Datang First Chef

Before the hot-boiled mutton was served, it caused a frenzy of salivation. The pork ribs are suitable for making soup. The soup is boiling in the special copper tube shabu-shabu pot. The pork ribs are tossing up and down in the choppy water. The scallions emerged from the milky white soup, and the unique smell of mutton had been transformed into an advantage. The spices and the smell had a subtle chemical reaction, and drifted into the air with the heat. Li Sanniang and others fell into the predicament of restlessness again. What else can this fragrance seduce?

Taotie has great supernatural powers and can condense small icebergs without any effort. He made small ice cubes according to Mo Wenyuan's instructions, and spread them on the sea bowl, or piled them on the plate to look like hills.

Thin slices of red and white meat are evenly spread on the ice cubes. The extremely cold temperature can ensure that they are both soft and hard, and the blood is tightly locked in the slices.

The hand-sliced ​​mutton does not have the rusty smell of machine-made mutton rolls, and even the famous and time-honored old Beijing boiled mutton is not as good as him.

In addition to mutton slices and mutton chops, Mo Wenyuan also made hand-made mutton balls. His mutton balls are very complicated to make. They only use a little flour to thicken, and most of them are made of mutton paste.First chop the mutton from the front and back breasts into pieces, and then beat the mutton pieces with a wooden mallet to turn them into meat paste. The pots and mallets that hold the mutton are very particular, exuding the unique fragrance of wood, and the fibers in the mutton are made by him Grind it soft, stretch out your finger and poke it, and poke a hole.

Then mix salt, etc. with a small amount of spices and meat paste, add some mutton soup that has been stewed, knead into small balls, place them on a plate, and cook them in a boiling pot to become Chewy, juicy and delicious hand-beaten mutton balls.

A large pot of mutton feast is almost ready. Looking at the minced mutton left on the cutting board, Mo Wenyuan is not willing to waste it. After thinking about it for a while, he added the sauce and cooked the mutton. Half hung in the marinade The mutton at two hours has turned brown, and minced meat is easier to taste than large pieces of meat. If there are any shortcomings, the meat is not chewy enough.In the eyes of Mo Xiaoyuan, who has the power to turn decay into magic, it doesn't matter if the meat is not chewy enough. He only plans to use it as meat stuffing, as long as the stuffed pancakes are chewy enough.

The white noodle pancakes are first steamed in a pan, and then fried in a cauldron. The bottom of the cauldron is smeared with a small layer of oil. After turning over the pancake several times, the white noodle skin turns into an attractive burnt yellow color. The edge was scratched, leaving a hole, and the minced meat and marinade were stuffed into the noodle cake. Mo Wenyuan wrapped it with a clean cloth, opened the kitchen, and stuffed it into Zhongheiyang's mouth.

"Eat a piece of pancake first to satisfy your hunger."

Li Sanniang, Mo Xiaogou and their heads suddenly appeared at the bottom of the wall, with their mouths wide open, "Ah——"

Mo Wenyuan took it for granted, and took out the remaining pieces of bread as if by magic, and stuffed them into the mouths of several other people one by one, and the minced meat was processed at this point.

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Besides, after Li Sanniang and others got the mutton buns, their hunger was temporarily alleviated. The white flour pancakes were fried until soft and firm, and the outside was burnt yellow. , the aroma is overflowing.The taste of the white noodles on the inside is completely different from that on the outside. The white noodles are soft, and after chewing a few more times, you can taste the unique sweetness of starch. The marinade flows slowly inside, and the part covered by the marinade is dyed with a salty fragrance.

Minced mutton scrambled into the mouth, the minced meat was stewed until it was rotten, and every texture was fully absorbed by the soup. Under the pressure of the ingredients, it gradually becomes milder. The washed and dried leaves are tossed in the brown brine.

The shredded mutton absorbed the essence of the soup, even a woman like Li Sanniang with a small appetite could eat the pancakes after a few mouthfuls, but they were not filling their stomachs as Mo Xiaoyuan thought Afterwards, they stopped clamoring to eat. On the contrary, if their hunger was tolerable at the beginning, after eating the appetizer, their tolerance seemed to decrease all of a sudden.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. After going to a well-off society, they naturally have a desire for a higher-level life. It is absolutely impossible to return to a poor life with nothing.Three people and one goat looked at the kitchen, frowning and depressed, hey, when will we be able to cook shabu-shabu!

But they dare not complain that Mo Wenyuan gave them mutton buns first, at least they enjoyed it, didn't they?

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After much anticipation and anticipation, the dinner finally came. Hot smoke came out from the center of the copper pipe, and there was soup boiling in the pot around the copper pipe. .The aroma of the soup, the tumbling mutton bones, and the mutton icebergs on the low table are really "the mutton is getting more and more charming".

