I really don't want to be red

Chapter 2015 Pickled Puffin
"In my opinion, this is not a difficult task, Miss Ferris, is your name Ferris?" An Ran said.

Ferris smiled and said, "It's a great honor that Mr. An Ran can remember my name. I'm very surprised. I didn't expect Mr. An Ran to know my name."

An Ran said indifferently: "Food is not something that can be said, but a certain skill..."

"But Mr. Griffith, the technology is very strong, he is a master."

"But he has no background!" An Ran resolutely said: "Whether the food is good or not, not only requires the chef to have skills, but also a certain background!"

"Xiazhou cuisine has been passed down for thousands of years, and the processing of food has reached a superb level. Compared with Xizhou chefs, they have higher requirements for ingredients. Only good ingredients can make good food!"

"But Chef Xiazhou is different. They are not good, but they can cook delicious food! This is the gap!"

Ferris smiled and said, "Mr. An Ran, I don't believe this anymore. We all know that the better the raw material of the food, the better the taste. This is the truth!"

Before An Ran could speak, Griffith over there laughed, "You don't know that people in Xiazhou like to eat some weird foods, such as stinky tofu and stinky fish, just like in the toilet. I don't know how to eat it!"

There was a burst of laughter from the people behind him.

Ferris nodded and said, "Mr. An Ran, although what Griffith said is not good, what he said is the truth."

An Ran nodded, "There is a gene for stinky in people's genes. You can't deny that there is only a fine line between smell and smell. Durian smells good to some people, but it smells bad to some people!"

"No, Mr. An Ran, your stinky tofu or something stinks even if someone smells it. There is nothing more stinky than this in the world!"

"Mr. Griffith, where are you from?"

"Does this have anything to do with food?" Griffith smiled and said, "I'm from Xizhou now, and I'm also from Ghana. I have dual citizenship."

Ferris said: "Mr. An Ran, out of respect for you, I don't want to comment on those foods, but I think it's really... how should I put it, it's unacceptable!"

An Ran glanced at Ferris, "Where is Miss Ferris from?"

"My father is from Ruidian, and I lived there when I was a child. It is a beautiful place."

"Mr. An Ran, please don't change the subject!" Griffith crossed his arms and said, "I'm very interested in how you Xiazhou people like to eat stinky food."

An Ran looked at it with a playful face: "As a Ghanaian adult, what right do you have to say about us?"

"What's the matter, Mr. Garner?"

Ghana and Western Continent belong to the same continent, and their cultural, living and eating habits are very similar.

When you say Ghana is actually the same as talking about Xizhou.

An Ran said: "The most disgusting food in the world is far from stinky tofu. After all, it smells stinky and tastes delicious. You have a food in Ghana that can be said to make dogs vomit after smelling it!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Griffith hardened his face, "You're insulting our culture."

"Mr. Griffith, I doubt whether you are an authentic Ghanaian adult, and I also doubt whether your understanding of food is worthy of your current status!"

An Ran said to the camera: "Gentlemen and ladies, there is a disgusting food in the world, which is absolutely beyond everyone's knowledge. If someone in Xizhou can openly challenge this kind of food, I am willing to give him [-] dollars as a reward." !"

Ferris next to him was already curious, "What are you talking about? Mr. An Ran."

An Ran spoke to the camera, "There is a fermented food in the Great Commonwealth of Ghana called pickled puffins!"

Everyone focused on An Ran's explanation.

If this kind of gourmet show didn't have the sudden incident of An Ran, the ratings would not be very high.

Because of the sudden conflict between An Ran and Griffith, the ratings of this show went up a bit.

Now An Ran has started to share popular science and gourmet knowledge with everyone, which instead makes the audience more interested.

Many people were listening attentively.

Griffith's face changed over there. As a native of Ghana, how could he not know about pickled puffins.

It's just that this kind of thing is rarely eaten in Ghana.

Not only is the method disgusting, but the way of eating it is even more disgusting. Let alone ordinary people, even extraordinary people cannot accept it.

In Ghana, it is also a small crowd to eat, but this is a fact.

Ferris said: "Pickled puffin, it doesn't sound like a problem."

An Ran smiled and said: "Let me explain the method to you first, and you can see if there is any problem."

"In the coastal area of ​​Ghana, there is a very large population of pygmy petrels, and this petrel is the main ingredient."

Ferris and the others listened with gusto, and didn't consciously nod as An Ran spoke.

"Catch the dwarf petrels, twist their necks, put them in a cool place for a day, and stuff them into the stomachs of seal corpses! A seal can probably stuff a hundred or so!"

Ferris covered his mouth and said, "Mr. An Ran, don't you need to go through treatment? For example, hair plucking..."

"No, this is the characteristic of Dao cuisine, without any processing or treatment! After putting the petrel into the stomach of the seal, the air in the stomach of the seal is discharged, the stomach is sutured, and dried seal oil is applied to the suture to prevent Grow maggots, bury them in the frozen soil!"

"This is the production process. There is no spice in the whole process, let alone any other processing steps, no matter whether the internal organs or feathers are processed..."

"..."

Just talking about this, and seeing this scene in front of everyone's eyes already made me feel very uncomfortable.

Some have shallow stomachs, and already feel a little churning in their stomachs.

This is really a bit disgusting, just put it in the stomach of the seal, and do nothing?
Then how to eat it?
Ferris said: "I'm sorry Mr. An Ran, I don't quite understand why the petrel is put in the stomach of the seal..."

"Fermentation!" An Ran said, "Using the stomach acid of seals to ferment petrel corpses, of course, in places near the Arctic Circle in Ghana, this time will take about two to three years, and warmer places will take longer to make!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and many film crews and chefs were peeking at Griffith.

You Ghanaians have too much appetite.

Ferment like this?Acid fermentation is too exaggerated.

Ferris asked curiously: "I think this so-called delicacy, if you don't deal with it in the early stage, you will definitely deal with it in the later stage. If there is no sophisticated method, how can you eat this kind of food?"

When An Ran heard this, she showed a weird smile, "Miss Ferris, their way of eating is rather strange..."

(End of this chapter)