Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1033 What is Phoenix

Chen Ming and Meng Shihan held the bowls and spoons and couldn't wait to eat.

"Ha, this is a tea egg boiled with Keemun spring tea. It's an egg. It's so delicious!"

Meng Shihan couldn't believe it: Yang Song was so prodigal that he used Qimen spring tea to cook.

Although there was only a trace of tea flavor, Meng Shihan could still taste it.

"Honey, don't let my grandpa know what you're doing. I'm worried they'll come back and rob you."

Keemun spring tea is a giant panda in the tea world, and its rarity is beyond words.

It is said that the best Keemun spring tea is the buds grown from a 300-year-old tea tree on Yunwu Mountain. The buds should neither face the sun nor hide in the clouds.

The old tea tree is three hundred years old, and its body is like a small mountain peak. The top cluster of buds breaks through the clouds and mist of the mountains and stretches towards the sunrise. .

This is the top batch of Qimen spring tea in the eyes of the world.

However, the Keemun spring tea provided by the system to Yang Song is taken from the top inch of each cluster of sunny buds of this old tea tree, picked at the moment before sunrise in the morning, and the annual output is only one catty More.

Such a precious tea, Yang Song actually used it to cook, but only as an auxiliary material for cooking.

People who love tea in the world, should they be killed?Or kill him?
"Strange, why does this egg taste like fish? Whose fish still has egg white and light yellow?" Chen Ming was surprised.

He couldn't help but took a spoon and cut open a white and tender egg. The yolk and white were clearly separated, and it was clearly an egg. When he put it in his mouth and ate it, he could still taste the fish.

"Not all the eggs in it are real. Some of them are made by rubbing fish and other ingredients." Yang Song explained.

Harder than peeling the shells are these eggs made by hand.

"The fish meat is tender and white, and it can be used as egg white. What did you use to make this egg yolk?"

"Salted egg yolk, or crab roe, shrimp yolk, etc."

Chen Ming ate several eggs one after another: "Several of them can taste fish meat, and the tastes can still be different, and they don't exclude each other. Brother Song, your cooking skills are really getting better and better. "

Meng Shihan ate the most ferociously: "I have eaten a hundred spoonfuls, and the taste is different every time, not only the taste, but also the taste. How did you make it?"

She had a hunch that even if she ate the whole big egg, the taste would not be repeated in a spoonful.

Yang Song: "What do you think is Bai Niao Chao Feng?"

Chen Ming blurted out: "It's just a group of birds singing to the phoenix, just like the feeling of the queen appearing in TV dramas, very cool."

Yang Song: "It's not that simple, the phoenix is ​​a divine bird."

After thinking about it, Meng Shihan said: "When the phoenix comes out, the birds sing. Only when we are harmonious but different can we achieve success."

Yang Song said again: "The phoenix is ​​the king of all birds, there is a saying that the phoenix is ​​nirvana, it is born from death."

Chen Ming and Meng Shihan: "We didn't understand."

"It's nothing, it's just that this dish failed." Yang Song dropped the spoon and went back to the room.

The two, who were so eager to swallow their tongues, looked at each other thoughtfully.

Chen Ming: "Is this still a failure?"

Meng Shihan: "This is the best egg dish I've ever eaten."

A hundred birds chasing a phoenix is ​​not a hundred flavors, but at least a thousand flavors.

It is unimaginable that Yang Song can show such complex and rich flavors in a dish, but he still failed.

"Brother Song, what do you want?"

Mortals like them can't figure it out.

The next day, Yang Song still got up for morning exercises and opened a shop for breakfast, but unlike usual, he was preparing for the evening banquet.

In the evening, the banquet for 12 people turned into 20 people, and the other eight people were representatives from various media besides Liu Haiyang and Sun Shaoan.

Yang Song wanted to add more dishes.

He simply opened two tables.

This is much more convenient than simply adding vegetables.

From the end of the lunch time of Baifeng Pavilion, the atmosphere at the entrance of Baifeng Pavilion began to be strange.

For this banquet, Yang Song can no longer conduct evening business tonight.

"Is there anything more tragic in this world than watching others eat a feast?"

