gao.
"Little girl is so breathless! Alright! I will follow your wish! You represent Zuixianlou, so don't cry when you lose!" Chef Gao said violently.
"Young girl, don't be impulsive!" Shopkeeper Li's face was pale, and he hurried to persuade him trembling.
This is no joke, a little girl who just came to learn how to cook today dared to utter wild words and wanted to represent Zuixianlou to fight? This is truly ignorant and fearless!
"Don't worry, shopkeeper Li, I have my own measure!" Rourou turned her head and comforted her confidently.
"This..." Shopkeeper Li was confused, his eyes and demeanor were almost the same as Wen Shouzheng.
"Shopkeeper Li, don't worry, I'm still here!" At this moment, Fang Dashi stood up bravely, with his broad chest in front of Gentle, and said loudly: "The master is not here, the disciple will bear his burden!"
"Brother Stone." Rourou called softly.
Just like in the previous life, Brother Shitou would always rush to the front, and would never turn back for the sake of the Wen family!
"Haha, good! I, Gao Yunpeng, will play one against two today! You two go up together, Wen Shouzheng's daughter and Wen Shouzheng's first disciple! Even if I win, there is no shame in saying it! Hahahaha!" Chef Gao Laugh out loud.
"Slow down!" Gentle and sharply said.
"Oh? The little girl is scared, now it's too late to repent! Hahahaha!" Chef Gao continued to smile provocatively.
"It's so boring that there is no prize for fighting vegetables like this! The little girl has always heard that Chef Gao was an imperial cook in the palace, and he has a recipe handed down from his family. Why don't we use the recipe as a prize? If I win, your ancestral book Give me the recipe!" Rou Rou took a step forward, forcing Chef Gao to be almost terrified!
What a girl, she really has the demeanor of a chef. If she is ten years older, maybe I really have to be more careful, but unfortunately she is still too young now.
Chef Gao thought to himself.
"Okay! I, Gao Yunpeng, accepted this lottery! But I, Gao Yunpeng, also have a word first. If you lose, the signboard of Xianyang No. 1 Restaurant will have to be changed to our Yipinxiang. Your father Wen Shouzheng will not be a cook anymore. Go back and wash and chop the vegetables again." Chef Gao got up and pushed towards Wen Rou.
"Okay, that's what I said!"
"A four-horse horse is hard to catch!"
One big and one small, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin just stared at each other like gunpowder waiting to be ignited.
Shopkeeper Li watched anxiously from the sidelines, with Rou girl's posture, it seemed that nine cows could not be pulled back!
Hurry up and call Zhuzi quietly, go to Master Qiao's house in secret, and hurry up and call Chef Wen back!
"Chef Gao, the visitor is a guest, why don't you write a question?" Fang Dashi said, with the air of a general.
"It's not like this, you and I each cook a dish, and let the diners present judge to show fairness!" Chef Gao was also quick.
"Chef Gao, let's make one dish each, and the judgments will be different. How about we make one together?" The gentle and watery eyes rolled around and suggested.
"Okay! Tell me, what are you doing?" Chef Gao asked.
"Xiao Er, bring me a piece of braised pork, be quick, I'm going to be hungry!"
While the two were talking, they saw a burly man hurried in from outside the gate, with a pair of picks on his shoulders, he seemed to be a man of physical strength.
"That's it, let's make braised pork!" Ruan Ruan and Chef Gao said in unison, it's better to choose dishes than to compare them, the matter is considered settled.
"The kitchen will lead the way!" Chef Gao signaled.
Ruan Rou and Fang Dashi walked in front, and Chef Gao followed closely behind. It seemed that the fun was about to begin!
All the diners present also stretched their necks and talked a lot.
It appears to be walking in ready to watch gentle jokes.
Shopkeeper Li was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands and said, "Why hasn't Chef Wen come back?" "
"Hehe, today I will show you what braised pork in braised jars is!" Chef Gao said, started working with both hands, rolled up his sleeves, took out a wine jar from the bag he brought, and took it piecemeal There are some bottles and cans, including osmanthus, hawthorn, shiitake mushrooms, tangerine peel, almonds, water chestnuts, winter bamboo shoots... It seems that they are prepared!
Oh? Gentle glanced at it, shook his head lightly, and said with a smile: "Brother Shitou, do you still remember Dad's braised pork casserole?"
"Well, although I haven't cooked it by myself, I have seen Master's braised pork dish many times!" Fang Dashi nodded.
"Okay, brother Shitou, let's finish this braised pork dish together and defeat that old turtle!" Gentle and passionate.
