Datang First Chef

After defeating Mo Dalang and returning to the capital, the people in Chang'an City were also plump, especially the lady of the wealthy family, her body swelled up rapidly like blowing a balloon.

The two-story grocery store is unique to the Jingshi store. Luoyang and Jiangnan have not yet been built, so the fashionable Wang Sanlang and Wang Wei made a special trip from Luoyang to Chang'an. I don't see Mo Dalang, and I miss him a little.

Of course, it is said that since Dalang returned to Chang'an, the menu of Sanniang restaurant has been greatly updated, adding a lot of dishes. The gluttonous Wang Wei thought that he must taste all the food, otherwise he would go to the capital in vain Once.

He first went to find his old friend Shen Yu, but unexpectedly, after sitting in the living room for half a cup of tea, a person he had never seen before came out.

This person has a lot of flesh on his face, and he looked at his facial features quite familiarly, and said, "May I ask you why..."

Before the word "herringbone" was finished, the familiar person said sadly and angrily, "I can't even recognize it. I'm Shen Yu."

Wang Wei paused, as if he didn't understand what he said, or he heard it wrong, he said: "Who are you talking about?"

Shen Yu said sadly and angrily: "Shen Yu, Shen Yu, I am Shen Yu!"

Wang Wei listened carefully, and judged from the voice that this person was indeed Shen Yu. After he recognized the person, he was shocked and said, "Shen Lang, why did you become like this?"

After hearing this, Shen Yu became even more unhappy. What's wrong with me? Didn't I become a little fatter? Didn't you become fat after Li Sanniang's restaurant entered Luoyang? I've lost some weight, the good guy has come to despise me now, I'm not the only one who is fat in Chang'an city, why do you only discriminate against me?

Within a minute or two, thousands of thoughts ran through his mind, but there was nothing to make him happy. Finally, he said calmly, "What has become of me?"

Wang Wei stretched out a little finger: "It seems to be a little fatter..."

Some?

Shen Yu pretended to be indifferent and said: "It's just a little plump. It's not that Mo Dalang has returned to the capital. There's a lot more food in the store. Don't say I'm plump, even my grandparents, nephews, nieces, aunts Plump."

Wang Wei said: "So that's the way it is. I eat too much, no wonder I'm plump."

He pretended to cough and said, "I came to the capital just to eat. It can make you like this, which proves that Mo Dalang's food is delicious." He paused, "I was going to ask you to eat together, so I will go by myself Bar."

"No." Shen Yu stretched out his hand and said, "I'd better go together."

Wang Wei: "..."

……

When Wang Wei and Shen Yu came to Li Sanniang's restaurant, Mo Wenyuan was thinking about how to launch a gift package for the Double Ninth Festival.

The September [-]th Double Ninth Festival is not very important in modern times, but it was very popular among lords in the Tang Dynasty. The three things of ascending heights, chrysanthemums, and dogwood are closely related to the Double Ninth Festival.Not only their Li Sanniang restaurant, but other restaurants and pastry shops also showed their talents at this time.

The Double Ninth Festival is a special food, which is a kind of rice cake steamed in a steamer. This kind of rice cake is gray-green and made by stirring together Pengcao and millet. It is called Pengbing.

In addition, there are some foods such as Ma Ge cake and rice cake.All food is cake, because cake is a homophony of "high" in "denggao".

In addition to cakes, there are also wines. There are two kinds of drinks, one is "chrysanthemum wine" and the other is "cornel wine".

These cakes are sold in restaurants and hotels, and cake shops and restaurants will take advantage of this festival to make a fortune.

Mo Wenyuan thought hard, cake cake cake, what kind of cake is delicious and has the meaning of Double Ninth Festival, he really couldn't think of it for a while.

He is not the only one who thinks about this matter in the store. Mo Wenyuan was not in the store two years ago, but a group of pastry chefs gathered together to discuss it. If it is a simple Chinese pastry, the most professional is Qian Mian. The primary school is pastry, and I am familiar with the preparation of various Chongyang cakes.

"What did you do in the past two years?"

