Gourmet food starts from the green leather train chef

Chapter 188 Fifty years of singing and dancing, goodbye Dongfanghong

Capital intrusion is very common in any industry, and Huaxia Qinxing obviously cannot be alone. This should be the real reason why Cui Zhengshan and others are so indignant.

Zhou Zhou just smiled, he never cared about what kind of super chef.It's just that Mr. Zhang cares, Aunt Xia cares, and even Chen Yan, a silly girl, seems to care a little bit.

It was as if he was coerced by these people who cared about him to submit an application for a special first-class chef to the Huaxia Chefs Association. In fact, he can't completely blame the Huaxia Chefs Association for procrastinating. exceptional.

As for the "three meals a day" and Michelin's open and secret fights, Zhou Zhou doesn't want to worry about it. He cooks steadily to make money and fills up his father's bottomless pit as soon as possible.

Mentioning the boss's "Peach Blossom Spring", Zhou Zhou couldn't help showing a smile. Cheng Lin's master and apprentice had already arrived at Lanqing Mountain, and his parents liked Niu Yong very much, so they had the urge to regard this poor child as a godson; He has no intention of leaving, and it is said that he has already built a larger stone mill in Lanqing Village, making tofu and grinding soybean milk every day, and has even alarmed the bald people on the nearby mountains.

"Mao's Braised Pork is ready to serve."

Outside the car window is the boundless Dongting Lake. The sunshine time in summer is long. It is already 7 o'clock in the evening.

It has been a long time since he has been in the limelight in public. He is really talented. He is singing with his music partner and performing an excerpt of Liu Yi's biography in the dining car. Liu Shusheng, who is so lucky, is a serious protagonist even in online novels template, so it quickly struck a chord with some passengers.

Compared with the beautiful scenery in front of him, the delicacies in front of him, those worldly battles for fame and wealth are really nothing. Zhou Zhou opened the lid of the pot and took a sip. He was very satisfied with the ultimate meaty aroma. The braised pork that competes with the rosy glow of the lake, you know that this pot of Mao’s braised pork is ready, as long as you make sure to serve it while it’s hot, you can conquer the stomachs of passengers with one bite.

Chen Yan said that she needs to taste a piece first to have the strength to take out these braised pork. During this period of time, the business of the dining car is getting better and better. They have worked so hard and lost weight!Well, Zhou Zhou looked helplessly at her round face like a silver plate, and according to the girl's request, he personally put a piece of braised pork into her mouth.

Chen Yan blushed and went to serve the food amidst the laughter of the fat man and the others, but Li Dazui, what's the matter with you rough guy?How could she imitate Chen Meili, pouted her buttocks and opened her mouth wide, waiting for her to be fed?Zhou Zhou finally understood that this group of people couldn't get used to it, and it was time to boost his prestige as a chef, so Li Dazui didn't wait for the braised pork, but Zhou Zhou rolled his eyes, "If this continues, the bonus will be deducted." '

Under the huge temptation of the bonus, the waiters such as Chen Yan, Xiao Zhang, and Li Dazui had agile legs and feet, and they did not forget to show their footwork and waist as they walked through the tables. They were as agile as butterflies wearing flowers. When the plates of Mao's Braised Pork gently slide down their wrists and fingertips onto the dining table, they are like a plate of red agate with bright waves and flowing red clouds.

The red one is so pure and arrogant, the red one is so shocking and aggressive!
That's right, this is the most authentic Mao's braised pork, and this is the legendary 'Dongfanghong'!
"Is this the Mao's Braised Pork I've eaten?"

Wang Jiong was dumbfounded.

His personality in the entertainment circle is a "knowledgeable talent" type, but he doesn't need to rely on his face and body to make a living, and he is born with all kinds of meat, so this Mao's braised pork is his favorite.

From the cafeteria in Lvlitai to the ubiquitous Maojia cuisine in Hunan Province, Wang Jiong has eaten [-] if not [-] dishes of Mao’s braised pork. He can definitely be regarded as an expert in evaluating this dish, but I have never seen such transparent, authentic and pure braised pork.

Compared with this plate of braised pork, the Dongting Lake outside the car window, which has been covered with red clouds, seems to have lost its color and become very ordinary.

An excellent host must first learn to control his emotions. Although Wang Jiong was amazed in his heart, he did not stare at him like Chen Yuqi did. He paused his chopsticks gently on the surface and looked at the scene quietly. Su Rou and Boss Cao looked at the professionals like Mr. Zhang and Wu Jiutong. When they found that these people also had expressions of amazement, they praised: "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! I am out of the ordinary People from Hunan Province especially love to eat this Mao’s Braised Pork, but the cooking skills of Chef Xiao Zhou still amazed me, the color of this meat is so pure!
Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wu, this should be the legendary 'Dongfanghong', right? "

Praising people depends on who they are praising. Of course, Wang Jiong knows that Mr. Zhang is Zhou Zhou's biggest supporter, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a die-hard fan of Zhou Zhou.

"Hehe, okay, Mr. Wang? I didn't expect you to be an expert in shows, and you are also an expert in eating? That's right, although Dongfanghong has not appeared for a long time, but my old man can conclude that Xiao Zhou's Mao's braised pork is a legend Dongfanghong! What do you think, Old Wu?"

"Can't go wrong!"

Wu Jiutong shook his head and said: "Singing and dancing have been promoted for fifty years, and Dongfanghong has reappeared in the world!

Seeing this plate of Mao's braised pork, it seems to have returned to the era when all classes were broken, everyone was fair, and everyone was happy. I miss it so much. "

Hearing this, even Su Ruan and Cao Desheng, who represent capital, nodded their heads repeatedly, and a dish of Mao's braised pork reminded people of the great man who scolded Fang Qiu and was a man of ten thousand households.

In the era when that great man was still alive, although we were not materially rich, we were all rich in spirit. If a reporter from Zhuangdiantai came to interview us about whether we were happy or not, we could answer with certainty without much thought. he.

I'm very happy!

If possible, many people would rather give up today's "material life" and go back to that era. The girls at that time smiled so sweetly. Two thermos bottles and one enamel washbasin can marry and go home.

Wang Jiong's mind is active. If Master Zhou can agree to make a food show for him, he can choose 'Dongfanghong' as the theme for the first episode?I believe that Boss Su Rou and Cao, the "management representative", will also agree. Isn't the "three meals a day" representing China's benchmark against Michelin, which represents Western luxury, a new gastronomic revolution in the style of Dongfanghong?

Stretching out his chopsticks gently, Wang Jiong picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth very carefully.

"Oh, it's so hot and smells so good."

He just licked the top of the skin lightly, and before he could actually bite it down, a delicious taste of salty and sweet, sweet and spicy, and spicy with a rich and fatty fragrance instantly exploded Wang Jiong's taste buds
(End of this chapter)