Chapter 308: The Taste of the Old Capital
Xiao Li picked up a mouthful of the beauty in his heart, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and said with a look of enjoyment: "I have loved to eat since I was a child, and the biggest pursuit in life is to travel all over the world and eat all kinds of food!" ”
"What do you call gluttony?" He said with a straight face: "There are two realms of foodie, the first is a gourmet, which is a profession that can make money with tongue and experience. The second is gluttony, eating is purely a hobby, the first thing to do when you go to a place is to inquire about special foods and restaurants, and then eat again, whether it is delicious or not is secondary, and the feeling of experiencing new food is the most important! ”
Mo Qi saw Xiao Li rarely take it seriously, it seems that no matter who it is, it has its own dreams. In addition to magic, I also yearn for food Moqi, and I will have the opportunity to travel all over the world and eat enough!
Everyone chatted while eating, and after a while, the mutton was on the table, Director Wang picked up a piece, sniffed it and frowned: "Now 95% of the brushed mutton is frozen, and then cut into rolls with a machine, not to mention the dry taste, there is also a smell of hair!" ”
"More than ten years ago, I came to the Beijing restaurant to eat shabu mutton, and that was the real delicacy. The sheep are shipped on the same day, now killed and sold, the master's knife work is first-class, the mutton is cut directly with a knife, the brush is one centimeter thick, and a large plate is on the table. Copy it into the hot water and cook it, it melts in your mouth, and what you eat is that faint breath! ”
Tang Xiaoya asked curiously: "Such thick lamb slices?" Don't need a little tahini? ”
"Hehe, you're a layman, aren't you?" Xiao Li quipped: "The real fresh ingredient is that umami!" For example, the top Wagyu beef is made into a steak, at most medium-rare, and then only sprinkled with coarse salt or black pepper on top, that bite, obediently, just think about it! ”
Mo Qi also picked up a piece of mutton, slid it a few times, shook his head, sure enough, there was no taste, after a long time of freezing, not to mention the smell, even the meat tasted!
Xiao Li didn't give up, called the waiter and asked, "You only have this kind of mutton here?" Nothing fresher? ”
"Yes, there is, but the price is more expensive, they are all regular customers a la carte, if you need it, you can cut a plate and try it."
Everyone looks at each other, do you still need to customize a mutton shabu? Hurry up and try a plate first, it's delicious before you ask for it. After a while, another plate of mutton was served, it looked obviously different, the meat was fresh and tender, the texture was soft and smooth, Director Wang picked up a piece and sniffed it, nodded and said: "Well, this look is a slice of fresh mutton, you see, the thickness is almost one centimeter, all processed by hand, it looks like it should be the hind leg of the lamb, right?" ”
The waiter on the side smiled: "You are really a connoisseur, this is the lamb leg meat that has just been delivered, there is absolutely no frozen treatment, our store is limited to 100 catties per day, and only regular customers ask the chef to cut it." ”
Director Wang nodded, asked the waiter to go down, picked up the plate and shook it, pointed to the blood and water at the bottom of the plate: "When I ate mutton, a chef said that the earliest Donglai Shun kitchen has a standard, after eating mutton, the blood and water on the plate just spread the bottom of the plate, not high or low, that is qualified!" ”
When Xiao Li heard this, his eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Okay, old king, you are also a fellow believer!" ”
Director Wang shook his head and said: "No, no, I just heard a master say by chance, after all, I am decades older than you, and it is normal to eat a few more bites." ”
Tang Xiaoya patted Xiao Li on the shoulder and said, "Did you kid see it?" That's what it's hidden! Keep a low profile in the future, how many bowls of rice have you ever eaten? Pretend to be a foodie right here! ”
"I ......" Xiao Li was immediately deflated when he heard it, saying that he really hadn't eaten anything really good, he just listened to other people's recommendations on the Internet, and it was okay to brag about it, but when he met an insider, he would reveal his stuffing in a few words.
"Well, this lamb is not bad!"