"There are a lot of things I make, and they are all steamed cakes, but I just worked on the smell and shape." Qian Mian was quite modest, "There is one thing that sells well among aristocratic lords and wealthy businessmen."

"What?"

"Master, wait for us to take out the mold."

The other cook carefully brought out a large wooden box, which was not obvious from the outside. Mo Wenyuan opened it and looked inside, only to find the secret inside. His apprentices found the master sculptor with great effort, and carved a three-dimensional flower. When the chrysanthemum came out, the roots were distinct, and he could imagine the final product just by looking at the delicate petals.

Mo Wenyuan said with great interest: "How do you make the batter filled in? How do you keep the chrysanthemum shape in the end?"

The petals of chrysanthemum are many and very thin. If it is a soft steamed cake, it will be crushed once it is placed in the box. Mo Wenyuan has rich experience. He can tell at a glance that the price of this "flower" is not cheap, and he will set it There is a gift box to match the package.That is, the petals of a flower must never be overwhelmed and collapsed.

"Master, you don't know, this flower also has a stalk." He turned the box over, "The position of the stalk is made into a plane, and placing this plane on the bottom of the box will not damage the petals."

"I have tried many kinds of materials for the petals. For the first time, in order to ensure the hardness, I directly threw the flowers into the oil pan and fried them. It turned out that the petals were more than hard but not soft enough, and they were easily broken."

"However, if it is made with sticky cakes, it will be too soft to support the densely packed petals, and the petals will droop as a whole, and the flowers will not be shaped."

"How did you do it in the end?"

"Thanks to the advice from the Hong family sisters, I baked it until it was crispy. Although it cannot be said to be a perfect cake, it has both taste and appearance. This cake is very expensive, but there are many buyers. What people buy is the meaning of chrysanthemums."

Speaking of this, he was still a little frustrated: "If the master will definitely take into account both interest and taste, I will not be able to wait."

Mo Wenyuan laughed when he heard this: "You must have praised me too high, even if I make Double Ninth Cakes, I also want to be careful first." He teased, "This festival is different from other festivals. Cornel is planted everywhere when you climb high and look far away. They are all those literati and poets, and young masters with leisurely tastes, since they are sold to them, the taste is not the first one."

As long as it is poetic, no one will write poems for it.

The name of this cake made by Qian Mian is also simple and easy to understand. It is called Chrysanthemum Cake. Because it sold well in the past two years, it will continue to be sold this year. The Double Ninth Festival has not yet arrived, and some servants have come to make reservations. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy it then.

Mo Wenyuan thought that there were already some high-priced gifts, so he simply went to the low-end route. Even if ordinary people don't participate in festival climbing activities, they will still buy a few cakes. He wants to win by quantity. Delicious and cheap cakes.

The advantages of taste and price are his selling points. As for how to relate it to the Double Ninth Festival, it is better to carve a small seal of chrysanthemum, put it in the box to bake or cover the cake surface before selling, and it will be interesting.

He has also worked in Li Sanniang's restaurant for many years, and has a deep understanding of the needs of the people in purchasing food.Now he has a vague idea in his mind, but he has no idea how to do it specifically, and he needs to think about it.

……

Shen Yu and Wang Wei went to Li Sanniang Street together.After Sanniang was rich enough to buy half a street of shopfronts for the purpose of opening a store, the local people jokingly called the street where her property was located Li Sanniang Street.

"Do you want to go to the restaurant first, or do you want to go to the grocery store first?"

"Since it's a grocery store, Shen Lang didn't know that the reputation of this store had already spread to Luoyang. I had long expected it to open in Luoyang. However, Sanniang didn't respond much until now, and I don't know what happened to it." When Wang Wei said this, it was a pity. Hey, for their Luoyang Merry Man, this shop has already become an inseparable online celebrity shop.

Hearing this, Shen Lang felt honored and proud of having a store in Chang'an City, he said: "Walk slowly when you enter the door, the grocery store is very busy, every time I come there is a lot of people's voices. Many." Before he went out, he was given a task by his family to go to the store to order chrysanthemum cakes.

If you don't buy it, you can't keep up with the trend, and it's not elegant enough.

