I work as a chef in the university cafeteria

Chapter 112 Mom, I want to eat fish soup

According to legend, the dish of Mrs. Song's fish soup was made by a female chef in Bianjing in the Northern Song Dynasty.

This female chef was famous for being good at making fish soup, and later married a husband who was the fifth eldest of the Song family, and was called "Song Wusao".

Song Wusao's family moved to the West Lake in the Southern Song Dynasty. In order to make ends meet, Song Wusao continued to sell fish soup by the Su Causeway.

One day, Song Gaozong took a boat trip to the West Lake, and met Song Wusao who was selling fish soup by the Su Causeway, so she bought a piece to taste.

After tasting it, Emperor Gaozong of Song Dynasty greatly appreciated the fish soup, and rewarded Song Wusao with gold, silver and silk.

After this incident got out, Mrs. Song's fame immediately rose to fame, and wealthy businessmen came to buy food one after another.

Since then, "Sister Song's Fish Soup" has become a delicacy well-known throughout the city.

This dish has been passed down from the Southern Song Dynasty to the present, and has a history of more than 800 years. After countless improvements by famous chefs, it is no longer the original taste today.

But it is undeniable that it is still a traditional dish full of historical and cultural atmosphere.

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After Jiang Yu processed all the ingredients for the pepper chicken in the side dish room, it was past 04:30.

There was only one hour left before the cafeteria opened for dinner, and Jiang Yu, Lu Shuwu, and Qian Liwei were also ready to start cooking.

The three chefs stood in a row in front of the stove, each heating up the oil in the pan, and then pouring the dishes to be prepared into the pan one after another.

The moment the ingredients collided with the hot oil, there was the sound of "sizzling" frying, the "whoosh" sound of the stove, the "clinking" sound of the spoon and the iron pan, and the "squeaking" sound of the range hood above the head. The sounds are all mixed together, forming a unique "symphony" in the kitchen.

At this very moment, the refreshing fragrance rushed to the face and penetrated straight into the nostrils.

Jiang Yu was still thinking about Mrs. Song's fish soup, so the cooking speed was a little faster today. In addition, the three dishes he cooked were all quick dishes, and it took only more than half an hour to prepare them.

As for the remaining two steamed dishes, fish nuggets with chopped pepper and steamed pork ribs with taro and black bean sauce, they have been processed long before cooking and put into the steamer to start steaming.

After he finished frying the dishes, Shen Deqing, who went to the vegetable market to buy sea bass, just came back.

"It's hard work, hard work!"

Jiang Yu smiled at him, reached out to take the bag and saw that the perch was still alive, opening its mouth in the small amount of water in the plastic bag.

He turned his head and said to Shen Deqing, "Xiao Shen, go wash your hands, replace Yan Tongtong, and let her come over."

"Oh well."

Shen Deqing nodded, ran to the sink to wash his hands, shook them vigorously twice, and then ran towards the front sales room.

After a while, Yan Tongtong came over.

Before she could ask, Jiang Yu said:

"I'm going to start cooking now. Go and ask Aunt Liu to bring Lele over. This fish soup won't taste good when it's cold."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Yan Tongtong nodded excitedly, turned around and ran out.

After she left, Jiang Yu returned to the side dish room with the fish, ready to cook.

Probably because of the improvement in knife skills, Jiang Yu killed the fish very quickly, and he slaughtered the perch in three or two strokes.

After removing the scales and gills, he took off the meat slices on both sides of the fish body, spread them evenly with Shaojiu wine and a little salt, put them on a plate, sprinkled ginger slices and scallion knots, took them outside, and put them in the steamer. The box steamed up.

During the fish steaming interval, Jiang Yu was not idle. He went back to the side dish room, shredded the winter bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, and ham, brought two eggs, and poured the egg whites into a bowl to break them up.

The prep work is done and the sea bass is almost steamed.

Jiang Yu waited for a while, then took out the steamed sea bass, poured the fish juice into a bowl, then removed the fish skin, peeled off the fish meat, and put it in the fish juice for later use.

At this point, the dish is actually only half done.

Transferring all the prepared ingredients to the operation room, Jiang Yu washed the small pot, then put the lard in the pot again.

After the lard is heated, add shredded shiitake mushrooms, shredded ham, and shredded winter bamboo shoots to fry, then pour the stripped fish meat and fish juice into the pot, add light soy sauce, Shaoxing wine, salt and chicken broth.

After the soup in the pot boiled, Jiang Yu slowly poured the water starch along the side of the pot, stirring gently with a spoon while pouring to prevent the starch from agglomerating.

After thickening the cornstarch, he poured the beaten egg whites into the pot bit by bit, and finally added rice vinegar, white pepper and other seasonings. After stirring again, Jiang Yu turned off the fire and put the fish soup into the pot into the soup bowl.

"Is this Mrs. Song's fish soup?"

As soon as the dish was finished, Lu Shuwu came over and looked around.

Mrs. Song's fish soup is also fragrant, but it is not like the dishes such as pepper chicken and roasted chicken feet with dried plums and vegetables. The aroma is so strong that it makes people swallow.

Its fragrance, like its dishes, is very light, and you can only smell it when you get close.

After observing for a while, but couldn't see anything, Lu Shuwu couldn't help asking,

"Boss, when you made this dish, I didn't see you put sugar, but I saw you put vinegar. How could it be sour and sweet?"

"Why don't you try it?"

