Chapter 313: Soy pork hand soup

"This man, really. I have n’t eaten for lunch. Isn't it for dinner? No wonder he doesn't eat human fireworks, his hands are cold and afraid of people, and he dare not eat at all!" Gently watching Ren Yue disappear. Directions speak to themselves.
In the restaurant of Chengfuji, because it was time for dinner, the diners were bustling. Between the tasting and drinking, the style and strength of the first restaurant in the provincial capital is self-evident.
Because of accompanying Wen's father and daughter to Chengfu Ji today, Ren Yue never brought Ying Xue with her. Now she returns to Chengfu Ji and is still alone.
The foot injury had not healed yet, and they took these paths again. At noon, the force was distributed by one enemy to overpower the crowd. At this moment, Ren Yue only felt that his left foot was stiff, as if he could not exert strength.
Quietly pointing at the back door of Chengfuji, there are few people here, and it's still a bit embarrassing. Ren Yue looked up at the tall restaurant's exterior wall, his frown slightly wrinkled, still sinking his heart. Luck rose.
A large white butterfly leaped on the outer wall of Chengfuji, fast and beautiful, like a spiritual pet between heaven and earth, elegant and deep, and disappeared only in the blink of an eye.
Ren Yue clearly remembered that when they came at noon, although the chef in that floor ordered someone to go to the back kitchen to pick up some kitchen utensils, the direction in which Xiao Xiao turned around was toward the second floor. Could it be the post-cooker of Blessings? Is it on the second floor?
Gently bypassing the human voice, breaking through the painted window paper, a clean and tidy kitchen, now reflected in Ren Yue's eyes!
It turned out that Chengfuji is different from other restaurants. The chefs of the ordinary chefs here are all on the first floor, but the chef ’s kitchenette is located on the second floor alone!
At this moment, the kitchenette was empty, and various dishes were stewed on the stove, with the steam transpiring and the aroma overflowing.
"If you have such an artifact, you should bring it with you if you are on the right path. If it comes from theft, you will naturally see no one. This knife should not be on your body, it must be in this small kitchen!" Ren Yue secretly speculated. Seeing no one around, he turned into the kitchen and looked around.
Knife holders, stoves, tile cylinders, drawers ... even the rice cylinders and dough cylinders have been searched, and the figure of the black iron kitchen knife is still not found!
In fact, it is no wonder that Ren Yue can't find it, because the black iron kitchen knife is not in this small kitchen at all!
Chef Lou got the sword since noon. My heart was rejoicing, and I first touched it for a while, then I was worried.
Such a sword is too arrogant if you bring it with you; if you stay in the kitchen, you will be exposed to the fumes of smoke, which is a pity; it is the best policy to keep it and wait until late at night to take it out and enjoy it alone! Gentle lost her artifact, and naturally she looked around, but how could she know that the knife was in my hands! Hehe, I think that Fan Jian's work is really a good thing, he can steal the first of the provincial capital! Such an artifact is in hand. After the wind is heard, the dust is settled. Two months later, the Beijing Chefs Selection Tournament, I will take it to Beijing to show the glory of our building!
Even if Ren Yue is even more powerful, even if the flower swordsmanship is brilliant, he will not know how Chef Lou's mind is planning! The so-called human heart is unpredictable, the depth of hiding and the hard to find are beyond the reach of Ren Yue!
Thinking of the inconvenience of a foot injury, if I stayed again, I was afraid that he might hit the grass and frighten the snake. Ren Yuesui turned over and returned, and returned to Wen's small courtyard with some frustration.
"Find it?" Gentle welcomed him, looking forward.
Ren Yue shook her head and said nothing.
"How is this good? When Chef Liu handed over the black iron knife to me for safekeeping, Qianding Dingwan told him that the knife must be used daily, otherwise it would rust and rot, making it difficult to reproduce the magic. "Muttered softly and agitatedly.
"I suspect Chef Lou stole it, but I can't find a trace of the knife in his kitchenette. Anyway, I will go to Yelou's apartment again tonight." Ren Yue relieved.
"If it was stolen by him. If he used it every day, I would be afraid he would hide it or change hands ... If that is the case, then Chef Liu will look for me in the future, what should I do? Intersect! "Gentle annoyed, holding his hands on his knees, and sitting down on the stone steps in front of the door.
At this moment, Wen's door was opened, and Wen Shou was returning with Cai Mi ahead of time.
"Rouer, what's so delicious? I'm hungry today!" Wen Shouzheng is really a cook. Even if the big thing is in front of me, as long as there is something to eat, I can spend it leisurely.
The belly is all he has, the rest is bullshit!
"Oh, Rou's craftsmanship has improved so much recently! I smell like soy pork hand soup, burnt white soup, steamed sea bass and dried tea tree mushrooms!" Cai Mi squinted and flashed into the small kitchen.
"Oh, you, Cai Mi, are really joking! How could you smell it! You can clearly see it with your eyes! If you smell, my family Rouer ..." Wen Shouzheng quickly entered the kitchen with Cai Mi, There are four plates of delicate dishes just out of the pot on the small table. What you can see at a glance! Wen Shouzheng was about to boast of his soft nose, but suddenly remembered something, and immediately covered his mouth.
Fortunately, Cai Mi was eating with all her heart. She didn't care about Wen Shouzhen at all, but she couldn't help but swallow.
