In other words, I got a total of two pig feet for 58 yuan.
Not too big, not too small.
There is juice on the pig's feet, but the stall owner pours it on after weighing it.
The pig's feet at this price cannot be said to be expensive or cheap.
After all, this is a tourist attraction, and the rental of shops alone accounts for a large part of the cost.
And since fresh pig's feet are used here, the cost is even higher.
Li Xiao put on disposable gloves and raised the pig's feet in front of the camera.
"I just passed by dozens of Qingyan Pig's Knuckles restaurants along the way. The main reason why I chose theirs is because this one is the oldest."
"Moreover, the pig's feet here have the highest reputation."
"I just took a look at other Qingyan pig's trotters. Although I didn't taste them myself, I knew at a glance that they were fresh pig's trotters."
“Only the one in front of me uses fresh pig’s feet.”
"The Qingyan pig's trotters are made from fresh pig's trotters, but they are much larger than other Qingyan pig's trotters."
"Look at the fat, glutinous pig skin and the translucent tendons inside. It makes people drool just by looking at it."
"Without further ado, let me first give you a taste of whether this Qingyan pig's trotters is worthy of its name."
Bite into the sauce-colored pig skin of Qingyan pig's feet.
His teeth collided with the soft and chewy pig skin.
The originally tough pig skin and muscle tissue have been simmered for a long time.
The texture has already changed.
“The braised aroma is very rich and the flavor is completely absorbed.”
"Not only does the skin have a very fragrant spice flavor, but even the fat underneath the pig skin is flavorful."
"The excess fat under the pig skin has been boiled out, and there is no greasy feeling at all when you bite into it."
"And the pig's feet he chose are all on the thin side, with only skin and tendons, and not much fat."
"This pig's feet has been cooked for a long time. You can bite off the skin and flesh with just one bite."
“It tastes very comfortable and soft.”
"When you chew it gently, your mouth will be filled with the feeling of collagen."
“It’s not greasy at all and tastes great.”
In less than two minutes, half of the pig's feet was eaten by Li Xiao.
“Very good, the stewed soup is very good, the taste is very strong, but there is no unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine.”
"It's very rare. Braised soup has a very troublesome part."
"That is, every time you add spices, it is a very delicate matter."
"Without the fragrance, it won't be enough. If there is too much, the medicinal smell will be very strong."
"Especially since the loss rate of each spice is different, this will test the chef's experience even more."
“However, the braised soup here is very authentic and the taste is very rich.”
"Salty, fragrant, rich, sweet, the four flavors are perfectly blended."
“It is indeed an old braised soup that has been passed down for a hundred years.”
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Li Xiao's century-old braised soup was heard by the round-faced stall owner.
There was a thump in his heart, and a surprised expression appeared in his eyes.
How does this guy know that our braised soup is only 100 years old?
Isn’t this too evil?
To know this huge secret, only his main line knows.
Logically speaking, the only people who know about this secret are himself, his father and his grandfather.
Even his wife doesn't know this secret.
After all, my brother-in-law's stall is not far from here, and he doesn't dare to let his wife know such a secret.
But how could the other party know?
You know, it was more than 100 years ago that there was a problem with their old pot of braised soup.
Moreover, even those who knew about it at the time only knew it firsthand.
Not to mention today more than 100 years later.
All kinds of emotions are rolling in my heart.
The round-faced boss who was most uneasy in his heart also lost interest in doing business.
He quickly called to his wife to take his place.
With a smile of his own, he came to Li Xiao with several other snacks on the stall.
???
Li Xiao was a little confused when he saw the boss sitting down.
But he quickly realized that this boss was probably thinking the same thing as the lady boss who was so hungry for noodles at the south gate yesterday.
I want to expand my popularity through my own live broadcast room.
He sighed slightly in his heart, but the words of rejection had not been spoken yet.
The round-faced boss said with a smile:
"Where are you from, brother? Are you here to travel or work?"
???
Li Xiao felt a little baffled.
Good guy, isn’t this to promote this store?
Why are you talking about home affairs?
But since others have asked, he can only respond politely:
"I'm from Guangdong. I was traveling to Tibet and happened to pass by here."
"Oh oh oh, Tibet, what a great place! This is the so-called world is so big, I want to see it, right? I understand, I understand."
The boss had a smile on his face, but he had more doubts in his heart.
Something's wrong.
Guangdong is so far from Guizhou.
From the tone of the other party, it seemed that he was here to cause trouble for me.
Could it be that I am thinking too much?
Seeing Li Xiao's face becoming more and more confused.
The round-faced boss's eyes flickered, and finally he lifted up his stool and leaned next to Li Xiao.
He glanced at the camera, lowered his voice, and asked with a smile:
"That's right, I want to ask my little brother how do you know that our Laotang only has a history of 100 years?"
Li Xiao did not doubt that he was there and blurted out:
"Can't the obvious be known at once?"
It means that the system told him that this braised soup has a history of more than 100 years.
But the stall owner got it wrong.
He secretly took a deep breath.
As a one-star senior chef.
He also said this before when he took the star chef exam.
There is a profession in the world called food connoisseur, and there are gold spoons and silver spoons.
These people have very powerful tongues and can easily taste good and bad food.
Some of the more powerful golden spoons can even taste the age of some hams, or the time of wet aging.
It can even accurately determine the age of brine.
At that time, he thought those candidates were bragging, after all, he himself had never seen such an awesome person.
Even if you are a person who specializes in making brine, you can only taste the taste of different brine.
How is it possible that someone can taste the year of the brine at once?
However, this long-lost memory appeared in front of the round-faced boss like a slideshow.
This is probably the so-called golden spoon, right?
After only a few bites, I can speak highly of my own pig's feet.
It can even accurately determine the year of your own brine.
He even glanced at Li Xiaoyao's young face with some envy.
Does he know that every gold spoon earns a lot of money?
Comparable to some six-star senior chefs,
And the other party can easily reach such a level at such a young age, and his future future is even more limitless.
