The scene was very lively. Han Qi went back to the car to get a mask, and then followed Chef Hou inside.
Chef Hou was wearing a white shirt and a velvet jacket. His hair was cut very short, almost bald, but he was clean and tasteless. Apart from his body shape, which was similar to the chef in Han Qi's impression, he didn't have much temperament.
picture.
Walking from the highway to Xiangyan, you have to jump over a 20-centimeter ridge. Below is a flat surface similar to a drying field. Chef Hou's team cooks here. At a rough count, there are about a dozen staff members.
Looking ahead, there is an ancestral hall of ethnic minorities.
Although it was a bit late now, it was far from dinner time, and only some cold dishes were prepared and placed on the wooden board. Although there were many people, everyone's eyes were focused on the group of newcomers in front of the ancestral hall-style house.
There was only a couple of newcomers, but there were many people following them.
If we look at the modern marriage process, the group of big men in national costumes following the groom should be a group of brothers, right? The woman's side is a group of sisters.
The brother group is okay. It's just that everyone is very powerful and holds a sheathed sword in his hand, but the sister group is different.
Everyone is wearing gold and silver, and their belts and necklaces all look like real gold.
Han Qi asked Chef Hou next to him: "Are the jewelry on their bodies real?"
"It's true." Chef Hou confirmed Han Qi, pointed to the decorations on the bride's body, and said: "The belt, the gold thread on it is pure gold, I heard it is worth 70,000, and the crown on the head
It’s worth hundreds of thousands.”
"A hundred thousand?"
Han Qi exclaimed.
Wouldn’t that add up to more than 200,000 and close to 300,000?
He had always thought that Liangshan was in a poor area and everyone was very poor. He didn't expect that at a random wedding, everyone would be wearing jewelry worth 300,000 yuan. Isn't this more elegant than Tiffany and Cartier?
"Is it their own?"
"Generally speaking, this belongs to their tradition. This gold is passed down from generation to generation."
"Master, are you Han?"
"Han." Master Hou spread his hands and joked, "This is obvious!"
Well……
The accent is not too obvious.
"Do you want to get to know them?"
Han Qi shook his head: "Forget it."
He really wanted to bless the two newlyweds in person, but what if the two people didn't know him? That kind of scene would be a bit embarrassing, so he might as well just treat himself as the chef's friend and come to have a meal.
Han Qi thought about the purpose of his visit and said: "I heard from Boss Xue that you have a special craft called Eight Treasure Guinea Fowl. I wonder if I will have the honor to taste it today."
"Those of you who have read a book are eloquent in your conversation, and you are not as evil as what outsiders say you are, but this is the dish that happens to be available for lunch today."
Han Qi nodded, feeling satisfied in his heart.
It can be seen that Hou Qinfang is very popular here. There are many people saying hello around him. Some people saw Han Qi walking beside him and asked Chef Hou if Han Qi was his new apprentice or nephew.
Hou Qinfang sent these people away one by one and said to Han Qi with a smile: "Do you know what they want to do?"
"What's wrong?"
"Seeing that you are handsome, I want to take you home as my son-in-law."
"..."
Han Qi was a little speechless and touched his face, but he could only touch the mask.
Can’t you hide it?
Master Hou smiled very happily. He had a bad taste in his heart of watching a big star suffer, and continued: "Actually, it is quite good to marry into a rich ethnic minority family like them. You will not be short of house and money, and women are also good."
Very well-behaved and obedient.”
For some reason, Han Qi thought of Nan Yanzi.
This kind of obedience was not the kind of obedience Han Qi wanted. He quickly shook his head: "Come on, I'd better stay away from them."
I don’t know how many media outlets are waiting for Han Qi to make the mistake between men and women. It has been so long, and Han Qi and Ingrid’s engagement ceremony in March is still a hot topic around the world. It’s time to catch up with the US presidential election.
of heat.
When the bride, supported by a group of girls and escorted by a group of big men, walked into the building that looked like an ancestral hall, Master Hou also followed Han Qi in.
He was familiar with many people and introduced Han Qi as his friend. After Han Qi was able to chat with people here, he said: "You can take a rest here and find a seat at any of the surrounding tables.
Just sit down, they can also dance, which is very interesting.”
"I'll go with you!"
He doesn't want to dance here. Dancing with others is not as interesting as watching the making process of a delicacy.
