French cuisine can become one of the three major cuisines in the world, which naturally has its own merits.
As soon as this French yellow croaker soup was served, it was filled with the rich aroma of milk. Not only the fifty judges sitting below, but also the people watching began to drool. Some ignorant children were crying and arguing.
Want to eat.
"Okay! Now that you two have finished making the dishes, let's start the most important part of our process - tasting the dishes!" The host appeared out of nowhere, posing for the camera, and commanded those who had been waiting for a long time.
The waiter on the side is working.
Lin Fengxu is a graduate student in the history department of Peking University. He has the most say in the history of the Tang Dynasty and is also a frequent customer of Yujia Restaurant. In addition to the delicious food, what attracts him most is the reproduction of Tang-style dishes.
He was greatly surprised and intrigued.
When he was selected as a judge online, he was wondering whether these restaurants would use Tang Fa ancient dishes to participate in the competition. Until he saw the water shield, he knew that his trip was worthwhile.
The water shield and yellow croaker soup is steaming. From a distance, it looks like smoke lingering between the green peaks and the sea of clouds, like a landscape painting. From a closer look, it looks like a clear stream with fish leaping, like a moving photo.
The minced fish floats up and down in the soup as the waiter moves. What else is it if it's not a fish in the water?
After the two dishes were placed in front of him, Lin Fengxu turned to Lantingxuan's yellow croaker soup. Different from the water shield yellow croaker soup, the French yellow croaker soup grabs the eye with its bright colors and preempts the sense of smell with its thick aroma. The soup is yellow and white.
Fish meat, green basil leaves, and red round tomatoes interweave into a brightly colored oil painting.
Under this visual impact, Lin Fengxu's hand first moved to the French croaker soup, a thick soup mixed with cream and milk. After one gulp, his whole stomach warmed up. The most surprising thing was that the soup contained
There is even a hint of alcohol that has not evaporated, plus the sweetness and spiciness of the onions, it tastes great!
The yellow croaker was cut into small pieces. Lin Fengxu slowly cut it open with a fork. The aroma of the fish meat hit his nostrils. The fish meat was fresh and tender, and the skin was crispy yet chewy. It was delicious!
Before he knew it, he had eaten all the French croaker soup.
The host's attention shifted to his side, and he let the camera focus on the empty plate for a quiet scene, and said loudly: "It seems that Lan Tingxuan's cooking skills have been recognized by everyone, Chef Tang's yellow croaker soup is already empty..."
Lin Fengxu, who was unaware of everything, had just rinsed his mouth and was now respectfully preparing to drink water shield and yellow croaker soup.
Compared with the excitement of Western food, Chinese food is much more restrained. Even the aroma is light and light, not overpowering at all. But this is the charm of Chinese food. The banquet focuses on cold dishes, hot dishes, soups,
Desserts and hot dishes are the highlight, and soup is the bridge between past and present.
A good soup is not strong in flavor, but not bland either. It goes into the stomach refreshingly, warming and appetizing, just like the water shield and yellow croaker soup in front of you. It is thicker than rice soup in the mouth, but you will feel a clear spring when you swallow it.
Fresh. This was Lin Fengxu's first feeling. Just one sip of the soup made him feel extremely delicious, as if he were on the beach in the evening, with the rising tide in his ears and the continuous blue water in front of his eyes.
Tender. This is Lin Fengxu's second feeling. The fish paste is elastic, and the fish meat and fish paste change each other between the lips and teeth, which fully demonstrates the original flavor of the yellow croaker.
Crisp. This is Lin Fengxu's third feeling. Water shield is known as the "Eight Immortals of Taihu Lake". When you bite it, it is full of freshness and crispiness, just like being in spring on a lake island in the south of the Yangtze River. It is endlessly memorable.
During this back and forth, the taste changes again and again. The water shield and the soup have the same texture, the fish paste and the soup have another texture, and the water shield and the fish paste have the same texture when eaten together.
Lin Fengxu seems to have met a child who likes games and keeps trying new combinations.
For a moment, only the sound of the clinking of bowls and spoons was heard, and no other sounds were heard.
The host moved aside and lowered his voice to explain: "It seems that the winner cannot be determined until the end. Everyone looks at the judges' expressions as they taste the water shield and yellow croaker soup, how pious they are!!"
The cameraman couldn't help but smile. Don't turn your head and laugh hard. Where others are pious, it is clearly your own expression, as if others don't know that you are a supporter of Yu's Restaurant.
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"Then what?" Yu Yuan lay on the sofa, tilting his head and asked his sister, "Did you win? Did you beat the shit out of that chef?"
Yu Jian couldn't understand his vocabulary and patted his little butt: "Who did you learn these messy idioms from?"
The little guy twisted his body and avoided his sister's hand. He was full of curiosity: "You haven't said yet, did you win or not?" Oops, it was so anxious that it aroused his curiosity...
"No win, no loss!" Yu Jianguo poked his head out of the kitchen, grinning. "It's a draw."
"Tch~" After hearing the news, Yu Yuan waved her hands in disinterest, "It's boring."
"What? Are you disappointed that your sister didn't win?" Yu Jian asked him with a smile.
The little guy sat up suddenly, straightened his sister's face, facing him, and said seriously: "It's not a disappointment, I just feel a little pity. My sister, who is that? She is the best cook in the world.
Eat alone! No matter what the others are, if I were to be a judge, I would definitely vote for you!"
Yu Jian was moved when she heard this. She was about to tell him the truth when she heard the little guy shaking his head and saying: "Of course, sister, you are still young and there is still room for development in the future. Your current failure is a stepping stone to your success. Come on, Oli!"
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Listen, listen, this set of theoretical knowledge comes out one after another. Yu’s mother came out with a feather duster and clattered it in her hands: “Yu Yuan? Who gave you the comic book in your room?!
Please explain it clearly!"
Yu Yuan:……
Why not eat fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots when you promised to be sensational?
In fact, Yu Jian won this match that was not a match, 26 to 24, a narrow victory. But after eating the French yellow croaker soup made by Tang Yuan that day, the result of this match became a draw.
"I don't want your charity!" Tang Yuan was obviously in a bad mood, lying on the sofa with his long legs spread out, and spoke to Yu Jian in a low voice.
Why? Think he can't afford to lose? A man, that's all? He hasn't taken it seriously yet...
"Of course not. From my point of view, I think what you did is really good. What a pity it would be for such an opponent to lose in the first game? From now on, we will just do this once every once in a while, and we will fight against each other many times.
A blow is much better than a crush, isn't it?" Her originally good words somehow changed when faced with this stinky face. Yu Jian was shocked, could she be so "evil"?
"You stinky girl!" Tang Yuan jumped up from the sofa, pointed at her nose and wanted to scold her. What the hell? Are you still thinking about crushing him again and again and making international jokes?
Then he said unconvinced: "Just wait, I will let you taste it next time, what is the danger of society!"
Yu Jian didn't listen to his theory, raised her forehead, waved her hand behind her head, and walked out calmly.
"Stinky girl!" Tang Yuan cursed softly again, and laughed after a moment, "Stinky girl."
Next time, let the smelly girl make yellow croaker soup for him to try.