The chef announced loftily: "It's ready to eat!"

The chopsticks came from all directions, and the angle was tricky. Fortunately, there were enough types of meat prepared, so that the chopsticks avoided the cruel slaughter. Everyone chose to pick the meat or meatballs closest to them and put them in the pot, and then waited for them to be cooked in the pot. Inner discoloration.

Zhongheiyang turned into a human form at some point, he is very cute, his height is similar to Mo Wenyuan, but his face is still a child's face, maybe he ate too much, his face looks like a pouty bun.

Mo Wenyuan looked about his age.

His skill in using chopsticks is very superb, much better than that of waving sheep's hooves. The rhythm of cooking is very fast. He can find a way to add a piece of meat while waiting for him to cook a certain dish, which is in the dining pot. Everyone in Mo Wenyuan's family, who has been in the middle for many years, is not as dexterous as him.

However, his actions undoubtedly created a sense of urgency for others, and Li Sanniang couldn't help speeding up the speed of simmering the meat, fearing that Zhongheiyang would eat up the meat first.

Mo Wenyuan couldn't laugh or cry when he saw how they were reincarnated from starvation. He thought that fortunately, he made the shabu-shabu bigger enough for each of them to occupy one side, otherwise he didn't know how tragic the battle would be.

Eating mutton is very particular, except that the mutton balls are thrown in the pot and boiled for a long time. The other mutton slices and mutton strips are freshly cooked and taste the best. The black mutton eyes are fast, and the moment the meat turns white After picking it up, Mo Wenyuan prepared three kinds of sauces. After thinking for a second, he made a decision. He had to try the three sauces together with the empty mouth, and finally decided which sauce was the best.

In fact, the taste of empty mouth is delicious enough. The taste of meat is a test of the quality of raw materials. Otherwise, Japan will not give meat grades. A5 beef is the king. Cook out the supreme delicacy.

The sheep are similar, the sheep that can make Taotie fancy must be very good, let Mo Wenyuan rate him, even the worst part of this sheep can meet the rating standard of A5, and his craftsmanship is very good. Far from being bad, it's simply too good.

The mutton slices marinated with sauce for half an hour tasted different from the original mutton. The juice made from minced scallion and pepper penetrated into the inside of the meat slices. Passed a slight smell.

Minced garlic is a wonderful seasoning. Those who hate the smell of garlic will not give it a second glance, and those who like its taste will even eat garlic in vain. A long time ago, Mo Wenyuan could not understand the deliciousness of garlic, but now he But it can draw out the nose-punching fragrance one or two.

Whole garlic is crushed in a garlic mortar, and then stir-fried with vegetable sesame oil in an iron pan. The golden garlic exudes a choking aroma. This aroma is extremely overbearing and can overwhelm all good and bad smells .Spread the stir-fried minced garlic on the meat slices, mix it with oil, and spread the soup that is crushed from the garlic grains evenly on the surface of the meat. After rolling out of the water, the garlic, scallion and mutton have reached a perfect balance. In the mouth, there is not only the aroma of meat, but also the punch and sweetness of minced garlic.

The little Taotie's round eyes narrowed into a slit, the huge smell knocked him out of his mind, he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north for a while, wandering in the sea of ​​fragrance, he brushed the mutton mechanically, fished it out and ate it, Simply can not stop.

The high-calcium mutton slices retain the original flavor of the mutton. The hand-made mutton balls are chewy and chewy. The soup penetrates into the meatballs during the stewing process. Take it out and take a bite. You can even hear a "sizzling" sound and the soup splashes. Sound, Puppy Mo ate too eagerly, and the tip of his tongue was burned, but he was even reluctant to pour a bowl of cold water and stick his tongue out to dry in the cold water.If you don't eat at this time, when will you wait? If he leaves now and waits for him to come back, won't there be only scraps left in the soup?

How can this situation be endured?

In addition to mutton, the vegetables cooked in the soup have also become the supreme delicacy. There are not many vegetables in winter, and the dried kelp, fungus and bamboo shoots that can be soaked are prepared at home. Shipped back from a place like Spring.

Tofu, tofu skin and other soy products are all made at home. When the weather is cold, put the tofu out overnight, and after freezing into blocks, it becomes the frozen tofu that Mo Wenyuan likes very much.

This product is most suitable for rinsing in a pot with delicious soup. Every hole is full of thick soup. Half a bowl of soup can be squeezed out with a little force from the tip of the chopsticks. It is faster to put it directly in the mouth, and the soup wrapped in tofu is more In addition to the fragrance of beans, the satisfaction of eating frozen tofu in one bite is better than eating other soy products.

