Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 421 Big Pot Rice (seeking monthly ticket)
Braised pork in brown sauce was originally a special dish of Chen Nian, and he was confident that even if Master Sun didn't give instructions, he would still be able to satisfy Shen San and the others, and he was full of praise.

But under the circumstances at that time, Master Sun had already said that Chen Nian did not intend to go his own way.

It's just that the taste is not much different after making it. All roads lead to Rome, and there are several ways to make a dish.

As Chen Nian knows, some places mainly use sugar for coloring when making braised pork, while some places do not use sugar at all and rely entirely on soy sauce for coloring.

Just like this, Chen Nian watched Shen San put the braised pork into his mouth, and soon a satisfied smile appeared on his face, this kind of smile was too familiar to Chen Nian.

"That's right, it's delicious. Learn from Master Sun carefully. Not to mention a lot, if you can learn half of Master Sun's knowledge, you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life."

A good cook really doesn't have to worry about food and clothing. After all, the bigger the restaurant and the richer the family, the more particular they are about food.

Ordinary cooks can't meet their requirements at all.

And a good cook also has his own contacts, even if he doesn't work here in the future, he can still let Master Sun recommend a good place.

"As long as the third master likes it." Chen Nian nodded his thanks, and then gave Sun Fuquan a grateful look.

The impression of a person is reflected from these aspects, so naturally more attention should be paid at the beginning of aging.

Although Chen Nian has been here for two days, the Chen Nian before the deity entered the dreamland has been in a small transparent state. It was not until today that Chen Nian cooked the meal himself that Sun Fuquan planned to introduce him to the people here know.

And for Chen Nian, this is also a good thing, otherwise, it is not enough to just know a few main characters here.

It is also necessary to memorize each person's name when cooking for a long time, and then gradually understand each person's appetite and eating preferences.

In case anyone has something that is taboo and cooks all of them into the dish in one day, then this person should not eat it.

Naturally, Chen Nian will not sit back and watch such a situation happen. It is like this to do a job and love a job. A chef belongs to the service industry, and the object of service is diners.

After realizing Chen Nian, everyone also cast kind eyes. After all, they all started to eat vegetables after cooking.

As long as the cook cooks delicious food, he will gain people's favor to a great extent.

After turning around like this again, Chen Nian and Sun Fuquan returned to the kitchen. They were the last to eat, which is also Sun Fuquan's rule.

In addition to tasting a few bites when cooking, the official meal must be behind the host's house, and they can only eat after they have finished cooking for everyone.

It's just that when he was going back, Chen Nian inadvertently glanced at his elder brother Tang Dechun, and saw Tang Dechun's face was full of worries...

And the other people on the table would sneak a glance at Tang Dechun from time to time, and one noon was enough to spread the news of the childhood sweetheart pestering the senior brother to the whole martial arts hall.

But on the whole table, Shen San was still eating with his usual expression, the Patriarch's thoughts were really hidden deeper.

Chen Nian guessed that Shen San had already asked, but Tang Dechun probably didn't say anything specific, and Shen San was an open-minded person, since his apprentice didn't want to talk about it, he didn't ask too much.

Shen San was originally an open-minded person, and Tang Dechun was almost 30 years old, so the other party naturally had his own ideas, so only Shen San looked normal, as for the others who didn't understand the situation too much or less, they were still a little worried.

Of course, although Chen Nian was a little curious about this, he couldn't ask directly, after all, his identity was here.

After returning to the back kitchen with Sun Fuquan, they each served their own food. There was still some leftover food here, in order to prevent those people outside from getting enough to eat and want to come over and add more.

Those who open a martial arts gym must control their fullness, otherwise they will not be able to eat enough, so why practice martial arts?

It's just that under the current conditions, there are not so many rules and particularities when eating. Chen Nian first filled himself with rice, then scooped braised pork, potatoes and soup on top, and then poured all other dishes Put it all in a bowl.

Just eat it with rice, and eat while eating vegetables. It doesn't matter if the soup of several dishes is mixed together, anyway, everyone eats like this.

And everyone eats a big pot of rice, and no one will be so particular about it.

Do not wash the dishes after eating, just serve soup in this bowl.

