"When it comes to traveling around the world, Brother Han has gone further than me. I will have to support and support the younger ones in the future." Yun Zhong smiled slyly, took the tea cup in front of Han Xi who was in a daze, and filled it with wine.
Han Xi came back to his senses and couldn't help but laugh. Both of them knew that these were so-called polite words, and they were just meant to be a joke.
"Take one?" Han Xi raised his glass.
"That's inevitable." Yun Zhong also raised his glass.
After drinking the first glass of wine, the waiter had already brought the first dish, which was fragrant.
This dish is called Bohua Goose, and it is a famous dish that has been popular in Mocheng for many years. It is made from shrimp and crab meat paste and kneaded into a puree, then garnished with tuberose to enhance the flavor, and the young goose is steamed and cut into sections. Cover it with shrimp and crab paste and place it in a bowl.
After dozens of processes, the taste is very rich, and because the shrimp and crab meat paste is extremely difficult to form, it requires superb knife skills to make the shrimps stick together continuously. Therefore, the flavor of this dish is layered, and there is something new with every chopstick. It is called Baihua Goose.
The little waiter wanted to show off and explain the origin and process of this dish in order to please the master and allow him to go back and rest for ten and a half months.
He never thought that these two strangers, who were chatting and laughing just now, would not care about listening to him at this moment. They struck so quickly that he, a shrewd person who always prided himself on being smart, could not see clearly when the two of them took action. bamboo chopsticks.
Among the two of them, Yun Zhong had no idea that this dish could be so exquisite. Moreover, he hadn't eaten a grain of rice for half a while and had been feeling greedy for a long time. Now that he smelled the extremely strong aroma of Bo Hua Goose, he didn't care about anything at all. Be polite and eat with chopsticks. In comparison, Han Xi was not much better. He had only seen the old man's extremely handsome sword skills before, but he never thought that the taste of this bowl of goose was so mellow. After wandering for a long time, his stomach was empty, so he He also moved his chopsticks along with the young man and had a hearty meal.
It's a storm.
The waiter was stunned, and a whole goose had already entered the belly of these two reincarnated wild animals, and not even a bit of shrimp paste was left in the bowl.
"You two, the shopkeeper of our Tiaochun Tower has personally set the rule that all diners who come to dine must listen to the origin of the dish and the cooking process. If you don't listen, this dish will be a farewell dish. . Before the little one opens his mouth, you two have already eaten to your heart’s content. I’m afraid that when the shopkeeper comes to ask about it later, the little one won’t be able to explain.”
When these words came out, the young man actually had some selfish motives.
He was somewhat opposed to this rule. The restaurant had always been an open-door business, and he just wanted to serve diners comfortably, so why bother to explain the reason to others. This move is not pleasing in the first place, and the business is bleak. Wouldn't it make the family more and more desolate as time goes by? So I kept an eye on it at the moment and didn't say anything to death.
Although the waiter lives in the city, he has been apprenticed to a teacher since he was a child. Therefore, it is somewhat unreasonable to ask his family for silver. Moreover, he has lost his reputation, so he does not have much money on hand. The words he just said were clearly telling these two people that they had violated the rules, but the hidden meaning behind the words was that they wanted to get some benefits.
But before Yun and Han could talk to each other, an old man walked out of the kitchen. He glanced lightly at the young people waiting in the hall, and then said loudly, "You two dress with accents. It seems that you are not from this desert city. What are you talking about?" Considering the trivial rules and regulations, it is naturally inappropriate, no problem." Unlike the old man with a snow-colored head, his voice was as bright as a bell, and he was extremely tall. He was about eight feet away, with a bear's shoulders and a tiger's back. A master who is close to the chef, he has the courage of a martial arts practitioner.
The old man pushed the young man, strolled forward, and sat down next to the young man. Then he nodded to the two of them, picked up the teapot, and washed the waste shrimp and crab shells off his hands very carefully.
"Thank you, shopkeeper." Han Xi licked the corners of his mouth and cupped his fists slightly. He had met this old man not long ago, and his knife skills could be regarded as psychic. A piece of fish that was already very thin, when this old man got it, he cut it into dozens of slices, and the slices were like cicadas. Transparent as wings.
"As soon as the old man stepped into the restaurant, I could see that the two of you were people who had made a career in the world. Even if they changed their clothes, I could tell that this spirit was not comparable to those rotten scholars in the city." To a stranger's ears, these words were quite polite, but coming from this old man's mouth, they sounded very natural. After saying this, the old man smiled slightly and said, "Since he is a charlatan, there is no need to be polite for such a trivial matter. On the contrary, I have to apologize for the incompetent disciple."
Watertight.
At this moment, Yun Zhong thought for a moment, but he still said, "Old man, I don't know something, please give me some advice."
The old man laughed loudly, "Young man, don't ask me any questions now, why don't you let me guess?"
Yunzhong nodded, smiled and said, "Please tell me."
"The first thing is why we have to tell the origin of this dish." The old man tilted his head and said to the young man, "Is your guess correct?"
Yunzhong nodded again.
"The second thing is why no one cares about the excellent furnishings in the house, right?" the old man asked again.
Yunzhong nodded again.
"That's alright, I just need to answer these two questions together."
Han Xi frowned without any trace.
At this moment, a woman walked out of the stage downstairs. She really had a sweet smile and a charming look. Coupled with a red dress, she really looked stunning.
"It's a long story. You two have those bowls of flowers and geese on your belly. If you are not very hungry and thirsty at this moment, and the actor downstairs is already on stage, why not just accompany the show and listen to the old man slowly say Come."
Later, Yunzhong remembered what the tall old man said for many years.
He said that the girl singing downstairs was his daughter, and she would learn to sing and dance from him, learn how to use a knife, and learn these old dishes that have been available in Mocheng since ancient times.
It is said that nowadays it is no better than in the past, the older generation goes there more or less, but today's young people are not willing to hear about the grievances and grievances in this tripe opera, so tripezi opera, like those old dishes, gradually becomes unpopular.
He said that he just wanted to let more people listen to Danzi Opera before he died, and to let more people remember the origins and stories of the dishes that his ancestors and elders ate.
It is said that the old man is already in his twilight years. He may not know which year or month his legs were blocked. This old fate must be handed over to the king of hell. Although he can still hold the kitchen knife, his hands are trembling. It is difficult to write it down. The words are even more skewed and trembling for no reason.
People today, whether they are doing business or staying in a hotel, are willing to judge the quality from the appearance and the plaque, but most of them don't delve into the grandeur and magnificence of the interior.
Sooner or later, my daughter will leave the court, but who can pass these two skills on to?
There was silence everywhere except for the sound of women singing and dancing, accompanied by the sound of the rain.
Summer is coming to an end, but the willow branch outside the window has no new buds.