Chef Gao next to him was fuming with anger at this "old turtle".
In fact, since rebirth, apart from the wonderful changes in the tongue and nose, the most tangled thing about being gentle is the cooking skills in the previous life!
Although I tried to make brine once, but I have never tried it in real cooking!
Apart from the clear memory in her mind, Ruan is really not sure if she can finish this braised pork!
However, with Brother Shitou, even if his skills are gone, he can still guide Brother Shitou with his memory. With the cooperation of the two, I believe that they will be able to complete the vivid braised pork cooked by Dad!
What's more, no matter how superb his cooking skills are, Chef Gao has never known the true meaning of braised pork!
In this competition, we will win!
012 Truth
Rourou first cleaned his hands and picked two pieces of pork belly, and handed them to Chef Gao, "Chef Gao, here are two pieces of meat, you go and pick them first!"
These two pieces of pork belly with skin are fat and thin, which is a good material for braised pork.
Chef Gao didn't even look at her, just flicked the meat with his fingers, couldn't help but clicked his tongue twice, and said with some contempt: "Girl, these two pieces of meat of yours are from yesterday, and the quality of the meat is only as good as that of the old one. It can be regarded as making do with it, so it’s possible that you have a restaurant as big as Zuixianlou, and this is the only one!”
Gentle and not annoyed, she smiled and said: "Senior, it's cold now, and the meat is easy to preserve, so this meat can be used as it is. The junior suggested that there is no need to choose more, just this piece of meat in my hand, half for each person, how about it? Stone Brother, cut the meat!" After speaking, he threw the meat onto the cutting board, Fang Dashi slashed down with the knife, and only heard a "shua", and saw that the piece of meat was neatly divided into two halves, the same size.
This move seems simple, but in fact it is not trivial.
It should be noted that the pork belly is fat and thin, and the meat sticks to the knife. Ordinary chefs cut it slowly. Few people can cut it in two evenly like Fang Dashi. This sword technique is simple and unpretentious, but it is decisive and quick, obviously good skill.
"Hey, there are two tricks!" Seeing Fang Dashi showing his hand, Chef Gao was also quite surprised, so he put away a little bit of contempt, and began to look at the boy seriously.
He looks honest, sixteen years old, of medium height, with a kind smile on his face, and he really doesn't have the demeanor of a master at all.
Chef Gao made up his mind, thought to leave him alone, and cook the dish first, and ignored Wen Rou and Fang Dashi, picked up half a piece of meat by himself, and went to find a stove.
Fang Dashi tossed the meat in his hand, and did not do it for a long time, but said to himself distressedly: "The guest just now looked very hungry! But the master said to cook porridge on a tight fire and stew meat on a slow fire. How can you cook in such a short time?" Can you make braised pork that is fat but not greasy? Hey, it's really difficult!"
Gently patted Fang Dashi, and reminded: "If you think about it any more, Chef Gao will be ready, hurry up and prepare the ingredients!" Between the words, he looked like a chef.
Fang Dashi glanced at Chef Gao, seeing that he had already started to do something, he quickly picked up some commonly used ingredients in a hurry, and now he settled down.
Rourou took the pork belly in his hand, and tacitly soaked it in the boiled warm water, very neatly and neatly.
After the pork belly was soaked in water for a while, he gently added some hot water to it, and then squeezed it repeatedly with both hands to let the blood seep out slowly.
Repeated this several times, until the blood no longer oozes out, Gentle stopped in satisfaction.
Then fish out the meat, throw it into a large iron pot of boiling water next to it and cook, add a bowl of cooking wine along the side of the pot, pick up a large spoon while cooking, and slowly skim off the foam. After a while, I saw that the meat gradually tightened in the pot, and the foam stopped coming out.
Fang Dashi's eyes lit up: "Gentle girl, when did you learn this skill?"
"Hey, I also saw my father do that the other day, just do it in the same way! Brother Shitou, take out the meat and change it into small pieces!" Rourou prevaricated casually, and then ordered.
Hearing this, Fang Dashi fished out the meat, put it on the chopping board, cut it horizontally and vertically, raised the knife with his hand and dropped it, brushed it a few times, and cut it into inch-inch cubes.
Chef Gao moved faster, and the meat had already been put into the frying pan, and a scorching smell of meat immediately wafted out.
Gentle didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly set up the oil pan, boiled the oil, added a little sugar to burn it slightly, and then put the meat in the pan, there was only a series of "Zi la la" sounds, and the surface of the meat changed immediately The color, the swift color is darker, and the pieces are like mahogany.
