It was packed in a small silver-white aluminum pot, which was actually not small. It was enough for three people. There were many colorful things in it. The common ones were lotus root slices and potato slices. The green ones were chopped green onions and celery. There were also prawns dipped in soy sauce and chili, chicken slices that were no longer white and tender, tofu and some other ingredients.
In Sichuan and Chongqing, this dish could be seen in almost all the restaurants outside. However, not many people knew that Spicy Saucepan was actually a minority dish.
It originated from the Tu people in Jinyun Mountain. It was a common dish of the Tu people. The dishes could be matched at will. Except for the Two Tendrils Chili, there was no fixed format. Generally, people would put their favorite dishes together.
The Spicy Saucepan made by Yuan Zhou was relatively common. Lv Fang had already started to eat it. The Spicy Saucepan was not too spicy. It was mainly fragrant.
Lv Fang couldn't stop stuffing food into his mouth.
Shi Shuan couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He felt that a long time had passed. In fact, it was only about four minutes before Shi Shuan's dish was served.
It was also a pot, but this pot was not made of aluminum, but of copper. It was yellow in color and had a hint of bronze luster. It looked very beautiful, not to mention the white and sparkling rice that was emitting a large amount of steam.
There was a significant difference between Jinzhou's Mixed Rice and other Mixed Rice. The broth wasn't poured into the rice but was drunk directly.
There was also a big bowl of clam soup in it. It had a milky white luster and emitted the unique smell of seafood. It smelled very good.
The other dishes and meat were all familiar to Shi Shuan, including preserved green starch jelly, raw meat slices, celery, spinach, small pumpkin, and so on.
In order to match the Mixed Rice, all the side dishes were very thin. Even if they were cut into pieces, they were one inch long, which was very suitable.
"Authentic! Professional! If this kind of restaurant doesn't become popular, what else will? "Shi Shuan was conquered by the appearance of the dish before he started to eat it.
Shi Shuan quickly poured all kinds of dishes into the hot rice and then quickly stirred it with chopsticks. When it was mixed well, he added the finishing touch, malt chilli sauce, and it was perfect.
He took a deep breath, and a mellow aroma of spicy sauce was sucked into his stomach. He felt as if he hadn't eaten the bowl of noodles he had just eaten. He was so hungry.
He picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful into his mouth. The fragrance of the rice mixed with the chili exploded on the tip of his tongue. There was a hidden sweetness to it. With one bite, the crispy vegetables were broken. The smooth and tender meat wrapped around the rice, and the plump gravy soaked the rice. The slightly hard rice became round and plump, and the texture was rich. It was quite delicious.
"The more I eat, the hungrier I get." Shi Shuan's appetite was whetted.
The vegetables that had been blanched had a unique fragrance. Stimulated by the heat from the rice, it was just right for the mouth. It was very fresh and sweet.
"I didn't even eat spinach when I ate mixed rice in the past." Shi Xuan was a picky eater. He usually didn't eat vegetables if they weren't delicious.
Now, when faced with the vegetables in the mixed rice, not only did he eat them with the rice, but he also picked them out to eat on their own. He didn't seem to dislike them at all.
In just a few minutes, he swept the rice into his mouth. His speed was so fast that he almost caught up with the people in the cafeteria.
"When I can be like my master and realize the freedom to eat, I will be a winner in life."
Lv Fang wasn't afraid of the heat. He had already eaten up all the red and green chili in the Spicy Pot. He burped contentedly and felt very refreshed.
After the two of them finished the meal, their bellies bulged. Shi Xuan and Lv Fang felt lucky that they had eaten a bowl of noodles before they came. But The Kitchen God had a rule of blacklisting people if they couldn't finish the noodles. Otherwise, their wallets would really become thinner.
After the dinner, Yuan Zhou continued his Cold Sublime Cup plan.
It was also because of the incessant encouragement of Zheng Xian, Chen Wei, Lao Lu and other drinking buddies that Yuan Zhou came up with this plan.
Cold Sublime Cup belonged to Sichuan Cuisine, more precisely, it belonged to the Chengdu School of Sichuan Cuisine. It had another name, Cold Sublime Cup … Of course, it was because there were many wrong words on the signboard of Chengdu. Cold Sublime Cup was purely a mistake.
To put it bluntly, Cold Sublime Cup was also called Night Beer in Chongqing. It was mainly used to go with beer in summer.
It was not just a single type, but a whole category of food, such as duck neck, braised chicken feet, pig tail, goose wings, snails, and so on.
Cold Sublime Cup was not only a meat dish, but also a vegetable dish, such as diced lotus root, green bean, salad cowpea, and salted beans.
In short, Cold Sublime Cup was the best dish to go with alcohol.
I wonder how happy those people in the tavern will be if I make Cold Sublime Cup, Yuan Zhou could not help but think.
Three days had passed in a flash. Moliere was supposed to take the plane in the early hours of the morning, but because he did not catch the direct route, he had to take a connecting flight. He had to travel to several places before he finally arrived at Chengdu.
"I will definitely learn something and defeat Chu. I am confident." Moliere did not care about anything else as soon as he got off the plane. He first gave himself a daily pep talk.
This time, Moliere had made up his mind to come to Chengdu. Not only did he give himself a simple and easy to remember Chinese name, Feng Ma, he hoped to leave a good impression as soon as possible, but he also hoped to be able to run super fast like a horse.
Moliere had specifically looked up the breed of horses in China, and with two words in his name, he was sure that he could run faster than ordinary people.
"Dean, are you here? I'm here." Moliere stood in the airport lobby and called Dean.
He knew that the house on Taoxi Road was difficult to book, and he would be staying there for a long time. So, he decided to book Dean's restaurant here.
As it turned out, Moliere's decision was right. It turned out that Dean had already bought a house here, and it was right next to Taoxi Road. It was very close and convenient.
"Yes, I'm here. Please wait a moment." Dean responded and began to look around.
It only took a few glances to spot Moliere. He was very easy to recognize. Moliere was famous for his height among the chefs. His height of more than 1.9 meters made him stand out like a crane among chickens, not to mention his brown hair and blue eyes, which made him even more conspicuous.
"Moliere, long time no see." Dean walked up and gave Moliere a hug.
As a genius chef who wanted to defeat Chu Xiao together, Dean was very fond of Yuan Zhou. Especially after he moved to Chengdu and was influenced by Yuan Zhou's food, he felt that his temper had improved a lot.
"Long time no see." Moliere was also very enthusiastic.
"How long do you plan to stay this time? I do have a room at my place. Feel free to stay. If not, Gabriel is here too. You can also consider staying at his place," Dean said as he walked.
"Oh, is Gabriel in Huaxia recently?" Moliere did not know about this.
"He's been here recently, so don't worry," Dean said with certainty.
"Okay, I understand." Moliere's eyes flashed.
"I want to go to Yuan's restaurant for lunch. Can I go now?" Moliere thought that since Dean lived nearby, he should have heard of Yuan Zhou. After all, he was not a nobody.
"Not now. It's lunchtime. If you want to eat, you'll have to line up in advance. But we can go for dinner. I'll treat you then." Dean was wondering if he could use the excuse of welcoming Moliere to have an all-fish banquet.
Time would change a person. Dean was no longer the Dean of the past. Not only had his cooking skills improved, but he was also a veteran in The Kitchen God. He was very familiar with all kinds of rules. He was almost an expert in China.
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