Chen Nian and Sun Fuquan were the last to eat, so they were also the last to drink soup. People kept coming to scoop up the soup, and each Chen Nian who scooped up the soup asked them if they wanted chicken in it.

Chen Nian went out in the morning and bought a total of three chickens, so there were six chicken legs, Shen San and Shen San's wife each had one, second senior brother Qian Hu also wanted one, Chen Nian also picked up a chicken leg for Shen San's son Shen Wen .

When Tang Dechun came over to make soup, he directly said that he didn't want the chicken legs and could save them for other young disciples.

So Chen Nian gave the remaining two chicken legs to other disciples, but he still insisted on giving Tang Dechun a chicken wing.

As for the rest of the chicken wings and the meat of the chicken, the other disciples came and shared them.

In the end only two chicken necks were left in the pot.

Chen Nian made soup for himself and Sun Fuquan, and then scooped up the chicken neck and put it in a bowl.

Sun Fuquan looked at the chicken neck in the bowl and laughed happily: "These warriors don't know how to eat it. The chicken neck is the most delicious part of the chicken. Although there is less meat, if it is stewed, it can be sucked to get rid of the smell inside." Also suck it out.

And those big pieces of meat are not interesting to eat, and the meat that has to be picked out of these tiny bones is delicious. "

Chen Nian nodded in deep agreement.

When they used to go to school, sometimes they would have dinner directly in the dormitory, buy some wine, buy some cold dishes, stir-fry some hot dishes, and buy some spicy duck necks to eat and drink.

But the other students were not clean at all when they ate the spicy duck neck. After eating, there was still a lot of meat on it, which looked old and distressed.

After taking a sip of the soup, the rich and fragrant feeling reverberated in the mouth, and the golden oil droplets were like balloons bursting after entering the mouth, shooting all the fragrance they carried into the mouth.

In addition, after the soup is cooked, the fire still does not stop, and the bottom is still simmering slowly, so that you can still feel the boiling hot when drinking it.

Take a sip and sweat all over your body!

"Shu Tan!" Chen Nian couldn't help sighing.

Then he picked up the neck of the chicken and bit off a section, and began to lick the shredded meat with his teeth and tongue in his mouth.

In order to stew the soup for aging, it has been simmered for a long time, so that the meat is stewed until it is boneless. After the chicken neck is eaten, the meat on it will come out of the bone like a heartbroken man and put it into aging. The embrace of the tip of the tongue.

But that's just the meat on the surface. There is also bone marrow in the neck of the chicken, and there are some tiny pieces of meat mixed in between the bones. If you want to eat these, you need a lot of technical content.

Not long after the old age, the bones of the chicken neck were spit out again.

Take a closer look, where can I find half a shred of meat on the spit out chicken neck?

Every nook and cranny has been eaten clean by aging.

The layer of brittle bone at the corners was also gently scraped off by aging, exposing the end of the bone full of small eyes.

Even the bodies of those bones have turned gray, because the soup inside has been sucked clean by the aging.

"You know how to eat." Sun Fuquan looked at the bone that Chen Nian had spat out, and found that it was clean.

"No, I'm just used to it. I feel that it's too wasteful not to eat the chicken neck clean." Chen Nian said with a smile.

"Yes, I am a person who knows how to eat. I have met many cooks who are good at cooking, but they just cannot eat and are not refined enough." Sun Fuquan said.

"Maybe that's the case in the north. There are more fish in the south, and generally speaking, the food is more delicate." Chen Nian said.

"Well... almost. In the north, except in places like ours that can rely on water, you can also eat some fish. It is not so easy to eat fish in other places. The main reason is that you are not used to it." Sun Fuquan also agrees with Chen Nian's words. .

But talking didn't affect Sun Fuquan's eating. While talking, Sun Fuquan also spat out a bone, which was obviously a chicken neck bone, which was as clean as old ones.

And this section of chicken neck bone happened to touch the section of chicken neck bone that Chen Nian just spit out.

Looking at this scene, the two couldn't help but smile at each other.

Sometimes a man's happiness is as simple as that, regardless of age or seniority.

After eating, Chen Nian asked Sun Fuquan to go back to rest first, while he stayed in the kitchen to wash the pots and dishes.

