Global Food Tour

Chapter 168 Top Ingredients! [fourth more]

Before Old Earl Fair's buttocks were warm from sitting, he rubbed his hands and asked, "Can I drink now?"

"Yes." Zhang Feng smiled and opened the whiskey that had been dusty for many years.

The moment the cork was opened, the strong aroma of the wine came out, and the liquid in the brown bottle that had been deposited for 200 years finally showed its original appearance. Old Earl Fell stretched his neck towards Zhang Feng, Kai Earl also looked forward to it.

"I can sense it's a good wine."

Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Old Earl Fell scolded in his heart, "Nonsense, can it be good wine?"

With a hint of pilgrimage in mind, Zhang Feng poured a glass for Earl Kyle and Old Earl Fell. The alcoholic appearance of the old Earl Fell immediately tore off the last disguise, tremblingly picked up the fine wine, and tasted it carefully. a mouthful.

"Ha...beautiful, beautiful..."

After the old Earl Fell finished speaking these words, he drank it in one gulp. With the strong aroma of the wine, and Earl Kyle's satisfied appearance afterwards, Zhang Feng also picked up the wine glass and took a sip. In an instant, Zhang Feng His face turned red, and he could even hear what the system said.

"Haha, you can't drink this wine!"

"It's not us British after all!"

The two earls teased Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng was smiling, but MMP was in his heart. The discomfort in the stomach has been relieved, but the evil fire in the stomach is still making trouble.

"You said you don't know how to take pictures for a long time?"

"That's right, that's right, sell the rest to me, and I'll offer fifty thousand pounds." The old Earl Fell said cunningly.

Zhang Feng was also very speechless. Wine tasting is a skill as well as an art. He obviously doesn't have the qualifications to taste spirits. Like the Four Seasons wine, after drinking it, it is so magical. This kind of wine...

"Hey, there is such a feeling that the lips and teeth are fragrant." But Zhang Feng did not dare to try a second sip.

"If the earl likes it, I can just send it to you. There is a saying in China that talking about money hurts feelings." Zhang Feng generously made a favor.

"Okay, thank you very much, you are a good boy, by the way, do you still drink the glass in front of you?" Old Earl Fell was a real alcoholic, and he actually stared at the glass that Zhang Feng took a sip of in front of him.

Earl Kyle on the side also laughed haha, and couldn't help cursing: "Fair, you old guy is really a drunkard, Zhang Feng, don't take it to heart, he won't be able to walk after seeing alcohol, If the wine is good, he can go to the House to introduce a bill."

Hearing Earl Kyle's words, Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. Does this reveal something?No matter whether I need it or not, Xu Jie may use it or not, so I can always make a note of it.

"Haha, if you find good wine, you must inform the two earls. I still have something urgent, so I won't disturb the earls for a drink, and we will talk about it in the future." Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"Ah? Leaving so soon?" the old Earl Fell said in surprise.

"Some things are in a hurry, the two earls take it slow."

"Okay, then you can go to your business and let us know when you come to England again." Earl Kyle said.

"Ok."

After coming out of the restaurant, Zhang Feng drove to a small town called Karl, because Uncle Harry, the personal chef who had made friends with the Hebrew Earl, said that his friend there discovered a black truffle weighing three hundred grams. , notified him, so he told Zhang Feng the news, and also helped Zhang Feng let the owner of the truffle keep the truffle.

"Uncle Harry, I've arrived in the small town of Carl, but the owner of the truffle can't get through the phone."

"Okay, I'll call his other number and you wait for my message."

"Ok."

Not long after, Uncle Harry called back, and soon the owner of the truffle came outside the town and took Zhang Feng to his home.

"Uncle, can I see that truffle?" Zhang Feng was very excited. This legendary top-notch ingredient, and it's so big, is simply rare to see.

The owner of the truffle was also very considerate. He took out the well-protected truffle, which was as black as pig dung lumps, which did not affect Zhang Feng's excitement at all. He stretched out his hand and wanted to take it, but the owner avoided it, saying: "I I’m an old friend with Harry, and he said that you are a very, very good cook, someone offered [-] pounds for this truffle outside, and I only want [-] pounds, but you have to cook me a dish with truffles.”

"make a deal."

Zhang Feng didn't mind the man's threatening words at all, but immediately added: "But you can't use it."

"Of course, the kitchen has been tidied up and the ingredients have been purchased. If you want anything else, I'll buy it right away." The owner of the truffle said excitedly.

"Hmm, truffle, do you have any meat or eggs?" Zhang Feng thought of a method.

The owner of the truffle thought for a while and replied, "There are eggs, and the meat is the duck I just bought today."

"Perfect, then I'll make you two dishes, black truffle stewed duck, big tonic, black truffle egg roll, delicious." Zhang Feng smiled.

The owner of the truffle nodded happily, and said with a happy face, "Okay."

The appearance of the truffles is not good-looking. When cleaning, Zhang Feng’s obsessive-compulsive disorder was committed again. He insisted on washing no less than ten times before putting a few truffles back on the plate, and then cutting the ingredients for a while. After putting it in the casserole, the knife is started on the black truffle.

The moment the black truffle was cut open, it was so white that it was dazzling. It wasn't as black as imagined. Zhang Feng sighed, "It turned out to be like this."

The owner of the truffle was watching from the sidelines. He had seen the cut truffle before, and he was not as ignorant as Zhang Feng. After being slightly taken aback, Zhang Feng began to handle the black truffle in his hand. So Zhang Feng first cut the black truffle into regular pieces, and those "leftovers" were expected to be put into a casserole and stewed with duck.

The owner of the truffle at the side praised Zhang Feng secretly. The leftovers of black truffles are the most difficult to deal with. They didn't expect that they would be disposed of without any violation after being stewed.

When it was time to cut the truffle into thin and regular slices, Zhang Feng took out the knife in his saber, which was about [-] centimeters long and [-] centimeters wide, and cut the truffle quickly and accurately.

When the thin truffle piece appeared in front of the truffle owner, the truffle owner finally agreed with his old friend Harry and exclaimed, "Wow, God... how did you do it?"

Zhang Feng smiled shyly, did not explain, and could not explain.

"Uncle, please pour all the oil that was poured into the bowl just now into the frying pan, and turn the heat to the minimum."

"it is good."

Afterwards, Zhang Feng learned how to make puff pastry. After pouring a thin layer of prepared egg juice into the pan, spread a layer of black truffle. Repeat this many times. The black truffle on the upper layer has just become ripe, and the lower layer has become golden. Just when the owner of the truffle thought that Zhang Feng was going to turn over the cake inside, Zhang Feng took it out of the pan and immediately cut a piece for him, saying: "I believe you will like it!"

(End of this chapter)