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Chapter 182 The Realistic Tongue of God!

Chapter 182 The Realistic Tongue of God! (4.8K)

The three-layer food boxes were taken out and laid out one by one.

Smelling the aroma so close, Li Beixing felt his stomach rumbling.

My appetite was average in the morning and I didn't eat much. Now it's almost noon, so I'm naturally very hungry.

"Shall I start eating?"

She looked at Chen Jingle with a faint smile, and when she saw him nod, she stopped being hesitant and started eating happily.

Try the small pear soup first.

When she has a poor appetite, she likes to eat something sweet to stimulate her appetite.

The same goes for home, at least eat some fruit.

Li Beixing's eyes suddenly lit up when he scooped a spoonful of pear soup with a stainless steel spoon.

She was surprised and said, "This pear soup of yours tastes better than any I've had before!"

Look at the color of this pear soup, it is clear and transparent, filled with the aroma of red dates and loquats, and the presence of white fungus makes the pear soup just the right viscosity.

The temperature is just right and the sweetness is moderate. The moment it enters your throat, you feel refreshed, smooth and comfortable.

Not to mention that it was much stronger than what she had drunk in the Beijing Hotel before, but it was at least much stronger.

Not an exaggeration at all!
He is obviously from Jiangbei, but he can make such authentic Beijing desserts. He is self-taught, so his talent is incredible!
Li Beixing could only marvel and quickly drink a few more sips.

If she hadn't been concerned about her image, she would have picked it up and drank it.

Chen Jingle smiled: "As long as it tastes good."

He only tasted two bites when it was out of the pot and felt that it tasted okay. Considering that Li Beixing was in much better condition today, he used a little less rock sugar and brown sugar, and also added some salt to neutralize the sweetness of the pear soup.

Maybe it would taste better if left overnight.

Unfortunately time is limited.

Li Beixing's mood at the moment was just like this bowl of pear soup, sweet. Thinking that the dessert was so amazing, it would not be a big problem even if the remaining two main dishes tasted worse.

"Don't just drink the sugar water, try something else." Chen Jingle reminded.

"Ooh!"

Li Beixing looked at the other two foods, and waited until the sweetness in his mouth faded a little before he scooped a spoonful of black bean and lean meat porridge.

Judging from the appearance, this porridge is definitely not as good as the pear soup, but it has a rich aroma.

After chewing it for a while, Li Beixing was surprised: "It's delicious!"

In fact, when the porridge is cooked to this degree, there is no need to chew it at all, you can just swallow it directly. She wants to savor the flavor carefully.

Compared with the pear soup just now, the black bean porridge is not that amazing, but it gives people the feeling that it is suitable in all aspects and there is nothing wrong with it.

The aroma of black beans, lean meat and rice blended together, with a smooth taste, it's amazing!

If you can have a bowl of steaming hot but not too hot black bean porridge as a midnight snack every morning or after a busy day's work, it would be a real enjoyment!
Li Beixing seemed to have thought of something: "This black bean porridge recipe seems to be only available in Jiangbei. I have never seen it when I was studying in the provincial capital or traveling abroad."

Chen Jingle nodded slightly: "It seems so, at least I haven't seen it anywhere else."

Li Beixing smiled and said, "My mother also cooked black bean porridge when I was a child, but our family was not well off at that time, so she only put some pork in it occasionally. Most of the time it was just plain black bean porridge. Vegetarian black bean porridge is not as fragrant, and the taste is also much worse."

Chen Jingle was slightly surprised, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

If the other person is willing to share family topics, just listen. It is not appropriate to ask proactively, so as not to be suspected of inquiring about other people's family background.

Li Beixing really likes this black bean and lean meat porridge.

It was simple, but the taste was extraordinary, reminding her of the taste of what her mother cooked when she was a child. She even wanted to put the amazing pear soup aside.

Chen Jingle reminded at the right time: "If you feel your throat is sticky, you can drink some soup."

Yes, there is soup too!
She was so busy drinking the porridge that she forgot about it again.

