Mo Qi tasted a mouthful of shredded pears, it was really extraordinary, it melted in the mouth, and in the end, there was not even a little dregs left, which showed its delicacy. Taste the hawthorn cake again, it is not too sour, but there is a kind of sweetness, the taste is full of elasticity, and the color and flavor are good.

"The third white water sheep's head, fresh Inner Mongolia sheep's head is stewed in special white soup for a day and a night, the bones are soft, even the bone marrow is boiled out and integrated into the soup, not to mention the meat. Then it was refrigerated and turned into jelly, which is one of my favorite dishes. ”

Only then did Mo Qi understand why it was obviously called Baishui Sheep's Head, but it was a plate of crystal clear skin jelly, so it was. Pick up a piece, carefully look at the translucent gel wrapped in a trace of minced meat, put it in the mouth full of elasticity, teeth friction in the juice melted, along the mouth flow into the esophagus, there is no trace of mutton smell, sweet aftertaste, mouth fragrant.

"Wonderful!"

Mo Qi is amazing, it is really three hundred and sixty lines, and he is the champion of the line! It is a real pleasure to eat this delicious food, whether it is the color and flavor, the same as magic, the technique, the process, the rhythm, and the final effect, which is seamless and unforgettable.

"Am I right?" Liu Yan was very satisfied with Mo Qi, as happy as the little girl, when he saw that the tea was gone, he shouted Xiao Er, knocked on the side of the teacup hard, and immediately sent boiling water, and the service was extremely thoughtful.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

The sound of gongs and drums sounded in the courtyard, and Mo Qi saw through the window the beginning of the stage program, the first one was a big drum, a seventeen or eighteen little girl came on stage, her voice was sweet and clear, and her singing was correct and round, and she won a round applause.

The two chatted and ate, and the six plates of cold dishes were wiped out, and then Liu Yan ordered hot dishes, such as mutton tofu, casserole hangers, water boiled waist flowers, and shredded pork in Beijing sauce. Especially the sheep hemp tofu, it has nothing to do with tofu at all, but is made from the dregs of squeezed bean juice, and stir-fried with red pepper, which is fragrant and spicy, which makes people addicted to eating, and Mo Qi ate two large bowls of rice in a row.

Liu Yan looked at Mo Qi's feasting appearance, and said with some regret: "I once had a meal with a senior, and he said that this dish was originally fried with mutton fat, and the bean dregs absorbed the smell of mutton fat, and the taste was extremely delicious!" However, because the taste was too strong, many customers could not enjoy it, so they had to switch to vegetable oil, but the taste was still very good. ”

"The casserole stew hanger cuts the cooked pig heart, liver and lungs into large slices, the fat intestines into small sections, and the magnolia slices and mushrooms into small slices. Put the cooked oil in a stir-fry spoon and cook until it is 5 hot, then put the soup and then put the fried tofu in. After the soup is boiled, pour it into a clay pot, simmer for 30 minutes, then pick out the green onion and ginger, sprinkle with green onion, ginger shreds, coriander, and pour sesame oil into it. ”

Mo Qi ate this meal very happily, not only the food was wonderful, the environment was suitable, and even Liu Yan, the accompanying guest, was also very conscientious. The beautiful women are beautiful and delicious, plus an explanation of the food, and some gossip and interesting things in the circle, which makes Mo Qi addicted.

No matter how good the food is, it depends on the environment and people, sitting in the courtyard, listening to the Beijing rhyme drum, eating old snacks, and finally a bowl of bean juice when you are full of wine and food, suddenly refreshed, greasy and exhausted, plus a confidant, smiling and smiling, a great joy in life.

I heard that Mo Qi went to eat shabu mutton yesterday, Liu Yan said with a smile: "In the early years, I wanted to eat shabu mutton and went straight to Donglaishun, the century-old restaurant tasted authentic, but now the level is not as good as before." Later, it was Nengrenju, the chef's knife work was first-class, a sheep could be cooked from head to toe, and each part had its own wonders, which made the gourmets forget to return. ”

"Now the situation is not as good as before, but there are still three points of nails in the rotten ship, and the old store has not fallen for decades, there must be a reason. So in the future, I will give you a suggestion, every time you go to a new place, if you want to eat authentic food, look for the most famous old restaurant, roughly right! ”

Mo Qi nodded in agreement, not that the new store must be bad, but the cooking skills also pay attention to inheritance and secret recipes, and a store can be open for more than 20 years, which has already explained a lot of problems. Especially now, many people pay attention to pomp, environment and service, but they have no requirements for food skills, which is also one of the reasons for the decay of old restaurants.

