Wang Zi'an picked up the boiled water in front of him, took a slow sip, and then nodded slightly.
"It can't be completely removed, but it can remove most of it. It just tastes better than this..."
If Wang Zi'an said that he could really get rid of it, the shopkeeper would not believe it. But when Wang Zi'an said that he could get rid of part of it, he really believed it.
What if it really works?
That's not true!
"If the young master is willing to give me some advice, I will definitely not forget the generous gift from the young master——"
Wang Zi'an was happy when he heard this and waved his hand casually.
"Let the chef from the kitchen come over -"
It doesn't matter what you dare to forget or not.
I am not short of their gratitude.
After discovering the skills of the God of Cooking, he is actually very happy that his cooking skills can flourish in all directions and let more people taste the delicious food he brings. As for whether the recipe is secret or not, he really doesn't care.
It's not some amazing black technology.
In his mind, there are countless secret recipes of gourmets from all over the world. If possible, he would really like to teach them all to others. But he is too lazy to become a famous cook, and many delicacies are limited to ingredients. It can't be reproduced.
I met him today, and the shopkeeper was quite sensible, so it wouldn't be a big deal if he just gave me some advice.
Although the shopkeeper was a little reluctant to give public instructions in this restaurant, he did not dare to disobey Wang Zi'an's wishes. He quickly asked the waiter to go to the back kitchen and call some chefs over, saying that he had hired experts who could remove the meat from the pork. The fishy smell.
But I was laughing along with him and waiting on him personally, lest I might neglect this master.
The situation of the shopkeeper's personal service here immediately fell into the eyes of all the diners, and naturally also fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man surnamed Di and several friends who were drinking together.
Someone couldn't help but secretly tugged on the sleeve of the man named Di and complained softly.
"Brother Di, when will you change your temper? Isn't it enough that you just offended the governor? You can also quarrel with others when you go out for a drink. It's really——"
As he spoke, he secretly pursed his lips toward Wang Zi'an and whispered.
"Did you see that even the shopkeeper Tang was waiting on the side personally? He might be a descendant of some powerful family, and he could offend someone for nothing. I don't think it's better for a while. You go over and toast a glass of wine and pay a little compensation. , so as not to be remembered..."
"What's there to apologize for? I, Mr. Di, don't want others to slander the Marquis of Chang'an——"
Yes, I didn’t say it!
Seeing this dear man, he became excited and his voice was a little high. Even the young master at the table over there glanced at him and even smiled inexplicably at himself and others.
This dear friend suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he quickly touched the middle-aged man surnamed Di.
Brother, I was wrong, okay? I won’t persuade you anymore!
Wang Zi'an didn't know it yet, but his amiable smile had already frightened people. At this time, he was still proud of his personal charm.
Gee, it feels so good to have fans, especially ardent fans!
As an idol, shouldn’t we be kinder and more friendly to the people?
Thinking of this, he showed a more friendly smile towards this side.
This smile fell in the eyes of the man who had just persuaded him, and he felt even more frightened.
It’s over, I’m really hated by others!
Brother Di, Brother Di, your bad temper will bring you trouble sooner or later——
"Hey, Brother Di, if you have half the temper of that young man in your family, you wouldn't be in the situation you are in today with your talent..."
This dear friend is also very helpless.
When this man mentioned his son, the middle-aged man named Di couldn't help but smile.
"Brother Dong, please don't praise him too much, lest that brat get carried away by himself..."
"You can't even get ahead of him. With that kid's precocious energy, he will have a big future sooner or later. Even if he becomes an old prime minister in the future, it won't be unusual -"
When the man surnamed Di stopped talking, he was laughed back by the friends who were drinking together.
After such a fuss, the tense atmosphere at the wine table had subsided a lot unconsciously.
The restaurant was already quite lively, and they kept their voices down as much as possible, thinking that Wang Zi'an would not be able to hear what they were saying.
As everyone knows, the prince now has eyes and ears in all directions and heard their conversation clearly.
However, seeing that the topic had shifted away from him and started talking about the son of the middle-aged man named Di, they diverted their attention.
Smart, precocious children are everywhere, with nothing to pay attention to.
Whose child, when he was young, was not a clever little kid in the eyes of his parents!
They all feel that their children are very smart and sensible, and will have great potential sooner or later.
Only later, after being slapped in the face time and time again by my own child, did I slowly understand that my child was really my biological child.
Just like your own bear: rotten wood cannot be carved!
