"Old sir, these are simple home-cooked dishes. I don't know if they are delicious." Xu Yun smiled slightly and said: "If there is anything that doesn't suit your taste, just ask. I'll have someone make it right away."
"
The old man nodded with satisfaction, picked up the wine glass and took another sip: "Then let me try this pot of pork first."
Xiao Dongbei also seemed to want to hear his evaluation of the chefs under him. Although Xiao Dongbei was the chef here, several of his subordinates were very high-level chefs.
Many times Xiao Dongbei would humbly ask them for advice.
“Back then, this pot of pork was adapted to the tastes of foreign guests. The salty and savory charred pork strips were changed into a sweet and sour dish. The pork tenderloin was sliced, marinated, coated in starch, deep fried, and fried until golden brown.
, then add it to the pot and stir-fry to thicken it.” The old man seemed to be very knowledgeable about eating: “So the meat in this pot bun is golden in color and tastes sour and sweet.”
"Could the old gentleman be a gourmet?" Xu Yun asked with a smile.
The old man shook his head: "I'm not a gourmet, but I still have a little knowledge about this food. The sourness of this pot-wrapped pork dish is a little too strong. If this half of the sourness is removed, the taste will be the best.
"
Half sour? Can you eat this? Lin Ge was actually a little unhappy when he heard this.
At least in his opinion, people have different tastes. Some people can eat half a bottle of vinegar and a plate of chili when they eat noodles, while some people can be so spicy that even a drop of chili oil makes them afraid to eat.
So there is no criterion for judging how sour it is. Why would this old man say that it is not tasty if it is mostly sour?
After evaluating the dish, the old man took another sip of wine and praised: "There is nothing wrong with this wine. Hahaha, China has so many years of winemaking culture. This white wine is more fragrant than those foreign wines. I can't say that."
Something wrong?"
"Nothing wrong." Xu Yun smiled slightly.
After putting down the wine glass, the old man picked up a piece of potato from the three delicacies. The three delicacies were eggplant, potatoes and green peppers. The old man took half a mouthful and spat it out: "The three delicacies from the ground are called three delicacies. Why are they called three delicacies?"
Because this dish must be made with fresh ingredients, these potatoes are obviously not that fresh. If they are not freshly pulled from the field, they are not worthy of being called "Di San Xian."
Lin Ge was a little annoyed. Why did this old man always find faults?
"We really have to pay attention to this matter. We can't use stale food as ground delicacies." Xu Yun still said calmly.
"You can teach me, boy." The old man was very proud: "I'll try this pickled bone again."
At this time, Xu Yun and Xiao Dongbei no longer expected him to find fault.
However, this bone was praised by the old man: "Yeah, it's very good. The sauce is made and blends well with the meat. This can also be regarded as craftsmanship!"
But before Xu Yun and Xiao Dongbei could say anything, the old man complained again: "Wait a minute, the bone marrow of this sauce bone is all given by bone soup... Hey, this bone marrow needs special methods to process it. It's a pity.
It’s really a pity.”
"Old sir, I'm so sorry. The chef here is still too young. I feel wronged, so I can only make do with it." Xu Yun said.
At this time, Bai Liang couldn't sit still. He was really afraid that the old man would say something bad again.
In terms of his memory, the old man was not that particular at all. When he was in the mountains, he gave him some pig offal boiled in hot water, and he ate it very delicious.
Why are you so picky all of a sudden now? Even when I ate the butchered pork dish he made just now, I didn’t pick and choose like that.
Xiao Dongbei raised his head and looked at Xu Yun, feeling very sorry for Xu Yun. He really didn't expect that the old man would do such a nitpicking thing.
"I have no appetite for this dish." The old man pointed at the stew: "Although it is called stew, it really doesn't mean that everything is put in it. There are all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, such as velvet antler, abalone, etc.
You can see it at a casual glance, but these good things don’t necessarily taste delicious when put together.”
The old man drank the liquor in the glass in one gulp, and suddenly took out a large iron jug from his arms, and said to Xiao Dongbei: "Bai Liang, go and pour that Wuliangye into my bottle. I won't drink it today.
It’s almost done.”
Xiao Dongbei could only do as he was told. Xu Yun pointed to the old man's bowl and motioned to Lin Ge to serve him a bowl of pimple soup.
Although Lin Ge was extremely unhappy in his heart, he could only do it in the end.
It was this bowl of pimple soup that completely ignited the anger in Lin Ge's heart.
The old man was not polite, and he didn't even say thank you when he took it. He just drank it, and that was it. Lin Ge was not someone who would bother with a thank you like the old man.
What's annoying is that after taking a sip, the old man vomited directly, as if he had drank some unpleasant poison!
"Pupa soup, pimple soup! This big dough is also called pimple?! That's not how pimples are made!" The old man said angrily: "The pimples should be as big as the small pills of Liuwei Dihuang Wan, so that it tastes smooth.
What do you call such a big lump? It’s so hard to eat, how can you drink it directly?”
Lin Ge slammed the table without any warning, and Xu Yun didn't even react.
At this time, Lin Ge didn't care whether Xu Yun would control him, but he had to get their face back: "What did I mean by you?!"
The old man was startled and looked up at Lin Ge: "Are you so polite?"
"Don't rely on your old age!" Lin Ge said: "I can respect you, but only if you respect us too! From the time we came in until now, you have been talking nonsense and looking for trouble."
"Pigeon, don't mess around." Xu Yun said softly to stop him.
Lin Ge stopped listening: "Brother, let me finish what I have to say. Let's all talk about whether this old man is nitpicking and looking for faults!"
"You tell me, I want to hear it too," the old man said.
"I'm not going to talk about how useless it is for you to pack this wine back. Just say that this pot of meat is half sour, but a person like me who can tolerate sourness still feels that it is half a point missing.
!" After Lin Ge finished speaking, he directly picked up a piece of Guobao Pork and stuffed it into his mouth: "I don't feel sour at all when I eat it!"
The old man smiled: "It's not sour at all, but it's a failure. But it's hard to agree with everyone, so we must find the most popular taste. I mean it's half sour."
"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you. Besides, you said these potatoes are not fresh. They must have just been dug out of the ground?" Lin Ge said: "There are not many people farming in this city now. Where can I find them?"
Fresh? It just goes through a logistics and transportation process. It can take up to two days, and you still think it’s not fresh. You’re really good at it!”
The old man didn't think he was wrong at all: "I just told the truth."
"Come on!" Lin Ge said: "You are just looking for trouble! The pimple soup is as big as the pimples. I think you have eaten too many Liuwei Dihuang Pills, right?!"
Seeing Lin Ge getting angry, Xiao Dongbei was too embarrassed to say anything. He was embarrassed, and at this moment he was the one who felt the most uncomfortable in the middle.
Fortunately, Xu Yun didn't look angry: "Zi Zi, stop talking nonsense. The old gentleman's opinions are still very meaningful."
"Brother, I know you are giving face to Bai Liang, and I also want to give him face. If he is your brother, then he is my brother." Lin Ge said and glanced at Xiao Dongbei: "Brother, it's really not that I don't give you face.
But you, an acquaintance, take yourself too seriously, so where can we, Brother Yun, put his face?"
Xiao Dongbei nodded repeatedly: "It's all my fault."
Xu Yun patted the table lightly: "Both of you are right, but the old man is even more right. The advice he gave is precious, Pigeon, please don't interrupt."
"I just feel aggrieved," Lin Ge said.
"If you feel aggrieved, do your best." The old man said, "No one will find a chance to aggrieve you."
Lin Ge didn't even look at him. He must love so-and-so!