Chapter 600: Vegetable Rice (Part II)
"Boss, can you get me another one?" The young man took less than ten minutes to finish off a large pot of bimbap.
"Yes. Liu Mang nodded and returned to the back kitchen. I made a lot of my own buns, and I just need to steam them again.
"Boss, do you have anything special in this bimbap, why does it taste so good?" When the cabbage was brought to the table, the young man ate two in a row before asking.
"No, it's all very ordinary ingredients. Maybe you're too hungry. ”
"It's not. The young man shook his head, his expression a little melancholy: "It's really sad to be able to eat such a meal on the last day of leaving the city." ”
"What's the matter, are you going back to your hometown?
"No, I'm not coming back. This city is not for me at all. ”
"Why?"
"It's so hard. The young man swallowed the vegetable bag in his mouth: "It's been half a year since I came here, but I can't even find a decent job." ”
"Then why did you come to this city? Did you go to school here?"
"No, my ex-girlfriend works here, so I came along. The young man lowered his head and covered his face with his hands: "However, we broke up anyway." ”
Liu Mang didn't know how to comfort the young man in front of him, so he could only take his cup and pour hot tea again.
"Do you like this city?" asked Liu Mang, after waiting for a while.
"Loved it. The young man thought for a moment and replied.
"Is it because of your girlfriend?"
"It's not. The young man shook his head affirmatively: "Although I have only been here for half a year, I really like this city." It's not as desolate as my hometown, the streets are clean, the climate is good, and it's lively everywhere. It's not like my hometown, when it's seven or eight o'clock in the evening, you can't see a single figure......"
The young man talked about his impression of Fengcheng, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "When I came to this city, I thought, one day, I can settle down here with her, how great it would be......"
"Then stay. Fengcheng is a really good place, very suitable for life. ”
"Stay?" The young man was stunned for a moment: "However, I don't even know what I can do, and sometimes I feel that I don't belong here at all, and for my girlfriend, I am just the ...... left."
"Huh......" Liu Mang was silent for a moment and said, "Before you walked into this shop, I didn't think about what to do at all, because I only saw my mother make omelet rice. And the reason why this dish is made is because there is just a leftover meal from noon in the refrigerator. ”
"Boss......" The young man was a little strange, and he didn't know why Liu Mang was saying this to himself.
"In fact, even what is left can play its role as long as it is used in the right way, because everything has its value, and there is no leftover. Speaking of this, Liu Mang squeezed his eyes at the young man: "My cabbage is delicious, isn't it?"
"Everything has a value for its existence?" muttered the young man.
After waiting for a while, he picked up the last vegetable bag on the plate and put it in his mouth, took out two banknotes from his pocket and put them at the bar: "Boss, I'm going to catch the car." ”
"Well, goodbye. Liu Mang sighed and received the plates from the bar to the sink and prepared to be cleaned.
The young man dragged the suitcase and hurried forward by the dim street lamp at the entrance of the alley.
Along the way, he looked at the blurred lights of the city and the men and women bustling by on the street, and suddenly became sad. The young man took out a ticket from his pocket: "Maybe the boss is right, everything has value in existence, and I am definitely not the ...... who is left"
At the same time, in a five-star hotel suite in Fengcheng, Lu Tianming was tapping on the keyboard quickly.
"I went to that shop again today, the boss's craftsmanship is still incomparable, and the 'Lao Mussel Huaizhu' he made is like the highest level of Chinese cooking......"
"2394, isn't 'Lao Beng Huaizhu' a very difficult kung fu dish, and the owner of that store can also make it?" After the manuscript was uploaded to the Michelin-specific forum, a 1103 IP immediately replied.
"Well, I've asked the boss, not only 'Lao Beng Huaizhu', but also 'Jiangnan Baihua Chicken', 'Hengshang Duck Foot Tie', 'Money Shrimp Box' and other kung fu dishes that are about to be lost, he will do it. ”
"Really? I've already been to that restaurant, and I was very satisfied with that dish last time, so I'll go back tomorrow, and if it's really the same as you said, then I'll apply to the headquarters and give this restaurant a Michelin title." ”
"I feel the same way, I will also apply to the headquarters. Lu Tianming finished typing this line on the keyboard and touched his chin.
"It's delicious, but I'm going back to Kyoto tomorrow, otherwise I'd have to go again." ”
At six o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, Lu Heling, codenamed 2394 on the Michelin forum, arrived at Liu Mang's shop on time.
"Welcome. Liu Mang, who was cleaning up a fish in the back kitchen, raised his head.
"Boss, what's the menu today?" Lu Heling asked, sitting down on a chair in front of the bar.
"Well, there's the crucian carp. Liu Mang pointed to the sign on the wall and replied.
"Huoxiang crucian carp is a good dish, but I've been eating too much fish lately, and I'm a little tired, can I order it alone?" asked Lu Heling.
"Yes, as long as the ingredients used in the dishes are not particularly rare, I can make them. ”
"Okay, I want to eat 'money chicken', boss, will you do it?" Lu Heling thought for a moment and asked.
"'Money Chicken'? Shunde's 'Money Chicken'?" the name of the dish came out, Liu Mang was stunned for a moment, and then confirmed.
"That's right, it's the 'money chicken' from Shunde, the hometown of chefs. ”
"I'll do it, but it's taking a bit of time, so I'm afraid you'll have to wait. ”
"No problem! Good food always has to wait. Lu Heling laughed.
"This woman is not simple. Liu Mang put the fish on the chopping board aside and frowned.
'Money Chicken' is a famous dish from Shunde, and it is also a kung fu dish, called "chicken", which is actually pork, and gets the name of "chicken" because it is tender and smooth like a chicken.
The so-called "money" refers to its main ingredient fat pork, lean pork, pig liver are changed into round slices, after marinating thoroughly, the bamboo between the plum blossoms with a long iron needle runs through, coated with honey, the head and tail are clamped and fixed with tougher pig skin, roasted in the furnace until burnt, and the iron needle is pulled out before eating, because there is a hole left in the center of the baking sheet, which resembles a copper coin, so it is called "money chicken".
Although the ingredients of this dish are ordinary, the production is complex and the process is cumbersome, and in recent years, few chefs can cook it, and it is on the verge of being lost.