"Sir, don't worry. My master is the heir to the authentic Shandong cuisine and is a direct disciple of the Fushan Gang in the Eighth Building in the capital..." Xiao Hai said immediately with all his family treasures.
If Liang Yiming heard his young apprentice Xiao Hai playing nonsense for him in front of guests, he would have to punish him again.
Zhou Sen has no research on Shandong cuisine, but he has heard of the Eighth Building in Beijing, Dongxing Building, Fengze Garden, Tongheju... they are all.
He has also heard of some classic dishes in Shandong cuisine. This story is about fireworks in the world. Eating is inseparable in a person's life.
As a qualified writer, even if he has never eaten it, it does not prevent him from doing some research in this area.
“Do you have sea cucumber fried with green onions?”
"Yes!" Xiaohai hesitated for a moment, but immediately nodded in agreement.
"Okay, sea cucumber fried with green onion, and a first-grade tofu, fried double crispy in oil, and let's cook another fish. What kind of fish is your master good at? Is it steamed or braised?" Zhou Sen asked.
"Anything is fine."
"Let's braise it. Steaming it tastes bland. I have a strong taste." Zhou Sen thought for a moment and said, "Four dishes are enough for me."
"Okay, just wait a moment, I'll notify the chef right away."
"Don't be in a hurry, do it slowly, I can wait for this delicious bite." Zhou Sen said calmly.
"Then let me make you a pot of tea?"
"Okay, let's have a pot of scented tea." Zhou Sen didn't embarrass the other party. This is a restaurant, not a teahouse. Generally, the tea is very ordinary, but there should still be scented tea.
"Okay." Xiaohai agreed, his intuition telling him that the guest who came at noon today was very unusual.
It's a bit like trying to cause trouble.
I have to inform Master immediately.
Liang Yiming was not too busy. There were only two tables of individual customers at lunch, and the dishes were not many. With his efficiency, he could get it done with just a few moves of the spatula.
Xiao Hai came in and told Zhou Sen what he had ordered. Liang Yiming also frowned slightly. The first three of the four dishes Zhou Sen ordered were all classic dishes in Shandong cuisine. Famous dishes are famous dishes. Whether it's good or bad depends on the skill of the chef.
These three dishes are eaten by many people and are passed down in various ways. They cannot be fooled by people. If they are not cooked well, the brand will be ruined.
As for the last dish of fish, they didn’t say what kind of fish it was, they only said it was braised in braised sauce. This was considered to leave some room for it, and it was also meant to test him and let him perform on his own.
Liang Yiming has traveled all over the country and has seen a lot. What kind of gourmets have he not seen before? His cooking skills are not to mention, there is no problem with master level.
If he hadn't been too famous and deliberately concealed his clumsiness, he would have had no problem applying for the position of head chef at Houde House.
It takes time to soak sea cucumbers...
This customer really posed a problem for him, but it didn't bother Liang Yiming. The customer ordered the food to test himself. If he didn't show his skills, he would be looked down upon at first.
"Xiaohai, go and make the tea and send it over. Come and help me." Liang Yiming solemnly ordered.
"Okay, Master."
Zhou Sen is willing to wait to eat authentic Shandong cuisine, and he also has the time today.
"Sir, please take your time." Xiaohai delivered a pot of scented tea to Zhou Sen in the private room, served him some melon seeds and peanuts, and took him out.
It takes time to get the flavor of sea cucumber roasted with green onions, so this dish should be the last one.
The first course is Yipin Tofu.
Zhou Sen asked for a pot of rice wine, which was hot and suitable for drinking in winter.
The tofu is tender, fresh and salty, and very delicious. Zhou Sen is very satisfied with the meal. This "old gun" is actually a good cook. He can learn from each other in the future. He is good at southern cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine, Shanghai cuisine and Cantonese cuisine. Can.
But he can only be regarded as a private chef.
The second dish is fried double crispy in oil. The main ingredients of this dish are pork belly and pork kidneys (chicken gizzards can also be used). This dish is a famous dish in Shandong cuisine. It tests the chef's knife skills and control of the heat. The production process is not difficult, but it is rare to do it well.
The plate that Xiao Hai brought in was red and white, with an attractive color and fragrant aroma. Put it in your mouth, and your taste buds will instantly open up. It is really delicious!
Absolutely!
The third dish was a braised fish. When it came in, it looked like nothing special, just like the ordinary braised fish at home.
However, when you open the belly of the fish with kuaizi, the aroma of fish comes out. It turns out that before cooking the fish, the fish skin is wrapped in egg liquid, fried in hot oil, and then cooked over high heat. The fish meat is tender and delicious in your mouth. .
The last dish of braised sea cucumber with green onion made Zhou Sen wait for a full hour and a half before it was brought in. The person who served it was changed from Xiao Hai to Liang Yiming.
As a chef, when a customer like this came to the store who knew how to eat, he naturally wanted to come and meet him in person.
"Sir, what do you think of the food in the shop?" Liang Yiming nodded slightly and asked.
"Yes, Master Liang's cooking is very authentic, bringing out the fresh, fragrant and salty characteristics of Shandong cuisine!" Zhou Sen picked up a sea cucumber, took a bite, and praised it profusely.
"Sir, if you are satisfied with the meal, it is the honor of the shop!" Liang Yiming raised his waist slightly, with no trace of pride on his face. He was obviously very confident in his cooking skills.