The strange thing is that Chen Jingle makes everything so delicious that people can’t help but immerse themselves in it.

Wolfberry leaf and lean meat soup.

A kind of raw soup that she is quite familiar with. It is a soup that her family makes every summer. Her mother and Aunt Wang have both made it and are said to be good at clearing away heat and detoxifying.

I don't know if it has any specific effects, but she likes it very much.

What Chen Jingle cooked was obviously more fragrant and sweet. I don’t know how he cooked it, but he put a lot of wolfberry leaves and less meat slices. But Li Beixing has become accustomed to his superb cooking skills, so now he just eats it.

really not bad!
Li Beixing drank it well.

I have been feeling unwell these past few days and have had little appetite, but now, seeing the food prepared by Chen Jingle, my appetite has been greatly aroused and I can’t stop eating.

Li Beixing couldn't help but wonder whether his appetite had improved today, or whether the food cooked by Chen Jingle really tasted so magical.

If it’s the latter, that’s really amazing!
Because this level has surpassed the scope of ordinary cuisine and can be called top-level delicacy, it can change the taste buds in a physical sense.

This will be good news for many anorexia patients.

……

Li Beixing exclaimed: "How do you make simple ingredients so delicious?"

Chen Jingle chuckled: "Nothing special, just practice makes perfect."

"Hey~~"

Li Beixing looked slightly disgusted, feeling that he was a little too modest and a little pretentious, but he couldn't help laughing.

This reason is actually reasonable.

In addition to his extraordinary talent, he must have practiced a lot, otherwise how could he have cooked such delicious food.

Geniuses also need to work hard.

Li Beixing looked here and there, and suddenly felt distressed: "There are so many portions, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish them."

"It's okay. If you can't finish it, then don't finish it. There's no need to worry about wasting it and making your stomach upset." Chen Jingle waved his hands quickly.

Li Beixing glanced at him, thoughtfully.

At this time, the long-haired calico cat in the store came out from the backyard, saw Chen Jingle, ran over meowing, rubbed against Chen Jingle's feet, looked up at him, and wanted to jump onto his legs.

However, this time Chen Jingle did not let it do as it wished. He just reached out and rubbed its head and chin.

Li Beixing's eyes suddenly lit up: "Can we give the leftover meat to the kitten?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Jingle stopped him and said, "I don't really recommend you feed this to the cat."

"Why? Aren't cats carnivores?" Li Beixing was surprised.

Chen Jingle explained: "It didn't like cat food in the first place. After Zhou Manlin changed it to chicken breast and lean meat, it was very satisfied with its current diet. If you feed it this, then feed it ordinary chicken breast and lean meat, it will not like to eat it. I don't have time to cook for it every day."

"Ah? Will it be like this again?" Li Beixing was stunned.

There is a saying that goes "know when to stop, too much is as bad as too little".

Many people in rural areas keep cats, but they only feed them rice and fish soup, rarely meat, and at most some leftovers.

Because once cats have tasted meat, they will no longer like to eat their original food. Not every household has the conditions to spend dozens or hundreds of dollars every month to buy cat food or meat to feed cats.

After all, the pension for elderly people in rural areas is only about 100 yuan a month.

There are actually very few people like Chen Jingle who are willing to feed their children meat for every meal, one in ten thousand.

But even he would not normally feed the tiger cub his own food, otherwise the tiger would become picky and the little fat cat would really miss it every day.

Do you think cats don’t know whether something tastes good or not?
To Chen Jingle, pets are just pets. You can like them, but he won’t put them on the same level as humans.

He has a cat, but he is not a cat lover.

Normal chicken breast and lean meat taste very good.

……

Li Beixing looked at the kitten and said with regret: "Xiao Huahua, it seems you are not lucky enough to have such a good meal!"

At this moment, Zhou Manlin's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Great, I finally caught you two!"

Li Beixing quickly looked back and saw Zhou Manlin walking up the stairs below with her long legs.

"Hey, Manlin?! Why are you here?"