"Brother Song is still in charge of this banquet."

"Yes, I'm hungry and watch others eat the banquet made by Brother Song."

……

After get off work in the evening, a group of office workers did not rush to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner, after all, Yang Song was closed tonight.

They didn't rush home to be a happy fat house either.

Unanimously, they gathered at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion in a silent gesture.

The first course of Yang Song's banquet was a bowl of cool pineapple sweet soup for everyone.

"It's strange, this pineapple is crunchy, it seems to have a sweet taste, but it doesn't seem to have any, but this sour taste is really good, it is obviously at room temperature, but it tastes very refreshing."

"The entrance is smooth, like jelly, and smoother than jelly, and it runs down the tip of the tongue."

“Delicious, delicious, delicious!”

"Why only three or two mouths?"

Yang Song explained: "This is an appetizer soup, so you can't eat too much. Everyone has something to eat, so let's serve it."

Everyone thought about how many cold dishes Yang Song would make, and even thought about the menu.

When it was really served, I still couldn't help being shocked.

Yang Song brought up a huge plate, the diameter of which was as long as the arm of an adult man.

There are layers of plates on top of each other, like mountains.

Above the green hills, there are rivers, seas of flowers, Lin Tao, and even small animals that are barely visible.

"This is where the mountain was shrunk, and it was brought to us on a plate."

"It's so realistic. The mountain is divided into yin and yang sides. On my side, the sun shines and there is a rainbow."

"This side is the dark side, and the vegetation is darker."

"Look carefully and there are still deer hidden in the mountains and forests."

"It's amazing, it's amazing, but can this be eaten?"

……

Yang Song smiled slightly, confident: "Everything on the plate can be eaten, and everyone will know after tasting it."

In Baifeng Pavilion, the things on Yang Song's plate are definitely not just decorations.

"Let me take a bite of a leaf." Today is Liang Shuang's treat, so naturally we have to wait for him to move the first chopsticks.

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"This is Chinese kale? It's so refreshing. It doesn't taste like taste in your mouth at first, but after chewing it, you can taste the unique sweetness and refreshing taste of vegetables." Liang Shuang couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks again.

"I used to eat fake kale, right? Brother Song, how did you make the kale so delicious? Every time you chew it, it feels delicious. Is this a vegetarian dish? Vegetarian dishes can be so delicious?"

Yang Song said: "This whole cold dish is a vegetarian dish."

"Isn't it deceiving? This orange wildflower I ate looks like a chicken."

"And mine, this is duck meat, it's delicious, delicious and juicy, roasted duck meat."

"There are also mushrooms. Mushrooms are real mushrooms, but this mushroom seems to be picked from the forest after the rain and swallowed in one bite."

Yang Song: "Mushrooms cannot be eaten raw. Be careful of poisoning. In order to ensure the fresh taste and taste after the rain, I have spent a lot of effort. I cooked the mushrooms first to extract the umami, and then squeezed them with dried bamboo shoots. Juice, steamed over high heat and separated from water, two-pronged approach, it has this rich and delicious taste."

"What about this? The path in the jungle, it tastes crunchy, sweet and sour, and spicy. It's so delicious. What is it made of?"

"Can the road still be eaten?"

A group of people are busy setting down chopsticks.

Yang Song smiled: "This is a dish made of ground fern root powder. It tastes crisp and tender. I also added chili and Laba garlic to taste. Of course it tastes refreshing and delicious."

Liu Haiyang took over the conversation and said: "Most of us here are running around. The weather is hot recently and we are prone to get angry. This fern root powder clears heat and relieves heat, and can also prevent high blood, high blood lipids and high blood sugar. Xiao Yang, you Cooking is not only delicious, but also considers the health of the diners, which is really a chef's demeanor."

Yang Song was a little embarrassed: "There are banquets in summer, and those who can go out to participate in the banquets in the hot summer are all good friends. Everyone gathers together, with green wine, red songs and good food. You must be happy when you eat and drink, and your body must be happy."

Everyone was very moved: Sure enough, Brother Song, you love us.

Yang Song: Don't say such nasty words, I get goosebumps.

(End of this chapter)