Datang First Chef

Mo Wenyuan is a chef of Shanghai cuisine, but he knows not only Shanghai cuisine, but also the famous dishes of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, Western-style baking, Southeast Asian tom yum kung and curry. But it is no problem to figure out the proportioning ingredients and restore the traditional taste.

In the era when ordinary people used curry cubes to make curry, he was already very proud of being able to make pure curry paste without the assistance of the chef system.

Zhu Bajie made friends with Mo Wenyuan on the road: "Hey hey hey hey, Mo Dalang, look at the food you are going to make with turmeric, can I eat it later?" He asked furtively, "Is there any big meat in it?"

"There are no meat dishes, but I don't know if Marshal Tianpeng can eat turmeric? Although turmeric is not ginger, the smell is also very strong. Compared with the five spices, it is not inferior."

Zhu Bajie whispered: "It's all right, it's just a strong smell, and it's not considered a five-spicy food. If the smell is too strong, just brush your teeth with a wicker stick after eating."

Brushing his teeth, Mo Wenyuan's black line, he suddenly thought of Bodhisattva's bloody and tearful accusation, and he didn't know when, Bodhisattva and Sun Dasheng got into a fight, not only called him a monkey in his dream, but also said small things about Sun Wukong, he believed that the other party It is a person with evil intentions, and he cited the example of the Hexian Meeting in the south of the Yangtze River, saying that Sun Wukong was safe after the Hexian meeting, but Zhu Bajie was forced by Tang Seng to "brush his teeth".

It is said that pig hair brushes are used, which are extremely hard. Bajie groaned and yelled, "Master, I don't dare anymore."

Poor exception.

Mo Wenyuan didn't quite believe it, he thought that if it was true, Zhu Bajie would still be thinking about eating?Is he really that big?

Zhu Bajie: Hehe, my heart is very big.

He is an optimist.

Zhong Heiyang bleated disdainfully when Zhu Bajie spoke in a low voice, obviously laughing at his big talk, from his shallow understanding of Zhu Bajie, he knew that he had a strong mouth, and when Xuanzang found out, he would still be punished as a dead pig , The term "resisting repeated teachings" was tailor-made for him.

Mo Wenyuan is a good man, so he neither refused nor agreed, he just said: "If the sauce is made, I will definitely tell you. As for whether to eat or not, it is beyond my control."

Hearing this, Bajie immediately assumed that he agreed, and vigorously slapped Mo Wenyuan on the back and said, "Good brother."

Mo Wenyuan has a strong body, and he didn't get knocked down, so he could only show a polite smile to Zhu Bajie.

Zhong Heiyang: "Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa whoa!" He was out of breath for a moment, opened his mouth and bit directly on the pig's trotter that just patted Mo Wenyuan's back, and the shrill sound of killing a pig resounded through the sky: "Oh! ——”

"Let go, sheep, let go!"

……

After the chaos, Mo Wenyuan took the black sheep with a face full of dissatisfaction and apologized to Tang Monk: "Master Xuanzang is really sorry, I didn't keep an eye on the sheep for a while, but he bit me..."

Zhong Heiyang: "Baa baa baa baa!" Raw pig's trotters are really unpalatable.

Mo Wenyuan: "..."

Why didn't I cover your mouth?

Master Xuanzang was calm and relaxed, and he didn't feel offended at all. Not only that, but also the disciples behind him. Needless to say, Sun Wukong, who has won the master's true biography, became more and more calm after he went to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. Grinding his teeth with steamed cakes in his mouth, without speaking, Bai Longma snorted, raised his eyelids, first looked at the weasel spirit on Mo Wenyuan's left shoulder, then at the big mouse spirit on his right shoulder, and finally at He Shiliu, closed on the eyes.

Monk Sha, who looked rather dumb, said, "Second Senior Brother was bitten again, why is Second Senior Brother always being bitten?"

"Is it really because the pork meat is delicious?"

With the back of his hand still swollen, Zhu Bajie gritted his teeth and said, "Third Junior Brother, come here and let Senior Brother brush your teeth for you."