There is also a rule in the martial arts school, that is, you have to wash the rice bowls you have eaten by yourself, which also saves Chen Nian a lot of time, although it is not difficult to wash the bowls of dozens of people, at best It can be washed in about 10 minutes.

But saving 10 minutes means you have 10 minutes more to rest.

Back in his hut again, Chen Nian thought about what Sun Fuquan had said to him this morning.

Jiuzhuan large intestine and sea cucumber with green onions?
This calculation is actually not a disadvantage, and not only is it not a disadvantage, but it can also be said to be a blood profit. These two dishes are famous dishes in Lu cuisine, like Chen Nian, who has never eaten Lu cuisine in a special Lu restaurant. Everyone knows these two dishes.

"Let's take a step and take a look first, and then ask Master Sun where he has worked before, so that it can be extended to ask if the other party is also good at BJ roast duck."

If he really made an oolong and found the wrong person, Chen Nian also planned to follow the other party to learn these two signature dishes first, and then find the master of the roast duck.

After making up his mind, Chen Nian decided to close his eyes and rest for a while.

It's just that when Chen Nian is resting, he can still hear the sound of hahaha coming from the direction of the martial arts hall outside from time to time.

"It's really hard work. Everyone rested at noon, and they are still practicing." After sighing, Chen Nian fell into a deep sleep.

Because of his rich life experience in modern and ancient times, Chen Nian can basically accurately grasp his personal biological clock. After sleeping for about an hour and a half, he opened his eyes, got up from the bed and washed it with well water in the basin. After cleaning his face, his whole body became refreshed.

When he came to the front of the martial arts hall, those disciples were resting, and Qian Hu came over after seeing Chen Nian: "Master Chen, the braised pork you made at noon tastes really good!"

"Thank you very much, but the dishes at noon are all directed by Master Sun." Chen Nian quickly explained, "But how old are you this year, second senior brother?"

Chen Nian was a little curious about this, he only knew that Tang Dechun was around thirty, but he only knew about Qian Hu that he was the second senior brother and his name.

But just looking at his face, Qian Hu's bearded face looks much more mature than Tang Dechun's.

"I'm 28 this year, and I'm 26 years old. Do you think I look older when I look at my beard?" Qian Hu didn't mind everyone's gaze at all, and he was obviously used to it.

"That's right, Second Senior Brother. When I first came here, I thought you were the Senior Senior Senior Brother. Now that I think about it, it's fortunate that I didn't talk nonsense at that time. Otherwise, wouldn't this be a joke?"

But after finishing speaking, Chen Nian couldn't help asking: "By the way, second senior brother, you just said that you are 28 years old this year, but why is it that you are only 26 years old?"

"28 is a false age, and 26 is a full year. What's the problem?"

"What month were you born?"

"The twelfth lunar month."

Chen Nian thought this would make sense. Generally speaking, the first year of age is the age based on the date of birth, and the imaginary age is based on the number of years old plus one year old.

Now Qian Hu has not had a birthday yet, so his full age is only 26, but if calculated on a yearly basis, he is already 27, and if he adds one more year, he will be 28 years old.

So it stands to reason that Qian Hu is about 27 years old.

But to be able to grow such a beard at the age of 27 is considered a talent.

"Chen Nian, I feel that I am much older than you, so I won't call you Master Chen, it's okay to call you by your name directly?"

"Of course it's okay. I also think it's more appropriate to call me by my first name. Otherwise, you keep calling me Master Chen, and I always feel weird." Chen Nian said with a smile.

"I heard you used to cook in an opera troupe?" Anyway, since he has nothing to do now, Qian Hu couldn't help asking about Chen Nian.

"Well, I worked in a theater troupe before, and then the theater troupe dispersed, so I found our Jinwumen again." Chen Nian nodded and said.

"Then are there any pretty girls in your troupe?"

"Yes, and the girls in our theatrical troupe are all very beautiful. Every day after I finish cooking, I go to the front to watch them go to the opera. When I go, I grab a handful of beans from the kitchen and watch while eating. Anyway, I don’t need money because I’m on my own, and it’s going to be a mess soon.” When Chen Nian said it, he still missed those days.

"It's pretty good." Qian Hu nodded enviously, "When I get rich in the future, I'll hire a theater troupe, and it won't be open to the public. Just sing for me all day, it's beautiful to think about!"

(End of this chapter)