The shopkeeper was willing to wait on him carefully. Wang Zi'an knew that this guy wanted to get the secret recipe to remove the fishy smell of pork from him, so he didn't take it seriously.
If you want to stand, just stand.
He turned around and went to eat with Su Su, Yu Zhang and the little girl Wu Zetian.
He didn't touch the plate of Dongpo Pork, but he took a few bites of the other dishes.
That smell can only be said to be very disgusting——
Mostly cooking.
Occasionally, there are a few dishes. Although I followed the instructions from Chang'an and started frying them, after all, there is no guidance from famous teachers and there are not so many kinds of condiments, so the taste is very average.
However, it can be regarded as a characteristic of Jizhou.
If possible, he would be willing to try the flavors of dishes from various places. After all, this is also a part of the Tang culture.
If you are interested in visiting that day, you might be able to try the Tang version of "A Bite of China" to summarize the characteristics of the food in various places.
The waiter walked quickly and soon invited several chefs who were busy in the kitchen.
When several chefs heard that someone knew how to remove the fishy smell from pork, they thought their shopkeeper had hired an old chef from somewhere, so they quickly put down their work and hurried over.
Unexpectedly, when I arrived, I was dumbfounded.
Are you sure you're not kidding?
This young master’s demeanor has nothing to do with being a cook!
It’s not related at all, okay——
Wang Zi'an didn't care about the surprise on their faces. When he saw them coming, he pointed at the braised pork on the table with only two chopsticks moved and said casually.
"You have learned quite well, the color is okay, and the taste is just okay. It's just that when it's oiled, it takes a little longer, and the meat is a little aged. In addition, the brown sugar you use has too many impurities and is not pure enough, destroying the original Taste--"
At his level, there is no need to taste it in person. Just take a look and smell it, and you will know what the quality of the dish is and what went wrong.
The chefs who were initially disapproving suddenly showed serious looks on their faces as soon as Wang Zi'an said these words.
There is no way, someone hit the nail on the head with just one sentence.
This is really a great expert!
Even if you are not a master of cooking, you are still a gourmet who has really tasted Dongpo Pork.
"May I ask this gentleman, what kind of sugar should be used for this meat to improve its taste?"
A middle-aged chef who looked a little older bowed his hand to Wang Zian with a look on his face.
Generally, people who play technology have this kind of virtue. As long as you are better than him, he will admire you. If you don't understand shit, it's not easy to gain their real respect.
"Rock sugar - rock sugar produced by Chang'an Lin'an Sugar Company - by the way, the production of this thing is insufficient now, and our own restaurants are not enough. If you want to use it, I'm afraid it will have to wait for a while. But it’s coming soon. If you are interested, you can always pay attention to the news in Datang Evening News. When the time comes, I will have someone tell me about it..."
Datang Lin'an Sugar Industry!
Yes, although this trading company has not yet been officially established, Wang Zi'an has already made plans.
The sugar industry was handed over to Cheng Ying'er, and the cosmetics, Changle and Gao Yang had been busy all winter, and they were handed over to Changle's girl.
It can be regarded as one for his two women, one for each.
Although Wang Zi'an didn't say much, it made the old shopkeeper who was listening change his expression drastically.
Our own restaurant is not enough?
So, is this the legendary man?
The old shopkeeper looked Wang Zi'an up and down, combined with the legends spread from Chang'an, and then he became more and more sure of his guess. After all, it is rare to see such a handsome man, let alone this one. He was also proficient in gourmet food, and he bowed his hands towards Wang Zi'an and others with fear.
"Dare you ask Mr. Gao's name?"
"The surname is Wang——"
Wang Zi'an replied casually.
But the old shopkeeper was shocked.
"I dare to ask the young master, but in front of the Marquis of Chang'an?"
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but glance at him and nodded with a smile.
You have some skills, you can guess all this!
However, he just didn't want to keep a high profile, and he didn't want to hide his head or show his tail. There were already cars and horses on the border of Cangzhou, not to mention that he had left the border of Youzhou and entered Jizhou.
Upon seeing Wang Zi'an admitting, the old shopkeeper and several chefs suddenly became excited.
In the world today, who doesn’t know the Marquis of Chang’an?
Especially those of them who own restaurants, they almost worship Wang Zi'an as their ancestor!
Nowadays, six major restaurants, including Chang'an Hongsheng, Binzhi, Tingtao, and Juyou, are leading the new cuisine. With the popularity of the Tang Dynasty Evening News, it is becoming popular throughout the Tang Dynasty.
