"Alas..." All the chefs sighed when they saw Wen Shouzheng dragging Rourou into the small kitchen.
Several chefs from Zuixianlou tried it in person and got together to make it together, but they failed to crack the secret of the delicious old soup, and the biscuits with the universe inside! How can a mere girl who has only learned cooking for two months be able to do it!
It must be that Wen Shouzheng took his daughter to continue researching.
Chef Wen really deserves to be the number one chef in Zuixianlou! This spirit! This perseverance!
Thinking of this, there was a surge of excitement in everyone's heart!
"Ren Yue, how does the soup taste?" Seeing Ren Yue sitting down, Mr. Songtao asked.
"Teacher, the soup is delicious, how can it be a fresh word!" Ren Yue praised.
"Oh? What about sesame seed cakes?" Mr. Songtao raised his eyebrows.
"I didn't eat the biscuits." Ren Yue smiled.
"Why? Not agreeable?" Mr. Songtao was curious.
"No, Miss Wen is in a hurry, so she came back." When Ren Yue said this, he could still see the biscuits with small tooth marks in his mind, which looked like they were eaten by a puppy, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise With a smile.
"Rou'er, tell me quickly, what's in it? How did you do it?" Wen Shouzheng just pulled Rourou into the small kitchen, and couldn't wait to ask.
"Father, it's not an old soup that hasn't ceased fire for three generations at all! It's mutton soup as the base soup, paired with fresh Angthorn soup, plus old hen soup and pigeon soup, adding balsamic vinegar and white pepper to enhance the taste, Just drink it hot, that's why it's so delicious!" Gentle listened to Wen Shouzheng's side, telling Wen Shouzheng the secrets of the old soup restaurant in detail.
"Oh? So, it's not an old soup that hasn't ceased fire for three generations, but a fresh soup with multiple layers of broth!" Wen Shou's face brightened.
"Father, I think the word 'xian' means 'fish' and 'sheep', and the old soup restaurant really knows how to do business. The soup with such a combination must be extremely delicious, and it is made with chicken soup and pigeon, and vinegar is used to enhance the taste. White pepper leaves no traces, and it is an excellent seasoning for removing fishy smell. In this way, the guests are deceived!" Rourou said carefully again.
"Liar! So many elders in Xianyang are in vain, and they still go here because of its three-generation old soup sign!" Wen Shouzheng couldn't stand the chef's deceit, of course, the abalone made in Fan's mansion that day was not counted, At that time, it was an emergency, and it was distributed to someone; now. Seeing the fraudsters blatantly stealing the business of Zuixianlou, and seeing the rushing crowd, I was even more furious!
"That's right! It's really ashamed to blow!" Rourou said disdainfully.
"Rou'er. What about the sesame seed cakes? It's also a lie?" Wen Shouzheng suddenly thought of the sesame seed cakes again.
"Father, the biscuits are really well done. They are not baked in an ordinary stove, but cooked in a casserole. It is not an exaggeration to call them casserole cakes." Rourou thought for a while.
"Casseroles?" Wen Shou was pondering over the gentle words carefully.
"No wonder it tastes good. It's crispy on the outside, soft on the inside, and slightly sweet. So that's how it's made!" Wen Shouzheng suddenly realized.
"Father, do you want to try?" Rourou could see Wen Shouzheng's eagerness to try.
"Okay!" The father and daughter hit it off!
The back kitchen of Zuixianlou. Everything you need, not to mention Chef Wen's dedicated kitchenette!
All kinds of objects are at your fingertips!
At this moment, in the small kitchen, the father and daughter did not speak too much, they just moved their hands quickly, and the tacit understanding was conveyed silently.
"The black membrane in the belly of the stickleback can be removed to get rid of the earthy smell." Wen Shouzheng instructed Wen Rou while cooking rich mutton bone soup.
"Father, I removed it a long time ago. I watch you do it on weekdays, and I have written it down!" Gently and swiftly, I put the cleaned thorn in my hand into the iron pan, fried it in hot oil, and sautéed shallots and ginger. Pour in boiling water, turn the heat to low, and start cooking the fish soup.
"Father, the hen soup is ready-made, I'll go and stew some squabs!" Rourou stabilized the fire, and bounced to get the squabs.
"This girl, your hands and feet are really nimble!" Wen Shouzheng looked at his daughter's back, and thought about the scene when her daughter begged him to learn how to cook that day.
In the old days, guessing the dishes by smelling the taste, telling the ingredients in it accurately; tasting the dishes in one bite, telling the cooking method of the dishes accurately! With such a little treasure by my side, why did I forget it just now, and I wasted a pot of wine money for nothing! Everyone is watching!
When Wen Shouzheng thought of this, he felt a little ashamed again.
"Father, why is your face so red?" Ruan Rou boiled the pigeon and was about to come over to help.
"Oh...it's nothing, it's probably because of the heat!" Wen Shouzheng faltered, but prevaricated.
After a while, the rich mutton bone soup, the delicious Angthorn soup, and the light pigeon soup were all cooked.
Wen Shou is moving away, he can't grasp this ratio well, it's up to his daughter!
Gentle and not humble, I added them one by one with a large spoon, and served with ready-made hen soup, boiled over high heat, skimmed off the foam again, added balsamic vinegar to enhance the taste, and used white pepper to remove the fishy smell, and stormed again over high heat. Just now the soup is out of the pot!
Whether it is adding soup with raised hands, removing foam, or adding seasoning, it all shows sophistication and calmness.
