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Chapter 295: Fish Chowder One

Chapter 295 Fish Fillet (1)

The long street of Huacheng is very lively with people coming and going.

Two girls in gorgeous bohemian dresses hesitated for a long time at the entrance of two newly opened restaurants. Then they turned on their toes and walked into a restaurant with Japanese style decorations on the left. The cameras in their hands kept clicking and they muttered.

He said: "Is this a neon shop? Hey, they have sashimi!"

Pushing open the door and walking in, a fair-faced boy bowed and saluted: "Welcome." Then he saw the sign saying: Sashimi is available today.

The girl was overjoyed: "I want to order some food!"

In the first game of the business competition, Neon Kingdom chose the most famous fish fillet sashimi. In the semi-open kitchen, stood a gray-haired old man. Although he was old, his tendon meat showed that he had no shortage of white noodles.

The student walked up to him with small steps: "Teacher Kaneda, please share the platter."

The old man named Kaneda nodded slightly, took out a thin-edged cleaning knife from the bag, and stretched it towards the whole big fish on the chopping board. I saw the light of the knife passing through, and the fat of the fish was like snow, and it was quickly cut into thin slices.

They fall one after another like snow and naturally form into rolls. The fish fillets are as thin as paper and can be seen directly in the light. They are neatly stacked on the ice tray. From a distance, they look like plum blossoms blooming on the snowfield, which is particularly enchanting.

"What a knife!" the girl exclaimed, her mouth wide open for a long time and couldn't close it, as if watching a magic trick, watching a huge gray fish turn into crystal clear petals.

"Nine-painted fish sashimi." A platter of sashimi with flowers and cold smoke was placed in front of the two of them, and the white-faced boy said.

The girl picked up a slice lightly, then dipped it in soy sauce and then dipped it in a hint of mustard sauce. After the pungent spicy taste, the fish meat was fragrant and rich in sweetness, just like the feeling of kissing her first love. It was wonderful beyond words.

"Hmm - delicious!" the girl commented, a little curious, "I didn't seem to find your store on the map before. Is it a new one?"

The white-faced boy smiled: "Now is a game, this is the scene of the game."

After asking clearly, the girl suddenly realized. After paying the bill, she walked out of the door, still unsatisfied: "It's really a rare delicious food."

Fang Zilu pulled the door panel and turned his head pitifully: "Little boss, they have already welcomed the second guest, but we are still empty..."

Yu Jian drank tea calmly: "Don't worry."

Half an hour later, there were more and more people on the street. Seeing more and more people crowding into the Japanese style restaurant next door, Mr. Yu finally stood up from his chair and did some stretching.

He lowered his muscles and raised his arms: "Open the door!"

Fang Zilu groaned, and cooperated with Chef Lai to quickly open the door curtains on both sides. The restaurant layout was all completed by themselves. They did not use the traditional layout, but made a semi-open design, as long as the surrounding windows

Open it, and you can see the bright and clean cooking table at a glance. Together with the tables and chairs of the same color, it looks warm and atmospheric.

Yu Jian put on a white apron and fished out a large black and red carp. With a flash of the knife in his hand, the big fish that was still swaying its tail suddenly stopped moving. Only the slightly undulating chest and abdomen remained, showing that there was still a trace of it left.

tone.

The first key to making fish is the selection of ingredients. The freshness of the raw materials and the quality of the fish are the top priorities.

The next step is the knife skills. The fish should be thin, and the size, skin texture and shape will all affect the diners' senses.

She held the fish body with her left hand, and held the knife in her right hand, smoothly tracing the entire carp belly along the fish bones. After removing the fish skin, she wiped the knife blade dry again.

A crowd gradually gathered outside the door. Some people pointed and pointed: "This is sashimi? Does the chef know how to do it? How to use a kitchen knife? It will definitely be a thick slice..."

Unexpectedly, I was slapped in the face instantly.

Under Yu Jian's hand, layers of snow flakes flew out of the fish body. She held her breath and concentrated, the knife force continued, the fish belly shrank and shrank again, and on the chopping board, there were only layers of fish fillets of the same thickness...

Jin Yan, who was far away in Raoxiang, silently clenched her fists. Sister Yu's knife skills... were actually better than when she competed with her. The little girl pouted stubbornly and secretly swore in her heart that one day,

She also wants to step onto the world stage like Sister Yu.

The speed of Yu Jian's blade aroused everyone's surprise. They were all tourists from all over the world. Some had heard about the food competition, and some had no idea. But at this moment, they had the same idea: they wanted to taste it.

Try this sashimi made with an ordinary vegetable blade.

"I want a piece of sashimi," one person said.

Then another person raised his hand and said, "Here's a copy too."

More and more people are pouring into Hua Xia Restaurant. Those who have a seat sit down and look forward to it, while those who have not yet waited patiently wait in line. After a while, it stretches for several meters.

After a while, the first plate of raw fish was finally served to the diners' tables. The white snow was like a glacier in winter, and the cold crystal fish meat was covered in the ice, like springs and waterfalls formed by ice, with a hint of silk.

Chill. At the top, the secret sauce is cleverly used to outline the thick soil on the mountain top, and there is faint green grass trying to break through the soil.

It looks like the snow has melted in early spring.

Winter has arrived and spring is not far away.

The diner had short brown hair and a youthful face with some freckles. He didn't know how to use the chopsticks handed to him by Fang Zilu, and directly picked up a piece of iced fish dumplings with his bare hands. The texture of the water ripples clearly visible on the thin snow-colored fish, on the top of the mountain.

Roll it in the soil and put it in your mouth.

The original fish is as fresh as a big fish swimming in your mouth. The meat is soft and delicate, but plump and plump. The best essence of the fish belly is gathered together, and it is so sweet that it is unbelievably sweet.

He seemed to feel that he had become that carp, swimming through mountains, rivers, lakes, and finally swimming into a wider world.

He had just tasted the sashimi from Neon Country next door. It tasted good, but he always felt that something was missing. Now after eating this piece, his keen taste buds noticed: "Metallic taste, there is no metal on your fish fillets."

taste."

His loud voice soon attracted a large crowd.

"Please forgive me for being rude, I am a professional food taster." He took out his business card.

Fang Zilu glanced at the list of names, which made his eyes hurt. He immediately held his other clean hand perfunctorily: "Hello, hello."

The young gourmet said: "I have tasted the sashimi from Neon Country just now. I have a question, how can you keep the fish fillets from being stained with the taste of the knife?" His sense of taste is extremely sensitive. Seeing that others were confused, he explained.

, "Ordinary knives will have a little metallic smell, which will remain on the ingredients. Although the sashimi from Neon Country just tasted very good, I still tasted a little metallic smell. What you used

An ordinary kitchen knife..." Shouldn't it taste stronger?

Everyone's heads followed him and turned to Boss Xiao Yu who was still cutting the fish.

The little boss smiled enigmatically: "The term "swordsman" is not something I just talk about casually."

As long as the cutting speed is fast enough, the fish fillet will be the most perfect fish fillet...

(End of chapter)


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