After you've had your fill, it's a wonderland on earth to serve the soup that has been boiled with all kinds of meat and vegetables to become very flavorful.

The foreheads of Li Sanniang and others were sweating, and they were extremely satisfied. The mutton boiled is really delicious!

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The Li Sanniang restaurant in Chang'an has launched a new product, which is only sold in winter. The ladies of the wealthy family seize the tail of winter and rush to the restaurant to taste it.

People in Luoyang also heard that this new food was popular all over the city, and they rushed to the new Luoyang store to ask when it would be available, but they were told that there were not enough pots and utensils made at present, and they wanted to wait until next winter to eat, as there were none this year.

There are many men who leave in a fit of rage to eat. Anyway, the journey between the two capitals is not far away, and it will only take a day or two to hurry up.

There are still a few lords who don’t clean up their clothes and go to relatives in Chang’an just to eat a pot. After returning home, they were chased and killed by their mothers with whips, and everyone in Luoyang knew that they were jumping up and down.However, the courageous gentlemen left "death sentences" one after another, saying that even if they were hit ten or eight times, their adventures were all worth it.

Their words inspired other gentlemen, and those who were less courageous had notified their parents to travel together, and there were suddenly more people walking between the two capitals.

Among them were some bold little ladies who went back and forth between the two places under the protection of servants.

A large number of ladies and gentlemen came to Beijing to try their hand at the early adopters, which led to the emergence of new businesses in Chang'an City, such as arrangement service, the elderly and children who have nothing to do to help people line up, and finally receive a few pennies as reward, which is like money falling from the sky.

Wang Wei is also one of the gentlemen of Shangjing, this time when he entered Li Sanniang's restaurant, his face was full of resentment towards Mo Wenyuan.

When Mr. Mo Xiaolang saw his acquaintances coming, he greeted them personally, he knew most of the men who came with Wang Wei, he nodded to greet those people, and then said: "Wang Lang has entered Beijing again, what is the purpose of coming here this time? "

Shen Yuming has eaten shabu-shabu many times, but he also joined the Langjun who came to Luoyang this time. He is a loyal hotpot lover. After trying it for the first time, he will report on time every day, and he still eats it for several days. The fire died down.

"What else can there be, besides shabu-shabu, what else in Chang'an City is worthy of his nostalgia?"

Mo Wenyuan said with a smile: "This statement is wrong. There are many things in Chang'an that make people nostalgic."

Luoyang City Zhonglang showed disdain, and the people in the two capitals are very proud of their locality, just like the modern Beijingers and Shanghainese, a little bit like the king does not see the king.

Wang Wei sighed quietly: "Mr. Mo Xiaolang, why isn't this shabu-shabu sold in Luoyang City? I can't do anything else, and there are still copper coins for eating the pot." There is no way there is no market!

"I know that there are many supporters in Luoyang City. This product is not sold in the city because of other reasons." Mo Wenyuan explained, "There are too few copper pots made this time, even the supply in Chang'an store is insufficient. It's sheep."

"The mutton in the shabu-shabu is all fresh sheep from the prairie, and the cost is huge. I have been in Chang'an City for many years, and I know shepherds who can supply it for a long time, but I have not found a suitable supplier in Luoyang City."

Price, source of supply, and skilled mutton apprentices, all three cannot do this business.

Wang Wei and the others looked at each other, and they concentrated their gazes on the fair-faced, seemingly frail Lang Jun.

"Du, aren't you the most familiar with the mutton business?"

"Du Er, do your best for the fun of my tongue!"

Before being called, Du Bian was eating broad beans slowly. Whether it was waiting for the food or the pot, there was always some free time. Sometimes the shop was busy and customers had to sit for a long time.Sitting for a long time will inevitably feel lonely in the mouth, and I want to eat in a distraction style.

Rescue eating means that when you are not hungry at all, you always want to eat something, just because your mouth can't relax.

Fried broad beans are a common snack in modern times. A few people Mo Wenyuan knows like to eat them very much. They are chewy and delicious, and they satisfy the teeth when they are eaten crunchily.

Du bleary obsessed with eating broad beans, throwing them into his mouth one by one. He didn't react when his name was called, he raised his head, his cheeks bulged like a squirrel, and looked at the people around him with confused eyes.

Seeing his expression, Wang Wei knew that Du Bun hadn't listened to what they said, so he repeated it again. After listening, he nodded straightly and said, "No problem, leave it to me."

