I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

Chapter 97 Do You Treat Me As Superman?

The two chatted for a while, and Wang Hongmei walked out of the back kitchen with the fragrant dishes.

Sichuan cuisine pays attention to spicy and fresh fragrance, and the last word incense refers to the aroma.

When a dish is out of the pot, the rich aroma will spread out immediately, and just smell it, it will make people's appetite open.

Mapo tofu, boiled pork slices, Mao Xuewang, roasted white meat, garlic white meat...

Seeing a large table full of dishes, Zhang Mengyao couldn't help laughing and crying: "There are so many dishes, can't the four of us finish them?"

Lin Xian smiled and said, "My dad is in high spirits today."

Finally, Lin Guodong came to the hall with a dish in person.

Putting the dish on the table, Lin Guodong smiled and said, "Meng Yao, try this uncle's boiled cabbage."

"Thank you uncle!"

Zhang Mengyao replied with a smile, then lowered her head and looked at the dish carefully.

I saw a few cabbage hearts on the large dish.

The cabbage is bright yellow and crisp, under the background of the brown soup, just like the one just picked, it is extremely fresh.

If you just look at the appearance, you will feel very ordinary and unremarkable.

Lin Xian helped her with a piece of cabbage and poured some soup over it.

Then he handed the bowl to her and said with a smile, "Try it!"

Zhang Mengyao picked up the chopsticks, with strong anticipation in her heart, she picked up the choy heart and took a small bite.

"No~"

As soon as Cai Xin entered, Zhang Mengyao's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

fresh!

So delicious, she felt like her taste buds had exploded.

The umami of various meats is combined, and the crisp taste of cabbage and the fragrance of vegetables enhance the layering.

She never thought that ordinary Chinese cabbage could be so delicious.

Lin Guodong smiled and asked, "Meng Yao, how is it?"

"too delicious!"

Zhang Mengyao praised sincerely.

Now she finally understands why Lin Xian is so persistent and picky about food.

If she ate this kind of food since she was a child, she would also be raised to be stubborn.

Hearing Zhang Mengyao's praise, Lin Guodong sighed: "It still failed, the color of the soup is too thick. If it is real boiled cabbage, the soup should be as clear as water, without any color."

"..."

This TM is called a failure?

Zhang Mengyao lowered her head silently, trembling.

In fact, Lin Guodong didn't lie, the core of the boiled cabbage dish lies in the soup.

All kinds of ingredients are gathered in a pot and stewed for more than ten hours, so that all the essence is dissolved in the soup.

After the finished product, the soup is clear and transparent like boiled water.

See the extraordinary in the ordinary.

However, this dish is generally not available in restaurants, not even in many top Chinese restaurants.

The main reason is that the practice of this dish is very troublesome and laborious. It takes more than ten hours to hang the broth alone, and the cost is too high.

Otherwise it wouldn't have been chosen for the state banquet!

Wang Hongmei greeted warmly: "Mengyao, don't be polite, just like your own home, you can eat whatever you want!"

"Auntie, I know!"

Zhang Mengyao replied with a smile.

During the meal, Wang Hongmei and Zhang Mengyao were almost always talking, and Lin Xian was stunned.

In desperation, he had to bow his head to taste the food.

Not to mention, Dad's craftsmanship seems to have improved a bit, and the boiled cabbage really surprised him.

...

Three in the afternoon.

Under Wang Hongmei's reluctant gaze, Lin Xian and Zhang Mengyao got into a taxi.

In the taxi, Zhang Mengyao let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Lin Xian jokingly said, "What? Are you still tired from eating a meal?"

"I'm so pissed off, you don't even know how to help me out, you just know how to eat!" Zhang Mengyao pouted and punched him angrily.

Lin Xian leaned against her shoulder and joked: "Oh, you hurt me, I can't get up without 20,000."

"Then don't get up!"

Zhang Mengyao held back her laughter and pinched his waist.

While the two were laughing and fighting, the taxi had stopped steadily in front of the high-speed rail station.

After buying tickets, the two set foot on the train back to school.

After sending Zhang Mengyao to Jin Da, the two were tired and crooked for a while.

When Lin Xian rushed back to the Zijinshan Community, it was almost five o'clock in the evening.

Opening the door, he saw Zhuang Tong mopping the floor with a mop.

Seeing Lin Xian coming back, Zhuang Tong threw away the mop in his hand and threw himself into his arms.