Zhao Ying leaned in front of the window and looked down from afar.
From his perspective, he could not see the entire kitchen, he could only see the white marble floor in front of the door, and occasionally he could see Gu Xiang's silhouette.
The smoke in the kitchen was hazy and the beauty couldn't see clearly. She only felt that she was slender and quite adorable - uh, it was still very pitiful most of the time.
Although Gu Xiang held a spoon in one hand and picked up a huge pot in the other hand and gently rolled it, a crackling sound was heard, and the mutton as thin as a cicada wing was dyed with a layer of golden color.
The rich fragrance burst out, and the noise immediately broke out in the next room. Zhao Ying's gentle and affectionate little emotion was immediately broken.
Li Sheng felt quite funny and a little happy.
He has been with the young master since he was a child. Now, thinking about it, his young master was both smart and naughty when he was young, but now he is much happier.
When he was a child, he was protected by the concubine. He and His Majesty grew up eating, living and growing up together. When he became angry, even His Majesty would beat him.
Of course, the young master was also very reasonable when he was a child, but he just talked about his own principles and did not easily express his ideas, which made him a reputation of domineeringness.
Now this infamous reputation has become even worse.
Many people called him "Ye Xiao" privately. They had seen such a beautiful and likable Ye Xiao? Li Sheng was angry for a while and blinked gently, and finally felt guilty.
He no longer remembered whether anyone outsiders heard it when he complained about the young master's cunning, stingy, domineering, and very hateful.
Perhaps the young master is notorious and has to bear some responsibility?
Well, in fact, people in the world have misunderstood Ye Xiao. Ye Xiao is very beautiful, exquisite and cute.
During the storm, the first dish was delivered.
Qiuli pushed the cart, and Cherry picked up a soup basin of jasmine color from the cart. Under the soup basin was a small blue bronze stove, and firewood was lit in the copper stove.
Li Sheng took a look at the exposed piece of wood, and the material was not visible for a moment, but the slightly leaked smoke actually contained a faint fragrance of medicine.
Smelling the scent, Li Sheng felt that his heavy head was lighter. When he turned around, he saw that his young master had already bent down and closed his eyes and came closer to smell it.
Cherry smiled: "Neither, I'm going to open the cover."
As she said that, she reached out to gently lift the lid on the soup basin. First, a mist-like smoke simmered up, blurring people's vision for a moment, and then she smelled a strong fragrance, a bit like fruit and a bit like wine.
Li Sheng felt a flash in front of him, as if he saw a peerless beauty dancing on the clouds of the fairy mountain, and he heard the sound of fairy music constantly.
After a while, Li Sheng calmed down and looked carefully, there was only a pot of thick soup in the basin, with the color from dark to light, and the west side was a golden golden color, which gradually became lighter. When it reached the east side, it was milky white and clear and transparent lake color.
This color changes, but it doesn't seem complicated at all.
Li Sheng was stunned, and only heard a burst of exclamations coming from outside: "My heaven, there are people on the moon, look, there are people on the moon!"
He instinctively looked up at the window first, and saw a window of sunshine, and suddenly remembered that it was the daytime, not at night, and there was no moon.
The diners obviously talked about this pot of soup.
Only then did Li Sheng come back to his senses and look carefully. The golden moonlight was the moonlight. In the moonlight, you could see shadows, dancing gracefully, almost like fairies.
When he walked down the soup, he seemed to see the scene of a group of immortals gathering in the Yaochi, enjoying the moon and drinking tea, singing and dancing endlessly.
But this is just a pot of soup.
A gust of wind blew outside the window, and the soup suddenly moved. Li Sheng was startled and heard a few gurgling sounds. Half of the soup boiled slightly, and half as calm as before. Then a stronger fragrance came to his face. At this time, Li Sheng realized that this should be a pot of fish soup, but there was no fishy fish at all, only indescribable fresh sweetness.
The boiling noodles cracked, and a small fish with a flowery body and golden red color floated up and leaned against the edge of the pot. Zhao Ying was a little hesitant, but he picked up a small spoon and gently scooped the fish and soup into a bowl. He paid two shrimp balls in succession, and a few crystal clear soft tofu...
As soon as the fish and soup were put into the bowl, the fresh and sweet taste exploded like a life-threatening one. Not to mention Zhao Ying, who was facing them, even Li Sheng, who was a distance away, was drooling. Zhao Ying could no longer care about anything he thought, and lowered his head and drank the soup. The soup was incredibly thick and hung gently on the wall of the bowl for a long time and refused to fall. The mouth was even more smooth and delicious.
It should be said that it is not a simple fish soup. It is incredibly fragrant and can even be bitten. It is more firm than meat jelly and has a magical taste.
There are also many shrimp balls, fish balls, scallops, tofu vegetarian meatballs and other ingredients in the soup. However, although there are many ingredients, they are not messy at all, and they complement each other and only show the deliciousness.
Zhao Ying's eyes remained on the soup bowl while eating.
As a spoonful of soup was scooped out, the tofu-carved mountains, the boats carved from radish, and the small fish carved from shrimp balls and meat balls. As for the shadow of the immortal, it should be the shadow left by sunlight passing through the tofu mountain on the soup noodles.
"Will you meet the moon under the Yao platform?"
Zhao Ying exhaled gently and smiled, "The diners in the capital are so elegant, and they pay attention to color, fragrance and taste. If Gu Chu's craftsmanship appears in the capital, it will be sought after by all the powerful people in the city."
He was sighing that Li Sheng had already scooped a bowl for himself, and after finishing the meal, he started to scoop a large bowl fiercely.
Zhao Ying: “…”
He quickly lowered his head and went to drink the soup quickly. While looking at Li Sheng lightly, Li Sheng slapped his hand and never served his third bowl again.
At worst, I can come to drink alone next time, hum!
The entire Fuyun Building was very quiet. Apart from the sound of swallowing, no diner made a sound. It was a bit different from the restaurant at first sight.
The second main course has the same overbearing aroma, which is squirrel fish. The sour and sweet taste when served makes people feel very popular.
First use a flower knife to open the fish fillets, fry them gently twice with 90% hot oil, and hang the prepared sweet and sour sauce. It is simple, but it is actually very skillful. When frying fish, the meat will be broken. If the sweet and sour sauce is too thick, it will become sticky and bitter, and if it is too light, it will not taste good enough.
The dish made by Gu Xiang himself is fresh and tender at the mouth, with endless aftertaste, and is just right in sweetness, especially the fish soup at the beginning.
Then there was another kung fu dish, which looked like a plate of small bean sprouts, but it tasted unique. The fine bean sprouts contained meat and gravy.
Li Sheng was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly for a while: "Does the recipes hidden by the families who have been with great success in the capital have such dishes?"
Chapter completed!