Director Wang picked up a piece, put it directly into his mouth, and nodded: "The meat is tender, although it doesn't melt in the mouth, but it also leaves a fragrant taste." When you taste a product, does it have a faint smell of mutton? ”
Mo Qi tasted it, and it really meant a little bit, but it was a pity that it was the hind leg of the sheep, the meat was too thin, there was no fat, and the taste was a lot worse. But it's better than nothing, and everyone ordered a few more plates, which was also enjoyable.
The group was full of wine and food while walking and chatting, they were busy with the game for more than a month, and they had not even visited the capital, walking on Chang'an Street, the lights were bright, the traffic was busy, and it was rare to have a leisure time.
After today, Mo Qi is full of expectations for Liu Yan's invitation tomorrow, after all, he has settled in the capital, and he must have eaten a lot of special delicacies in his usual life, and Xiao Li's mouth style is not at the same level, maybe there will be a surprise tomorrow.
"Tangenyuan Restaurant?"
At noon the next day, Mo Qi received a call from Liu Yan, made an appointment to meet at the address, and came to see that it was a courtyard house, and the plaque said that the altar root courtyard really had a bit of the taste of the old capital.
Liu Yan had already booked a private room, and Mo Qi had just entered the door with her front foot and her back foot, so she hurriedly walked into the private room, took off her sunglasses and said, "Like this?" It looks okay here, right? ”
"There are four altars in the capital, the Temple of Heaven, the Temple of Earth, the Temple of the Sun, the Temple of the Moon, the root courtyard of this altar is next to the Temple of Earth, the antique courtyard, there will be a small stage and a performance, Peking Opera, storytelling, Beijing rhyme drums, are all authentic and authentic, you can see from the window of the private room. Fortunately, I am friends with the boss, otherwise the private room will be booked at least half a month in advance. ”
After speaking, she waved her hand to call the waiter, and said loudly: "Xiao Er, serve tea!" ”
"You're here!"
The shopkeeper ran in quickly, respectfully held the eight-treasure tea in a covered bowl, and then stood with his hands tied, waiting for the customer to order.
Liu Yan is really a regular customer, and glanced at the menu and said: "It's still the same as the old six, mustard dun'er, Beijing cake and pear shreds, white water sheep's head, fried slag, toon beans, and finally a cucumber!" ”
"Okay, wait a minute!"
The shopkeeper turned around and left, and after a while, he served six plates of side dishes, which were colorful and made people appetite.
"How about a taste?" Liu Yan handed Mo Qi chopsticks and smiled: "It's still early, is it too early to steal half a day's leisure, let's enjoy it too." Chat while eating, listen to small songs and drums, and talk about hot dishes later. ”
As the guest goes, Mo Qi nodded, and first picked up a piece of cabbage, the white jade-like leaves have a layer of pale green luster, lush, very eye-catching.
"Beware of spicy!" Liu Yan looked at Mo Qi and picked up a large chopstick, and reminded: "This cabbage is made of hot water scalding, and then pickled in special yellow mustard. ”
"Cool!"
Mo Qi took a small sip and put it in his mouth, and a stream of mustard rushed straight to the bridge of his nose, instantly refreshing and refreshing. The cabbage is crisp and sweet, and when the mustard fades, the refreshing taste is addictive.
"Delicious, right?" Liu Yan looked at Mo Qi's satisfied expression, and said proudly: "I can also eat all over the capital, and this old courtyard still tastes authentic!" Speaking of authentic snacks, it's worth coming here to try this! ”
She pointed to a plate of red and glamorous pastries and said: "Beijing cake pear shreds, the so-called Beijing cakes are old snacks, secret hawthorn cake slices, with refreshing big duck pear shreds, sour and sweet, a bite makes you unforgettable." ”
"I heard that the boss said that this pear is not an ordinary product, specially purchased from Shandong, and I can't wait to get out of the water with a pinch of my hand! Mr. Liu Baorui, the first person in Jingyun drums, usually likes to eat this kind of pear. Even before going to bed, I took a piece in my mouth, and when I woke up in the morning, I spit it out and it looked black, which was to suck out the lung fire! So the voice of a seventy-year-old is as sweet as a little girl! ”[.]