He still has some thoughts of stealing from others.
Master Hou said nonchalantly: "That's up to you, but standing in front of the stove is not as comfortable as staying in here."
"At least it's warm." Han Qi said with a smile.
Went out together.
The helpers have already cut all the vegetables, and the necessary condiments are placed on the table in front of the stove one by one, just waiting for the master to take control of the overall situation.
The stove looked like a pile of mud. A pipe was connected to a nearby gas tank. As soon as the gas tank was opened, the flames on the stove exploded. It was at least stronger than the daily flames at home.
three times.
Han Qi stood in the distance with his hands behind his back, avoiding the oil smoke that was scattered by the wind. Sometimes he couldn't see clearly and even slightly tipped his toes.
Babao pearls, Babao are some ingredients, these ingredients are put into the belly of the chicken, and then there are pearls that distinguish it from Babao chicken. There are two kinds of pearls, one is white meatballs, and the other is green vegetables
ball.
The meatballs are pearls and the vegetable balls are jade.
Judging from the production process, it was not much different from Han Qi's impression. The only thing he didn't know now was what was used in the big iron pot.
The seasoning ratio inside is the secret recipe, right?
I have the urge to ask, but... forget it.
But this knife skill is really amazing.
When the knife is raised and lowered, the vegetables are cut neatly.
There are a total of twenty-four dishes this time, twenty dishes and four soups. The auspicious numbers are six, eight, eight, but Han Qi just saw the table where the dishes are served. It is not a separate dining table, but a long one.
It was shaped like a circle and circled around the hall inside.
When people were eating, they crowded in and sat against the wall.
The only loose place is the table directly opposite the entrance, where only the newlyweds sit.
Han Qi looked at the food for a long time and yawned.
He hadn't eaten breakfast and had been smelling the smell from the place closest to the cooking for so long. He was now very hungry.
After Hou Qinfang finished cooking, she turned around and found Han Qi still standing in the distance, so she quickly went over to call him.
"I thought you had already gone in."
"I'm not familiar with the people inside, so I'm just standing here and learning techniques from you."
"Are you still interested in cooking? Come on, come on, I told you to sit inside first, but now you have to find a seat to squeeze in. You have never eaten here. It is very different from you in the mainland.
I arrived late and couldn’t find a seat.”
Hou Qinfang took Han Qi in.
The place was in full swing, several dishes had been served, and the helpers hired by Hou Qinfang were bringing the dishes in one after another.
But the table limits them.
Fortunately, the dishes here are also very small.
The people inside reserved a seat specifically for Hou Qinfang, and Han Qi followed him and sat next to him.
Hou Qinfang poured herself wine and whispered to Han Qi: "The person getting married this time is from a big family nearby. The ethnic minorities here are very familial, so that the gap between the rich and the poor is also very big. The rich are like
In this way, the poor will not be able to uncover the pot."
Regardless of whether you are rich or poor, getting married is a big event.
Hou Qinfang has also been to weddings too many times, and the charges range from high to low. For example, the charge for this meal is relatively expensive. A table of 24 dishes costs close to 2,000 yuan, and the portion is half that of the mainland.
If you put the thumbs and index fingers of both hands together on a plate that big, you won't be able to put too much of anything.
After a few minutes, the biggest dish was brought out.
Han Qi’s long-awaited eight-treasure guinea fowl.
He held the bowl and watched the aunt who brought the food put the plate in front of Hou Qinfang.
This chicken doesn't look big, but it's two or three sizes bigger than the honey chicken sold in fast food. It should be in the stage of just getting out of the chicken. The soup is bright in color, and the white meatballs and vegetarian meatballs are just like that.
Arrange on the plate, surrounding the chicken in the center.
Hou Qinfang used her chopsticks to cut open the belly of the chicken, and all the ingredients inside poured out and flowed into the soup.
"Come and taste it?"
"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself," Han Qi said quickly.
He picked up a meatball, intending to savor it, but soon found that the people around him were snatching it away so quickly that the meatball in each chopstick was gone, and then they started eating the meat.
Hou Qinfang is the most powerful chef in the surrounding areas, and this dish is also his most famous. Everyone knows this and is grabbing it.
Han Qi ate it quickly, preparing to join the crowd to grab the food.
The meatballs are salty and have a seafood flavor.
Is it shrimp?