"This is my store, isn't it normal for me to come here?" Zhou Manlin said unhappily, "Why? Are you two doing something shameful?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Li Beixing said angrily, her cheeks slightly red.

Zhou Manlin glanced at the insulated lunch box in front of Li Beixing and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, they've started delivering the food. But why don't they send it to school or home, but to me?"

Li Beixing didn't have the habit of bringing food from home, so he knew without hesitation that it must have been brought by Chen Jingle.

tsk tsk~
This has developed quietly?

But judging from their behavior, they didn't seem to be very intimate, so it shouldn't have come to that.

Zhou Manlin's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, guessing secretly.

Chen Jingle looked somewhat helpless: "She is sick and has a poor appetite. I am just helping her get some food to stimulate her appetite."

Li Beixing snorted twice: "If you want to eat, go get a spoon yourself."

Zhou Manlin was surprised: "Handsome Chen made this especially for you, and you're willing to share it with me?" Li Beixing rolled his eyes in annoyance: "If you don't want to eat it, forget it!"

"Eat, of course I should eat!" Zhou Manlin's lips curled up slightly.

She knew that Chen Jingle's cooking skills were quite good, but she had never tasted his food, so she wasn't sure exactly how good he was.

Since Li Beixing said so, of course I have to try it.

This is somewhat due to my sisters' help.

……

Although Zhou Manlin had no shortage of food and drink, she would naturally eat if Li Beixing asked her to.

If nothing else, even if it would just stab Chen Jingle.

"Hehe, see, Xingbao still loves me very much. Even if you get together with her in the future, she will not alienate me!"

With this thought in mind, Zhou Manlin took out a plastic spoon for eating grass jelly from the store, sat next to Li Beixing, and started eating and drinking.

Try the black bean porridge first.

You won’t know until you try it.

After tasting it, Zhou Manlin was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

It’s not that it’s not delicious, it’s that it’s too delicious!

It’s not necessarily the best thing she has ever eaten in all these years, but it is definitely the best thing she has ever eaten with such simple ingredients!
Not an exaggeration at all!
This guy Chen Jingle is really good at cooking.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Li Beixing smiled.

Zhou Manlin didn’t know why she looked so proud. Hey, hey, hey, she’s not yours yet!

Savor the taste!
Take another sip of the small hanging pear soup, wow, this is even better!
The taste is so refreshing. If you take a sip of it when the weather is cold, it's hot and I wonder how comfortable it would be.

She even thought that if she put this in the store and sold it as a milk tea product, it would definitely become a hit.

I really want to knock open Chen Jingle’s head and see what’s inside.

"How come he knows everything?!"

"I say, there's no need to look at me with such a weird look." Chen Jingle felt uncomfortable being looked at by her, so he had to remind her.

Zhou Manlin came back to her senses, but instead of stopping, she changed her posture and continued to stare at him: "There is a question that has been bothering me for a long time."

"Say!"

"When you professional chefs cook, how do you decide how much seasoning to use? They all say a little is enough, but the question is how much is a little?"

"That's it?"

"That's it!"

"It's so simple, you'll know if you just try it. If the taste is not right, just adjust the flavor again." Chen Jingle was a little speechless.

Zhou Manlin frowned: "The problem is that after tasting it, the taste is not right. Even if I re-taste it, it won't be as accurate as you."

Chen Jing laughed: "Maybe there's something wrong with your tongue."

Zhou Manlin rolled her eyes: "You are the one with the problem. No, there must be something wrong with your tongue. It's different from ordinary people's."

Chen Jingle nodded: "Almost the same, definitely better than ordinary people." How could a tongue that has been adjusted by the system be the same?

"God's Tongue?!" Zhou Manlin raised her eyebrows.

Chen Jingle: "..., it's not that exaggerated, it's just that my sense of taste is slightly more sensitive than that of ordinary people."

Zhou Manlin asked curiously: "Can you taste what ingredients and seasonings are used in a dish?"

"Of course, this is the basic skill." Chen Jingle didn't care.

The basic skills are okay.

