Chapter 49: Mutton with lamb (1)

In Houhou's kitchen, two hundred servings of zongzi noodles are out of the pot, and the sour and red toppings are permeated in the air, making people's appetite open!
The large meat buns in a drawer, full of umami, steaming, white and large, are waiting to be released!
"Sister Rouer, the guests are urging the vegetables!" Zhu Zi intoxicated and smelled the scent, which made him think of business.
"I know, right away! Brother Zhuzi, you can take the altar wine up again, and by the way, ask the guests, how do you prepare meat?" Gentle replied casually, keeping his hands on.
Scallion powder, coriander, daylily, fungus, cooking wine, vermicelli, salt and other ingredients are prepared gently and one by one.
"My lords, the chef said that the lamb was soaked right away, and I asked you how to prepare it?" Zhu Zhu held an altar towards Chaolu.
"Hehe, it seems that the chef Houchi really is a man who can eat! So, after a labor, the chef came to teach!" Mr. Song Tao laughed with a beard.
"After what chef, she is a twelve-year-old girl!" Zhu Zi muttered.
"Why are you still doing this? I'm not ready to ask the chef who is the chef!" Zhao Jing stunned at the sight of Zhu Zi.
"Yes, go here if you are small!" Pillar walked backwards to the hall, panic, almost tripped over himself.
如何 How can this be good? Chef Wen is busy with a bunch of beggars at this moment, but this lamb glutton is made by Rouer girl, so it's hard to take Rouer girl to Yajian!
Bian Zhuzi thought for a while, and then he went to the kitchen!
"Sir, why do you have to ask the post chef for help? Let's do it yourself?" Sheng Yaoshan is planning to drink the second altar wine at this moment.
"Neither of you have ever seen the real mutton pupa. Although the old man only ate it when he was young, he also forgot it. Please invite the chef to come, and naturally he will eat it to the fullest!" Mr. Song Tao said, He just stretched his neck and waited for his lamb to soak.
"Sheng Yaoshan, how good is this wine?" Ren Yue finally couldn't sit still, and saw the second altar of Sheng Yaoshan in an instant, and asked casually.
"Great, great! In the poem, the sun and the moon are in the midst of the immortal, and the flat ground is soaring for nine days. In addition to Penglai's gold nationality, the costume is in front of the abbot Yutang." Sheng Yaoshan improvised a poem.
The more he listened, the more hesitantly his face moved.
"Good wine! Good poetry!" Mr. Song Tao applauded, "Yao Shan, if you did not win Wu Kui last year and participate in the hall test, the old man guarantees that you will compete for the top prize!"
"Mr. ridiculous, Yao Shan only knows a few words, and his whole life loves Jin Ge Iron Horse. If the paper is adopted, Ren Sanlang can be called the top of the week!" Sheng Yaoshan waved and laughed.
"Hum, pretend to be modest. You Wuqi killed the horse thief in Xianyang last time, and it was not under my sword!" Ren Yue secretly exasperated in her heart, but she was polite and polite.
Between talking, the gentle lamb soaked 馍 is out of the pot.
The steaming lamb was torn into small pieces, and the thick soup was only wrapped with a "fresh" word!
盘 A plate of white crickets, neatly set aside.
There are seasonings such as minced green onion, coriander, day lily, fungus, cooking wine, vermicelli, salt, etc. Colorfully placed in a small bowl, lined up.
When I saw Zhu Zhuzi, I didn't know how many times I had drooled. The native Xianyang people didn't eat this lamb soaked in small dishes. How can this dish be so fragrant today?
"Sister Rouer, the distinguished guest upstairs said, ask the post chef to help!" Zhu Zi whispered softly.
"No problem, Brother Zhu, I'll go with you!" Gently cleaned his hands and turned to leave.
"Sister Rouer, but you ..." Zhu Zi's heart went up and down.
Twenty-two-year-old gentle, but after learning to cook, but only half a month, but this progress is fast, can it really let her go?
"Brother Zhuzi, let's go, this dish needs to be eaten hot!" Gentle urged.
"Oh! No matter!" Zhu looked at Chef Wen who was too busy to touch the ground.
Anyway, what the guest wants to see is the master who makes the bubble, and he doesn't specify that he must be Chef Wen.
Anyway, this lamb bubble is really made by Rouer sister ...
I thought for a while, the pillar was gentle with the plate, and had come to the door of the lotus hall.
"Lamb soaked 喽 come!" Pillar opened the door and drank.
Suddenly, the sky above the lotus hall was permeated with a rich and bold northwestern style.
The white mist spread out, and saw Zhao Jing's pale-faced pestle there, and the fire was burning in his eyes, as if to eat people.
This stupid post, how can I bring a little girl here? Shouldn't this dish be made by Chef Wen!
At this moment, Master Qiao with Qiao Zizhang, Li Treasurer and others are still standing in the Lotus Hall, always waiting to serve the distinguished guests from Beijing.
When the white mist was cleared, it wasn't Chef Wen that he saw, but this little girl called Gentle, still a grey-blue cloth old cotton coat, no face with pink powder, and her eyes were extremely clear. Like a gorgeous daffodil, quietly open beside the clear lake in the long valley.
Master Qiao Qiao's brow froze, his heart said: What is it like, Chef Wen? Knowing that your girl is learning to cook here will not let her deal with such a distinguished guest!
乔 子 章 looked calmly and tenderly, all eyes were smiling, this girl is so special!
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"Let's wait for a long time!" Gentle and generous came in, Ma Li took up the white porcelain bowl in front of everyone. Seeing an old man sitting in the middle, presumably this is the legendary Mr. Song Tao!
He raised his spoon gently and gave Mr. Song Tao a bowl of warm mutton soup. He gestured politely with his hand. Then everyone gave a bowl to everyone here.
各位 "Masters, the first way to eat this lamb is‘ single walk ’, that is, each has its own taste. Let ’s first drink a bowl of soup to warm the stomach!
Said gently.
Master Yun Songtao looked at the little girl in front of him with ease, simple, simple, plain face to the sky, no fandai. Even the clothes are so ordinary, but there is a sense of aura in his bones.
Natural de-carving, hibiscus with clear water.
Wu Shengyaoshan squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the gentleness. The girl was familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere. By the way, the day when the horse thief was killed, outside the city gate, and on the snow, Sheng Yaoshan's eyes shone!
Bian Renyue looked at Gentle with interest, and said in heart: This girl is really interesting, and she has met again!
"Ah!" At the time of the "peerless double pride" in Beijing, Mr. Song Tao's mouth had already given a long-lasting admiration.
The soup has been drunk, warming the heart and stomach, and fragrant in the mouth.
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