"Clang"
Only when the plate was placed on the table did Song Ming and Ding Yuanshan see clearly the true face of such a fresh and fragrant dish. It was Luohan Vegetarian Cuisine.
Actually, Luohan Vegetarian Cuisine didn't refer to a single dish in the past. It was a kind of banquet activity prepared by the merchants and monks in Guangdong Province. Therefore, it generally referred to vegetarian dishes, just like the Ding Yuanshan Vegetarian Cuisine on Ding Lake. It also had another name, Ding Lake Luohan Vegetarian Cuisine.
But now, after historical changes and the passage of time, Luohan Vegetarian Cuisine had evolved into a special vegetarian cuisine.
Especially the Luohan Vegetarian Cuisine ordered by Song Ming. Its full name was Six Ancestors Luohan Vegetarian Cuisine. It was a local specialty consisting of 18 kinds of vegetarian dishes and was named after the 18 Bronze Men of Buddhism.
The Luohan Vegetarian Cuisine in the restaurant was naturally the most authentic. The plate was coarse porcelain white, not pure white. Instead, there was a hint of yellow, similar to beige, but lighter than that.
Set off by the various dishes, the dish seemed to complement each other. The main point was that the dishes were very diverse, such as shiitake mushrooms, mushrooms, straw mushrooms, tremella, black fungus, stone fungus, etc. When all kinds of vegetables were put together, not only did the taste blend, but also the color was colorful. There were many kinds of white, such as dull gray, beautiful silver, pure white and transparent white. Honestly speaking, the seemingly messy but actually very orderly color combination was pleasing to the eye, not to mention the taste.
"The fragrance is even better than mine. It seems to be a matter of the quantity of the ingredients." After all, Song Ming was a top-notch chef. Although his culinary skills weren't necessarily the best, few people could compare with him in terms of judgment.
"It does look better." Ding Yuanshan was looking at the color combination.
"Let's have a taste first. You, too." Song Ming picked up the chopsticks and picked up a thin slice of shiitake mushroom while calling Ding Yuanshan, who didn't move at the side.
Hearing the master's call, Ding Yuanshan picked up the chopsticks and started to eat. He chose the thinly sliced black fungus, which should have been cut with a knife. Every piece of black fungus was of the same size.
Song Ming put the shiitake slice into his mouth. The slightly hot texture set off the unique fragrance of shiitake mushroom. Once it touched his tongue, the first feeling was the smoothness. Then, when he bit it with his teeth, it was soft and smooth, giving him a very good feeling.
The main taste was the shiitake mushroom, followed by the taste of other vegetables. They didn't clash with each other, but instead stimulated each other's deliciousness.
"The taste of the shiitake mushroom has been brought into full play, and the control of the heat is just right. It's ready to be cooked just as it's done. The technique of grasping the timing is quite experienced." Song Ming's face revealed a delighted smile.
This was the excitement of having a pillar of Cantonese cuisine, as well as the pride that a figure like Yuan Zhou had appeared in the Chinese culinary world.
In the past, Chu Xiao could also be considered brilliant. However, most of his achievements were in the field of French cuisine. Therefore, he always felt that there was a gap between them. But Yuan Zhou was different. He was a towering tree rooted in the culinary circle of China. With him around, Song Ming believed that it was only a matter of time before the rise of Chinese delicacies.
"It's indeed very delicious." Ding Yuanshan sighed with emotion while eating.
Master and disciple, you take a chopstick, I take a chopstick, I take a chopstick. This was the result of Ding YuanShan trying his best to restrain himself because he was a master and a father-in-law. Otherwise, it would have been even faster. After all, he was young and strong, and had good arm strength!
After the Luohan Vegetarian Dish was finished, the Luo Goose was served.
Judging from the name, one could tell it was a meat dish and moreover, a meat dish that showed the cooking method. "Luo" was a cooking method and also a dialect of Cantonese. Therefore, this dish was jokingly called a very "rustic" Hakka dish.
Different from the Luohan Vegetarian Dish just now, the Luo Goose swept away the fresh and meaningful taste with a sweeping posture as soon as it was served. It could be seen that it had a domineering temperament.
After it was served, it was totally different from the simple elegance just now. This dish was bright red and glossy, full of moisture, and looked oily.