"Cough-cough-"

A crisp cough sound came from Xuanzang's mouth, and everyone fell silent, especially Zhu Bajie, who was so silent that he was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.

Master Xuanzang said: "Bajie, stop making trouble." He said to Mo Wenyuan, "Although I don't know what he did, I still invite Mo Dalang Haihan."

Mo Wenyuan waved his hands again and again and said, "No, it's the sheep's fault."

But Tang Seng didn't think so, he had already seen through Zhu Bajie's nature and knew that he was very incomprehensible, he must have said something to Mo Dalang that caused the black sheep to bite him, considering his love for chatting with good women and having sex secretly , the topic is likely to be the latter.

He didn't investigate too much. Master Xuanzang likes iron and blood education, but if he wants to do anything to Bajie, he must first catch the current offender. At this time, he has not caused any disaster, so of course he will not deal with it, but when Zhu Bajie breathed a sigh of relief However, Tang Sanzang gave him a meaningful look. Mo Wenyuan stood face to face with Zhu Bajie, and happened to see Master Xuanzang's eyes.

he:"……"

Bajie, go away.

……

The turmeric plants are harvested from November to December in the lunar calendar. This is a good time to dig the roots. After a few days of traveling day and night, Mo Wenyuan and his team, master and apprentice, have crossed the border and arrived at the high-yielding turmeric plant. country.

Approaching the field, Mo Wenyuan and Zhongheiyang took a deep breath at the same time, smelling the bitterness in the air.

This product has a unique taste, with the bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine and the spiciness of spices. As long as it is handled properly, the bitterness can be completely removed when making sauce, leaving only traces of spiciness.

Anyone who has eaten curry knows that there is a lovely choking taste in it, and that taste cannot be replaced by other spices.

Master Xuanzang felt that the smell was a bit stimulating, and he never imagined what turmeric could be cooked after it was added to the dishes. He looked at Mo Wenyuan and said in his heart that a chef is a chef, and he can always use ingredients that ordinary people can't use.

Ever since he tasted Mo Wenyuan's food, he has confidence in the food he cooks, but it's a pity that he can't eat it this time.Unlike Sun Wukong and others, Master Xuanzang is dedicated to Buddha and still attaches great importance to the rules and regulations. This thing has the word ginger and it tastes very offensive. He has long listed it as one of the five spices and does not want to eat it.

Walking on the road, Master Xuanzang and Mo Wenyuan had some other exchanges. They were talking about the Huangfeng monster.

Master Xuanzang is a bit tougher, but in essence he is still a good monk who wants to save all sentient beings. He is kind to others, and even the principle of "giving a man a fish is not as good as giving a man a fish" is a little worried about Mo Wenyuan.

"I heard a lot about Mo Dalang on the road to the west, some of which I heard from monsters. Many monsters said that Mo Dalang's flesh has the effect of prolonging life, so they are very coveted."

Tang Seng said earnestly: "I think most of the monsters have been scared away by Mo Dalang's other rumors, but there are still some, for example, the little monsters in the Magadha country market have not given up on you, and the sheep can't be nervous all the time. Staring at Mo Dalang, there is always a time to relax, in my opinion, Dalang has accumulated some experience in subjugating demons and demons, so that he can deal with any accidents calmly."

"I know, Dalang, you have learned some supernatural powers to subdue demons, but you don't have many opportunities to practice them. This time, I want to transform the yellow wind monster. If you have nothing to do, Dalang, why not go with me, and then practice the vajra subduing demon pestle." .”

Tang Seng spoke very heartfeltly. Mo Wenyuan was so moved that it was too late to refuse, so he agreed to what Master Xuanzang said. Looking from behind, I couldn't help but shudder.

They have all tried the power of Mo Wenyuan's stick, and they already thought he was extremely terrifying. If they were instructed by the violent holy monk again, they didn't know what would happen.

I'm afraid killing demons is like chopping vegetables and melons, wash and chop all the ghosts you meet and cook them for Zhongheiyang!