Most of the aristocratic families have their own property, or they have an unclear relationship with the big local businessmen. The Du family is the latter. The animal husbandry industry was fairly developed in the Tang Dynasty, and mutton was the most accessible and commonly eaten by the common people. The largest supplier of Luoyang mutton market is inextricably linked with their family. If you want to find fresh, high-quality and guaranteed quantity sources, it is best to find them.

After hearing Mo Wenyuan's request, Du Bun nodded repeatedly, and said directly: "Leave it to me." In a few words, the matter that had troubled him for a long time was solved. After hearing this, Mo Wenyuan was overjoyed. Du bleary, go with him to see the quality of the sheep.

Accepting the other party's love, Mo Wenyuan was too embarrassed to do nothing, Du Bun saw his thoughts, touched the bun on his head and said: "If Mr. Mo can't save face, why don't you let me pack a bag of broad beans and take them home to eat?" Let's go." He kept eating broad beans during the dinner, fully showing his love for this snack.

Mo Xiaoyuan nodded quickly, and said, "Du Lang likes it? Why don't I give you the recipe and let your cook think about it?"

With a bitter face, Du bleary waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You can't make the same recipe for them." How many people tried to copy the dishes of Li Sanniang's restaurant, but after a long time of research, there was no result. This kind of thing, if there is a slight lack of one or two flavors of spices, or the knife is not good enough, or too much salt will make a big difference in the final taste, I am used to the perfect formula, and when I go back to eating homemade, I always feel What is the shortcoming.

More than just a bag of broad beans, Mo Wenyuan even brought back luxurious fried broad beans for his family to take home in bags. The ones he made with his own hands were different from the popular ones in the store.

First soak the broad beans in clear water for two days, change the water every half a day, and then soak them with new spices such as salt, fragrant leaves, pepper, fennel, cinnamon, grass fruit, etc. The ratio is slightly different from the modern ones. The common spices used in the Tang Dynasty are still different from the modern ones, and the taste is also subtly different. For example, cornel is rarely used by later generations, but he finds that its aroma is pungent and slightly pungent. Let the taste of broad beans be more colorful.

The oil for frying broad beans is a combination of meat oil and vegetable oil. It has the advantages of two different ingredients at the same time. It has more than enough fragrance and full stamina. The fried broad beans are crispy, which can not only grind your teeth, but also leave a fragrance on your lips and teeth after eating , If you insist on finding the disadvantage, it is too delicious, so it takes up your stomach, and you often can't stop your mouth when you eat it as a snack, so that you can't eat it for dinner.

Simply sweet troubles.

After enjoying the hot shabu-shabu, the gentlemen were all disheveled and blushing, and their spacious coats were dragged down by them. They couldn't maintain their sitting postures, stumbling around, and they were already "drunk" before drinking.

Mo Wenyuan took good care of their table, and when he saw that everyone had almost eaten, he brought some snacks, but was caught by Wang Wei. Luoyang, I am really eager to wait for Peony Wine."

The other gentlemen also stared at Mo Wenyuan, waiting for his answer.

The protagonist couldn't laugh or cry: "Go soon, go soon."

"Last time, you said you would go soon, but there was no sign until March. In one month or so, it will be a good time for peonies to bloom. Do you want to go to Luoyang then?"

Mo Wenyuan said coyly: "I've been waiting for more than half a year, so it's okay to add another two months? The peony flower festival and peony wine are more suitable for the occasion." The implication is to wait for another two months, and it's best to drink until the festival. That's how it was planned.

Hearing his words, Wang Wei didn't listen anymore, like a big baby screaming like a wolf, he almost burst into tears, even the woman who was deceived by the slut couldn't cry as pitifully as he did: "Mr. Mo Xiaolang, you can't In this way, it has been said that two months of wine brewing have been delayed again and again, and it will take up to a year. Why wait until the Peony Flower Festival to join in the fun? Lying on the couch, I tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at night, my dream was full of the fragrance of peonies, the wine worm has been dreaming for a long time!"

"Just let me sleep soundly!"

Zhongheiyang happened to pass by behind them, and hummed disdainfully at Wang Wei with his buttocks. Mo Wenyuan guessed that he wanted to fart at Wang Lang to express his contempt. Didn't do this because of the interest of the diners.

Don't doubt, Zhongheiyang can do such a crazy thing!

Shen Yu didn't know the black sheep, so he looked at him and said, "This sheep is in very good shape, why did Mr. Mo Xiaolang bring it with him?" Instead of eating it?Which pot he didn't open and which pot he lifted made Zhong Hei Yang furious, almost raised his hoof and stepped on his face, and an iron hoof trampled on him, but luckily Mo Wenyuan quickly grabbed Zhong Hei Yang and saved him Shen Yu's face.

