"You understand the problem with your abalone mullet egg soup now, right?"

The old father was silent for a moment, and then nodded heavily: "I went in the wrong direction from the beginning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Chang Zhaowen smiled at him encouragingly and motioned for him to continue.

"I'm so confident in my ingredients, and the process is very complicated, but I don't discount the slightest, and the dried abalone and dried mullet eggs after the finished product are superb. ”

"And although I don't have your ability to distinguish a spirit fish at a glance, diligence can make up for it, and more importantly, I'm not afraid to spend time. I have tasted each dry product one by one, and I dare not say that it is one in a million, at least one in a hundred. Whether it is dried abalone or dried mullet eggs, basically you can find one spirit fish in every hundred. Nothing can surpass its deliciousness. But I'm too greedy......"

The old father smiled bitterly at the purple sand soup can that he regarded as a treasure, and there was no shadow of the smug expression before, but more annoyance: "You're right, it's my cooking skills that are too poor, my taste is too low, and I'm blind to these good ingredients......"

Many people feel that the more excellent ingredients are added in the cooking process, the more delicious the taste will naturally be. But this is a bit too taken for granted, and the old daddy made this mistake.

One of the wonderful properties of the seafood is that the more suppressed it is, the stronger the flavor will be, and the umami contained in dried abalone and dried mullet eggs is incomparable, and any one of these two ingredients can make people's jaws drop even if they are just stewed in water.

It's a pity that the old daddy is a little too greedy, there is no problem with the cooking of abalone juice, the dried abalone and pheasant, wild duck, pig's trotters, good meat skin, keel, ham stewed together, and then used chicken to absorb impurities, his can of abalone juice is stronger than any kind Chang Zhaowen has ever seen, only need to take a few drops, even if it is added to the ordinary vegetables such as greens and radish, it can play a magical role in turning decay into magic.

But the problem is that the old daddy's handwriting is too heroic, he actually took a whole can of abalone juice to make the base soup, and added dried mullet eggs with special umami to stew together.

It's like adding a little bit of chicken essence to a bowl of clear soup is enough to bring out the umami, but if you directly serve a whole bowl of chicken essence and let others eat it directly as rice, who would dare to eat it? It would be strange if this didn't make people greasy and spoiled! So Chang Zhaowen didn't even plan to taste it, he dared to guarantee that as long as he drank a sip of old Daddy's abalone mullet egg soup, his tongue would not taste anything for at least three days. Where is this delicious, it's a taste killer!

The old dad over there was still sighing: "Your salt-grilled mackerel didn't add any superfluous things except for some of the most basic seasonings." It looks ordinary, but it tastes so fresh that it makes people forgetful. And my abalone mullet egg soup with so much energy and effort is just a pot of garbage in front of it, although it may feel fresh at first, but in the end there will be nothing left except greasy!"

Speaking of which, the old daddy couldn't wait to give himself a slap in the face, what kind of thing is this? How could he be so bored with lard before, and arrogantly think that he is invincible in the world!

"I'll just say it bluntly, if you only use abalone or mullet eggs to stew the soup, it won't be bad, but it's a pity that the taste of these two ingredients is too individual, and they don't harmonize with each other, and it's not good to mix together. ”

The old father bowed his head and held his head in both hands: "It's too much! It's too much! I see that my soup shop is also open, and I have lived in vain all my life, and I don't know until now that I was fooling around! In the choice of materials, I would rather choose less, and I can't forcibly add things that don't match, and I can't burn nondescript things, and lose the natural and refreshing taste of the ingredients themselves. ”

Chang Zhaowen nodded: "The more top-notch the ingredients, the more the chef must not lose his sense of proportion, and he has to maintain his original intention." Sometimes the chef doesn't really need to do much, and it may work better. ”

On the one hand, he is unwilling to bear the pressure of the fisheye that has been passed down from generation to generation, and on the other hand, he has to bow his head to the cruel reality, and he can't do without that fisheye in order to support his family......