The spirits secretly gasped, it was extremely terrifying!

……

A large field of turmeric planting is close to Huangfengling. In order to make Mo Wenyuan's selection of turmeric more smooth, Master Xuanzang decided to solve the Huangfeng monster first.

The Yellow Wind Monster is not a good match. Those who have read Journey to the West will know that he can fight with Monkey King for thirty rounds regardless of the outcome.

Mo Wenyuan watched various versions of Journey to the West when he was a child, and he was very impressed with this monster, and he couldn't help being nervous when he approached Huangfengling. It stands to reason that he is also a person who has eaten all the ingredients of Bi Fangyu and the classics of mountains and seas. In the plot of Journey to the West, there is still a kind of awe of witnessing a masterpiece, and he seems to be cautious when holding the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle.

He Shiliu didn't know the power of the monster, so he started to tease the weasel and the Shuo Jing: "The monster heard that the mink became a spirit, and the two of you are not in the same family?"

The two elves protested.

"I have devoted myself to Buddha for many years, how could I be in the same family as that spirit."

"Squeak squeak!"

Monk Sha was stunned and said: "I heard that the yellow wind monster used to practice at the foot of the Lingshan Mountain. I'm afraid he also worshiped the Buddha, but he stopped worshiping the Buddha after stealing the Buddha's lamp oil."

Both Shuo Jing and Weasel Jing felt that they had been stabbed in the chest. Don't look at Monk Sha who usually doesn't speak, but when he speaks, he's astonished, his words are like a knife.

Sun Wukong has long been used to his way of speaking. As a senior brother, he still has to restrain the third junior brother, so he said: "Third junior brother, you are walking with Mo Dalang recently, you should talk less."

"Shut up and I'll share the steamed cakes with you."

Monk Sha said: "Even if you don't know me, I will eat steamed cakes, but since you say this, I won't say it." After he lost his mouth, the road became quieter.

Zhongheyang was busy expressing his loyalty to Mo Wenyuan and showing his strength, he baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa: Mo Xiaoyuan, don't worry, you are just a little monster, I will protect you well.

Monk Sha said with a stern look: "In terms of transformation, you are also a ghost, so why bother to make trouble for a ghost."

"Kuang Mo Dalang is holding the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle. He is not without the power to protect himself. With Master and Eldest Brother around, you will have no chance to protect him."

Middle Black Sheep: "!!!"

Prick, prick my heart!

Sun Wukong announced mercilessly: "Third Junior Brother, you have no more steamed cakes."

……

The Yellow Wind Monster occupies the mountain as the king, and there are a group of small monsters under his command. He heard that Tang Xuanzang was traveling nearby, so he made a wishful thinking. He wanted to rob him and come back to steam him for food. After thinking about it, he sent the vanguard Tiger Pioneer to find out the news. .

Tiger Pioneer went away in high spirits and returned in disappointment, his face turned pale for some reason: "Report, Your Majesty, not only Tang Xuanzang but also Chang'an Mo Dalang came here."

Huang Feng asked strangely: "But Chang'an Mo Dalang who is known as Little Xuanzang, whose skin and flesh are also elixir?"

"it's him!"

"Hahahaha, God helped me. I only wanted to eat Tang Xuanzang, but two of them came here." He said, "I ordered you to be the vanguard, and use the golden cicada shelling technique to separate the two from their apprentice mounts. Catch the cave."

But Hu Xianfeng hesitated, as if he really didn't want to go, he summoned up his courage and said: "Then Tang Xuanzang is very difficult to deal with, I can deal with him alone, but Chang'an Mo Dalang." He hesitated and said, " That man, that man is really cruel, but he eats goblins." The difference in his status in the food chain made him naturally afraid of Mo Wenyuan, and it turned out that his reputation for eating monsters was not only spread in the Tang Dynasty, but also spread. When they arrived in Tianzhu, the rumors became more and more violent, and they all knew that Mo Dalang would eat anything, even those with human bodies like the mermaids from the South China Sea could be chopped up as fish.