After entering the door, Wang Wei was really taken aback: "There are so many people?" He regretted that he had made a fool of himself and dressed in a graceful and elegant manner today. He was wearing a toga with wide sleeves, which made it very inconvenient to squeeze in the door.

Shen Yu saw his hesitation and said: "Don't worry, although there are many people here, it doesn't affect the people who buy things inside. Once the number of people reaches the line, people will be restricted from entering."

"How do you know that people have no limits?"

"Look how many rattan baskets are left at the door."

Wang Wei turned his gaze to the rattan basket, and once again lamented Li Sanniang's wonderful thoughts. After entering, he was led by Shen Yu to sweep the goods. "

"It's delicious, buy more."

"This item is also very good."

"My niece loves sticky cakes so much, I want to buy some too."

Wang Wei said in his heart: Seeing that he has to buy everything, it's no wonder he has such a figure.No, no, no, he managed to lose weight, but he must never grow back.

Hey, Mo Dalang missed me waiting!

Mo Wenyuan: What does it matter to me?

The two of them were very lucky. They met Mo Dalang, a celebrity in the capital, in a grocery store. He was thinking about what kind of food would be more popular with the people, so he could make steamed cakes for the Double Ninth Festival.Boring himself in the room, studying things to learn, it is absolutely impossible to find the result, so he goes deep into the public, sees the choices of customers, and accumulates experience with this.

Where there is Mo Wenyuan, there are more people. Those who are brave go up to him and say a few words, and those who are timid just go around twice and pay attention silently. He is like a moon surrounded by stars, standing among the people. .Wang Wei was a bold one, and he thought he had a good friendship with him, so he pulled Shen Yu forward and said, "Mo Dalang, long time no see."

He turned around and saw Wang Wei, surprised and said, "Wang Lang hasn't seen you for a long time, why did you come to Chang'an?" He also asked, "We haven't seen each other for two years, Wang Lang seems to have disappeared."

Wang Wei:? ? ?No, I just kept in shape and didn't gain weight!

But he didn't know that Mo Wenyuan had seen too many men who had changed drastically in a short period of time. Before he left, he was obviously thin and had a "weak willow supporting the wind" posture. It didn't take long before he became belly fat Round, very burly, compared with these people, Wang Wei is the thinnest of the thin ones, and he felt that the other party was lighter after seeing it.

Hey, it is said that the Tang Dynasty regarded fat as beauty, and finally it is time for the whole people to become fat.

"It's not a big deal for me to come to Chang'an. It's just to visit relatives and friends. During the Double Ninth Festival, I will climb the heights with my friends in the capital. I'll take a look at your grocery store by the way."

"That grocery store is not mine, it was opened by my mother. I don't have such a wonderful idea."

"So that's it! In addition, I also heard that there are many new things in the restaurant. The Jiangnan store in Luoyang has never been served. I heard that it is a new dish that you cooked on the road to the west, Dalang. Now I have made all of them. I have always It’s delicious, how can you not come to eat if you have something like this?”

"I see."

"Why is Dalang here?"

Mo Wenyuan said: "The Double Ninth Festival is just around the corner, and I want to make some new cakes to sell around the festival, so I thought about coming to the store to see what kind of cakes people like more, so I can know when I make them."

Shen Yu also became curious, and interjected, "Then what kind of food is more popular?"

Mo Wenyuan still saw Shen Yu during this period of time, and it can even be said that he watched Shen Yu gain weight little by little like blowing up a balloon, so he nodded to greet him and answered his question: "In my current situation It seems that the sweet cakes sell better, they are soft and sticky to the teeth, and have the sweet smell of glutinous rice, whether they are old people, girls, children or gentlemen are very fond of them."

Shen Yu nodded and said, "That's right, that's right, my niece loves this food very much."

"Even if you like it, you can't eat too much, especially for little girls. Eating too much will damage your teeth."

They said a few more words. During this period, the cute sticky cake that Mo Wenyuan was talking about had been sold out, and there were still a lot of other cakes left. Seeing this situation, he already had an idea in his heart. There were more and more, so he said to the two long-lost old friends: "If the two of you want to go back to the restaurant together?" He lowered his voice and said in a voice that only the three of them could hear, "I have a new dish that I want to try. The two of you have eaten delicious food all over the world, so you are willing to help me comment on new dishes."

