Chapter 107: It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival
There is a difference in taste, and it is an absolute difference. This is by no means an overnight meal. What exactly is this?
Masayoshi Son is the most successful plagiarist, but what is the difference?
At this time, Li Qingming took out a small bowl from the food box on the side. The small bowl is transparent, and you can see from the outside that it contains something white, red, or something like that.
What is it?
Everyone looked puzzled.
At this time, Li Qingming opened the lid of the box.
A breeze blew, and the three Michelin connoisseurs, as well as Son Masayoshi and others, instinctively twitched their noses, and then sniffed vigorously, they smelled a smell that was extremely appetizing, sour, but not the kind of sourness that made people grin, but a little sweetness in the sourness.
What is this?
The crowd couldn't help but lean closer, and they were surprised at this look.
"It's Chinese cabbage!" said the Michelin jury leader, pointing to one of the large patches.
"This should be an onion!" said another.
"And this one seems to be a turnip?" said the third man.
Son Zhengyi stared at this bowl of sour things, revealing an incredible look. Just a small bowl of food completely changed the taste of 'Golden Fried Rice'?
"Some, try it. Li Qingming said with a smile.
The three Michelin juries sandwiched a piece and put it in their mouths, and when they put it in, they felt that the entire stomach began to peristalsis crazily, and the ** in the entire mouth began to secrete wildly, which was simply an indescribable taste.
I don't know, the three Michelin connoisseurs don't know how delicious it is, but they know it, they are desperate to eat at the moment, very, very desperate to have a bowl of rice in front of them.
It's so delicious!
They finally knew why the bowl of 'Golden Fried Rice' was so delicious just now, and it was because they put this thing in it, so they ate it so deliciously.
This is a dish that changes the diet of the Federation! They finally understood why Li Qingming wanted to tell everyone the secret. This young man is not simple!
"Master, I have been completely conquered by you! It turns out that the gap between me and you is as huge as the sun and the moon. Even if I used to be proud of the 'oil control technique', in front of these dishes invented by you, master, it is not worth mentioning! Worship you as a teacher, although I was forced at that time, it was a selfish choice of mine, but at this moment, master, I am really convinced. I am willing to sincerely learn from you all my life! and I am willing to serve you forever!"
Li Qingming's brows furrowed slightly. What is this called? This is what it is called: Kneel down and sing about conquest.
"Masayoshi Son, get up. Remember, in my door, the talk of fanciful is nothing more than a sycophant. It's really up to you what you do!" Li Qingming warned.
"Thank you Master for your teachings!" Sun Zhengyi kowtowed three times.
The three Michelin connoisseurs on the side nodded in praise. If the two of them can really be virtuous and filial in the future, it will be a good story, and they will also be honored as witnesses.
Of course, the attention is still on this dish at the moment.
"Master Li, allow me to address you like that. I think it won't be long before you will be awarded the title of International Master by our Michelin. The leader of the Michelin jury respectfully said, "What kind of dish is this?"
"This is a dish I developed specifically for eating, I named it kimchi, which is crispy and delicious, with a slight sour taste, just right for rice. The previous 'Golden Fried Rice' had this kimchi in it. Therefore, it makes up for the defect of the original lack of taste of 'Golden Fried Rice'. Li Qingming said.
With Li Qingming's introduction, the sound of people muttering to themselves sounded all around.
The word kimchi, they heard of it for the first time, but for some reason, as soon as they said the name, they felt sour in their mouths, and their saliva increased, and their stomachs began to cry and want to eat.
"Master Li, thank you for inventing another new dish for the Federation!" the three connoisseurs bowed in thanks.
As objective connoisseurs, they are in awe of any chef who invents a new dish.
Although this delicacy does not seem to change the fate of human beings, it cannot make human society more advanced. But food can bring endless happiness and satisfaction to human beings. It is the nature of life to eat, drink, play and have fun.
And eating, again, comes first. This is the nature of life. But the diet of the Federation is too monotonous these days. There is a lack of ingredients, but at the same time, there is also a lack of cooking skills. Legend has it that before the cataclysm, it was a glittering world with a food culture. Unfortunately, I don't know how it prevailed. They Michelin only knew a few words, and everything disappeared in that cataclysm.
Now, after all these years, someone has finally invented a new dish, which is a blessing for the whole Federation.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this kimchi is my exclusive secret recipe research, but this is a matter of making people rich, so although I have an exclusive monopoly, the price is extremely cheap. Such a bowl, full of bowls, costs 1 federal coin! Of course, at present, because of the need to research the best taste, it will not be sold to the public for the time being. If you are interested and willing to book, you can add my Weibo account!" Li Qingming said loudly, "As for the Weibo account, it is: it rains a lot during the Qingming Festival." You can add me by searching directly!, so that if there are any new changes, I will notify you immediately!"
Everyone around immediately began to add WeChat. Not only around, but also in front of the TV, there are countless people who pick up their mobile phones and type in this poetic sentence: It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival.
Although the number of words is a little more, this sentence is catchy and exceptionally easy to remember.
Soon, Li Qingming's mobile phone began to vibrate continuously.
"Sister, you see, my master is clever! Haha, it's so interesting, my master is so smart! Although he told everyone the secret, there was such a money-making business opportunity hidden in it. Hehe, this time, the whole Jiangcheng should be his fans!" Qin Heqin clapped his hands and shouted happily, his face elated.
Qin Heluo frowned.
"Is the 'Golden Fried Rice' really that delicious?" Qin Heluo asked.
Qin Heqin grinned.
"Of course, it's a pity that sister, you haven't eaten it! I'll just say you're too proud, now it's okay, the future first chef of the Federation will be offended by you like this!" Qin Heqin cheered, raising his hands high, as happy as if he was celebrating the New Year.
"You are the second lady of the Heluo Consortium!" Qin Heluo gritted his teeth.
"But he's my master!" Qin Heqin grinned, "My little apprentice, I can always touch the master's light!"
Qin Heluo frowned.