"That's it?"

Seeing He Donglin complete the legendary 'eggplant', the judges below walked up to the stage with an expectant face. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Isn't it wrong?" As soon as they walked onto the stage and saw the 'eggplant' on the table, the judges all showed puzzled expressions.

This dish, which made countless diners drool in "Dream of Red Mansions", is now served in a container carved from pumpkin.

All kinds of accessories are cut into small cubes, which are perfectly wrapped in a layer of golden and transparent sauce, and bursts of strong fragrance come to the nose, making people can't help but twitch the wings of their noses.

It's just? This is not the same as imagined? What about eggplant? Why are there only excipients? You can't see eggplant?

"Mr. He, are you not mistaken? According to the record in "Dream of Red Mansions", this 'eggplant' should be pickled and dried vegetables, but the color is not so beautiful, right?" Tan Shi couldn't help but ask out loud.

That's right, this dish is very attractive in terms of color and aroma. If you only have a cursory view of "Dream of Red Mansions", you will definitely think that this is the real "eggplant".

But in the eyes of Tan Shi, who is proficient in cooking, if the eggplant is made according to the method recorded in the book, it will not be able to make this color anyway.

It should be the same color as pickles, brown or black.

"That's right! It's not the right color of this dish! It's okay to fool ordinary people, but in the eyes of us connoisseurs, it's a little too ridiculous. Han Shaobai also questioned.

"Yes, yes......" The other judges around him chimed in.

"Oh, Chef Han, have you ever seen the real 'eggplant'?" He Donglin was not in a hurry at all, he asked with a smile.

"This ......!" Han Shaobai stood up.

He had copied this dish before, but it didn't work out, because according to the method described in the book, the eggplants were so muddy that they couldn't be eaten at all.

"I haven't really seen it, but this dish is called 'eggplant', so I guess there should be eggplant. Mr. He: Where are the eggplants in your dish?"

Han Shaobai picked up a spoon and flipped through the dishes on the table, but found no trace of eggplant in it.

"Please try it and you will find out where my eggplant is. He Donglin said with a confident face.

"Really?" Han Shaobai half-convinced and scooped a spoonful with a spoon, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently.

The entrance is fresh first, which is the taste of the chicken soup completely infiltrating the diced mushrooms, spring bamboo shoots, and spiced dried seeds.

Then there is the fragrant, dried fruits such as peanuts, walnuts, cashews, and almonds, which are fried in chicken fat and are extremely crispy.

Finally, it is tender, which is the effect of the chicken breast being smashed in advance and then marinated with egg whites.

"It's delicious! But I didn't find any ...... in it."

Han Shaobai was halfway through his words, and immediately closed his mouth tightly, revealing an intoxicated expression.

"Brother Shaobai, Brother Shaobai?" Seeing that Han Shaobai was silent after eating a spoonful of 'eggplant', Tan Shi couldn't help but pull him.

"Good!good!good!good!

"Brother Tan Shi, hurry up and try it! This 'eggplant' really has a way!" Han Shaobai couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

Tan Shi Yiyan also scooped a spoonful into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and his eyes widened.

The various excipients are broken under the action of the teeth, and they are mixed in the mouth into an indescribable fragrance, and the more you chew, the more you taste.

What's even more special is that when Tan Shi reluctantly swallowed the ingredients in his mouth, a strange eggplant aroma immediately burst out from the root of his tongue.

The aroma is so strong that it immediately overshadows the taste of the excipients that have remained in the mouth, like just picking a fresh eggplant and then taking a hard bite.

"You... How did you do that?" Tan Shi looked incredulous.

"Don't worry! When the other judges have tasted it, I will naturally reveal the mystery. He Donglin was very satisfied with Tan Shi's expression and said with a smile.

"It's delicious! The flavor of eggplant completely penetrates into the adjuncts, and it is not eggplant, but it has the flavor of eggplant!"

"That's right! That's really good! Is this what 'eggplant' is?"

"Even if it's not, it's amazing to be able to make a dish like this!"

The other judges, after tasting He Donglin's 'eggplant', were full of praise.

"Boss, it's not good! those judges seem to be very satisfied with He Donglin's dishes!" said Wuyan with some anxiety.

"Don't worry, it's normal! What I'm going to do is make my dishes better than his!" Liu Mang lifted the lid of the pot, poured the potatoes in the pot, and replied calmly.

"Mr. He, can you unravel the mystery? I tried to make this dish before, but it didn't work out, because once it went through most of the processes, the eggplant completely lost its original taste, let alone melted into the dish. Han Shaobai asked.

"Actually, it's very easy to say!" He Donglin beckoned, and his assistant immediately ran over with the jar of shredded eggplant.

"Look, everyone! This is the shredded eggplant I pickled!" He Donglin picked up a long-handled spoon and scooped it out of the jar.

The judges stepped forward to take a look and found that the eggplant shredded by He Donglin was golden like a ripe persimmon.

"Why is this color?, what did you put in?" Han Shaobai asked suspiciously.

"When I used to make it, after steaming it with chicken fat for a long time, the eggplants were rotten and became a black ball."

"Do you remember?" Sister Feng in "Dream of Red Mansions", what was the first sentence when introducing this dish?" He Donglin said with a smile.

"The first sentence?" Han Shaobai squinted his eyes and thought about it: "The first sentence is--it's not difficult, you take the eggplant that just came down and put the skin on the skewer, as long as the meat is cleaned, cut into shredded nails......"

"The eggplant that just came down?!" Speaking of this, Han Shaobai slapped his thigh fiercely: "Why didn't I expect it!"

"Brother Shaobai, what did you think of?" Tan Shi hurriedly asked.

"The eggplant he uses is not the purple eggplant we usually eat!

"That's right! In the original book, the word 'just down' contains two meanings, one refers to freshly picked eggplants, and the other means to refer to unripe eggplants! I also thought about it for a long time before I figured it out!"

"So what's the difference, Master Han?" one of the judges couldn't help but ask.

"The difference is great! The eggplant that has been ripe has a much lighter aroma, and after several processes, it will lose its original taste! Moreover, the flesh of the ripe eggplant is spongy, and it absorbs oil very much, and after soaking it in chicken fat several times, it will immediately become a black ball, while the eggplant that is not ripe does not have this problem! The chicken fat will wrap the eggplant and lock the flavor in its flesh!"

"I see!"

Everyone suddenly realized that the biggest key to this 'eggplant' that has stumped countless celebrity chefs since the day "Dream of Red Mansions" was written is actually the old and tender eggplant! )