Only true diners have the demand for excellence in food, which is also the greatest skill to promote the progress of culinary skills. Otherwise, it is very busy now, fast food is popular, eating has become a burden, young people who have the time and mood to eat a meal quietly? Who can enjoy the joy of good food?

However, Liu Yan's words also make sense, there are still three points of nails in the rotten ship, even if Nengrenju and Donglaishun fall again, after all, the foundation is still there, in order to keep the gold signboard, at least he will not use frozen mutton to fool customers, and Xiao Li's so-called food recommendation yesterday is nothing more than that, and it is not worth mentioning compared with Liu Yan, a regular customer who has really eaten.

"That's it, I'll take you to eat again at noon tomorrow, Fumanlou! It is also a time-honored brand, as always, at a high level, so that you know what is called shabu mutton! ”

Mo Qi nodded and agreed, with the leadership of a veteran like Liu Yan, you can eat the most authentic local characteristics at one time, saving money and worry. The two went back to rehearsal together in the afternoon, discussed the idea of the finals, and came to Fumanlou the next day, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw fresh leg of mutton hanging in the window, each of which was the hind leg of the pure sheep of Inner Mongolia Xisu, which was killed and sold.

Liu Yan deliberately chose the best part, an eighty-pound sheep, and only four catties and eight taels can be shabu-shabu! The meat is so tender that it doesn't hurt to leave it for a long time.

The leg of lamb is all lean meat, and the chef is specially asked to serve a plate of full fat, and the two plates are mixed together to be half fat and half lean, which is fragrant and elastic in the mouth, so that Mo Qi can truly appreciate the charm of mutton shabu.

I suddenly remembered the famous words of a gourmet: The highest level of eating meat is sheep!

Three days passed quickly, and Mo Qi finally ate the most authentic Beijing food under the leadership of Liu Yan, whether it was mutton shabu or snacks. Wait for the game to take Xiao Li to taste it, let him know what is called authentic!

"Come, Mochi, sit!"

Tomorrow is the finals, Mo Qi suddenly received a call from Song Xintao, and made an appointment to meet in the teahouse, as soon as he entered the private room, it was not only Song Xintao, but also the ghost hand Wang Baohe.

"Elder Wang, you really did me a great favor this time!"

Song Xintao's face was full of red light, and he hurriedly gave Wang Baohe a cup of tea first, and said excitedly: "Mo Qi is really a baby!" Fortunately, I listened to your guidance at the beginning, otherwise I will regret missing this genius for the rest of my life! ”

Wang Baohe took Song Xintao's tea with a smile, took a sip, looked at Mo Qi, who was becoming more and more calm, and said with a smile: "Don't be too polite, old man, I'm just telling the truth, if it weren't for your support, there would be no Mo Qi today, I heard that tomorrow is the final, are you ready, boy?" ”

Mo Qi stood up, and also helped the old man fill up the tea, he was very respectful of the ghost hand, the two of them could be described as meeting in Pingshui, and he also won the old man once, brushing a large wave of prestige, people are broad-minded, and take the initiative to recommend themselves to participate in the magic star shine, otherwise there would be no today.

"Don't worry, old man, I won't embarrass you!"

Wang Baohe looked at Mo Qi appreciatively, in fact, he had already heard a lot of inside stories of the game, and Mo Qi often went to see him, and he really liked this junior. Not only is the level surprisingly high, but the character is also good, it is rare to be simple-minded, and he is single-minded about magic, so that the old man can see the hope of rising in the future.

Sometimes the role of a master in promoting the progress and prosperity of the entire industry is incomparable, the simplest is cross talk, which has been declining for more than ten years and no one cares, and many people are forced to change careers to survive. But because of a Master Guo, he forcibly brought cross talk back to the audience's attention, and it has become a hot industry on TV, which is the best proof of personal charm! [.]