The old father shook his head, and a familiar face appeared in front of him, a cute little boy, between his eyebrows and eyes, he was holding a stoneware bowl and pouring soup in a big gulp, his little face was flushed, but he looked so satisfied with drinking the soup. But in a trance, the boy had grown into a tall man, but his movements did not change at all, and he still maintained the same posture as the little boy, holding a stoneware bowl and pouring soup into his mouth heroically......

The old father's eyes were moist, and he figured out that the reason why he was able to patiently collect these materials little by little was because he had always had a thought in his heart, waiting for someone.

Every time I think of him, I can't wait to stuff all the best ingredients I can find into a soup jar and want to make him the best soup in the world.

Because this man has loved to drink soup since he was a child, he is connected to himself by blood, and it is also his only thought in this world - his son.

Chang Zhaowen sighed softly: "Your son, how is his condition now?"

The old father's body trembled violently, as if someone had pierced his mind, and he looked at Chang Zhaowen in a daze for a while before he slowly spoke: "I am old and have a son, but even so, he is already in his forties this year...... But for me, he'll always be the stinky boy who worries me!"

"Although he goes home every year for the Chinese New Year, he says that he lives well in the city with his daughter-in-law and grandson, but he has followed me to catch fish since he was a child, and he has never read any books, so he relies on going to the construction site to work hard to support his wife and children, how good can he be!"

Looking at the sentimentality on the face of this cunning old man with a tough body, Chang Zhaowen was also a little moved: "Why don't you let your son take his wife and child back to Sanshan Island!"

When the old father heard this, he shook his head again and again: "Why did he come back? Will he clean up the corpses of those monsters with me? And then my grandson will also follow my old path?"

As a parent, you would rather choose to die alone and die alone, just for your children and grandchildren to have a better future, this state of mind is no different from parents who do their best for their children's education in the city.

"Old Daddy, you will be my supplier in the future, and your dried spirit fish will be supplied to me! Your son can help you when he returns to the island, and his income will definitely be better than working the construction site in the city." Chang Zhaowen pointed to the fish he caught today in the bamboo basket at his feet, "These are all spirit fish, you also make salted fish for me, the price is not a problem." ”

There is another point that Chang Zhaowen did not mention, since the cliff restaurant also made boiling water cabbage with old daddy's salted fish, they will also come to old daddy to ask for goods in the future, and old daddy's dry goods business will only get bigger and bigger.

Chang Zhaowen is not a living Lei Feng, he can help others without asking for anything in return, and he only secretly writes it in his diary.

The flavor of the dried fish in the blue sea is doubled, and the old father is a good hand at making dry goods, but he is old after all, if he can let his son come back to help, he can also have a stable source of dry goods in the future, as for the spirit fish, he is not worried at all, he caught it in the heart of the thorn fighting sea and let the foam be teleported into the whalebone stream waterhole.

"This ......" the old father's heart moved, this idea he didn't think about, and so on Sanshan Island tourism up, let his son come back to develop, but the son's age is not young, from scratch to learn service reception, I'm afraid it can't compare to those young people on the island, it's not bad to follow him to make dry goods, but it's impossible for his son to come back and let him go into the water alone, or inevitably have to deal with those "dirty things".

Chang Zhaowen saw through his concerns at a glance: "The corpses of those monsters will not be available in the future, and besides, you don't need to spend so much effort to make dry goods and taste them to distinguish which ones are fairy fish ......"

"What?" Old Daddy's eyes lit up, is there really no more monster corpses that have plagued their family for generations?

Chang Zhaowen smiled at the old daddy's unfathomable smile, quite a bit of the mystery of "heaven cannot be revealed", and then he lifted a fish from the bamboo basket and pointed to the traces of the hook on the fish's mouth: "In the future, as long as you find this kind of fish with a wound in the fish's eye, it will be a fairy fish." ”