"It's not done yet. Let's drink soup and fish first. It's really boring. There are also pickled cucumbers to go with the wine!"
Zhao Youqian waved his hand angrily.
"Don't tell me you didn't bring any wine!"
Although Zhao Youqian is not very fond of alcohol, all the ghosts like it very much. For them, the best thing about today's society compared to the past is that the drinks are much better than before.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Youqian finished speaking, these hundreds of ghosts took out wine bottles and glasses from various places, making Zhao Youqian both funny and angry.
"Be careful not to act drunk!"
After finally saying this, Zhao Youqian ignored the Baiguis who had started pouring the wine and continued to finish the rest of the pot. The Baiguis were also elves and knew the temperament of their ghost master, so they drank a little more restrainedly. Some, at least no one blew the bottle.
Even while eating stone pot fish soup, I slowly enjoyed the stimulating feeling of cold sake sliding down my throat and into my stomach.
Isayama Yomi was not very interested in alcohol, so he turned his attention from the stone pot cured rice in his hand to the stone pot fish soup.
The light yellow oil formed a thin collagen film on top of the thick white fish soup. When she used a spoon to pierce the collagen layer, a wave of scalding heat hit her.
The white steam smoke that dispersed into the air turned into a white dragon, turned around in front of her eyes, and then gradually faded away.
Looking down at this bowl of fish soup without much seasoning, the smooth color as if milk had been added, the light flavor, and the tomatoes floating on the top gave Isayama Yomi a completely different look and feel from ordinary fish soup.
Obviously this fish soup has not been simmered for a long time, but the rich and mellow feeling is something that many tonkotsu broths are difficult to express.
With the fish soup and meat included, Isayama Yomi made a small bowl and filled it full. It can be said that the more you stirred it, the more attractive the aroma of the rich, fresh and elegant fish soup became.
The taste buds that had been filled with the "harmony" after eating the stone pot rice seemed to be craving for soup, sending a signal that they wanted to eat as soon as possible.
"Try it and see. This soup is much more flavorful than the previous fish soups."
Zhao Youqian also finished making the pork offal pot at this time, scooped up a bowl of soup and started to savor it.
Under the moonlight, a group of ghosts were drinking and drinking soup, but Zhao Youqian's eyes showed a rare sense of relaxation and joy.
At this time, after drinking a thick and light fish soup, not only his mouth, tongue and stomach were warm, but his heart seemed to be softer and warmer.
And Isayama Huangquan was even more unbearable. After drinking a mouthful of fresh soup, it was as if he was drunk. His fair cheeks turned red, his steps began to become a little limp, and his originally cold expression seemed to be thawed and revealed. The charming smile that belongs to a 28-year-old girl.
The taste of the extremely thick fish soup is right in the mouth, and the occasional salty taste seems to remind diners how delicious this soup is.
"Why does this light seasoning have such a rich flavor?"
General Ushiki also took a sip from a bowl of fish soup. His body and mind were instantly warmed by the hot fish soup, especially the feeling that seemed to melt all parts of his body, even the demonic power. Invisibly, it helped it purify its demon body again.
If I had to describe this feeling, it would be as if I was close to the warm sunlight and then completely killed the harmful bacteria in my body.
The slightly sticky fish soup enters the mouth. The first thing you feel is the richness like milk, followed by the delicious taste of two kinds of freshwater fish bones. The trout has more oil and the taste is quite direct, while the fish of seabass The bone is much lighter, but the umami flavor lingers for a long time.
What's more important is that the tomatoes and cucumber flesh and seeds that are cooked together are all ingredients with a rich and sweet vegetable taste. The tomatoes are slightly sour and sweet, and the sweetness of the cucumber appears at the end of the soup. In the diners' throats, what comes back after eating is the fresh and elegant sweetness of vegetables.
Combined with the delicious taste of the rich fish soup that still lingers in the mouth, the diners' appetite is immediately raised again, and even the spirit seems to have been washed again, becoming clearer and sharper.
There was no such big reaction from Isayama Yoshizumi and Gyuuki Admiral. For Zhao Youqian, the quality of this soup was just acceptable. It was just because these two people specialized in cultivating extraordinary power, and their minds and tastes were sharper than ordinary people. Even higher, which is why when cooking for these beings, taste is not the first priority.
Take another sip, and this time put the fish soup and fish fillets into your mouth. The tender fish meat is like egg drop or marshmallow, it breaks into pieces when you touch it between your lips and teeth. At the same time, the fish meat is delicious. The taste and saltiness are integrated into the soup, and there is another taste that is completely different from the first sip of pure soup.
Such strong stimulation really made Zhao Youqian smile.
The smell of pepper, the deliciousness of fish meat, and the sweetness of fish soup. The three are constantly intertwined, explosive, and exciting, making Zhao Youqian seem to have entered a land of rivers and streams, fishing comfortably and enjoying the fish in the river. The fresh breeze comes.
It was Zhao Youqian's own cooking that made him wake up quickly. At this time, the fierce sound had begun to slow down, but the pig offal pot that was still there had reached its best tasting period.
However, compared to these hundreds of ghosts, the amount of pork offal in the pot was not enough, and Zhao Youqian didn't leave anything behind, so he gave it all away.
This kind of strong-flavored dish is just right to go with wine. He can make it anytime he wants, but he is not in a hurry. At this time, there is only one dish of roasted wild boar that has not yet been cooked, and Zhao Youqian's questions are still unanswered. .
"Master Ushiki, the great priest said that I can get the most 'special' ingredient here?"
"What the hell is that?"
Although the ingredients sent by Peng Hou and the Hyakki were of excellent quality, they were not necessarily special, and it was even more impossible for the high priest of Sengen Shrine to explain it emphatically.
So after arranging the dishes on hand, Zhao Youqian became more and more confused.
“The most special ingredient?”
General Niu Gui obviously did not expect Zhao Youqian to ask this question, and fell into deep thought.
Just when the experienced Hyakki general was deep in thought, suddenly the Hyakki people who were drinking began to make a collective noise.
Ukiuki, Zhao Youqian and Isayama Huangquan looked over and saw that a ray of moonlight happened to be shining on the open space behind the Sengen Shrine at this time.
Monsters and monsters are all Yin or violent people, so they are naturally close to Yuehua. They saw many ghosts taking advantage of the drunkenness and starting to dance in the moonlight. Lightning flashed through Niugui's mind.