Who doesn't know now that the handsome and unparalleled Marquis of Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty was one of the owners of these six major restaurants and the founder of this new style of cuisine?
When it comes to gourmet food, they have broken into a new world that has never been seen before. When it comes to gourmet food, they are like a grandfather.
Therefore, upon hearing this, the old shopkeeper and several chefs suddenly dwarfed.
"I have seen the Marquis of Chang'an——"
I was more excited and my voice was a little louder.
"What? Marquis of Chang'an!"
There were quite a few people on the surrounding tables paying attention to what was going on here, and they would secretly look around here from time to time.
There is no way, no matter how big or small, there are all handsome men and beautiful women on this table!
Each one looks better than the other!
If Wang Zi'an and others hadn't noticed that he was an extraordinary person, rich or noble, and had a lot of guards who didn't look easy to mess with. Even the shopkeeper was always waiting carefully by his side, someone would have come up to chat with him. .
At this time, when I heard Shopkeeper Tang and several chefs call out the three words Chang'an Hou, I was immediately excited.
Marquis of Chang'an!
At this time, even the people at the table with the middle-aged man surnamed Di heard it.
Several people looked at each other, a look of fanaticism suddenly showing in their eyes.
They had vaguely heard some rumors among the people, saying that Prince Chang'an was stationed at the border between Cangzhou and Jizhou, single-handedly massacred hundreds of elite cavalry, and was so ferocious that he had now entered the territory of Jizhou.
Even many restaurant storytellers have made up new plots.
It is said that Wang Zi'an was over ten feet tall, with a green face and fangs, a tiger's back and a big mouth. He especially loved to eat human flesh and swallow human blood.
A pair of arms has the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, and is brave enough for all men.
Of course, this thing is just a joke.
Not to mention storytellers, even the biographies of heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties serialized in the Datang Evening News have similar descriptions. Therefore, even a middle-aged man named Di who is upright and an enthusiastic fan of Wang Zi'an will not really follow these stories. A Kuhaha who relies on storytellers to make a living cares about this.
It's just a storyteller and opera singer. If you really take it seriously, you'd be crazy.
But what they didn't expect was that Wang Zi'an actually appeared here.
And he also interacted with them.
This time, there was no need for anyone to persuade him. The middle-aged man Brother Di stood up directly, walked quickly to Wang Zi'an's table, and bowed deeply to Wang Zi'an.
"Xia Guan Jizhou Sima Di Zhisun met the Marquis of Chang'an——"
Dickson?
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but frown slightly, as if he had heard this name somewhere.
But where exactly it is, I have no idea.
However, even so, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but take a closer look at him. In the entire Tang Dynasty, the person who can leave an impression in his mind must be more or less a person.
Otherwise, those netizens of later generations would not be too lazy to tease such a character.
Wang Zi'an stood up and returned the salute very politely.
After all, this is his biggest fan.
Shopkeeper Tang on the side was shocked when he heard that this tough-headed middle-aged scholar was the Sima of Jizhou who had just taken office.
The Marquis of Chang'an must be supported, and this master must be supported even more.
After all, no matter how awesome the Marquis of Chang'an is, he is just a passing god, but this man is a real parent official, the kind who can easily strangle a small person like himself to death.
Di Zhisun obviously had no intention of arguing with the shopkeeper. At this time, his heart was replaced by the ecstasy of meeting the Marquis of Chang'an.
The legendary figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and many people couldn't help but look here frequently. There were also some who thought they were famous in Jizhou and tried to get up and come over to look familiar.
When Wang Zi'an saw this posture, he had to stand up with a wry smile.
Come on——
I feel uneasy eating this meal!
If I had known earlier, I would have kept a low profile——
There was no need to delay any longer. Wang Zi'an originally wanted to give some more advice, but seeing this attitude, he asked the shopkeeper to bring him a pen and paper and quickly wrote him a small recipe.
It’s not really a secret recipe.
It is actually difficult to completely remove the fishy smell from pork. But soak both sides with more water, and then marinate with cooking wine, ginger, star anise and other spices, the situation will be much better.
Although Jizhou does not have its own specially prepared cooking wine for purchase, if you use white wine, it can barely be substituted.
What's more, Wang Zi'an didn't expect them to last long.
After all, according to Li Shimin's progress in promoting pig farming, it is estimated that the new pig farming will soon spread here.
By then, if the pork no longer smells fishy, who will still use it?
Shopkeeper Tang and several chefs received the prescription, but they regarded it as a treasure and thanked them profusely.