Wen Shou straightened his eyes when he saw it.
When did this girl learn this trick? Is it because I usually watch my cooking experience!
Obediently! Terrible!
When I was learning how to cook, my master already said that I was talented and intelligent. If my master was still alive and saw Rou'er's superb performance, he wouldn't have kicked me aside!
Wen Shouzheng thought to himself, but his face was like a blooming flower, blooming layer by layer.
"Father, try it quickly! Is it that flavor!" Rourou filled the first bowl, and brought it warm to Wen Shouzheng.
"Good soup!" Wen Shouzheng blew, took a big gulp, narrowed his eyes and praised, "That's the taste!"
"The truth is so, let's expose its old background! Let's see how it can deceive people!" Wen Rou heard this, and rolled her arms angrily.
"Wait a minute, there is still a sesame seed cake that has not been imitated!" Wen Shouzheng held Rourou.
"What's so difficult about this?" Ruan Rou turned around and looked for some ordinary flour, raised her hand to take the dough, without clearing it, directly added water calmly and familiarly, one time was in place, and then started to work with both hands, kneading and kneading. Added salt once in between.
With the effort of a cup of tea, a smooth dough stands on the hand, wakes up the dough, and shakes the dough. Roll out the skin.
A full moon-like round cake appeared under the gentle rolling pin, and some black sesame seeds were sprinkled casually with a raised hand.
Several casserole pots for ordinary cooking have been heated and placed on the stove. When the dough cake in hand is finished, put the cake on the pan, flip it over quickly, and turn both sides together.
After a while, the noodles are fragrant, and the cake surface is golden. A casserole cake prepared in the same way is now out of the pan!
"Father, take the first bite!" Gentle and careful holding a casserole cake.
"Hiss, delicious, delicious!" Wen Shouzheng squeezed a small piece into his mouth, it was crispy, fragrant, waxy and sweet.
"It's really a cake made in a casserole!" Wen Shouzheng's eyes almost popped out.
The old soup and biscuits that the chefs of Zuixianlou failed to make. He actually let the 12-year-old girl in his family copy it easily.
Tell it, who can believe it!
"Father, let's go! Let's go to the restaurant! Get the business back!" Seeing that the soup and cakes were all copied, Rourou saw that the evidence was complete, so she pulled Wen Shouzheng and was about to leave.
"Rou'er. Don't be impulsive!" Wen Shouzheng didn't leave.
"Father, if you don't leave, it will be too late! The Drunken Immortal Tower has not opened for three days, if this continues, the restaurant will be ruined!" Rourou was anxious.
"Wait a minute, rushing in like this. It seems that our Zuixian Tower is too unethical, so it's better to treat him in the same way!" Wen Shouzheng touched his chin.
"Father, you mean we also sell soup and cakes?" Rou Rou's eyes lit up.
It's fun, it's so much fun!
This is much more fun than kicking the pavilion and swearing at people!
"That's right! Let's make a sign tonight, and we'll stand it at the door! Tomorrow, we'll start selling it early in the morning! We sell three meals a day! The materials used are better than those of the old soup restaurant, and the price is lower than that of its old soup restaurant." The old soup restaurant is cheap, as long as you keep your capital and earn a little more!" Wen Shouzheng said with a smile.
"That's right! Isn't it called Old Soup Restaurant? It claims that the fire hasn't ceased for three generations! Let's call it Xianshangxian, and say it's freshly cooked, very fresh!" Wenrou immediately added.
"Okay!" It hit it off again!
At this moment, in the front hall of Zuixian Tower, Mr. Song Tao and others were about to say goodbye.
"Sir, go slowly!" Rourou walked out quickly.
"Girl, the old man will come back tomorrow! I will definitely come to praise you!" Mr. Song Tao stroked his beard.
"Sir, you have to come early tomorrow, otherwise your position, haha..." There was something in the gentle words, but she didn't say anything.
Ren Yue looked at Wen Rou, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this eccentric little girl, the more she looked, the more she looked like a naughty and cute puppy!
"Shouzheng, don't be discouraged! Tomorrow I will find some acquaintances and friends to support the scene. I can't wait any longer, old soup restaurant, you are too deceitful!" Chef Tang gritted his teeth.
"That's right, my family also has some relatives, I'll find them tomorrow, don't let them see the joke about our Zuixianlou!" Chef Zheng also added.
"No, no, everyone has been busy for a day. Let's take a rest early and get enough energy. We have to work hard tomorrow! Just come early!" Wen Shouzheng smiled and waved his hands, with a relaxed and friendly expression on his face. proud.
"Chef Wen is confused..." Zhu Zi was full of doubts and worries...
After a busy night, Wen Shouzheng carefully explained to shopkeeper Li that the lights in the Zuixian Building stayed on until dawn!
"Ren Yue, clean up, let's move back tomorrow." That night, Mr. Song Tao chatted with Ren Yue under the lamp.
"Sir, Zuixianlou's business is not good now, and the Wen family is in trouble, let's stay here to help!" Shui Mo interjected.
"Help is definitely for sure! It's just that we'll stay for a long time, so we don't want to continue disturbing, so that Wen's father and daughter can think of a way..." Mr. Songtao said.
"Teacher, don't worry, I'll take care of it tomorrow." Ren Yue replied.
On the second day, at dawn, a huge sign was erected in front of the gate of Zuixian Tower.
"Fresh and fresh, the freshest in the world; soup in soup, the best soup in Xianyang!"