Mo Wenyuan: I am not!I don't!I did not eat!Don't talk nonsense!

Hu Xianfeng thought that he was a good medicine in the eyes of the human race. They had a tradition of eating what they could make up for. If he fell into the hands of Chang'an Mo Dalang, wouldn't he be cut open and divided into many pieces to cook one by one?Thinking of this Tiger Pioneer's face turned green, and he was fighting with each other, almost wanting to vomit first.

The Huangfeng monster wanted to scold him for being worthless, but before he could say anything, he heard a little monster tremblingly say: "I think that when Chang'an Mo Dalang became famous for the first time, he ate the meat of Shuojing, that Shuojing He is a glutton, and he wanted to catch him back to the mountain to be a cook, but he turned out to be stir-fried rat meat, and Mo Dalang also said that the strange meat is tender and huge, and it is the best ingredient."

The Yellow Wind Monster was about to shudder when he heard the tragic experience of his fellow clan, he couldn't help but said to the little monster: "Really?"

"Your Majesty, it is absolutely true!"

After thinking about it, he came up with a good idea: "Since he eats monsters, let's find a monster that can't eat to meet him." His eyes wandered among the confidants, but unfortunately most of them were animal monsters , or plant monsters, plants are also edible, not only can be eaten but can also be used as medicine, if it falls into the hands of Mo Dalang, it will be a death sentence.

Finally he selected one of the rare generals who was not a monster, and he said: "Xie Jing, let you go."

The spirit said strangely: "I will not disgrace the mission."

The ax spirit is an old ax that has been preserved for hundreds of years in the mountains and forests. His body is hard and strong, and there seems to be no problem except that his movements are slow. The Yellow Wind Monster has always liked to use animals to become spirits. He has stayed in this mountain for a long time but has not been reused. Now he suddenly has a chance to become a demon, how can he not treat him wholeheartedly?

After taking the order, Ax Jing left the place quickly, followed by Tiger Pioneer, who was still a little depressed.

After they left, all the goblins talked about it, and they all sympathized with what happened to the tiger spirit.

"Hey, I just hope that he will never encounter Mo Dalang, otherwise it will be miserable."

"It is said that a good tiger is very good, and people in Chang'an still use that tiger and whip it into drinks."

"Ru, so cruel?"

"You think peonies can drink wine, why can't tigers?"

"Oh, it's terrible!"

……

Besides, Ax Jing and Tiger Pioneer rushed to Xuanzang and Mo Wenyuan one after the other. I don't know what kind of magic they used, a mud wall suddenly appeared between the loess, separating the two teams. .

Whether it is for Master Xuanzang or Mo Wenyuan, this is not a big deal. I saw a tall man with a stone color all over his body appearing in front of Mo Wenyuan, with a rough voice. He said roughly, "Is this Chang'an Mo Dalang?"

"It's just me." Facing the monster, he calmed down strangely and said, "Are you a tiger pioneer?" Smelly and hard stone.

Sure enough, Axe said: "Of course not, I am an axe, how do you know where Tiger Pioneer is?"

Mo Wenyuan responded wisely: "I heard that King Huang Feng has several great vanguards, and the tiger vanguard is the most brave." He added, "The ax is fine, but the ax is the axe?"

The ax spirit felt quite insulted, he was obviously no worse than the tiger pioneer, that monster was a real coward, he straightened his chest and said: "That's right, I am an old axe."

Hearing this, not only Mo Wenyuan, but even the other spirits with him were very disappointed. The way they looked at the ax spirit could be interpreted as "you are useless", it may be that they have become accustomed to eating monsters from mountains and seas recently, Mo Dalang They all became more ferocious, and he whispered, "Then you can't eat it."

Middle Heiyang: "Baa baa baa baa baa."

If you can't eat it, it's meaningless.

The ax spirit who couldn't be eaten felt a trace of fear for no reason.

Looking at Ax Jing, Mo Wenyuan felt a trace of sympathy for no reason. He thought the ghosts of the Tang Dynasty were really cute, and even introduced himself to his group. Doesn’t he know that there are so many enemy forces now that his side is Is he alone?

