At the same time as Chang Zhaowen's salt-grilled mackerel, one of the old father's purple sand soup cans also began to boil, and a mysterious fragrance filled the air with the curling water vapor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Old Daddy, don't you only have kelp soup? This taste is not the taste of kelp soup!"

The old father smiled at Chang Zhaowen and put the soup can on the table, with an irrepressible pride on his face: "Old man, I have treasured it for decades, if it is just an ordinary guest, how can I be willing to take it out?"

As soon as the words fell, he held the lid of the soup can with two hands, and solemnly opened the lid, the water vapor was thick, and a strong aroma came to his nose, Chang Zhaowen blinked, and looked at it, the soup can was filled with viscous dark brown soup.

"This is ......" Chang Zhaowen was a little surprised, and lowered his head to observe carefully, "This is abalone juice?"

"Well, 100% abalone juice. The abalone sauce is made of the dried abalone I made myself, and then stewed it with pheasant, wild duck, pig's trotters, fine meat skin, keel, and ham for more than 6 hours, and after all the essence is exhausted, the minced chicken is added in two batches to absorb the residual blood stains and foam and other impurities that seep out during the stewing process of the broth. ”

"But the fish's eye is so deep, and you don't have professional diving equipment, so you can't reach the bottom at all, how can you catch an abalone?" It's not that Chang Zhaowen deliberately picks thorns, but he knows that the waterhole is connected to the heart of the sea, the underwater situation is unpredictable, and there is no big problem in the shallow activities, but if you want to explore the bottom, even professional divers may not be able to do it.

"Who says you have to go to the bottom of the sea to find abalone? There are all kinds of shellfish on the stone walls on both sides of the waterhole, and if you are patient, you can get a pile of them every time you go into the water. ”

Chang Zhaowen nodded, picked up a white porcelain spoon, and gently flicked the sticky thick soup in the soup can, this was not a simple abalone juice, the brown soup was mottled with white.

"It's ...... Mullet eggs?"

"Yes. The old father divided the soup into two small soup bowls, with a sly smile on his face, "I didn't lie to you before, I haven't caught a mullet for three or four years......

"The mullet eggs in this soup are dried goods made by you, right? If it is a spirit fish, the taste after drying is far more than fresh. What's more, this mullet egg, like abalone, is originally dry and more flavorful than fresh. ”

The old father raised his head and laughed: "It's easy to talk to an expert...... If you put on that kind of layman, when you hear that this seafood has been dried for decades, you have to entangle the issue of expiration date with me!"

Mullet is actually a common squid fish, and mullet eggs are not eggs laid by squid fish, but the egg glands of female squid, and the oviposition glands are glands that secrete viscous glandular fluid that can entangle the eggs into strings and fix them on seaweed and reefs when spawning.

In Huaxia, mullet eggs are known as one of the "Eight Treasures of the Sea" and have been offered to the court as a tribute, and the mullet egg soup of Lu cuisine is also a famous dish for state banquets.

"Son, let's have a taste. Old Daddy's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, this soup was a condensation of the best dry goods he had made for decades, and it was also the most satisfying work for him, it would not appear on the menu, it could only be tasted on the most important days, and the people who were most important to him.

But now I can't wait for an important person, it's not bad to give a taste to my confidant, although he and Chang Zhaowen have just met, but his good impression of the mysterious young man in front of him has soared.

But Chang Zhaowen put down the spoon again, and didn't plan to taste it: "It's a pity." ”

What the?!

The old father's smiling face froze instantly, and the corners of his mouth that had been raised immediately drooped, he almost couldn't believe what he heard: "What did you just say?"

Chang Zhaowen straightened his back, and shook his head regretfully: "Dried abalone and dried mullet eggs are the top ingredients, but your collocation and your cooking techniques are all wrong, your bowl of soup looks gorgeous, but it loses its charm, but it's a pity that the two hard-won ingredients." ”

"You...... You kid, it's just ...... Nonsense!" The old father was so angry that he couldn't even speak, "You, you haven't even tasted it, how do you know that I can't do this soup?" Come on, don't eat it, return the bowl to me! These dried abalone and mullet eggs are all spirit fish that I picked out one by one, and I spent more than ten years collecting them, so don't mess with them if you don't understand!"

Chang Zhaowen was not in a hurry to argue, but just pushed a plate containing half a salt-grilled mackerel in front of the old father: "Don't worry about being angry first, eat and watch this!"

The old man slapped the table: "Phew, do you still think that your simple fried fish will taste better than the abalone mullet egg soup I carefully concocted? Are you daydreaming and not waking up? Even if your fish is a spirit fish, but it has not been salted and compressed, its taste is a little better than ordinary fish, and people with a dull sense of taste will not find it at all!"

Chang Zhaowen just smiled slightly, picked up a pair of chopsticks and stuffed them into the old father's hand: "You better taste it first, after eating my fish, you will naturally understand the truth of what I said." ”

"You're full of nonsense, but it's reasonable?!" Old Daddy can tolerate others pointing his nose and scolding him for being an old monster and stubborn, but he can't accept that his soup is not good, which is simply a denial of his life in the past few decades.

"Then I'll eat first, I've been busy all morning, and I've only drunk your bowl of kelp soup with clear soup and little water, and my stomach is already empty. Chang Zhaowen was not reluctant, he took another pair of chopsticks, and faced the half of the salt-grilled mackerel in front of him.

"Click. His heart throbbed with the sound of the roasted golden crispy skin breaking, and then the sweet juice burst in his mouth.

"Why can this fresh fish have the unique umami taste of dried products!No, no!" The old father still didn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, or he really couldn't stand the temptation of the fragrance of the seemingly ordinary mackerel in front of him, and kept saying no, but he still tasted it.

The exterior was crispy, but the inside was smooth and tender, and it was full of juice, and the old father's eyes immediately widened to the extreme--alive! He even felt the fish reappear in his mouth, swinging its tail and jumping one ...... This is like eating a piece of fish, and it is clear that there is a live fish swimming happily in his body!

No, he felt like he had become a fish, in the middle of a blue sea. It's just that this time, he is not a diving fisherman, but a member of the ocean, every breath, every movement is so free and free.

He felt himself speeding through the vast ocean, and his heart was filled with joy!

"That's the taste of the sea, I thought I had been dealing with the sea for decades, but it wasn't until today, after eating your simple salt-grilled mackerel, that I think I really understood what the sea was. After the old father came back to his senses, he sighed convincingly.

Chang Zhaowen picked up the last piece of fish meat on his plate with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, looked at the old father and smiled: "You understand the problem with your abalone mullet egg soup now, right?"