"Let me do it!" Wen Rou was still young, Fang Dashi stepped forward to take the spatula.
"Brother Shitou, turn over quickly, don't stick to the pot!" Rourou quickly commanded from the side.
Fang Dashi's complexion was tense, and some fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
It can be seen that although there is gentleness on the side to strengthen the courage, the nervousness of being in charge for the first time is still unavoidable! What's more, in this situation!
At this moment, I gently washed and chopped the onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, cinnamon and other ingredients, then neatly stacked them on the bottom of the casserole, and said loudly: "Brother Stone, get out of the pot!"
"Here we come!" Fang Dashi understood, scooped out pieces of meat, and placed them in the casserole piece by piece.
Gently and quickly spread another layer of material on top, then add water and salt, and put the casserole on the stove to simmer.
After the water boiled, they took out a few firewood and turned it to a low fire to simmer slowly, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that the meat was already in the pot, Rou Rou straightened up, took a breath, took out the rice that had been soaked and washed in the kitchen early in the morning, put it on the fire, and steamed a pot of rice.
"Sister Rou'er, why are you steaming rice?" Fang Dashi was puzzled.
"Brother Shitou, have you forgotten? Rice is the soul of braised pork!" He smiled softly.
"Wonderful! It's really wonderful!" Fang Dashi's eyes lit up and he extended his thumb.
"That's the skill?" Chef Gao glanced over and snorted, "The two kids who don't know how to live or die are having a good time!"
Fang Dashi smiled honestly, and did not get angry. He took the opportunity to glance at Chef Gao, and saw that he was carefully guarding a wine jar on the stove.
Wen Rou was unhappy, and said: "Senior, I don't know who will die later!"
Chef Gao was furious: "Girl, you are arrogant!"
"Is the braised pork ready? I'm starving to death!" the big man in the front hall urged loudly.
In this urging sound, two servings of hot braised pork are already out of the pan.
"Come on, I kept you waiting for a long time—" Yuanzi acted as a waiter, carrying a steaming tray with a casserole and a wine jar, and trotted out.
The other guests in the front hall also put down their bowls and chopsticks, surrounded them curiously, and stretched their necks to look into the tray.
The big man couldn't wait anymore, he stretched out his hand to lift the two covers, everyone couldn't help swallowing when they saw it.
In the casserole on the left, there are inches of meat that are clear red and oily, the color is like amber agate, the soup is rich and thick, and a unique aroma of braised pork lingers in everyone's nostrils.
In the wine jar on the right, there was a whole piece of meat. In addition to the strong meaty aroma, there was also a unique fresh fragrance, which made people feel very comfortable immediately.
The burly man twitched his nose vigorously, sniffed a few times, slammed the table, closed his eyes and said intoxicatedly: "Your grandma's! It's so fucking delicious, it made my mouth water."
Chef Gao folded his arms with an air of arrogance.
Fang Dashi stood in an orderly manner, although he was a little cramped, he was still calm.
Standing aside gentle and confident, calm beyond his own age!
"You, try it quickly." Chef Gao couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward, pointed at the big man and said.
At this moment, the burly man couldn't bear it any longer, and began to chew. He had just taken two bites when he suddenly yelled, "It's food, serve it quickly!"
She smiled softly and said, "I prepared it for you!" As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a large bowl of steaming white rice was served.
The big man was very happy at this time, with a chopstick on the left and a chopstick on the right, eating happily. After eating it, when I became very excited, I didn't even need a spoon, just picked up the casserole, poured the broth on the rice and stirred it, and the food was a mess.
Everyone shook their heads.
Shopkeeper Li also swallowed, and said in a low voice: "This eating looks is simply the reincarnation of an evil ghost!"
Rourou couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Brother Shitou, who made Dad's braised pork so delicious!"
Just for a while, the burly man wiped his mouth and put down his chopsticks, only to see that there was only a little leftovers in the dishes.
The burly man burped a lot, and said with a happy face, "I'm laughing, I'm laughing! His grandma's is so delicious, I ate a little too much."
"Is this also called eating a little too much? I almost licked the edge of the plate clean!" Rourou secretly smiled.
"Which one is delicious? Which one is delicious?" Seeing that the big man had finished eating, everyone gathered around him and asked eagerly.
The big man looked at the two empty bowls in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and muttered: "They are all delicious, they are all delicious."
"Hehe, it looks like it's a draw!" A familiar voice came from the crowd.
"Father!" Wen Rou exclaimed.
