Chapter 311
Keshi cuisine is a very niche dish. Its taste does not have a well-known standard compared to traditional dishes, just like the shape of the ancient gods themselves. However, Keshi cuisine is famous for its outstanding appearance, bright colors, and its indescribable shape.
What you eat is creativity.
In the winter of Chen Nian's sophomore year, he didn't even have the answer right after finishing the English Level 4 exam, and he had already finished his final homework.
Since then, when I got home, Chen Nian has been thinking about what kind of dishes he could get to beat Lao Chen.
Summarizing the previous two failures, Chen Nian felt that he had paid too much attention to form and gave up on taste.
And taste is exactly the most important point in food.
If the taste is not delicious, even if you are creative, it will be useless if you have to worry about it.
It’s like stinky tofu smells smelly, but it tastes very delicious.
There is also the steamed three-steamed smell made by Lao Chen before, which also smells smell bad and tastes a bit indescribable, but if you get used to it, you will find that the taste is still quite delicious.
And what I did before was equivalent to selling a box and returning a bead.
So this time, I must think of a dish that not only looks very creative, but also tastes delicious even if it tastes medicine.
After all, they are the three good young people who have experienced cultural baptism and influence in the 21st century college students.
Just as he took the train home, Chen Nian finally came up with the magic weapon that he could definitely win this time.
Therefore, after returning home, Chen Nian immediately started purchasing ingredients, and of course Lao Chen was not idle in the process.
If he agreed to decide the winner with his son, he would naturally have to show his twelve points of ability.
On the seventh day after Chen Nian returned home, Xiao Chen and Lao Chen finally prepared all the ingredients they used.
According to the practice of the world, Old Chen still came first.
I saw Lao Chen going to the kitchen with a large bag and a small bag. Then there was the sound of pounding medicine, the sound of cutting vegetables, and the sound of opening the stove and ignition.
While waiting, Feng Honghong looked at Chen Nian, who was also full of confidence around her and said earnestly: "Son, it's not that my mother doesn't want to favor you, but it's because you can't even eat what you make every time. Think about it, a chef can't even give him a thumbs up on the food he cooks, so what can you expect from others?"
Chen Nian looked at his mother who was trying hard to persuade him, patted his chest and promised: "Mom, what I made this time is absolutely delicious, so don't worry!"
"Okay, mom will believe you again!" Feng Honghong looked at Chen Nian, thinking that her son had finally woken up after two failures.
What were the things I did the first two times?
The first time I almost asked them to throw away this family, let alone the second time.
After more than an hour, the kitchen door finally opened.
Lao Chen walked out with a basin. Judging from his careful appearance, he could guess that what Lao Chen made this time should be a kind of soup.
Then Old Chen put the basin in his hand on the table and opened the lid of the pot. Suddenly, a green feeling came into the eyes of the three of them.
How to say it?
This green is not the color of any soup they have ever seen. The first impression of this pot of soup, the first word that Aged thought of was the green grassland.
This thing is really too green!
Chen Nian felt that drinking this soup was like drinking the lake water full of green algae in the park.
"I'm sure to win!" Chen Nian not only cheered in his heart.
Judging from this aspect, my dad cooked this time no less than the dishes he made the previous two times.
Subconsciously turned around and looked at my mother's side. Feng Honghong's face showed a hint of surprise when she saw this dish: "Is that what you made?"
"Yes, that's it! It's the specialty from the place we ate when we were traveling!"
Aged: “???”
Are you two playing a puzzle here?
Which one is that? What are you talking about?
"What do you call this dish? It doesn't look very good."
But after hearing this, Lao Chen shook his head proudly: "This is your ignorant. This is the specialty of Hakka in western Fujian. Your mother and I accidentally ate it when we went to Fujian to play. Although it looks so green, in fact, the green is the green of tea."
"Milk tea is similar to BJ's bean juice. They are both the kind of people who love to drink, and it is very uncomfortable if they don't drink it a day, and people who are not used to it cannot accept it at all. Moreover, this is also the most primitive way of drinking tea that the locals have preserved from ancient times to the present. This is called the living fossil in Chinese tea culture."
Aging day this dish has such a big background, I can't help but be excited.
I thought I was going to make a mistake this time, but then I thought that Lao Chen said that Lecha was the oldest way to drink tea in China, but even in ancient times, it was only a few thousand years at best.
The dish I want to make is different. Just from the age, thousands of years have passed in front of my dish.
It is the oldest mysterious group in the eternal and long river of time. Ordinary people will go crazy when they hear the name.
However, even if this dish that came from the unknown human era was to be displayed, you have to wait to taste this dish from my father first.
Lao Chen used a spoon to serve each of the two of them a bowl.
During the soup, the aged smelled a rich tea smell and a faint sesame fragrance, which seemed to have peanuts and soy milk-like smells.
After serving, Old Chen first picked up the bowl and took a sip, then showed a satisfied look.
"The taste is almost the same. Although it is not as authentic as them, it is also similar to 70% or 80%."
"Really or false?" Chen Nian was a little reluctant to believe it, after all, this really didn't look that delicious.
In addition to red and yellow and the two colors of the ingredients, Aged food really couldn't imagine that there would be anything that would be particularly delicious in bright colors.
As he was skeptical, Chen Nian also picked up and took a sip.
The taste of tea is still in the mouth, but with the fragrance of tea, Aged also tastes some Chinese medicine from it.
It's very weird when you take a bite.
But after drinking it, Chen Nian felt a sense of comfort from his mouthpiece to his stomach, which made Chen Nian, who was born in this major, instantly realized that this dish was not simple.
"It feels pretty good." Chen Nian nodded and said.
This is very pertinent. Although you have to compete with each other, you cannot speak against your conscience.
Not bad, not bad.
Chapter completed!