Datang start shocked Li Shimin

Chapter 628 Wu Zetian: My Little Junior Brother Di Renjie
Wang Zi'an picked up the boiled water in front of him, took a sip slowly, and then nodded slightly.

"It can't be completely removed, but most of it can be removed, but it tastes better than this..."

If Wang Zi'an said that he could really get rid of it, the shopkeeper didn't quite believe it, but when Wang Zi'an said that he could get rid of part of it, he really believed it.

What if, really?
That's not posted!
"If the young master is willing to give some pointers, the little old man will never forget the generous gift from the young master—"

Wang Zi'an was amused when he heard the words, and waved his hands casually.

"Let the master of the back kitchen come over—"

It doesn't matter what you dare to forget or not.

I am not short of their gratitude.

Having learned the skills of a chef, he is actually very happy that his cooking skills can flourish in all directions, so that more people can taste the delicacies he brings.As for whether the secret recipe is not a secret recipe, he really doesn't care much.

It's not some great black technology.

In his mind, there are countless secret recipes of gourmets from all over the world. If it is possible, he is really willing to teach others all these, but he is too lazy to make himself a famous cook, and many delicacies are limited by materials. It cannot be reproduced.

I met him today, and the shopkeeper is quite sensible, so it's not a big deal to just give a few pointers.

Although the shopkeeper was a bit reluctant to publicly give advice in this restaurant, he didn't dare to disobey Wang Zi'an's intentions, so he hurriedly called Xiao Er to the back kitchen to call some chefs over, saying that he had invited a master to remove the meat from the pork. fishy smell.

And he was laughing with him and serving him personally, lest he might neglect this master.

The situation of the shopkeeper's personal service here immediately fell into the eyes of all the diners, and naturally also fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man surnamed Di and several friends who were drinking together.

Someone couldn't help but secretly tugged on the sleeve of the man surnamed Di, and complained softly.

"Brother Di, when will you change your temper? Isn't it enough to offend Lord Inspector just now? Go out for a drink, and you can quarrel with others, really—"

As she spoke, she pouted secretly towards Wang Zi'an, and said in a low voice.

"Did you see that, even the shopkeeper of the soup is personally serving at the side, maybe it is the son of some powerful family, what did he do to offend people for no reason--I think it's better to go over and toast a glass of wine for a while, and pay a little compensation , so as not to be remembered by others..."

"Is there anything to make amends for? I, Di, don't want anyone to slander Marquis Chang'an—"

Well, I didn't say anything!

Seeing this man, he was excited and his voice was a little high, even the young master on the table over there glanced at him, and even smiled at himself and others inexplicably.

The man's heart shuddered immediately, and he quickly teased the middle-aged man surnamed Di.

Brother, I was wrong, okay, I don’t persuade you anymore!

Wang Zi'an still didn't know that his self-confessed amiable smile had already scared people, and he was still proud of his personal charm at this moment.

Tsk, it's great to have fans, especially fanatical fans!
As an idol, shouldn't we be more kind and close to the people?
Thinking of this, he showed a more cordial smile to this side.

This smile fell into the eyes of the man who persuaded him just now, and he felt even more terrified.

It's over, I'm really hated!
Brother Di, brother Di, you have a bad temper, sooner or later you will get into trouble——

"Hey, brother Di, if your temper is half that of your family's eldest son, even with your talent, you won't be in the situation you are today..."

This man is also very helpless.

Hearing this mention of his son, the middle-aged man surnamed Di couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Brother Dong, don't praise him too much, lest that stinky brat float away by himself..."

"You won't be able to float even if you float. With that child's precocious energy, he will have a great future sooner or later. Even if he becomes an old prime minister in the future, it will not be uncommon—"

When the man surnamed Di couldn't speak, he was laughed back by the friends who were drinking together.

After such a commotion, the tense atmosphere on the wine table just now melted away a lot unconsciously.

The restaurant was already very lively, and they tried their best to suppress their voices, thinking that Wang Zi'an's side would definitely not be able to hear what they were saying.

As everyone knows, the current Prince An has eyes and ears listening to all directions, and he has heard the conversation on their side clearly.

However, seeing that their topic had shifted away from themselves and started talking about the son of the middle-aged man surnamed Di, they also diverted their attention away.

Bright and precocious children are everywhere, and there is nothing to notice.

Whose child, when he was young, was no longer a clever ghost in the eyes of his parents!

They all feel that their children are not smart and sensible, and sooner or later they will be promising.

Only later, after being slapped in the face by his own child again and again, did he gradually understand that his child was really his own.