"Looking at the accent, is Master Liang's hometown from LY?" Zhou Sen suddenly raised his head and asked after finishing a mouthful of sea cucumber.
Liang Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly, was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I'm afraid you heard wrong, I am from Jinan Prefecture?"
"Really? There is a place called West Lake in Jinan Prefecture, and there is a Tiegong Temple on the south bank, which is dedicated to Si Tiexuan, the chief minister of the early Ming Dynasty, right?"
"Sir, you remembered wrongly. The Tiegong Temple is in the northwest, and the Jiaxuan Temple on the south bank is dedicated to Mr. Lu Jiaxuan, a famous figure in the Southern Song Dynasty. Moreover, the West Lake is an ancient place name and is now called Daming Lake." Liang Yiming explained and corrected.
"Oh, I remembered it wrong." Zhou Sen chuckled, and the secret code was correct. This secret code should not be designed by Pishkov. It should be from the Shandong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him. He took out a piece of Wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, he said, "Master Liang, this dish was cooked well today. I'll come back at this time the day after tomorrow. I want to eat sloppy fish fillets, nine-turn large intestine, and mullet egg soup."
"Then you haven't finished eating what's on the table?" Liang Yiming asked, pointing to a small portion of the dishes on the table.
"If you don't mind, Master Liang, I'll keep it for you guys." Zhou Sen chuckled, took out the money, and said under the jug.
"Thank you, distinguished guest!" Liang Yiming said, cupping his fists.
"I will come often." Zhou Sen took out his scarf and hat, turned his head, smiled at Liang Yiming, opened the door and walked out.
An interesting young man, he turned out to be... Liang Yiming didn't ask any more questions. Since the other party didn't reveal his identity, he understood it tacitly.
"Master, that guest..." Xiao Hai saw Zhou Sen leaving and quickly ran over from the front to ask.
"From now on, whenever this guest comes for dinner, you will report to me as soon as possible." Liang Yiming solemnly ordered.
"Master, who is he?"
"Don't ask too much. Also, I'll go out in the afternoon and you can look after the store at home." Liang Yiming untied his apron and said.
"Yes, Master." Xiao Hai nodded and didn't ask questions that he shouldn't have. Xiao Hai has long been used to it over the years.
…
New stage box office.
Zhou Sen paid for a ticket to enter the venue. Because it was getting close to the opening, all the good seats were sold out, leaving only corner seats.
He didn't care, he was here to listen to the show, and if he wanted to watch people, there was really no need to waste money.
After Xiao Xiang Ning became popular, in addition to Ping Opera, he would also cooperate with other opera troupes and participate in performances of other types of music and repertoire. Of course, most of them were willing to be supporting actors, but even so, as long as he participated in the performance, can attract a large audience.
Drawing on the strengths of many artists, Jiang Rou has made rapid progress on the road of art.
She acted with other troupes, which also gave the actors of her own troupe the opportunity to perform on stage. After all, as long as she occupied the position, other actors had no chance to play her role.
Jiang Rou doesn't have to worry about others taking away her position, so any competition below is benign.
She would give opportunities to those who sang well and made progress. In the past six months, the "Lan Xin" drama club had several small actors emerging.
Drinking tea and listening to the opera, the noise in the ears is peaceful, but the heart is peaceful.
An afternoon passed like this.
After coming out of the new stage, Zhou Sen did not go backstage to look for Jiang Rou, but waited at the back door of the new stage.
After the show, as long as there is no drama at night, she will go back to Ningxiang Pavilion.
A famous actress like Jiang Rou naturally needs protection. Qin Lang assigned her a special carriage and full-time bodyguards.
The people who pick him up from get off work every day are Qin Lang's most capable subordinates.
Qin Lang's subordinates naturally knew Zhou Sen, so Zhou Sen got into the carriage first and waited for Jiang Rou in the carriage.
Jiang Rou didn't know that Zhou Sen had been waiting for her on the carriage at the back door of the new stage for nearly half an hour. When she opened the door and looked up, she was pleasantly surprised.
"Brother, why are you in the car?"
"I'm just passing by, wouldn't it be inconvenient to give you a ride home?" Zhou Sen chuckled, stretched out his hand, and pulled Jiang Rou up.
"How could that be?" Jiang Rou happily got into the carriage and closed the door.
"Xiaorou, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years. Before I went to the police academy for special training, I didn't have time to have a good chat with you. I don't know much about your situation over the years. I don't care enough about some aspects. If you don't follow It's okay, but I have to tell you, Sister Lan, that you are both women and it is easier to talk." After the carriage started, Zhou Sen said slowly.
"Brother, what do you want to say?" Jiang Rou was a little surprised and asked cautiously.
"Xiaorou, who have you met outside these years and what thoughts have influenced you? You have to grasp your position and don't make any mistakes. This is related to your future and destiny!" Zhou Sen said solemnly.
"Brother, I don't quite understand what thoughts and positions you are talking about." Jiang Rou blinked and asked.
"Young people are hot-blooded and impulsive, and can easily be bewitched by any doctrine. I don't want you to have anything to do with those people." Zhou Sen closed his eyes and said slowly.
"Brother, where are you thinking? I'm just an opera singer and I have no other skills. What else can I do?"
"That's good." Zhou Sen leaned against the window edge and closed his mouth.
Jiang Rou tested him last night, and he was testing Jiang Rou. Now it seems that Jiang Rou's identity is not ordinary. Well, there is one more person to worry about.
