In Ge Liang's surprised eyes, Mo Fei took him to the first store, a simple meal. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After listening to the waiter's introduction, Mo Fei only ordered one dish - a simple meal of braised pork, which is barely a specialty here.

I have to say that the service of the gourmet meal is very good, and it is served within three minutes after ordering, and everyone is willing to choose to eat here, the picture is that the food is served quickly and the price is not expensive.

Braised pork is available everywhere, Lu Province has salty and fresh sauce fragrant Lu flavor braised pork, Shanghai has Huadiao boiled crispy braised pork, Suzhou has thick oil red sauce, sweet but not greasy Suzhou-style braised pork, and Hunan Province is popular is red bright and slightly spicy Mao's braised pork.

Su Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou that year, and once wrote "Ode to Pork": "Clean and wash the bell, less water, and the firewood can't afford to smoke." Don't rush him when he is familiar with himself, and he is beautiful when he is full. Huangzhou is a good pork, and the price is as cheap as dirt. The noble refuse to eat, the poor do not understand how to cook, get up early in the morning and play two bowls, so that they are full of their own kings. ”

The scholars and doctors of the Song Dynasty ate mutton and venison, and few people generally ate pork, and the poor people did not know how to make it, so Su Dongpo invented Dongpo meat, which is now braised pork.

This simple dish of braised pork seems to be an original combination of the practices of the predecessors, so it can be recommended by the waiter.

"Here, have a taste. ”

Mo Fei sandwiched a piece of meat and put it into Ge Liang's small cabbage butterfly, the meat was not small, it was red and trembling, exuding bursts of fragrance.

He took a piece himself, tasted it and put down his chopsticks.

Ge Liang took a bite, only to feel that the fat was overflowing his cheeks, and the oil juice flowed freely down the corners of his mouth.

"Oh my God, it's so oily!" Ge Liang only took a bite and frowned and stopped eating.

"There is something wrong with the chef's approach. Mo Fei nodded and said, "He fried the meat first and then burned it, so that the meat would not shrink, it looked beautiful, and it saved fire." However, after frying, the oil will be sealed in the meat, and it will not taste smooth enough and greasy. ”

"Boss, do you know how to cook this dish?" asked Ge Liang curiously.

"This dish is actually very simple, you can put some flower carvings when roasting meat, beer can also beer, first boil on high heat for half an hour, and then use low heat to simmer slowly, the longer the simmering time, the more flavorful. Wait until the flavor of the condiment penetrates into every fiber of the lean meat and every drop of oil of the fatty meat, so that the wonderful and superb can be burned. ”

Ge Liang licked his tongue, "Then is this braised pork qualified?"

"A good braised pork is smooth in the mouth, has a weak resistance when biting, and it will be crispy and invisible when you chew it slightly. Therefore, their dish is not even up to the qualified line. ”

"Leave!"

Coming out of the gourmet simple meal, Mo Fei already has the bottom in his heart, price, taste, and speed, these three points will be the direction of China's light restaurants in the future.

At this time, they came to the second shop - Shaanxi mutton steamed buns.

It was not yet noon, and there were not many people in the store, so Mo Fei and the two of them asked for a bun, broke it into soybean-sized particles, and handed it to the waiter to make soup.

Soon the waiter brought a full bowl, the center of the bowl is steamed buns and meat, dotted with green garlic sprouts, surrounded by fresh soup, soaked with crystal vermicelli.

Ge Liang couldn't wait to take a sip, "This steamed bun is not bad, you can taste it." ”

Mo Fei took a sip, the soup was okay, and the bun absorbed the flavor of the soup, which tasted smooth and delicious. He nodded slightly, "It's okay, it's a grade higher than the braised pork in a simple meal." ”

"Boss, your taste is a little tricky, I think this steamed bun is very authentic. Ge Liang said.

"It's not authentic, it's just just past the passing line. ”

"Poof, I said you're here to pick thorns. ”

Mo Fei didn't argue, he put down his chopsticks, "Let's go to the next one?"

"But this ...... I haven't eaten yet!"

"Liangliang, do you know what the essence of mutton steamed buns is?" asked him.

Ge Liang shook his head and took the opportunity to eat a few more bites.

"It's the bowl of soup. The most authentic mutton steamed bun does not need old soup, what you want is umami. The bones are boiled in the afternoon of the first day, and the meat is thrown into the meat in the evening, and it is boiled until dawn the next day, when the meat is rotten and fragrant, and the juice is thick. ”

Mo Fei pointed to the bowl and said: "This soup is an old soup, at least two days, you feel that the taste is strong when you drink it, but in fact, the umami is no longer there." ”

When the waiter next to him heard Mo Fei's words, he couldn't help but secretly speak, this pot of soup is indeed an old soup, and the boss is reluctant to throw it away, and it has been used for two days.

Ge Liang sighed in his heart, put down the bowl, and followed Mo Fei away.

I ate from 10 o'clock until 12 noon, and I finally tasted it at the restaurants on this floor. Mo Fei only eats one and a half bites of each dish, and his stomach still has a surplus, but Ge Liang is different, if he encounters the right taste, he eats a few more bites, and his stomach is bulging.

"Boss, I can't do it anymore, I need to take a break. Ge Liang sat down in his chair and never wanted to get up again.

"It's not promising!"

Mo Fei left the next sentence and went downstairs by himself. He can't rest, there are only 50 restaurants on one floor, and he has to eat about 100 restaurants to break even.

The cheat daddy's system, with this product, it really can't hurt!

He ate more than a dozen more downstairs, and his stomach gradually bulged and he felt full.

"Eat one more, and make up for the rest of the night!"

Thinking of this, he walked into a shop called Bai Ji Chop Chicken.

The owner of this shop is called Bai Mancang, who is an ancestral white chopping chicken, he has long been staring at Mo Fei in and out of the restaurant on this floor, thinking that this kid is either stealing art or finding fault, so he secretly added a little caution.

"Boss, let's have a white chop chicken. ”

Bai Mancang stared at him, took out a shiny kitchen knife, picked up the knife in his hand, chopped a chicken with a few clicks, stacked it on the plate, and poured a plate of sauce and a plate of minced garlic.

I saw that Mo Fei was not in a hurry to eat, but looked left and right there, and leaned over to smell it, as if he was finding fault.

Bai Mancang sneered on the side, this chicken was carefully selected by him, and there is not even a single fluff on it, it depends on how you find fault. If you want to talk about stealing, with a cooked chicken, there is no door.

Seeing that Mo Fei hadn't moved his chopsticks for a long time, he couldn't help it: "Brother, why don't you eat it?"

Mo Fei raised his head and said lightly: "Oh, my stomach is too full, I'll eat later." ”

After listening to Mo Fei's words, Bai Mancang felt a little uncomfortable, what did he do when he was full of food and ran to me to order, dare you to make trouble and entertain my ancestral craft.

"I don't think my brother is here to eat?" Bai Mancang said with a smile.

Mo Fei smiled, "You're right to say that, the main thing is to try the specialties and gain a long insight." ”

There was nothing wrong with his words, but in the eyes of the sensitive and vigilant Bai Mancang, it was obvious that he was here to touch the porcelain and smash the field.

"Okay!" Bai Mancang sneered: "As long as you find fault with it, brother, I will give this chicken away for nothing." ”

Mo Fei immediately understood that the shopkeeper would be wrong, and he was about to explain, when he saw Ge Liang leaning against the door with a smile and watching the excitement.

"Boss, you just let him see for a long time!"

"Boss?"

Hearing this, Bai Mancang took two steps back and touched the handle of the knife with his left hand.