Creamy pig's hand soup garnished with finely rounded soybeans; white scallion soup made from slow-burning Puning bean paste; fresh and intact fresh sea bass, tender and original flavour; wrapped in thin noodles and deep-fried tea tree mushrooms Upright, golden and crisp, I don't know how delicious it will be in your mouth!
Four dishes, accompanied by the sweet white rice in the pot, not to mention that many people in this room have been hungry, even those who have just eaten, will come to a bowl without hesitation!
Seeing this, the gloom of Ren Yuefang was also swept away. Wen Shouzheng's enthusiasm was invited. Cai Mi's rudeness, coupled with the scent Zhou and Wen Ting gathered together. Six people brought the food to the small courtyard together, under the green vine, beside the bamboo, and the wine was delighted by the redness of the begonia flower.
It seems that the tension and worries at noon have long since disappeared; it seems that there has been no success with the knife, and there is still a turnaround.
In fact, just before serving the dishes, the gentleness and carefulness had already seen Ren Yue's slowness when walking.
When I think of him at noon alone, he fights with the people; when I think of not only his safety, but also how to secure the red sleeve from Fan Jian's hands; when he thinks of his seemingly thin body, he resists the fat Wen Shouzheng Hurrying out of the restaurant ...
It seems that his feet have not fully recovered yet! Prior to this, Nangong Xue repeatedly explained before the leg injury, and before the foot injury was completely recovered, you must not do strenuous exercise, let alone load ...
When I think of it, I feel tenderness everywhere in my tender heart, and it is so painful.
"Drink some soup, this soup is not greasy, I've dealt with it." Gently put a bowl of soy pig hand soup in front of Ren Yue.
Ren Yue's eyebrows stretched without hesitation. Although he still couldn't completely resolve the "previous", he knew that Rouer knew him best and never lied to him!
He doesn't like the greasy and greasy, even though Rou'er has made the dish of daikon, it is carefully processed and the taste is fresh;
He doesn't like sweets, and Rouer is always refreshing and delicious;
As if those ingredients he had never touched before were in Rouer's hands. With all the magic magic, it is no longer greasy, sweet and greasy, it suddenly turns into a mouth that can be swallowed, can be swallowed, and there are even some misses that can't stop.
Just like this soy pork hand soup, gentle has already condensed and removed the white oil layer by layer, and then covered the residue with chicken down to filter out the residue. The gelatine is cooked by alternate military and military fire, and completely melted into the milky soup. It is even the random hoof tendons, which are gently cut into filaments, and immersed in the soup, which makes the mouth melt instantly. It tastes like a thick winged magpie that tastes good.
The savory fragrance is delicious, the slippery and tenderness is abnormal, the lingering fragrance is left, and the mood is long.
Ren Yue Xiaokou's tasting. His slender white fingers, the spoon, the sound of the white porcelain spoon gently colliding with the white porcelain bowl, as if the Sanskrit sound from an exotic, elegant spoon bowl lips, elegant as if the length is different, but full of rhythm Poems.
As a result, even on a weekly basis, Wen Ting, who was scrambling to scramble, was infected, and suddenly the gentleman got up and chewed slowly.
The soup is extremely nutritious, especially for the healing and recovery of the wound. This was explained by Nangong Xue before his departure, and it was memorized, but unfortunately Nangong Xue was not there. If she tasted it, she would marvel at the gentle craftsmanship. It is comparable to the five-star chefs of their time, or a private house with limited supply and advance booking.
At a meal, the food was extremely elegant, and after the meal, Ren Yue's eyes signaled to Cai Mi, a whisper outside the courtyard.
"What's the matter with my son?" Cai Mi asked.
"Bo Cai, Cheng Qingyu's Lou Qingyu, do you recognize?" Ren Yue asked.
"Lou Qingyu ..." Cai Mi was a little hesitant.
"He recognizes you and knows that you are Master Liuwei!" Ren Yue reminded.
"But the descendant of Gongzhonglou Yuche? Oops, it's been too long, and the husband has forgotten it a bit. I feel vaguely impressed when you say that. It seems that Chef Lou brought his son to the palace in his early years. I can't remember the relationship, "Cai Mi recalled.
"Bo Cai, you need to watch out for the chef in that building. I heard that he will go to Beijing to participate in the annual chef selection contest in two months. Before that, he may be against you." Ren Yue reminded again ~ www.mtlnovel. com ~ oh? Unexpectedly, his revenge is inherited! Ha ha, I think back then, Chef Lou and I made a beef tongue together, but in the end he was pursuing crisp taste. The missed miss did not cook the beef tongue. After the sacrifice of the Holy Spirit, he was furious and expelled him from the palace. He was a man with a narrow-minded heart and ended in depression within a few months. Unexpectedly, his son has been resentful. "Cai Mi sighed, slowly.
"If you want to come to Cai Bo's cooking skills and heart, naturally you will not go to Beijing to participate in the selection of chefs. You managed to get out of it. There is no reason to return, huh, Cai Bo is careful to watch out." Ren Yue smiled lightly. .
"The old man retired for many years. Naturally, he would never go to ask about food in Jingzhong and Gongzhong. However, your news really reminded the old man that this opportunity is indeed a golden opportunity for a chef! If anyone knows, they must not be able to sleep happily! "Cai Mishou smiled.
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