Chapter 291: Cantonese Cuisine (I)
Wubai Xiaobai booked a single standard room in the five-star Jiayue Hotel in Guangyue City, 199 yuan a day.
According to his current travel budget of 500 yuan a day, it is completely enough to live in a room of this grade.
When I took a taxi to Jiayue Hotel, Bai Xiaobai checked in at the counter first, and then went to the standard room to pack my luggage.
At the same time.
Little white restaurant.
At this moment, it is lunchtime, the roller shutter of Xiaobai Restaurant is closed, and the door is not as good as in the past, and there are basically no people.
All the old customers have basically learned the information that Bai Xiaobai has been closed for five days from the WeChat public account.
However, there is a person standing in front of the store, which is more special.
It was an old woman with pale hair and rather noble clothes, and she had been standing at the door of the little white restaurant for three or four minutes.
She looked at the sign of Xiaobai Restaurant again, as if she was a little preoccupied.
Lan Weihao had just gotten off work, and he was going to have lunch on Chaotianmen Street as usual.
I happened to pass by the Xiaobai Restaurant, and I saw that the old woman kept looking at the Xiaobai Restaurant, as if there was something urgent.
Lan Weihao thought that he was a regular customer of Xiaobai Restaurant, and he had not yet learned the news of the closure, so he waited for it.
So he kindly stepped forward and asked, "Do you have something to do with the owner of this shop?" He was closed for five days and didn't come back until the sixth. ”
When the old woman heard Lan Weihao say this, she asked, "Young man, do you have the phone number of the owner of this shop?"
When Lan Weihao heard this, he thought to himself: Could it be that this person is some relative of Boss Bai?
It's not quite right, if it's a relative, it's impossible not to have a white boss mobile phone number.
Although I always feel that the old lady in front of me is a little weird, but the phone call to Boss Bai should be nothing, after all, this old man is so old, it is basically impossible to engage in phone fraud and the like.
After Lan Weihao secretly thought in his heart, he wanted to take out a pen and paper to write the number for the old woman.
At this time, the old woman took out a fashionable and latest fruit smartphone in her hand and said, "Young man, you can report the number, I can use my mobile phone to write it down, thank you." ”
Lan Weihao was a little dumbfounded, took out his mobile phone, opened the mobile phone address book, and reported Bai Xiaobai's number.
The old woman wrote down her mobile phone number, thanked her again, and left.
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After Bai Xiaobai sorted his luggage at the hotel, he did not go to the hotel restaurant to eat.
The dishes in the hotel are very expensive to order casually, and you can't eat enough.
Bai Xiaobai got out of the hotel and took the bus to the nearest street alley nearby to taste the local food.
Because the travel funds are quite sufficient, Bai Xiaobai is not as tight as the last time in Shudu.
For his first meal after landing in Guangyue City, he chose to eat one of the most prestigious local delicacies - Zhusheng noodles.
Zhusheng noodles were popular as traditional noodles in Guangzhou and Guangdong as early as the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.
In the fifties and sixties of the last century, being able to eat a bowl of bamboo noodles was once a kind of food for Cantonese people.
Since the late fifties of the last century, after the mechanization of the noodle process, Zhusheng noodles have almost disappeared.
However, in the streets and alleys of Guangyue City, they can still be found today.
For example, the small shop that Bai Xiaobai chose is called Lailai Xuan Zhusheng Noodles.
The bamboo noodles made in the shop are all hand-pressed.
A middle-aged male master, after kneading the dough, put the dough on the cutting board, and then sat on the end of the bamboo pole, kicking with his feet, and the bamboo pole crushed the dough.
After Bai Xiaobai entered the store, he happened to see this scene.
The middle-aged proprietress saw Bai Xiaobai enter the store, and greeted warmly, "Pretty boy, how are you eating?"
In the local small streets and alleys of Guangyue City, after basically opening their mouths to meet strangers, they all communicate in the vernacular, which is a local habit.
Bai Xiaobai didn't understand Cantonese vernacular very well, but he could probably hear this sentence, and he should be asking what to eat.
The store was very full, Bai Xiaobai found an empty seat, sat down and looked at the menu on the table.
The main feature of Lailaiken's signature is Zhusheng noodles.
It is divided into large and small portions, and the price difference is only three yuan.
In addition, the shop also offers a variety of old hot soups.
There are many varieties, such as Ejiao red dates and black chicken soup, yam and poria cocos pigeon soup, Yuzhu lily quail soup, Cordyceps bamboo silk chicken soup、......
Some of them have never even heard of it before, but in short, they are dazzled by Bai Xiaobai.
Bai Xiaobai really didn't know what to order, so he had to ask for a recommendation, "Hello, do you have any recommendations for the stew pot?"
The proprietress heard Bai Xiaobai speak Chinese, so she also replied in Chinese: "Handsome guy, now in this season, I recommend winter melon lotus leaf stewed duck, or apple lean meat black date soup, both of which are very moist and dry, and it is especially good to drink now." ”
Bai Xiaobai looked at the prices separately.
Stewed duck with winter melon and lotus leaves is 36 yuan a piece, and apple lean meat and black date soup are 32 yuan a piece.
This price is almost twice as expensive as the general stew pot in Jianghai City.
However, you get what you pay for, and it must be expensive to make sense, and to use fresh and good ingredients, the cost price itself is high.
What's more, it's 498 yuan compared to the 498 yuan of winter melon toast stewed pork ribs in my store, which is not much cheaper.
After thinking about it slightly, Bai Xiaobai finally ordered the former stewed duck with winter melon and lotus leaves, and then ordered a small portion of the signature Zhusheng noodles.
"Okay, wait a minute. After Bai Xiaobai finished ordering, the proprietress explained the son in the kitchen and the customer's order in the vernacular.
Bai Xiaobai didn't wait too long and played a handful of protective radish 2.
Soon, the old fire soup was served first.
Stewed duck with winter melon and lotus leaves in a delicate clay pot.
The old soup is clear, with a little oil flower floating slightly, and the faint wheat-colored duck meat is extremely attractive, and the winter melon and lotus leaves are embellished among them, echoing with the duck meat, which is very pleasing to the eye.
A burst of fragrant breath drilled straight into the tip of Bai Xiaobai's nose.
Bai Xiaobai took a sip of the stew.
Although it is not as good as the stewed pork ribs in the winter melon toast in the store, it also has a unique aroma and taste.
The entrance of the soup is full of richness, mellow and rich, although it is duck soup, but there is no duck smell at all.
Although lotus leaves are added, there is no trace of bitterness.
The soup is mellow and long, moisturizing the throat, the duck meat is soft and rotten and does not stick to the teeth, the more you chew, the more fragrant the teeth and cheeks, and the winter melon is smooth and delicious, melts in the mouth, and constantly tickles the taste buds.
This soup is really stewed, and Bai Xiaobai's tongue is still quite sensitive.
After a few sips, he concluded that there were no big spices in the soup, no wine, not even monosodium glutamate.
Only one or two slices of ginger are used to remove the fishy smell of duck, and the emphasis is on authenticity and authenticity.
It is said that Cantonese cuisine is divided into drinking culture and food culture.
Among them, the two major symbols of drinking culture are Cantonese herbal tea and Cantonese old fire soup.
As soon as Bai Xiaobai drank this beautiful soup now, he finally understood a sentence.
It is said that the soup of Cantonese people is not only varied, but also has excellent taste.
Drinking the soup one bite after another, Bai Xiaobai couldn't stop at all.
He's really stress-free about good food.
By the time the bamboo noodles were served, he had already drunk more than half of the pot of duck soup stewed with winter melon and lotus leaves.