Everyone turned their heads and turned to one side again. Wen Shouzheng hurried back to the 'Zuixian Tower' at some point, instead of entering the back kitchen, he stood in the crowd.
"Yes, a draw!" The big man burped.
"A draw?" Fang Dashi and Wenrou exclaimed in unison.
Immediately, Fang Dashi smiled happily and said, "Really? Haha, Master, we are actually tied with Chef Gao, so we don't disgrace you!"
"A tie with these two brats? Impossible, impossible!" Chef Gao was furious.
Seeing this, Wen Shouzheng let out a long laugh, walked over and said, "Brother Gao has accepted."
Chef Gao's face was livid.
Wen Shouzheng walked to the table, knocked on the side of the wine jar and said, "Brother Gao, in fact, when I saw it, I knew it was the braised pork you cooked. If it is really based on craftsmanship, let alone a young girl and a young apprentice, it is just a little girl." It's me, and I'm afraid I'm not your opponent. The braised pork you made is seasoned and the technique is pure; cooking the meat in a jar of old Shaoxing wine is delicate and original; the surface of the meat is divided with a sharp knife, which looks like a round body. In fact, it is cut into pieces, this knife is amazing! The whole piece of meat has a chestnut red surface, and the white inside is faintly visible when eating; the lean meat has a beautiful texture, as if dug out of a piece of marble, and the appearance is excellent. The mouth waters, and the taste of the braised pork can be said to melt in the mouth. Adding hawthorn, tangerine peel, and almonds makes the meat more crispy and delicious. Among them, the sweet-scented osmanthus, mushrooms, water chestnuts, and winter bamboo shoots make the meat dish even more refreshing. But... a pity It's a pity, I'm afraid you will lose in this refreshment."
"What do you mean!" Chef Gao was taken aback for a moment.
Wen Shouzheng paused, then pointed to the empty casserole containing the meat and continued: "Let me talk about the one made by the little girl and the stone. Or cook with water, the color of the cooked meat is like amber, no need to add sugar to fry the color. Your meat is yellow here and black there, indicating that the heat is not cooked evenly, but it is still done, the juice is rich and sweet Moderately salty, fat but not greasy, crunchy and crisp. It tastes smooth and oily, and the soup is rich, and it is best served with rice!"
Wen Shouzheng first commented on the dishes of the two, then nodded slightly, changed the topic, and said: "You always say that 'Zuixianlou' is not as good as 'Yipinxiang', but it has nothing to do with restaurants. It is the essence of making dishes!"
Everyone is very interested, listen carefully.
Wen Shouzheng continued: "Brother Gao, I'm not saying that your braised pork is not good. In terms of taste alone, you are definitely far above the little girls and apprentices, but you haven't grasped the true meaning of braised pork. This Braised pork is a folk dish, not a treasure for the dignitaries. During the Zhou Dynasty, the folks raised more pork pigs, but the rich disdain to eat them, and the poor can’t cook them. This braised pork is to bring out the taste of pork To the extreme, the oil is heavy and the taste is strong, and the farmhouse method is the best. It is the most enjoyable to pour the soup with roasted meat and rice. This guest officer’s original intention is to eat this kind of refreshing way. Brother Gao, look, you This braised pork dish was cooked too delicately, without any oily color, and the soup was lean, and probably a lot of side dishes were added to relieve the greasiness when cooking the meat, but it was self-defeating and lost the essence of this braised pork."
Chef Gao was stunned and muttered to himself. After a while, he suddenly bowed to Wen Shouzheng and sighed: "Chef Wen, you really deserve the reputation of being the number one chef in Zuixianlou. I admire you! Today's event In the competition, although it was a draw, I, Gao Yunpeng, lost, and I am convinced! Gao is willing to bet and admit defeat, and here is a copy of the ancestral recipe!"
After Chef Gao finished speaking, he took out a yellowed leather scroll from his arms with both hands, and presented it to Wen Shou.
"How does this happen?" Wen Shouzheng tried to evade again and again, but refused to accept it.
"It's not for you, it's for the girl! Your daughter, it's not easy, and your apprentice is not easy either!" Chef Gao smiled and sent him off again.
Wenrou accepted the book cheerfully: "Thank you Chef Gao, Rou'er is ashamed to accept it, she must study the recipes in the book carefully, and live up to Chef Gao's trust!"
Chef Gao saw Ruan Rou accept the recipe, laughed three times, turned and left, the voice came from afar.
"Chef Wen, if there is fate in the future, I will definitely come back and compete with you again!"
013 A little shameless