Zhou Manlin took a breath of cold air.

Many experienced chefs and even head chefs may not have this ability, otherwise those star-rated hotel restaurants would not have encountered such failures.

This guy really does whatever he wants relying on his extraordinary talent, right?

hateful!

She suddenly thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands: "Then can you use your divine tongue to help me adjust the milk tea recipe in the store?"

"???"

Chen Jingle was a little confused: "Isn't this the job of a milk tea mixer? I have never studied milk tea. I only know how to cook, not this. I don't even usually drink milk tea."

Zhou Manlin crossed her arms and said, "I can pay!"

This woman is really something, always talking about money, as if he is blinded by money.

Chen Jingle raised his hand to stop talking and said, "This is not about money at all. The main reason is that I really don't understand milk tea. Whether it tastes good or not is purely subjective. My opinion may not necessarily conform to the taste of the general public."

Zhou Manlin said, "It doesn't matter. You just need to tell me how you feel. I'll give the feedback to the bartender and ask him to make improvements based on the feedback. If anything can be used, it's a win for me!"

"Just help her try it, and think of it as free milk tea. Next time if you need her help, just ask her directly." Li Beixing said with a smile.

Chen Jingle hesitated, but seeing Zhou Manlin's sincere expression, he said helplessly, "Let me make it clear first, there is no guarantee that it will work."

Zhou Manlin was delighted and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, just tell me! Wait a minute, I'll ask them to make a cup of different kinds of milk tea!"

"A whole cup is a waste. Just a little bit of each will be fine." Chen Jingle waved his hand.

Zhou Manlin thought for a moment and said, "Then let's just use half a cup. If it's less, I'm afraid we won't be able to taste it. Don't worry about waste. Milk tea shops have to throw away leftover ingredients more or less every day."

Chen Jingle nodded slightly: "Okay, then half a cup."

……

What was unexpected was that while Li Beixing continued to eat, Zhou Manlin served more than 20 cups.

The table is almost full, but the clerk over there is still working.

Chen Jingle: "..., don't be too outrageous!"

He forgot that a mature milk tea shop would have at least dozens of drinks.

Li Beixing was speechless and said unhappily, "Why did you make so much? Can't you save some for next time?"

"my question."

Zhou Manlin laughed awkwardly and quickly asked them to stop.

Then he coughed twice and said, "These are the products that sell well in our store. You can try them and comment on them."

Chen Jingle sighed and said, "Another glass of boiled water, a bigger portion."

"Oh, sorry."

Zhou Manlin patted her forehead, ran back and helped pour the water herself.

Taking the boiled water, Chen Jingle began to taste the milk teas one by one.

As he said before, he has no knowledge of milk tea and doesn't like to drink it normally, so he can only judge based on his personal feelings.

Considering that the total amount of so many cups is not small, I only took a small sip of each cup.

I will only take a second sip if the first sip is fine.

The first cup is red date ginger milk tea.

Oh, this Chen Jingle happens to understand a little bit.

After taking a bite and savoring it carefully for a few seconds, he said, "This is a bit too sweet. I think it's better to reduce the syrup by one-fifth."

Simply rinse your mouth with boiled water and start your second cup.

"This is a bit astringent, probably due to the way the tea is brewed. I recommend pouring it directly into the tea with 100-degree boiling water and brewing it for no more than 3 minutes."

"This milk tastes a bit bad, you can try something with a richer taste."

"..."

Zhou Manlin was taking notes frantically with a pen and a notebook.

With eyes wide open, he watched Chen Jingle take only a sip of each cup of milk tea. After a moment's thought, he pointed out the problem.

I exclaimed in my heart, is this the power of the real-life version of God’s Tongue?

What kind of monster is this guy?

It's so scary!
Deep down in my heart, I am full of admiration.

Li Beixing, who was watching from the side, had sparkling eyes.

Just one word, handsome!

So handsome!
This feeling of being able to handle any field with ease is unmatched by anyone else.

This is what always attracts her to Chen Jingle.

He seems to know everything and is good at everything.