Chapter Ninety-Five: It's Too Easy to Win

"The third master also knows Xiao Quanfu?" Peng Pearl stepped forward and asked with surprise on her face.

"I don't know!" Seeing her like that, Mu Jincheng couldn't help but lazily nest back in his chair, raised his eyebrows and said, "Sansheng has a dish called Quanfuhui, which is a famous dish in the south, I hear that the name is similar, but I don't know, where is your dish?" ”

"Oh, the shopkeeper of Anjia Tavern is a native of Hokkien, his ancestor fled to us, and he relied on Xiao Quanfu to earn a tavern, in Cuiping Town, the reputation is well-known, according to your statement, Xiao Quanfu and Quanfuhui are not the original family."

Peng Pearl was so proud in her heart, she hadn't tasted this dish yet, she had won the favor of the third master, this game was bound to win, she couldn't help but say a lot of words.

"Hu Qin, what! What you don't know, the dishes of the shopkeeper of Sansheng are comparable to your small restaurant, the wild road of a halfway monk! Seeing that the more she talked, the more outrageous it became, Mama Guo couldn't help but stare at her.

Although she has never been to Sansheng to eat, but the legend of the big shopkeeper Luo Shuang has not heard much about it, and a woman can quickly catch the appetite of people in half the city, not only because she is a beauty, but also because her dishes are full of flavors and flavors, and she has both northern and southern tastes.

No matter how tricky the guest is, when he enters the Sansheng Restaurant, she can give him a table of satisfactory dishes in only three or five rounds, seven or eight sentences, which is in the food industry, when it is an existence that looks up, which allows people to compare at will.

Peng Pearl was scolded by Mama Guo, a little dumbfounded, and Gu Erni also blamed her for not being able to speak with her brains, and she couldn't help but have a knife in her eyes.

"Don't worry, don't worry, whether it tastes good or not, you won't know until you taste it." Mu Jincheng got up from the chair and paced to the big altar to take a look.

"The third master is right, the small Quanfu of the Anjia Tavern is not as good as the Quanfuhui of Sansheng, but the opening of the altar is also fragrant Qili." At this time, Peng Pearl learned to be smart and said beside him diligently.

Gu Erni hurriedly stepped forward, Xing Chong Chong lifted the lid of the altar, and a very strong smell instantly burst out, and Mu Jincheng quickly covered his mouth and nose!

"Ahh What the hell does this smell like! Mama Guo didn't have time to take the veil, and was forced to retreat again and again by the smell.

"Gross!" Gu Erni, who was the closest, almost vomited out her breakfast.

"Don't hurry up and close it yet!" Xiaolai, who was holding Mama Guo, waved his hand anxiously.

"Bang." Yang Daniu, who was pinching her nose, rushed up, grabbed the altar cover, and buckled it suddenly.

It's as cold as death in the house!

Gu Erni's heart trembled, and she stared at Peng Pearl with a cannibalistic gaze.

"Chicken, duck and fish, delicacies from the mountains and seas, there are a lot of them, there is nothing wrong with the ingredients, I have clearly seen the secret recipe!" Peng Pearl muttered to herself.

She was like a person who had fallen into an ice hole, trembling all over, completely unbelieving that she had done it this way.

"With just a piece of paper, you think you can cook?" Mu Jincheng returned to his chair, picked up the folding fan and fanned hard, and said with a mocking face.

"Idiots, a bunch of idiots!" Mama Guo asked Xiaolai to open all the doors and windows, but she still didn't forget to scold.

"I don't know what kind of little Quanfu you are talking about, as far as I know, Quanfuhui does use chicken, duck and fish, delicacies from the mountains and seas, but each of its ingredients is cooked separately, and then put together, plus the unique rice wine stew in southern Fujian for two hours, it is completed.