This...of course I am willing.

The two of them didn't buy anything, so Shen Yu hurriedly found a buddy to order chrysanthemum cakes, and then walked behind Mo Wenyuan's buttocks. Everyone behind them looked at the two of them with envious eyes. This is so enviable!

……

"Every store will sell new food for the Double Ninth Festival, and we will naturally not be outdone."

"Qian Mian's chrysanthemum cake has achieved the ultimate in shape, but I can only work on the taste. I have thought about it for a long time, and it is not difficult to make the cake have the fragrance of chrysanthemum. It cannot be bitter."

Mo Wenyuan said as he entered the backyard of the restaurant. He placed the two people in the living room. After hearing this, the two nodded and said: "Yes, yes, the cake is better."

After eating like this, Shen Yu also gained some experience: "Besides sweetness, it's better to have fillings, it's more comfortable to eat."

Especially at the moment when the pastry is bitten off to reveal the filling, the great satisfaction like winning a prize quiz is something that you can't find in other foods.

Mo Wenyuan listened to Shen Yu's advice and said, "Leave it to me." After speaking, he went into the kitchen.

The kitchen is a sacred place, his private space, and almost no one can enter into it. Wang Wei and Shen Yu watched the big black sheep enter the door swaggeringly and wagging its tail, with complicated emotions.

"Mo Dalang really values ​​this sheep."

"That—of course, sheep have great supernatural powers."

"When I met Mo Dalang a few years ago, he was petite, and the sheep accompanied him, and he was not too big. Now when he is close to the crown, the sheep is also huge. It is like his childhood playmates, advancing and retreating together."

……

When the big black sheep entered the door, Mo Wenyuan was making preparations for pastries. A large iron pot was boiling water on the stove, and bags of glutinous rice flour were poured into it. Clinging to his wooden stick, he felt resistance as he tried to pull the stick out.

The sheep found a suitable corner and watched Mo Wenyuan cook quietly. I don’t know if it’s because of his adulthood. After he grows horns, his aesthetic taste has become a little wider. , Judging whether the ingredients are fresh or not, they have a vague concept of whether they look good or not.

This concept is: Mo Xiaoyuan is so good-looking, why is Mo Xiaoyuan so good-looking, no one looks better than Mo Xiaoyuan!

His aesthetic standard is Mo Wenyuan.

Watching Mo Wenyuan cook is a double enjoyment of vision and smell for Big Black Sheep. He covets the beauty of people and smells the aroma of food. It is a fairy day.

Mo Wenyuan poured out the glutinous rice balls after they were evenly stirred, but at this time the balls were too sticky, and it took him a lot of effort to scrape the pot clean. He dabbed some flour on his hands and started kneading the dough. Knead it into strips, chop it and press it a little flat, then put it on the steamer and start steaming.

The aroma of glutinous rice came out from the hole at the top of the steamer, and it became a straight small white smoke, rushing straight up, the smell was not unpleasant at all, on the contrary it was very refreshing.

The fragrance of rice is light, but it is easy to satisfy people. This may be related to the longing for land and food engraved deep in the hearts of Chinese people. Since the emergence of small-scale peasant society, rice has been the food that many people use to satisfy their hunger. The fragrant Dabai Rice is the supreme delicacy in times of famine.

Mo Wenyuan himself likes rice very much, and the diners who buy food also have a soft spot for the food it makes.

After steaming for a while, he pounded it into the pot with bamboo chopsticks. The glutinous rice balls in the steamer are very soft, and a small hole can be easily dug out with chopsticks. The last layer of thin glutinous rice skin that has expanded to the limit is translucent and sticky. in the bottom of the pan.

He nodded in satisfaction and said, "Almost."

The sticky glutinous rice dough in the steamer was poured into a large container again, and stirred into a ball. This time, he added some sugar while stirring, and the sugar was fused into the noodles. Mo Wenyuan dug out a small piece and threw it directly into the dough. In the mouth of the big black sheep, the big black sheep that was waiting to be fed kept chewing. He was already familiar with this work, and told Mo Wenyuan that the sweetness was just right after eating.

