The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 347 Dim Sum
Dude, these two pots of tea cost more than $400 a la carte...

...It is also the category of high-end tea.

He Nan felt that he had never drunk such expensive tea.

Learn a lot today.

...but he wondered if he couldn't say anything other than "delicious".

I don't know how to describe it, and I can't appreciate how delicious it is.

After all, tasting tea is also a skill.

Not everyone can tell the subtleties of high-end tea.

He Nan felt that he belonged to one of them.

He still likes to brew tea in a big pot and drink it directly.

This way of drinking is also enjoying tea.

There is no such thing as vulgarity and low-end, just different habits.

It's just that the tea is indeed divided into grades.

The tea leaves on the tea list are all accompanied by pictures.

He Nan thinks... this is not "pictures are for reference only".

It should really be what it comes out of.

Because he looked down at the lobby on the first floor, he could see that some people also ordered high-end tea, the size of the leaves in the pot was really pleasing to the eye.

Fill it up.

It feels so good to fly.

Of course, most people would not order such expensive tea.

There are very cheap teas that you can order, and you can sit and watch a play here and enjoy the lively atmosphere.

This kind of place is where high-end and low-end consumption coexist.

In any case, all eyes were on the stage.

The drama is over.

Now, two people are talking about cross talk there.

"Sir, miss, do you want to order some dim sum?" The younger waiter, who was dressed up so much that he wanted to be called Xiaoer, looked at the two with a smile and asked, "If you don't know what to eat, I can recommend it for you. one time."

"That's fine, you can recommend it."

"Can you use Chinese, sir? Some dishes lose their charm once translated into English, and you can't fully appreciate the subtleties of the names when you eat—"

"—Yes, yes, come on." He Nan said in Chinese.

"Okay, sir." He cleared his throat and breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, he felt something was wrong.

As a result, when Xiaoer really spoke, He Nan was immediately stunned.

Because he basically didn't eat the snacks he mentioned.

And after talking about a dozen times in a row, the words became faster and faster, as if the rocket's butt was on fire and rushed into the sky, and it didn't want to stop at all.

No, I can't stop.

how to say……

He Nan glanced at the two people who talked about cross talk, and couldn't laugh or cry.

it sounds like...

...Would you like to practice reporting the name of the dish with me here?

He Nan heard that he didn't want to finish speaking for a while, so he could only signal him to stop.

"You have too many recommendations, are you trying to make me die?" He Nan sighed: "Just look at it."

"Yes sir, how much do you want?"

"Just watch it, we've had dinner, don't overdo it."

"Then let's put together a plate for the two of you, two of each dim sum, and a few more."

"Alright, let's go."

He Nan finally got him away and took a breath.

"...What did he just say?" Shirley frowned.

"I'm chanting a spell." He Nan told her solemnly: "He has discovered my identity as a mage, and just now he wanted to fight with me, making gestures. I told him that I came to eat and not to talk nonsense with you, let me He hasten to get out and serve."

"...What the hell are you talking about?" Shirley looked bored.

"Uh... the name of the dish." He Nan coughed, "Anyway, the dim sum will be served later, he will choose the recommended dim sum and put together a plate for us, so we don't have to choose by ourselves."

"Oh..." Xueli smiled slightly when she said this: "I hope there is pork in it."

"Honey sauce?"

"Ah."

"Ah...you want to eat that." He Nan nodded, "It's okay, if there's nothing in the dish later, we'll order another one."

Char siu pork in honey sauce is quite common in Japan.

The Japanese generally eat them with rice.

Cover directly on top.

...or buried in rice as in some styles of pork chop rice.

He Nan and Xue Li will buy some barbecued pork for a while.

He hopes to be able to do it himself one day.But the degree of difficulty is a bit high.

The main reason is that the sauce is not easy to handle, and the sauce is the soul of char siew.

Barbecued pork itself is made by everyone.

The main thing is this sauce.

Therein lies the difference.

Whoever is famous for making barbecued pork, they all have secret sauces.

Possibly still an ancestral recipe.

Generations of people have been masters of barbecued pork.

In this way, perhaps one day sooner or later, the child born will also become barbecued pork.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, in the mouths of some local and Japanese parents, "It's not as useful to give birth to a piece of barbecued pork" is a common line to complain about children's lack of progress.

In this way, the children can be turned into barbecued pork in one step, which will definitely make them very satisfied.

Someday I will make my exclusive barbecued pork for Shirley... He Nan thought to himself.

But I always feel that when the time comes, the result will be...

Shirley thinks my cooking is too bad, so let's buy other people's.

Or just to give me face, I said it was delicious, but in fact I still want to eat someone else's next time.

This will make people feel more frustrated.

... The more I think about it, the more I feel that I really look forward to how well their honey sauce pork is.

I have eaten so many...how is this one different?
... By the way, do they have honey-glazed char siu pork on their menu?

Thinking of this, He Nan frowned.

So he reopened the menu and looked at it.

Find……

Not only that.

There are several more.

Just like chrysanthemum tea, it has been subdivided into several categories.

Of course, the difference of this char siu pork is still in the sauce.

Instead of making a fuss about fat and thin - this is a relatively low behavior, and the char siew that good restaurants give customers is fat and thin.

Ok……

……Um?

...what is this green sauce?
Looking at it, He Nan felt that it was very dramatic.

Green... goes with char siew?
...it can't be wasabi.

No no no, probably not...

That was so dark.

It should be something like matcha...?
...No, it always feels a little weird.

He Nan felt that the juice should also be sweet.

Otherwise, it cannot be called honey sauce barbecued pork.

But for some reason, it is really difficult for him to associate this color of sauce with "sweet".

Wasabi and matcha always come to mind.

One is pungent and the other is full of bitterness.

…until he thought of cantaloupe.

Yes, this green char siu should be cantaloupe-flavored...it makes more sense.

The more He Nan thought about it, the more he looked forward to it.

Fortunately, dim sum is served quickly.

He saw the green char siu immediately, so he tasted it immediately.

Then I found out...it actually tasted like green tea.

However, it does have a sweet taste and a milky aroma.

(End of this chapter)