I have become popular in modern times with food

Chapter 86 Experts are all sympathetic to each other

After drinking the yellow croaker soup made by Tang Yuan, Yu Jian had a slight change in him.

Smelly farts are real or still stinky farts, but cooking skills are still a bit of a skill.At least Yu Jian felt that it was much better than that Wang De of Jin Fulou.

Therefore, the masters all cherish each other, everyone is neighbors, and they can't see each other when they look up, because an irrelevant game hurts the peace and the loss outweighs the gain.

The most important thing is that Wang Ke sent him a remittance slip, and the amount of the idiot who was slaughtered was almost equal to the three-year tuition and living expenses of ten poor students.

Yu Jian felt a trace of guilt in her heart, but not much. It was just that when she saw Tang Yuan again, she didn't feel so conflicted anymore.

Although the confrontation between Chinese and Western food has come to an end, there is still an uproar on the Internet.Most of the young people who worship foreigners criticize the ancient Chinese food, but they are slapped in the face by more Chinese people with facts.

So there was a heated discussion about whether Chinese food was better or Western food was better. In the end, the father said that the public was right, and the mother said that the mother was right. Everyone unanimously decided to let the organizer hold another match. This time there is no winner or loser. Indistinguishable.

Tang Jingling smiled crookedly in the office.This was originally her plan. For things like eating, people's livelihood was what the people wanted, but it was difficult to talk about it. There was absolutely no difference between good and bad.

So this battle of yellow croaker is just arousing the interest of the audience and laying the foundation for the next project.

Moreover, she just got the signing and approval plan from the boss, this IP will be continued by her, and the funds are sufficient.This means that in the near future, she will be able to do a show of Chinese and Western food showdown alone. She has to share this good news with her husband.

"Husband, I have good news for you..."

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The biggest impact of this showdown on the Yujia restaurant is probably that there are more customers, and those who can't queue up simply wait at the door. Maybe someone can cancel it and get on it?

As soon as the two brothers of the Yu family came together, they simply stopped making reservations before the Mid-Autumn Festival, as a reward to customers, and the previous system would be resumed after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Hello, I'd like to order a Chinese-Western matchup final with water lily and yellow croaker soup." Lin Fengxu brought his mentor to dinner this time, and wanted the teacher to taste the authentic or not authentic fish soup. .

Guan Shanyue is a professor of the History Department of Jingcheng University and a well-known history doctoral supervisor. In the past two years, he has devoted himself to the study of people's livelihood issues in the annals of Tang and Song Dynasties. Eating is the most important aspect.

Another one!The waiter groaned inwardly, with an apologetic smile on his face: "I'm sorry, water bran is not so fresh this season, and this dish has been taken off the shelves. But we have new yellow croaker noodles, would you like to try it?"

"Is that so..." Lin Fengxu pondered, just as he was about to refuse, the teacher said, "Give us a copy."

It was still a wild large yellow croaker from Rao Township. At this moment, its fins were cut off, the tip of the knife was inserted from the back of the fish, and it was slowly pushed forward from the tail of the fish, and a complete fish steak was taken out.

To say that this yellow croaker noodle is a dish, it is better to say that it is a staple food, or Yu Jian got the inspiration from the yellow croaker soup of Western food.

Since ancient times, Jiangsu and Zhejiang have been the land of fish and rice, and the people of Wu are fond of fresh food. Naturally, cooking whole fish is the most suitable.Separate the fish head and fish bones, add ginger slices and shallots, fry until golden brown, cook in Huadiao wine over high heat, then add a bowl of chicken broth, cook over high heat until milky white, season and strain out the soup with a mesh sieve.Fry the fish fillets on both sides over medium heat, and then pour the soup layer by layer.

In the blue-and-white porcelain soup pot, the snow-white Yangchun surface was covered with two golden fish steaks, and the noodle soup was steaming creamy yellow, and after smelling it, there seemed to be a hint of Biluochun's tea aroma.

Guan Shanyue is an authentic Sioux City native. He has never eaten a hundred bowls of yellow croaker noodles since he was a child, and dozens of bowls are more than enough.

"Teacher, would you like to try it?" Lin Fengxu had already divided the noodles, put a large piece of fish head on the noodles, and handed it to Guan Shanyue.

Guan Shanyue silently took a sip of the soup first, which was rich and sweet, and the aroma of the chicken revealed the umami of the fish bone. Then he took a bite of the yellow croaker steak. The flesh of the yellow croaker was so tender that it melted in the mouth.Finally, he took a bite of the slender Yangchun noodles, which made his eyes widen...

This side... actually has a slightly bitter taste of tea leaves... No, it's not like this.Guan Shanyue immediately changed the big spoon, the soup base, a roll of dough, and a piece of fish meat, put a big mouthful into the mouth, full of gelatinous texture, and a sweet taste, only smelling the tea fragrance, never again. Can't get any bitterness.

He silently finished a bowl of yellow croaker noodles, and was full of curiosity about the chef. He wanted to see what kind of exquisite and exquisite heart could produce the whimsical taste here.

"Little Boss, someone is looking for it!" The waiter grabbed the curtain and shouted inside. Since the end of the game, everyone in the restaurant has a deep sense of awe towards Yu Jian. It turns out that the little boss is the great god among the great gods.

"Okay, I'll come." Yu Jian replied softly, the knife in his hand slashed the back of the fish precisely, and in an instant, the flesh of the fish was divided into two.The waiter felt that he was just a blink of an eye. How could a whole fish just become two pieces? ?
"What?! Are you the chef who makes yellow croaker noodles?" Guan Shanyue lost her expression and looked at the girl in front of her in disbelief.

If the chef doesn't come out, you don't need to call a little girl to fool yourself, right?Guan Shanyue suddenly lost a bit of goodwill towards these restaurants.

Yu Jian looked at him neither humble nor arrogant: "I am."

Lin Fengxu had seen Yu Jian before, so he pulled Guan Shanyue and whispered a few words, only to see Guan Shanyue's eyes falling on Yu Jian from time to time as the two spoke, and in the end, although he reluctantly believed, he was still a little suspicious.

"Little boss, I'm Lin Fengxu. The water-brick and yellow croaker soup you made is really delicious!" The moment he stretched out his hand, he didn't forget to praise him again.

With a smile on her lips, Yu Jian held his hand: "Thank you." After only a second, she let go.

The palm of his hand seemed to be lightly swept by the spring breeze, and then seemed to be lightly scratched by catkins. First, there was a warm feeling, and then the itch from the palm of the hand, all the way, filled his heart.

The little boss's smile is so beautiful!Just like the pictures of ladies in ink paintings, the whole body is full of unusual elegance.Lin Fengxu's expression gradually became rippling...

"This old gentleman, is there something wrong with the yellow croaker noodles?" Yu Jian asked Shang Guan Shanyue's eyes again.

Guan Shanyue rolled her eyes, stroked her drooping beard, pointed to the noodle bowl with only a shallow layer of soup left, and said aggressively, "It's not delicious! I don't think it's delicious at all! This taste , not even a tenth of Lan Tingxuan next to it..."

Lin Fengxu's eyes widened in astonishment, he...he...what is his teacher talking about? ? ?The soup pot was almost drained by him. He said that the noodles made by others are not delicious? ? ?Who can come and punch him?
How could he face such a scene alone?
(End of this chapter)