"In addition, the famous novel The Travels of Lao Can has this description: The meal was served with a bowl of fish, a bowl of mutton, two bowls of vegetables, four plates, a hot pot, and two pots of wine. There are also many descriptions of hot pot in A Dream of Red Mansions. If Mr. Fan doesn't believe it, he can check these famous books."
Ye Chui spoke breathlessly, his clothes seemed to be soaked, and there was a faint mist rising from his body. This was because he had been riding a bicycle for nearly an hour.
He looked a little embarrassed, but at this moment no one in the entire hotel felt that he was embarrassed. They all looked at him with some surprise. At this moment, he was the absolute protagonist.
When Fan Hong saw him, he subconsciously felt a sense of fear.
And Han Yuyan, An Xiaoxiao, Qin Yiyue, the waiters and waitresses of Manhan Building, as well as beggars like Su Laosan, all of a sudden seemed to have their worries vanished when they saw Ye Chui. Now the situation is critical and they are facing the provocation of a seven-star hotel, but Ye Chui's arrival makes them feel the greatest reliance. With him around, no one dares to do anything to the hotel!
Among the crowd, Gao Yuesheng, Miao Shengsong and others saw Ye Chui for the first time. They all looked at this teenager of about seventeen or eighteen years old carefully. Although they already knew that the boss of Manhanlou, the guy who dared to snatch people from them, was a teenager, but now that they really saw him, they were still a little surprised, surprised that this person was so young, surprised at the kind of wonderful magic that this person carried, which made the people on the Manhanlou side instantly confident.
Ye Chui was still looking at Fan Hong, waiting for Fan Hong's answer.
However, Fan Hong couldn't say anything. Was there a description of hot pot in Lao Can's Travels? There were also many hot pot delicacies in Dream of the Red Chamber? And the poem by Bai Juyi? Although he had never read any of these, how could he refute them? It wasn't that he had no way to refute them, but the moment he saw Ye Chui, he felt timid and was completely shocked.
Since he met this young man, he never got any advantage from him. Instead, he was beaten by him one after another...
Fan Hong didn't say anything, so Ye Chui assumed that he had nothing to say.
He glanced at the crowd, pointed at the hot pot in front of the three gourmets, and walked over while saying, "It's not wrong to say that hot pot is our Chinese heritage food culture. Hot pot has existed in my country since the Eastern Han Dynasty, and was called 'Gudong Geng' in ancient times. In the Song Dynasty, hot pot was very common among the people. In the cookbook "Shan Jia Qing Gong" by Lin Hong, a scholar in the Southern Song Dynasty, there is an introduction to eating hot pot with friends. In the Qing Dynasty, hot pot was not only popular among the people, but also became a famous 'palace dish', using game such as pheasants as ingredients. There are even many hot pot dishes in the Manchu Han Banquet..."
Ye Chui talked eloquently.
When it comes to food, Ye Chui is known as the God of Cookery, because he knows everything about food. In order to study the most authentic Manchu-Han banquet, he has almost read every book that records food. He can almost recite some obscure words at will, such as the records about hot pot.
His words gradually moved Gao Yuesheng, Miao Shengsong and others.
But at this moment, when Ye Chui's image had become indescribably majestic and tall, he suddenly cried out and fell to the ground - he accidentally tripped over the threshold of the kitchen...
After pedaling for nearly an hour, my legs are so sore that I can hardly lift them anymore...
Everyone: “…”
The feeling just now might be an illusion...
"Master!" Han Yuyan and An Xiaoxiao shouted at the same time. Otherwise, how could they be called Ye Chui's apprentices? They hurried to Ye Chui's side and helped him up. Han Yuyan's face was full of concern: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"My legs are too tired..." Ye Chui said with some sweat, feeling quite ashamed. The atmosphere was so good just now, but he accidentally ruined it. He supported Han Yuyan and An Xiaoxiao's shoulders, and looked at Gao Yuesheng and Miao Shengsong: "Boss Gao, Master Miao, do you still have any objections to hot pot now?"
Gao Yuesheng and Miao Shengsong looked at each other. Miao Shengsong snorted and said nothing. Gao Yuesheng laughed and said, "Boss Ye is so young but he is so well-read. I admire him. This hot pot seems to have a great background. Then I would like to invite the three gourmets to taste the taste of this hot pot."
The three judges were originally very interested in this hot pot, and after hearing Ye Chui's talk about the delicious food, they became even more interested. Even Old Han showed a greedy look, as if he was reminded of some memories of eating this hot pot when he was a teenager.