Jiang Yu glanced at him, grabbed a few coriander leaves from a basket on one side, and put them into the fish soup.

Lu Shuwu looked at the bowl of clear soup in front of him again, shook his head after thinking about it, and said with an awkward smile:
"Uh, forget it, forget it, I won't rob others."

At this moment, Yan Tongtong ran in sweating profusely, and said out of breath:
"Senior brother, someone is here."

"Oh, that's good. It just so happens that Mrs. Song's fish soup is ready, so I'll bring it over."

Jiang Yu responded, put the big bowl of soup on the tray, picked up the tray, and walked outside.

After walking a few steps, he seemed to remember something, and said to Yan Tongtong again,
"Xiaoyan, bring over two clean small bowls and two small spoons."

"Oh well."

Yan Tongtong nodded, ran over to get the bowl and spoon, and followed Jiang Yu out.

Lu Shuwu watched Jiang Yu disappear around the corner with the fish soup in his hand, couldn't help but smacked his lips, and said loudly to Qian Liwei who had just finished cooking:
"Awei, take out all the dishes, the business will start soon!"

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Seven canteen hall.

As soon as Liu Shurong came in with her son Wu Wenle, she was startled by the scene in front of her.

Didn't it mean that the cafeteria doesn't open until 05:30?

It's not even five o'clock yet, and there are so many people queuing up in the cafeteria!

Moreover, on the road outside, it seems that there are still many people rushing here.

It seems that the live broadcast internet celebrity is really not lying. The food in this cafeteria is really delicious. Otherwise, why would the students rush here?

Liu Shurong's heart was full of hope again. I hope that the dishes made by Boss Jiang can really stimulate his son's appetite. As long as his son is willing to eat, his anorexia may be cured!
With this expectation in mind, the mother and son came to the dining area and found a corner seat and sat down.

Not long after she sat down, Liu Shurong saw Jiang Yu was holding a tray in his hand with a big soup bowl on it, walking towards him slowly.

Behind him, Yan Tongtong followed closely with a bowl and a small spoon.

Liu Shurong felt excited and stood up quickly.

Not long after, Jiang Yu put a large bowl of Mrs. Song's fish soup on the table in front of their mother and son, and said with a faint smile:

"Sister Song's fish soup is ready, I don't know if Lelexi likes it or not?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Wu Wenle who was sitting on the side.

Wu Wenle sat weakly on the seat, raised his eyelids and glanced at the bowl of fish soup exuding a faint fragrance, then looked away again.

Obviously, he had no interest in Jiang Yu's cooking.

The smile on Liu Shurong's face froze for a moment, and it took a long time to recover, and she also turned her head to look at the steaming bowl of fish soup.

This fish soup is bright in color, gray and black shredded shiitake mushrooms, pale white bamboo shoots, and meat-red ham shreds, sinking and floating in the thick soup, coupled with emerald green coriander leaves, the color is fresh and elegant, like The south of the Yangtze River in a painting vividly shows the delicate and graceful dishes of Qiantang.

But this fish soup is beautiful, why is the fragrance so weak?

As a native of Qiantang, she naturally eats this dish a lot, but every time she eats the fish soup, it has a strong fragrance, which can be smelled from far away.

"Maybe Boss Jiang is not from Qiantang, so he can't make authentic Mrs. Song's fish soup?"

Thinking of this in Liu Shurong's heart, a deep sense of disappointment surged from the bottom of her heart. Just now she saw it very clearly, Lele only looked at the fish soup and then turned away, indicating that he didn't want to eat this dish.

Could it be that this time I really went to the wrong doctor in a hurry and found the wrong person?
What should Lele do?
For a moment, her heart was filled with despair.

"Aunt Liu, why don't you hurry up and feed Lele?"

Jiang Yu hadn't spoken yet, Yan Tongtong, who had been standing on the sidelines watching all this, was impatient. She took a step forward, picked up a bowl, and gently stirred the thick fish soup with a spoon, one spoon at a time. He scooped it into the bowl and continued in his mouth,
"This fish soup tastes good when it's hot, but it won't taste good when it's cold."

The fish soup originally had only a faint fragrance, but who would have thought that when Yan Tongtong gently stirred it with a spoon, the heat would instantly evaporate, and a thick and seductive fragrance would hit the face.

This aroma is not only the aroma of fish, but also mixed with the fragrance of shiitake mushrooms, ham, and chicken soup. Just smelling it makes people salivate.

"Ah! This fish soup is delicious!"

Yan Tongtong couldn't help swallowing, stuck out her tongue a little embarrassedly, and said with a smile, "I'm so greedy that I want to drink a few sips!"

Liu Shurong, who was originally in a low mood, was also shocked at this moment, her eyes widened, and she couldn't figure it out even after breaking her head:
Before this fish soup could only smell a faint fragrance, how could it suddenly become so fragrant after being stirred by Yan Tongtong? !
What the hell is going on here?
"Mom, I want to eat this."

Before she could figure out why, Wu Wenle's familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

Liu Shurong was taken aback for a moment, as if she didn't hear clearly, she subconsciously asked:
"Lele, you, what did you just say?"

"I want to eat, I want to eat fish soup..."

"Okay! Mom will serve it for you!"

Liu Shurong heard it clearly this time, but her tears fell straight down like pearls with a broken thread.

These are not sad tears, these are happy tears.

She had waited too long for her son to say "I want to eat"!
(End of this chapter)