The key to the Luo Goose was the selection of the ingredients and the control of the fire. It would feel old after the time was up, but it would feel raw before the time was up. It would be best if the meat could be tender and the bone marrow was full of blood.
"I'm not as good as you in terms of knife skills." Ding Yuanshan rarely said that.
It was mainly because he was stimulated. Originally, it was impossible for every part of the goose to be the same. However, the dish served to him was placed neatly on the plate one by one. Although every piece of meat looked oily, there was no residual soup at the bottom of the plate. It could be seen that the chef had a good control.
"Even I can't compare with it. Do you still want to compete with it?" Song Ming squinted at Ding Yuanshan and snorted.
With the delicacies in front of him, Song Ming didn't bother to make trouble. He straightforwardly started to eat. "It's the hundred-day goose.
It's fresh and tender. "The Luo Goose required the hundred-day goose, which weighed about 8 kg. It was the best to cook the Luo Goose. Once Song Ming ate it, he could tell how old it was. As long as he ate it often, he would gain experience.
He tore off a piece of fresh and tender goose meat lightly, revealing the bloody bone marrow inside. It was just right. If there was more, it would be old and if there was less, it would be raw. It was indeed on point.
Although it looked thick and red, it couldn't cover the fresh and fragrant taste of the goose meat at all. Song Ming and Ding Yuanshan ate one piece after another. Soon, there was nothing left on the plate.
"Isn't this portion a little too little?" Ding Yuanshan didn't realize that there was nothing left until his chopsticks were empty.
He felt that he hadn't eaten much. Why was there nothing left? It must be because the portion prepared by the chef was too little.
"You have eaten nine pieces. Is it still not enough?" Song Ming felt that this batch of apprentices was too greedy. Nine pieces of goose meat as wide as two fingers were not too little. He himself had only eaten 11 pieces. It was an odd number.
Ding Yuanshan's mouth moved, but he still didn't say the words in his heart. Otherwise, he would probably be beaten.
The reason why Song Ming ate so carefully, more carefully than usual, was that he had made a decision. He wanted to pass the furnace to Yuan Zhou.
Since he was the previous owner of the furnace, according to the rules, it was up to him to decide the next successor. Therefore, bringing his son-in-law here for a meal could be considered as a test.
Song Ming didn't disclose this to Yuan Zhou. Even Zhou Shijie didn't know that. Yuan Zhou was always in his best state at any time. For example, the Salt Baked Chicken, the Dinghu Vegetarian Dishes, and the Dragon Boat Rice. None of them had any flaws.
After each dish was served, Song Ming's standard procedure was to check the merits of the dish first and then ask his son-in-law. The latter thought it was a test from the master, so he answered earnestly and clearly.
The next dish was as fresh as the previous vegetarian dish, but it was different. One was the extreme freshness of a vegetarian dish while the other was the freshness and sweetness of a seafood dish. Although they seemed to achieve the same goal by different means, they were both different.
The Crab Braised Chicken Soup was different from the Crab Braised Chicken Soup that Yuan Zhou had eaten in the agricola. The cooking time of the Crab Braised Chicken Soup was shorter and the crab used was different as well. Most importantly, the dish cooked was different.
Probably because the crab roe and crab paste were mixed into the soup and then the chicken was added, the originally jade-like chicken was dyed with a bright yellow color. So was the chicken skin. Therefore, it looked more consistent with the orange-red crab.
After Song Ming picked up a piece of crab meat, Ding Yuanshan picked up a piece of chicken. As soon as his chopsticks touched the chicken, he felt it was very tender. After putting it into his mouth, he sighed with emotion.
The chicken meat was tender and the chicken skin was tough. Together with the fresh, sweet and glutinous feeling of the crab roe and crab paste, the chicken tasted not only the freshness and freshness of the chicken but also the freshness and sweetness of the crab. It really achieved the extreme of one fresh and two fresh, as if he was eating both chicken and crab.
Gulp.
After drinking a mouthful of the fragrant golden broth, the slightly hot taste, as well as the crab roe and other substances mixed into the broth, made one's tongue almost fall off.
Even if one was a professional chef, the most important thing left was the instinct to eat. It was really too delicious.
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