Be like yourself: dead wood cannot be carved!

The shopkeeper was willing to wait on him carefully. Wang Zi'an knew that this guy wanted to get the secret recipe to remove the smell of pork from him, so he didn't care.

Stand if you want to.

He turned around and ate alone with Susu, Yuzhang and the little girl Wu Zetian.

He didn't touch the plate of Dongpo pork, but he tasted a few mouthfuls of other dishes.

The taste can only be said to be very Tang——

Mostly cooked.

Occasionally there are a few, although I also started frying like Chang'an, but after all, there is no famous teacher to teach, and there are not so many condiments, so the taste is very ordinary.

However, it can be regarded as the characteristics of Jizhou.

If possible, he would like to taste the flavors of dishes from various places, after all, this is also a kind of Tang culture.

If you are interested in coming that day, maybe you can come to the Tang version of "A Bite of China" to summarize the characteristics of food in various places.

The waiter in the shop walked quickly, and soon invited several chefs who were busy in the kitchen over.

When several chefs heard that someone knew how to remove the fishy smell from pork, they thought that their shopkeeper had invited an old chef from somewhere, so they quickly put down their work and hurried over.

Who knew that when they arrived, they would be dumbfounded.

Are you sure you're not kidding?

This young master, the demeanor of this whole body has nothing to do with the cook!

It's completely irrelevant, okay--

Wang Zi'an didn't care about the astonishment on their faces, and when he saw them coming, he pointed to the braised pork with only two chopsticks on the table, and said casually.

"You guys are not bad at learning, the color is okay, and the taste is barely okay. It's just that when the oil is oiled, the time is a little longer, and the meat quality is a bit aging. In addition, the brown sugar you use has too many impurities and is not pure enough, which destroys the original brown sugar. Taste--"

At his level, you don't need to taste it yourself, just look at it and smell it, and you will know what the quality of the dish is and what's wrong with it.

The few chefs who were originally disapproving, suddenly showed serious expressions after Wang Zi'an's words.

There's no way, they hit the point with a word.

This is really a big connoisseur!

Even if he is not a culinary master, he is still a gourmet who has really eaten Dongpo pork.

"Dare to ask this master, what kind of sugar should be used for this meat to improve its taste?"

A middle-aged chef, who looked a bit older, bowed his hands to Wang Zi'an in awe.

Generally those who play skills have this virtue, as long as you are better than him, he will admire you.If you don't know shit, it's not easy to get their real respect.

"Bingtang—the rock candy produced by Chang'an Lin'an Sugar Company—by the way, the production of this stuff is not enough now, and our own restaurant alone is not enough. If you want to use it here, I'm afraid you have to delay it for a while. But it's coming soon, if you are interested, you can always pay attention to the news on the Datang Evening News, when the time comes, I will let someone talk about it..."

Datang Lin'an Sugar Industry!

Yes, although this firm has not been formally established, Wang Zi'an has already made plans.

The sugar industry was handed over to Cheng Yinger, and the cosmetics, Changle and Gao Yang had been busy all winter, so they were handed over to that girl in Changle.

It can be regarded as two women for myself, one for each person.

Although Wang Zi'an didn't say much, it changed the expression of the old shopkeeper who was listening.

Our own restaurants are not enough?
So, this is the legendary master?
The old shopkeeper looked Wang Zi'an up and down, combined with the legends from Chang'an, and then became more and more sure of his guess. After all, such a handsome man is really rare, let alone this Grandpa is also proficient in gourmet food, he bowed his hands to Wang Zi'an and the others in trepidation.

"Dare to ask Mr. Gao's name?"

"Miangui's surname is Wang—"

Wang Zi'an replied casually.

But the spirit of the old shopkeeper was shocked.

"Dare to ask the young master, but the Marquis of Chang'an is in person?"

Wang Zi'an couldn't help but glanced at him, and nodded with a smile.

It's a bit tricky, I guessed it all!

However, he just doesn't want to make a high profile, and he doesn't want to hide his head and show his tail. He has already shown his horses and horses in the border of Cangzhou, not to mention that he has left the border of Youzhou and entered Jizhou.

Seeing Wang Zi'an's confession, the old shopkeeper and several chefs immediately became excited.

In today's world, who doesn't know the Marquis of Chang'an?

Especially those who run restaurants, they almost worship Wang Zi'an as a patriarch!

Today, the new dishes being led by the six major restaurants including Changan Hongsheng, Binzhi, Tingtao and Juyou are becoming popular throughout the Tang Dynasty with the popularity of the Datang Evening News.

