Yu Jian was inexplicably pulled into this smokeless "war" and was still at the center of the whirlpool.
"Hi~" She shrank her neck, raised her hand and waved slightly, saying hello.
More than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at her. Yu Jian was frightened and couldn't help but retreat. She shook her head at Guan Shanyue, no, no, I can't do it~
Guan Shanyue jumped off the table quickly, walked quickly to Yu Jian, held her shoulders forcibly, and made her face everyone. Then she said harshly: "Stop your scrutinizing eyes."
, don’t scare my apprentice.”
A close friend raised his eyebrows and joked: "Is this a closed disciple?"
Guan Shanyue stroked his beard and said proudly: "That's not true!" He glanced at everyone with disdain, "My apprentice is not ordinary. Even Yu Qiming, the imperial cook of the Qing Palace, knows it, right? He is his great-great-great-grandfather!"
"Yu Qiming?" Some people didn't believe it, so they stepped forward and whispered to Guan Shanyue, and looked at Yu Jian from time to time.
After exchanging a few words with Guan Shanyue, he reluctantly nodded and said to the others: "Since we are from a family of culinary experts, we are naturally qualified to talk to us. Lao Li, please make arrangements.
Bring a copy of gourd chicken from each family and let’s verify it on site!”
At this time, the organizer finally had a place to play. He squeezed to the front with tears in his eyes, wiping his sweat profusely in this winter: "Everyone, I have made arrangements a long time ago. It just so happens that it is almost lunch time. Let's move
Walking to the restaurant?" I don't know what's going on. Every time this seminar is hosted, it's his turn. These old scholars are all antiques from China. They can't wait for you wherever they go. But every time they come back, they have to do something for them.
There were constant quarrels over trivial matters, and he was frightened and frightened as he looked on, and he couldn't even catch his breath...
Bah, bah, bah! You can’t say such unlucky words!
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The gourd chicken served in the four old restaurants each has its own merits and looks, but without exception, they all have a refreshing aroma and are alluring.
"Look at the color. It's golden and red. It looks delicious!"
"Look at the shape. It really stands upright like a gourd. How wonderful!"
"Look at this..."
Hearing that the organizer had finally managed to get rid of the sweat, he broke out again. He held his fists and begged everyone for mercy: "Please, please sit down first. Didn't Professor Guan find the judges?"
When making gourd chicken, you need to choose a whole chicken of suitable size. The size of the chicken is very important, and it must be a baby chicken. If you look at it this way, you will eliminate one family first.
Yu Jian first removed a plate in full view of everyone, causing a burst of unconvinced gasps. She ignored it and continued reading with a smile.
Let me start by saying that gourd chicken requires three different cooking methods, so the heat is very important. The meat will be rotten but the bones will fall off. The chopsticks can be poked to the bottom, but it will not fall apart. When the chopsticks went down, another plate was removed.
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Among the remaining two plates, there was a chicken with its head erect. Yu Jian took a second look and felt that the chicken had a graceful posture. Although there were some differences with the gourd, it did look much better than the original one.
The quality of the dish also depends on the taste. Yu Jian each picked the chicken breasts and put them in his mouth. The skin was crispy and the chicken was tender but not sticky. It was excellent. Then he dipped it in the special dry ingredients. It was delicious and unique.
The spiciness of spices is endless in the mouth, and it is a different flavor.
In the end, Yu Jian's vote went to the Angli Gourd Chicken with its graceful appearance and unique taste. This made the supporters of Xishi Restaurant feel proud and their attitude towards Yu Jian became much more amiable.
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The other family members stopped working, slapped the table and stood up, pointing at Yu Jian and saying, "Tell me, why is his family the number one?"
Yu Jian turned her gaze to Guan Shanyue, and saw him nodding slightly, nodding, and then said: "All the professors know the origin of gourd chicken better than me. The chicken is made of young chickens. They are small and heavy. This is the first dish."
The chicken is not up to standard in terms of weight. The chicken is too big and the meat will naturally become dull.”
If you don’t believe it, you try it yourself. “Sure enough, the meat from this restaurant tastes woodier than the other three.”
Yu Jian added: "The ingredients for this second plate are very good, but the heat is too high and the meat is too rotten. It tastes more like minced meat."
Someone else nodded along.
"As for why I chose this plate as the leader, apart from the shape, I also voted for the dry ingredients on this plate. During the Tang Dynasty, most of the spices were sent as tribute from other regions, but chili peppers only entered China in the Ming Dynasty. The spicy food of the Tang people
Most of the flavor comes from pepper and garlic. The chicken does not have much flavor, but when dipped in the dry dish, the original fragrance can be stimulated. Although the dry ingredient in this dish is very spicy, it does not use chili.
It follows the Tang Dynasty style. What we chose today is the most authentic gourd chicken, so I will definitely choose it." Yu Jian held the dry ingredients plate and slowly poured out the dry ingredients. Sure enough, there was not a single piece of chili pepper in it.
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If you smell it carefully, you can see that there is no pungent smell of pepper and Sichuan peppercorns, but there is indeed no hint of chili pepper.
Guan Shanyue observed the expressions of everyone present and laughed, "You kid, why did you tell everything all at once without saving any face for others?"
As soon as he heard this, he wanted to stir up trouble again. Yu Jian beamed with joy, and then reluctantly suppressed the smile, but couldn't suppress the smile in his eyes, "False, fallacy, don't take it seriously."
Guan Shanyue then asked others: "What? Is my apprentice right or wrong?!"
I have to say that there is a reason why he loves Yu Jian. For the same disciple, if it were Lin Fengxu, he would definitely have black eyes, grabbing Guan Shanyue's sleeve and wailing: "Teacher, I think they are all delicious.
Ah——" Not to mention that you can also cite evidence and point out key points.
This comparison made me feel uncomfortable at this moment, and the look he looked at Lin Fengxu became more and more unkind. Why was he so confused at that time that he chose such an apprentice?
Lin Fengxu: ...Teacher, you are a professor of history, and my professional knowledge is also outstanding!
There are also those who are dissatisfied. Huang Feng is an authentic Xishi native. He grew up eating gourd chicken from Tongshenglou, and his father and his father’s father are all loyal fans of Tongshenglou.
He looked at the hairless little girl in front of him with a gloomy face, and snorted several times: "What do you know?! It's as if you have eaten gourd chicken in the Tang Dynasty, and you dare to talk nonsense here!"
At this time, not only Guan Shanyue's face turned cold, but also everyone else frowned. Although they were arguing endlessly, they were actually just petty fights to add some fun to life, and no one really took it to heart.
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Huang Feng's move really made them all stunned for a moment, and they felt a little embarrassed. This... is he unable to afford to lose?
Just as he was about to speak to comfort the little girl and find a place for Lao Huang to step down, Yu Jian unexpectedly said: "Professor, how do you know that I have never eaten real gourd chicken? Not only have I eaten it, I have
You can still make it——"
A flash of joy flashed in Guan Shanyue's eyes, and a smile appeared on his originally stern face. He was indeed the young disciple he had chosen.
Then I heard the little girl say crisply: "Do you want to experience the gourd chicken from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"
The corners of his narrowed eyes looked like a little fox that had stolen something...