But it's not whole pieces of shrimp, but shrimp crushed into paste and mixed into the fish meatballs, so the meatballs are actually fish balls.
No wonder, seafood is very expensive here, so we generally don’t eat it much.
The sauce, that is, the soup in it, is also very essence, and it matches the taste of the fish balls very well, making Han Qi feel like he is tasting a Western meal when eating this.
At this time, the chicken legs were gone. Han Qi ate a piece of meat from the back. It was very tender. This is the unique meat quality of chickens. A slightly larger chicken will feel very bad when eaten in this way, unless it is put into a pressure cooker.
pressure.
When he looked up at the dish again... it was gone.
Gulu.
Han Qi swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
I just ate one meatball, one vegetarian meatball, and a piece of meat. Is this gone?
This, this, this! It’s better to eat in a restaurant, at least you can eat comfortably.
But this scent is very unique.
Han Qi licked his tongue and had some aftertaste.
"Eat something else and I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
"Thank you." Han Qi said with a smile without being polite at all.
Dozens of dishes can be eaten even without rice. There is a lot of meat, grilled meat, roasted meat, even the soup is meat, and there are only a few vegetarian dishes. From this, we can also see the eating habits around Dechang.
They mainly eat meat dishes.
The old man next to him kept toasting to Han Qi and Hou Qinfang. As the banquet went on, more and more people came to toast.
Even the bride and groom came over.
The wine is white wine, brewed by myself, and has a high alcohol content, so it is not very pleasant to drink.
Han Qi sat next to Hou Qinfang, and Hou Qinfang also had a good attitude towards him. Many people regarded him as Chef Hou's junior, and he also brought Han Qi with him when toasting. No one noticed that Han Qi was hiding in the crowd.
The big stars among them.
Hou Qinfang looked at Han Qi in surprise.
"You can drink really well."
"Fortunately, I usually don't drink."
It was two hours after the meal was finished. Hou Qinfang was helped into a room to rest. Han Qi walked around by himself and looked at the buildings here.
This ethnic minority village should be the wealthy family that Hou Qinfang mentioned. The houses are all built in similar styles. Although they are ordinary, the details are very exquisite.
I wanted to go to Dechang for a visit, but I couldn't drive after drinking. A few hours had passed by the time Hou Qinfang sobered up.
Han Qi asked: "Master Hou, where will you stay tonight?"
"What about you?" He pressed his head with a sad expression. "The wine here is very fragrant, but you can't drink too much. Alas, you will get a headache if you drink too much."
"I have booked a hotel in Dechang. Just stay in the hotel. Master Hou, do you want to know Leyue Town?"
"No, I have a house in Dechang. I can just go home and live there."
After hearing this, a person in their team said: "Master Hou, let's go back first after we pack up?"
"Well," he waved his hand, and suddenly thought of a question, he said, "By the way, let me take a look at the remaining ingredients for today. Are there any chicken and meatballs left?"
"Yes, there's quite a lot left."
"Let me see."
He walked to the truck compartment, looked for it, and came down carrying a few plastic bags.
"Let's go," he said to the employees.
He put the things in the trunk of Han Qi's car and asked, "Is it okay for you to drive? You drank so much."
"I calculated the time, and now it's no longer considered drunk driving."
Hou Qinfang got into the car and said to Han Qi: "I never thought that celebrities could be so... like us."
"It must be the same, I am also an ordinary person." Han Qi shrugged his shoulders.
Drive the car back the way it came.
There is no title for getting lost, and finally there is no need to use the navigation system when walking this way.
"Go this way." Master Hou gave Han Qi directions.
They went to Hou Qinfang's house first. Because Han Qi didn't eat Babao Chicken at noon, he brought back the ingredients and made it again.
Han Qi entered the kitchen and looked at him with a look of curiosity on his face.
"Do you really want to learn?"
"Ah, haha, is it appropriate?"
"What's inappropriate about this? I'm not afraid of you competing for business with me. Come on."
He didn't hide his secrets and gave all the secrets of Babao Chicken to Han Qi. Han Qi wrote it down in the notepad on his mobile phone and planned to go back and think of a way to try it, or could he try it here?
After dinner, it was almost ten o'clock.
Went back to the hotel again at night.
At this time, Han Qi, who had been busy all day, was no longer in the mood to go shopping in Dechang. He didn't play any games and fell asleep not long after lying down.