Now who doesn't know that the handsome and magnificent Tang Chang'an Hou is one of the owners of these six restaurants and the creator of this new style of cuisine?
In terms of food, they have stepped out of a new world that has never been seen before. In terms of food, they are like the existence of the ancestors.

So, upon hearing this, the old shopkeeper and the chefs all fell short.

"The villain has seen the Marquis of Chang'an—"

More excited, the voice is a little louder.

"What? Marquis of Chang'an!"

On the surrounding tables, there were already many people paying attention to the movement here, and secretly looked at this side from time to time.

No way, at this table, no matter how big or small, there are all handsome men and women!

One looks better than the other!

If it wasn't for Wang Zi'an and others who saw it, they would have an extraordinary bearing, either rich or expensive, with a lot of guards who don't look easy to mess with, and even the shopkeeper has been carefully waiting by his side, someone would have gone up to strike up a conversation .

At this moment, when shopkeeper Tang and several chefs directly called out the word Chang'anhou, they were immediately shocked.

Chang'an Hou!
This time, even the people at the table with the middle-aged man surnamed Di heard it.

Several people looked at each other, and a look of fanaticism suddenly appeared in their eyes.

They also faintly heard some rumors in the market, saying that Prince Chang'an was on the border between Cangzhou and Jizhou, and single-handedly massacred hundreds of elite cavalry with a fierce force, and now he has entered the border of Jizhou.

Even storytellers in many restaurants have already compiled new plots.

It is said that Wang Zi'an is taller than ten feet, with a blue face, long teeth, a thick back, and a big mouth. He especially loves to eat human flesh and blood.

A pair of arms, with the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, and the courage of a thousand men.

Of course, this thing is just a joke.

Not to mention Mr. Storyteller, even the biography of heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties serialized in the Datang Evening News has similar descriptions, so even if a middle-aged man surnamed Di is straightforward and a fanatic fan of Wang Zi'an, he will not really go with a few A bitter haha ​​who relies on storytelling for food to care about these.

It's just storytelling and singing, if it's true, it's crazy.

But what they didn't expect was that Wang Zi'an actually appeared here.

And also interacted with them.

This time, there was no need to be persuaded, the middle-aged man, Brother Di, stood up straight, walked quickly to Wang Zi'an's table, and saluted Wang Zi'an deeply.

"The lower official Jizhou Sima Di Zhixun met the Marquis of Chang'an—"

Dickerson?
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but frowned slightly, as if he had heard this name before.

But where it is, I have no impression.

However, even so, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but look at him carefully.In the whole Tang Dynasty, it is more or less a person who can leave an impression in his mind.

Otherwise, those sand sculpture netizens in later generations would not bother to pull such a character.

Wang Zi'an got up very politely and returned a salute.

After all, this is his die-hard fan.

Shopkeeper Tang at the side was startled when he heard that this powerful middle-aged scholar turned out to be Sima Jizhou who had just taken office, and hurried over to greet him.

The Marquis of Chang'an has to hold it, and this master has to hold it even more.

After all, no matter how awesome the Marquis of Chang'an is, he is still a passing fairy, but this master is a real parent official, the kind who can strangle a small person like himself to death.

Di Zhixun obviously had no intention of haggling with the shopkeeper, and at this moment his heart was replaced by the ecstasy of meeting Chang'an Hou.

The legendary figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and many people couldn't help but look here frequently, and some, who thought they were a bit of a face in Jizhou, tried to get up and come over to make a familiar face.

Seeing this posture, Wang Zi'an could only stand up with a wry smile.

Got it-

This meal is uneasy!

If I had known earlier, it would be better to keep a low profile——

There was no need to delay any longer, Wang Zi'an originally wanted to give some pointers, but seeing this posture, he asked the shopkeeper to bring a pen and paper, and quickly wrote him a small prescription.

In fact, it is not a secret recipe.

It is actually difficult to completely remove the fishy smell in pork.But soak both sides with clear water, and then marinate with cooking wine, ginger, star anise and other spices, the situation will be much better.

Although Jizhou does not have its own cooking wine to buy, but if you use white wine, you can barely substitute it.

What's more, Wang Zi'an didn't expect them to use it for long.

After all, according to Li Shimin's progress in promoting pig raising, it is estimated that the new type of pig raising will soon spread here.

By then, the pork will no longer have a fishy smell, who will use this?

The soup shopkeeper and several chefs got the prescription, but they regarded it as a treasure, thank you very much.

(End of this chapter)