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Chapter 170 What? Is the delicious food coming to kill people? (page 13)

Feng Yaoyang looked at Lao Wu's look and was very disdainful and depressed, "Don't I know my own belly? It's just right to have a bowl of vermicelli soup and slit it."

It is hard to imagine that a Hong Kong businessman would say such words as "Liu Liu seam".

Since the guests were so insistent, Su Chen had no choice but to agree. They were the ones spending the money, and he had prepared all the ingredients in advance. It didn't take much effort to make a vermicelli soup.

There’s actually nothing magical about duck blood vermicelli soup.

While studying in the practice room, Su Chen had an idea.

If we really open a snack shop on the first floor in the future, this duck blood vermicelli soup will probably not be sold in the snack shop.

The reason is simple: no matter what Su Chen does, he can only reach level B in the end, which is a bit outrageous.

Later, Su Chen roughly found the answer in the New Reward General History of World Food.

Although this dish is indeed a famous dish in Jinling, it has even been circulated for a long time. In many TV series, even Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, loved this duck blood vermicelli soup.

And Su Chen is also very disciplined in production.

The duck is cooked using the method of making salted duck in Jinling cuisine, and then the duck soup is used to make powder soup.

Add duck blood, duck liver, duck intestines and duck gizzards.

When making it for the first time, this dish did reach Grade A, and Su Chen did not add vermicelli as an ingredient when making it for the first time.

It’s pure duck blood soup!

Among them, duck blood is tender and smooth, duck gizzards are pliable, duck intestines are smooth, duck liver is soft, and duck soup is fresh. It is indeed a rare delicacy.

But when Su Chen returned to reality to produce, a problem arose

Even Fang's Meat Industry can only provide various types of ingredients that Su Chen needs, but cannot provide a freshly killed duck.

When Su Chen used various freshly bought ingredients to make this duck blood vermicelli soup, he found that both the taste and texture were greatly compromised.

Therefore, if duck blood soup wants to reach Grade A, it must be freshly killed, freshly cooked, and freshly prepared.

Especially duck blood, only freshly killed duck blood can achieve that tender taste and delicious flavor.

"Boss Feng, the duck you are eating now was hard-earned."

After all, the customer spent 100,000 yuan to customize it, so it should be killed immediately.

So three hours ago, before the third floor was open for business, Su Chen used his precise knife skills to cook a duck in this kitchen.

Then use the method of making salted duck, and cook the whole duck freshly.

After the duck blood solidified, the bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup that Su Chen was making was now available.

The fans use Longkou vermicelli, which is very common on the market.

When a bowl of vermicelli soup was brought to the window, Su Chen said to Feng Yaoyang seriously, "Mr. Feng, you must eat this duck blood vermicelli slowly and savor it carefully."

"Why?" After Feng Yaoyang said it, he felt something was wrong, "I always eat carefully and slowly!"

Well, if that's the case, Su Chen nodded, then he was relieved.

Because aside from this meal, it is estimated that Mr. Feng will want to eat duck blood vermicelli soup that can reach A level in the future, unless he comes to him with a live duck.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible!

Feng Yaoyang didn't know what Su Chen meant. He just thought that he had eaten too much just now, so it was just a friendly reminder from Su Chen.

Returning to the table with the duck blood vermicelli soup, Feng Yaoyang was very satisfied with the quality of the bowl of vermicelli soup as someone who grew up in Xiangjiang.

The soup base is slightly yellow and has a very mellow feeling.

The duck blood clots will tremble when you pull them out with a spoon, which is enough to show that the duck blood is absolutely fresh and tender.

"Perhaps this is the blood of freshly killed ducks."

The spoon scooped up a little duck blood and duck soup, and Feng Yaoyang put it into his mouth naturally.

fresh!

Fragrant!

醇!

This is the first feeling when entering the mouth, and when the mouth is lightly pursed, the trembling duck blood does not need to be used at all, it is just a sip.

It immediately melted in your mouth.

Accompanying it is the delicious aroma of the salted duck itself.

"Okay, this thing doesn't occupy your stomach, it's just a bowl of soup." Feng Yaoyang quickly found a suitable reason for himself.

"I'll go out and pee later and there'll be nothing left."

Bah, bah, bah~

Spoon after spoon, not only the various textures and flavors of the duck's internal organs are available, especially when put into the mouth with vermicelli.

The vermicelli itself absorbs water. After being cooked, the vermicelli absorbs all the soup in the bowl, giving it a very chewy texture.

"I'm Cio!"

This small bowl of noodle soup can actually bring such rich texture and flavor.

Is this the legendary duck blood vermicelli soup?

The bowl was really not that much, so Feng Yaoyang took a few sips with a spoon, and then after finishing the vermicelli, he directly picked up the bowl and poured it in.

The ingredients in the bowl don't need to be chewed too much at all, it looks like he just poured the ingredients down with the soup.

Completely forgetting Su Chen's previous advice: You'd better eat slowly and savor it carefully.

After finishing a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, Feng Yaoyang held up the empty bowl and asked, "How about another bowl?"

Ho!

"boss!"

"Mr. Feng."

Su Chen and A Wu said almost in unison.

Ah Wu is no longer complaining, but is worried, "Boss, you can't eat like this."

"Yes, Mr. Feng, how much have you eaten? Can you have another bowl of vermicelli soup?"

Su Chen also warned.

"How can I not know about my own belly?" Feng Yaoyang looked unconvinced and unwilling to give up, "It's okay, come on, come on, I'll drink the last bowl of vermicelli soup, and I won't come anymore."

Su Chen glanced at Ah Wu and saw that neither of them spoke, so he sighed and turned around to continue making vermicelli soup.

Compared with rice rolls and pork ribs rice cakes, the ingredients of vermicelli soup are basically all cooked.

It doesn’t take much time to make a bowl of vermicelli soup.

Feng Yaoyang happily returned to the table with the noodle soup. This time, his movements were not as fierce as before. When scooping up the duck blood, he first took a deep breath, and then

"Awu?"

"boss?"

The spoon in Feng Yaoyang's hand just stood in the air, "There seems to be something wrong."

"What's wrong, boss?"

Feng Yaoyang's spoon suddenly fell into the bowl, "No, no, no." He looked around the restaurant. There were many people, and even though it was almost full, there was also a long queue in front of the window.

That was the mouthful just now. Before Feng Yaoyang could put it into his mouth, he felt a sudden burst of pain in his stomach!

It's the kind of pain that makes you stretch!

But this feeling of overeating is different from drinking. It is the feeling of wanting to vomit but not being able to vomit it out!

Feng Yaoyang glanced at the vermicelli soup in front of him and suddenly didn't dare to eat it. He originally wanted to find an ambulance for him.

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