"Shen Lang don't talk about this sheep, he is very spiritual, you can remember everything you say." Mo Wenyuan reminded, "How can I eat such spiritual things?"

There are many monsters walking in the world in the fantasy Tang Dynasty, Shen Yu was startled when he heard Mo Wenyuan's words, he quickly apologized to Zhong Hei Yang, and even gave him a bowl of tofu, Zhong Hei Yang turned his head and stretched his neck With dexterous movements, he skipped the tofu and ate all the mutton slices in his bowl.

Shen Yu: Tiger poison doesn't even eat its offspring, and cannibalize its own kind. Are you a devil? ? ?

Mo Wenyuan turned his head to Wang Wei again and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I will drink the peony wine for you right now when I dig out the peony wine. I'm going to leave for Luoyang in ten days."

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Regardless of whether it is an immortal, an immortal, or an immortal, as long as it is an immortal, it enters the realm of bigu and does not need to eat.

But I don’t know when, there was a trend of not bigu among the gods of the earth. The mysterious earthen pots have become excellent companions for city gods and ghosts everywhere. Serve with canned sauerkraut and pickled cabbage with pickled cabbage and cucumber.

Their working hours are enriched by the advent of snacks.

Strictly speaking, the Underworld and the Heavenly Court belong to two relatively independent systems. Pickled cabbage jars are only popular in the Underworld. It is a bit difficult to get in touch with the Heavenly Court, let alone the Heavenly Court. Ask about world affairs.

Until one day, Taibai Jinxing suddenly opened a can of sauerkraut, and let the wind blow the sour smell to all parts of the heaven. Seeing the juicy Chinese cabbage spread on the crystal clear white rice, the stomach twitched. The latter heard the sound of Taibai Jinxing chewing the crisp reeds, and grinned, his teeth itching.

There are also boys and gods walking on Putuo Mountain and the heavenly court, telling about the strange appearance of Guanyin Bodhisattva recently. His appearance has not changed for hundreds of thousands of years, but subtle changes have taken place in a short period of time. It swelled up like a cuju, although it has not reached the level of Maitreya Buddha, but there are two more layers of flesh on the chin.

Why I got fat, I heard that I ate the offerings from the world.

"What kind of incense has such power?"

"It's not incense, it's food in the world."

"Eating food in the human world? Immortals don't lie, Guanyin has already entered the realm of bigu, how can he eat mortal grains?" Spirit Valley Spirit Food!

"Don't tell me, do you know the jar of Taibaijinxing?"

"This……"

"Isn't it also the food of the human world?"

The gods began to inquire about where Taibai Jinxing's sauerkraut came from, but the city god of Chang'an said it as if to show off, saying that it was sold in a shop in the city.

The gods pass on ten to one, and ten to a hundred. Even mounts and pets know that there is a Mo Xiaolang in the world, who cooks delicious food.

Those mounts and pets often moved the hearts of the mortals, and they descended to the mortal world to be called kings. When they descended to the mortal world, they brought down the legend about Mo Wenyuan. Soon, the monsters in the world also knew that Mo Wenyuan's cooking was delicious.

However, in the process of spreading rumors and rumors, there will always be a little deviation in the content. At the beginning, it was "there is a gentleman named Mo Wenyuan, who is good at cooking. Cheng "There is a gentleman named Mo Wenyuan, who was born as a son of Buddha, and his taste is very good".

Like Tang Xuanzang, he became synonymous with delicious food.

The monster who likes cannibalism is tempted. He was born as a Buddha, and the taste is very delicious. Isn't this Tang Xuanzang?Tang Xuanzang has already arrived in Tianzhu, and his skills are very good, there are countless monsters that fell under his Zen staff, this son is still young, and he is still in the Tang Dynasty, I think his skills must not be as good as Tang Xuanzang.

Eating the meat of Master Sanzang can lead to immortality. If you think about eating him, you can at least prolong your life. Wonderful!

There is an enchantment outside Chang'an City, there are eminent monks and Taoists guarding the city, and there is purple air lingering, they can't easily enter the city, but is it okay to wait outside Chang'an City?

The monsters poked their teeth secretly, but they couldn't believe that Mr. Mo Xiaolang would never leave Chang'an City for the rest of his life!

When he was out of the city hehehehehehehehe, whether it was steamed, boiled or broiled, my mouth would water just thinking about it.

Mo Wenyuan, who was still cooking at Li Sanniang's restaurant, sneezed and sneezed three times: "Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Zhong Heiyang raised his head innocently: "Baa baa baa baa baa baa?"

Mo Wenyuan: "Nothing, nothing, I'm afraid someone is thinking about me!"