And they have one, two, three, four, five, five.

He looked at Fu Jing with magical eyes and said, "Do you think I will fight you one-on-one? Or can you take me away if you lose the opportunity?"

Axe: Hey!

He suddenly had a bad premonition.

……

Master Xuanzang was not only able to fight, but also had been on guard for a long time. Before the Tiger Pioneer appeared, he felt a demonic aura for no reason. He held the Zen staff tightly in his hand. When the loess wall suddenly appeared, the Zen staff in his hand moved even more randomly. He swung fiercely towards a hidden corner.

"Bang——" the Zen stick hit the solid body, making a muffled sound. After hearing this, Monkey King and others smacked their teeth. They only felt that their teeth were sore. They didn't have the desire to make a move. Even if they had it at the beginning, they didn't have it after being with Tang Seng for so long , Their master is really capable of fighting, and many times the existence of apprentices seems to be very weak.

Sun Wukong: I feel that Master alone can kill to the west.

Tiger Pioneer was hit by a Zen stick and was about to vomit blood. Master Xuanzang looked at him with a murderous look in his eyes. He suddenly felt that he had made a wrong choice. If Mo Dalang was difficult to deal with, he wanted to find Tang Xuanzang. If you are not good at dealing with yourself, you should stay away.

Mo Wenyuan just smashed the loess wall, and what he saw was the scene of Master Xuanzang beating the vanguard of the tiger in a fancy way, punching to the flesh, the rhythm is lively, full of appreciation, full of violent aesthetics.

He was about to applaud, darling, he is really handsome!

He learned a lot from Master Xuanzang's use of the Zen stick. It turned out that beating monsters is like killing pigs and sheep, and it also pays attention to precision. Buddhist scriptures are used to assist and interfere with the speed of monsters. What really matters is the strength of waving the Zen stick. As well as the angle of swing, the one that can hit the vital point is a useful attack method.

Hey, Master Xuanzang is really handsome and proficient in using the Zen stick. From his movements, we can already see how many monsters he has physically transformed over the years.

Tiger Pioneer is not very good, and he was taken care of by Master Xuanzang without even letting Sun Wukong and the others take action. He also tried to escape or resist Master Xuanzang's atrocities, but his efforts only had a little effect. As a result, for example, he broke through the defense line and attacked Master Xuanzang twice. His apprentices were still very nervous. When they saw Master Xuanzang being beaten, they all opened their eyes wide, as if they wanted to go up to help.

Master Xuanzang waved his hand and said, "No need." There were rich emotions in his brows and eyes. After exercising his muscles, he said, "I haven't met someone who can fight like this for a long time."

Mo Wenyuan, who was on the sidelines, was dumbfounded: This, this, this, this, this is too handsome, right?

As a result, Tiger Pioneer, who was able to fight, did not survive thirty rounds in his hands, and was soon beaten by Master Xuanzang to his knees begging for mercy.

"Do you know where the Yellow Wind Monster is?" Master Xuanzang asked, picking up the back of the tiger's neck.

Mo Wenyuan and Zhongheiyang chattered beside him.

"This is a big tiger, Master Xuanzang can pick it up with one hand?"

"Baa baa baa baa baa baa!" Can we eat tigers?

"No, no, he is enlightened."

"Baa baa baa baa baa." What a pity.

……

Seeing that his confidants hadn't returned for a long time, Huang Feng was restless, he was a mouse, he was not very courageous, he would cower when he was frightened, and the little monsters in Huang Fengling were chattering and alarmist, which made him even more flustered.

"Will it be captured and eaten?"

"Very likely, Tiger Pioneer is edible."

"The axe?"

"I'm afraid it has been broken up?"

"Not only Mo Dalang, but Master Xuanzang is also very good at fighting."

"It's terrible, it's terrible."

Huang Fengguai is not small in ability, but not very courageous. He retains the characteristics of a marten, and has become cautious after breaking away from arrogance. Especially now, the two generals have not yet returned, which makes him even more worried.How about, how about withdrawing first?The Yellow Wind Monster thought so.

