If he could order three servings, how could he only order two if his wallet didn't vomit blood?
After asking as usual, Yuan Zhou began to prepare.
They were all things that needed to be boiled and steamed in advance. Yuan Zhou looked at the change in the steam and calculated the time. When the steam suddenly began to increase, he knew it was time and immediately began to get busy.
The predecessor of Hu La Soup actually evolved from the theory of adding spicy, fragrant, and dry herbs to food in the "Prescription of Taiping Huimin Pharmacy".
The famous ones were naturally Yu Province's Xiaoyao Hu La Soup and Qin Province's Meatball Hu La Soup. It didn't mean that all Hu La Soup in Yu Province was Xiaoyao Hu La Soup or Qin Province was Meatball Hu La Soup. It was just that these two were very famous and representative.
Yuan Zhou didn't make Meatball Hu La Soup, but Qin Province's unique Hu La Soup. He added a lot of Qin Province's unique seasonings and vegetables. It smelled spicy and domineering. In this rainy and humid season, it was very good to use it to remove some cold moisture.
"It smells more chewy than the Hu La Soup I've eaten. It looks very good too." The tall and thin Yu Ding sat at the back of the front row, but he didn't get the Hu La Soup late.
Because Su Ruoyan's movements were too fast, Yu Ding didn't even have time to admire the piping hot Hu La Soup in front of the people in front of him before his own arrived.
Yu Ding was a slightly famous potter. The porcelain that came from his hands had a natural charm, and it also carried the rough and heroic spirit of the Central Plains people in his bones.
This time, he came out to choose suitable soil for a new idea. Although most of the time, he could get some samples to choose from just by asking, Yu Ding was used to choosing on the spot.
Yu Ding believed that the geographical environment and weather conditions at that time could affect the quality of the soil. It was an accident that he came to Chengdu to meet The Kitchen God. Today was his first meal at The Kitchen God.
Originally, he was attracted by the queue, but now he was attracted by the fragrance.
The Hu La soup was placed in a coarse white porcelain bowl. The color was slightly dark, and the soup was thick. The vegetables inside were all cut into the same size and shape. A strong spicy smell rushed straight to the tip of the nose. It was very attractive.
Even Yu Ding, a native of Yu Province, was attracted by the smell. He didn't look like a Central Plain person who grew up drinking spicy soup.
"The taste is strong but not pungent. It's spicy and sweet at the same time. The thickness is just right. This chef's craftsmanship is really good." Yu Ding sighed in a low voice.
He didn't even know that he was eating at the famous The Kitchen God.
Yu Ding came to Taoxi Road under the guidance of Master Fei Zhi, who said that there was a person with high attainments in ceramics called Yuan Zhou. Yu Ding came to meet Yuan Zhou and conveniently asked him about the condition of the soil in Chengdu. He planned to go there and have a look.
When he arrived at Taoxi Road, however, he realized that he had come too early. This person called Yuan Zhou probably hadn't opened for business yet. According to his habit, he chose a restaurant with the largest queue for his meal.
Was there any dispute about which restaurant had the largest queue on Taoxi Road? Therefore, Yu Ding accidentally entered The Kitchen God for his meal.
Yuan Zhou was picking out the golden oil towers one by one and putting them on plates. He didn't know that someone was coming to discuss ceramics skills with him.
Master Fei Zhi didn't expect Yu Ding to be so anxious and come to Taoxi Road so early in the morning. Therefore, he intended to wait until Yuan Zhou's breakfast time ended before calling Yuan Zhou to explain the situation.
The golden oil towers used to be scorched. Therefore, they were golden yellow and very dazzling. Therefore, they were also called Oil Collapse. There was even a legend about dismounting after smelling the fragrance.
Now, the improved golden oil towers were steamed. Therefore, they were snow-white and exquisite when they were taken out. Strands of golden threads were spread on the plates. The size of the towers made by Yuan Zhou was suitable. There were four golden oil towers lying on a rectangular plate, which looked very appetizing.
At least, that was what Hu Qingshan thought.
As expected of Head Chef Yuan. Looks like I was right. My culinary talent should have been delayed by programming. Sigh, it seems like the culinary world is suffering a loss without me, Hu Qingshan sighed inwardly. "It's really a golden thread that coils around me. Head Chef Yuan is indeed worthy of his reputation.
The doll's face was full of regret and pride. He didn't know how he had seen through his talent.
However, the golden oil towers that were highly praised by Hu Qingshan could live up to their reputation. They were indeed very beautiful. Not to mention the snow-white color, the shape of the golden oil towers was slightly thicker than cotton threads. Every strand was very smooth and exquisite. From this, one could see the chef's skills.
In addition, the fragrant and sweet smell was very strong, forming a sharp contrast with the strong Hu La Soup at the side.
In fact, not only did the golden thread oil tower need to be paired with sweet almond syrup, but it also needed to be accompanied with acidic pickles, sweet flour sauce, and white onion. Only then would it be more refreshing and have a unique flavor.
Most chefs treated the golden oil towers this way because they needed to wrap the dough with greasy things like lard. Moreover, the thick layer of fat scraped from the skin of the pig was more greasy and moist. It was more permeable and suitable to be used to make the golden oil towers. The finished product would be more oily and glossy. However, there were advantages and disadvantages. The first was that it would be greasy.
The golden oil towers in Yuan Zhou's restaurant didn't come with these messy things. Apart from a bowl of Hu La Soup and a plate of golden oil towers, there was nothing else.
Hu Qingshan looked at the oil towers with a little hesitation. He was a little hesitant. He didn't like to eat oily and meaty things, such as pork knuckles and trotters. He didn't usually eat them because he was afraid of getting greasy.
Now that this oil tower didn't come with anything, even if Hu Qingshan knew that it was made by Yuan Zhou, his heart still thumped a little.
It wasn't that he didn't have confidence in Yuan Zhou. It was just that he couldn't accept it physiologically.
Hu Qingshan saw that the person next to him was eating the seemingly delicious oil towers with relish. He didn't even drink the Hu La Soup and directly ate two oil towers. When he was about to eat the third one, he finally made up his mind and reached out his chopsticks to pick up an oil tower.
Oh, to add, the person next to him with a mouth full of oil was Yu Ding. Originally, his attention was attracted by the Hu La Soup, but before he had time to eat, he was attracted by the fragrance of the golden oil tower. So, he started eating from the oil tower and started today's breakfast.
When Hu Qingshan picked up the oil tower with his chopsticks, he found that it really looked like a silk thread when placed on the plate, but when he picked it up, it really looked like a pine cone or a pagoda. The shape was perfect and distinct.
"Hiss. Just this technique alone is enough to make it the best in the world. No wonder he is Head Chef Yuan. He is simply the leader of the handicraft industry," Hu Qingshan muttered and stuffed the Golden Thread Oil Pagoda into his mouth impatiently.
It was soft and soft in the mouth, smooth but not greasy. It didn't feel greasy as Hu Qingshan had imagined. Instead, it had an indescribable fragrance that made people want to eat a second bite after the first bite.
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