After hearing Gao Yuesheng's words, the three judges immediately started to fight. Even Old Han came over, picked up a small bowl of dipping sauce, and prepared to chow down. Since he was the oldest among them, naturally no one raised any opinions. But at this time, the three gourmets were stunned at the same time: How should this hot pot be eaten
The three of them looked at Mr. Han at the same time.
Old Han still remembers how to cook hot pot. He put some vegetable leaves, dried tofu, shrimp balls and the like into the pot and waited for the vegetable balls to be cooked. At the same time, he picked up some mutton rolls and put them into the pot. He just waited for a while, and when the mutton changed color, he took out the mutton, dipped it in some sauce and put it into his mouth.
A look of enjoyment then appeared on Old Han's solemn face, and he nodded repeatedly: "The mutton is mellow and fragrant. It only needs a little seasoning with the dipping sauce to be indescribably delicious. Not bad, not bad, this is the taste!"
The three gourmets quickly followed suit, picking up the mutton and putting it into the boiling pot. They just flipped the mutton gently and picked it up when it changed color, dipped it in the sauce and put it into their mouths. At the same time, an expression of amazement appeared on the faces of the three of them.
In fact, when it comes to deliciousness, this hot pot is not the ultimate in deliciousness, but hot pot as a way of eating can be passed down for thousands of years, and it was almost everywhere in Ye Chui's previous life. Naturally, it has its own unique charm. It can be said that the beauty of this dish does not lie in the taste, but in the fun of this kind of eating.
It is winter now and the weather is getting colder. It is a good time to eat hotpot. It is definitely very interesting to eat mutton, beef or vegetables in the hot hotpot and put the hot vegetables and meat slices into your mouth.
The three gourmets quickly showed an expression of enjoyment on their faces, and they hurriedly put vegetables and meat slices into the pot, and they couldn't stop...
Seeing that the plate of mutton slices had been finished, Mr. Han turned around and said to Qin Yiyue, "Boy, go cut another plate of mutton slices!"
"Oh... yes." Qin Yiyue was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly agreed. He went to the refrigerator to find a piece of mutton, picked up the butcher knife and started to cut the mutton slices. He felt indescribably strange at this time...
On the other side, An Xiaoxiao had sensibly moved a chair for Ye Chui to sit on, and then Han Yuyan squatted beside his left leg to help him gently massage it, while An Xiaoxiao squatted beside his right leg to help him massage it. The two of them were so attentive that Ye Chui felt indescribable enjoyment, and the people around him who saw this scene were indescribable... envy and jealousy
Outside the kitchen hall, Fan Hong looked at the three gourmets and Old Han who were feasting on their food, as well as Ye Chui who was being supported by two beautiful female disciples, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
He felt that he couldn't stay here any longer, so he quietly walked out of the hotel, but at this moment a strong hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder. When he turned around, it was Su Lao San.
"What are you doing?" Fan Hong asked in horror.
"Boss Fan, don't forget what you just said."
Fan Hong's body suddenly straightened up as if he had received an electric shock, and his arms subconsciously trembled. He had just told Su Lao San that if An Xiaoxiao could win the competition, he would never open a restaurant again...
Although the result of the competition has not yet come, Miao Shengsong did not perform well in this competition, but the dishes of Manhanlou attracted the three gourmets and Mr. Han. Needless to say, the winner must be Manhanlou...
The hot pot was made by An Xiaoxiao. Although Ye Chui contributed to it, it was nominally An Xiaoxiao's work. How could a girl who was a little beggar a few days ago now make dishes that beat a seven-star chef? He must have been blind to reject this little girl. If he hadn't refused to take her in, how could these things happen now
He did all this by himself...
Not to mention that Su Laosan was being unreasonable, even Fan Hong himself probably wouldn't be able to forgive himself.
"I won't want to open a restaurant anymore... No, I won't stay in Yanjing anymore, I will leave here..." Fan Hong said, and then hurriedly left Manhan Building with a distraught and desolate back.
Afterwards, the Hanxiang Garden that was under renovation was closed, and Fan Hong never ran a restaurant again as he said. This is a story for later.
At this moment, Fan Hong's departure did not attract Ye Chui's attention, because Miao Shengsong was walking towards him angrily.
"When I was competing with Qin Yiyue just now, I only played 70% of my level." Miao Shengsong said coldly, "He is a junior, so I naturally have to give him some leeway. When I was competing with this little girl, I was upset and only played 30% of my level at most. You won the second game, but the third one!"
Miao Shengsong's expression even became a little ferocious: "I will be 100% serious, kid, if I lose this game again, I will resign and retire from Shenghuayuan from today!"
"Okay." Ye Chui looked up at the angry old man with an especially comfortable smile on his face, "I'm just worried that you won't be serious when cooking. If that happens, it won't be fun even if I win." (~^~)