However, before he could put his idea into practice, there was a loud bang at the door, and Master Xuanzang's cold voice became more powerful in his ears at this time, the Zen staff broke through half of the door, and Mo Wen Yuan followed suit and broke the remaining half. It took him a while, but in the eyes of Master Xuanzang, as a beginner, he has done well enough. The Master even nodded to him and praised Mo Mo. Wen Yuan's talent is worthy of being Mo Dalang who is good at killing sheep and pigs, and he is really unique in the control of strength and angle.

Crane Shiliu and the others shivered behind Mo Wenyuan. They were terrifying, terrifying, and they couldn't stand Mo Dalang's original appearance. Now that they have received intensive training from Master Xuanzang, how can they survive like little monsters?

"Come here, they're coming!"

Master Xuanzang said, "Which one is the Yellow Wind Monster?" He almost said to come out quickly and die.

Middle Heiyang: "Baa baa baa baa baa."

Hey hey, mink, it's delicious.

Yellow Wind Monster: "..."

Now, is it still too late to convert to Buddhism again?

……

I'm afraid it's too late.

The Yellow Wind Monster, who was forced to return to its original form, was tied up on a stone pillar by the crowd. In front of him was Mo Wenyuan, who was busy on the simple stove.

What he makes is neither Thai curry nor Malaysian curry, but Indian curry.As the country changes, the new spices used in curry also change. Compared with other countries, Indian curry is made in a relatively simple way with less spices.

Turmeric is only the main ingredient in curry, but in addition to curry, many complex spices are added. Mo Wenyuan pulled out knowledge from his mind. Coriander, that is, coriander, also plays an important role in curry sauce. In addition, there are cumin, dill, pepper, cinnamon, star anise, cloves, etc., a total of more than [-] kinds of spices.

The placement ratio of these spices is also very particular. At this time, Mo Wenyuan's unique talent as a chef played a huge role. In addition, his sense of smell is very sensitive, which is worse than that of Zhongheiyang. Drop the spices as you feel them, then crush them, stirring well.

The resulting powder was later known as Indian curry powder.

Mo Wenyuan was dissatisfied when he smelled it. The smell of spices made him very familiar, but the lack of dried chili pepper always made him feel unpleasant.

Zhongheiyang sniffed at the side, and sneezed several times, not very used to the smell of spices.

Mo Wenyuan said: "Wait, wait, wait, it will be delicious." After finishing speaking, he threw all the turmeric into the pot, stir-fried it with vegetable oil, and kept waving the small wooden spatula to turn the turmeric. The tubers of the plant gradually softened. Under the double action of water and high temperature, it turned into an attractive golden sauce, and then all the curry powder was thrown into the cauldron, stirring while frying.

The aroma from exotic places is strong and overbearing, completely different from the spices commonly used in China. If the aroma of peony flower wine is elegant, and the taste of braised dishes bursts like a bomb, then curry has both strong and long-lasting flavors. This feature, the word rich is tailor-made for curry, the thickness of turmeric, the mellowness of star anise pepper with a hint of spiciness, the citrus flavor of dill seeds is further amplified, and the sweetness of cinnamon cloves...

Crane Shiliu and the others were already waiting for dinner. Mo Wenyuan cooked white, plump and crystal-clear white rice, which was soft and sweet. Mo Wenyuan took a spoon to soak the yellow curry sauce on the surface of the rice.

"Baa baa baa baa baa baa!"

"fragrant!"

"tasty!"

Master Xuanzang himself does not eat food that is too strong, but he does not restrict Sun Wukong and the others, waving his hand to let them go, while he meditates on the spot and uses the fragrance in the air to exercise his willpower.

Zhu Bajie and the others cheered, and went to Mo Wenyuan with pots and pans. The yellow wind monster tied to the stone pillar was not forgotten.

"He has so much meat, let's put it in the pot."

"Hey hey hey hey, good idea."

Huang Fengwei: It's a mink, so why rush to meet each other!