He has a very good and sensitive tongue, and he can taste whether the food is good or bad at once.

As long as the big black sheep agrees, there is no problem. When steaming the dough, he also made a variety of fillings, such as sesame paste made from black sesame seeds, red bean paste made from red beans, and mung beans. Mung bean paste, and a mixed sauce made by chopping up various seasonal fruits and jams.The sauces are stuffed into the glutinous rice heart, and then the glutinous rice dumplings wrapped in the sauce are squeezed into a nearly square shape, but the corners have a cute appearance.

He took a very small mold to cover one side. The mold was put on first, and then he filled the mold with golden sorghum flour. When the mold was removed, a small and delicate yellow chrysanthemum imprint appeared on the surface. As for Other parts are rolled with flour or powder of other colors. All in all, the imprint of chrysanthemum is very obvious.

Needless to say, Big Black Sheep is the first one to eat crabs. The soft and glutinous rice fragrance is perfectly combined with the sweetness of red bean paste. After cooling down, the glutinous rice becomes less sticky and does not stick to the teeth very much, but it is still very sticky with the same kind. .

The sheep thought it was delicious, not to mention Wang Wei and the others, who ate so much that they couldn't lift their heads. It can only be said that Mo Wenyuan kept surprising them, and no matter what he did, it was so delicious that it made people want to cry.

"What is the price of this item, and when will it be available?"

"The price is definitely not high. It should be comparable to ordinary Double Ninth cakes. As for the sale, this product is easy to make and can be bought in stores in a few days. Gentlemen just keep an eye on it."

The price is similar to the Double Ninth Cake, which is much cheaper than they imagined. However, Li Sanniang's restaurant is not very expensive except for the food that looks like a money grab.

His purpose of benefiting the people is too obvious, and no one is willing to criticize it.

After thinking about it, Wang Wei said: "Chongyang Festival, would Mo Dalang want to climb up the mountain with us and look far away?" He said, "It doesn't matter if you bring the sheep, as long as the sheep can go up the mountain."

Mo Wenyuan thought that those who played with Wang Wei and Shen Yu were those with similar personalities to them, so he generously agreed: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obey my orders."

……

Before the end of the Double Ninth Festival, Mo Wenyuan encountered some embarrassing things again. After he returned to Beijing, the matchmakers who had disappeared for a while saw that the time was ripe and made a comeback. They came to match him one after another!

Li Sanniang was so harassed some time ago that people were dizzy, now that she heard the voice of the matchmaker, she wanted to back away, so this time she directly summoned Mo Wenyuan, and said to the matchmaker: "My son is here, if you have anything to say, listen to him That's right."

The matchmakers saw that this was impossible, which one didn't tell Auntie, why did they call Mr. Lang out?Shouldn't it be safe?

But Li Sanniang ran really fast, seeing that they couldn't stop anyone, they could only concentrate their firepower to capture Mo Wenyuan who was stunned and didn't know what was going on.

Some matchmakers were quick-witted and quick-witted, and immediately drew equations in their minds. Sanniang said that she heard from Mo Dalang, so wouldn't that mean that once Mo Dalang was talked about, the marriage would be settled?The relationship is good, they are going straight to Huanglong!

Mo Wenyuan only felt that there were a hundred monks around him chanting scriptures continuously, and he was dizzy from chanting, not knowing what year it was.

"Mo Dalang, the daughter of the Hu family in Xishi is beautiful and sweet-mouthed. She is about the same age as you, and she admires Dalang very much. How about..."

"The Wang family's daughter is good at cooking and has a strong body. She is a good child..."

"The Fang family's daughter..."

Mo Wenyuan said: "Stop, stop, stop, these girls are good, but I am not happy."

"What do you like, Dalang?"

The light bulb on Mo Wenyuan's head lit up: "First of all, you must know how to eat.

To like to eat. "

Oh, it's not difficult!

"Secondly, you must have an extremely delicate tongue to distinguish good or bad ingredients, the difference between seasonings, and what is put in the food."

ah?The matchmakers are worried, this may be a bit difficult!