When the altar is opened, as you said, the aroma of wine is mixed with the aroma of meat, floating ten miles away, refreshing people's hearts and spleens, tasting it, the soup is thick and the meat is tender, the meat is not greasy, thick but not fat, and it makes people have endless aftertaste.

This taste is rare in the world, and it is rare to make this taste, in Sansheng, to make this dish, ten cooks have to be busy for three days, want to eat this dish, at least a month in advance, how can you be like this, buy ingredients in the morning, eat at noon, it is strange to be delicious!

Besides, you only have ten taels of silver, how can you buy the best ingredients, such as abalone, it has to be nine heads of money abalone, and sea cucumber must be Yingzhou, as for fish lips, shark fins, etc., you probably don't have the money to buy them. ”

Mu Jincheng is worthy of being an expert in eating and drinking, although he is not good at everything, but in front of Gu Erni and Peng Zhuzhu, what he said is enough to shock them.

Just as Gu Erni and the others were dumbfounded when they heard this, Mu Jincheng said again: "Since the soup is not ready, let's try the four side dishes and snacks, so as not to have no dishes to participate in the competition, and then you will regret it." ”

"What side dishes?" Peng Pearl's head buzzed again!

"You don't know this, how dare you say Xiao Quanfu, is this small because the four side dishes and two small snacks have been removed?" Mu Jincheng was puzzled.

"I don't know!" Peng Pearl was covered in cold sweat.

Gu Erni's face was full of anger, and she almost ate her raw on the spot!

"The usual four side dishes are cucumber, sour and moral, ham and mushroom, lettuce in oil, sesame cake and red bean roll." Mu Jincheng didn't eat the food, but he was in a good mood inexplicably, and he took the trouble to introduce them.

The more he said this, the more Peng Pearl and the others were embarrassed, and they were red and red-faced, and they couldn't bite their tongues directly, and they fainted.

"Why don't you quickly carry this stinky thing out of the weaving mill and throw it away, and you'll be blind for ten taels of silver!" Mama Guo covered her nose with a handkerchief and said in disgust.

Peng Pearl and Yang Daniu carried the big jar and left, and Gu Erni and Jia Min followed behind.

"Xiaolai, you go to the kitchen and ask Qingzhu to hurry up." Mama Guo waved her hand in frustration.

"Whoa!" Xiao Lai rushed away.

"Qingzhu, is your meal ready?" Xiaolai leaned on the door frame, with an expression that was worse than death.

"You've tasted the soup made by Gu Erni so quickly?" Gu Qingzhu was scooping noodles on the stove and looked back at her.

"What kind of soup is her, it's obviously more poisonous than poison, and it smokes me so much, it's not good at this moment!" Xiaolai said weakly.

"Flutter." Gu Xiaohua, who was sitting on the stove and burning the fire, couldn't help but smile.

"If you want to say that this Peng Pearl doesn't know where to borrow the courage, I dared to brag in front of the third master that I did it myself, and I have a road with Sansheng Quanfuhui, now it's good, I got a lesson from the third master, and it's more uncomfortable than breaking the dough." Xiaolai pouted.

"Come on, don't talk about those bad things, eat some spicy shrimp and suppress your stomach." Gu Daya, who had laughed enough, took a spoonful of green pepper shrimp and handed it to Xiaolai.

The nose is full of new spicy and fresh fragrance, Xiaolai is in her hand, swallow it in one bite, chew it, the shrimp are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the pepper is fragrant, which really makes people feel appetizing.

"Do you want more?" Seeing that she was satisfied, Gu Daya asked again.

"Don't dare to eat it anymore, the masters haven't eaten yet." Xiaolai stuck out his tongue and said.

"Don't worry, these are leftover shrimp, Qingzhu doesn't want to waste it, fry it for us to eat for ourselves, and after a while, when we have lunch, I will quietly leave some for you." Gu Daya smiled and winked at her.

Xiaolai is the most powerful person around Mama Guo, she is down-to-earth, Gu Daya thought, there is no harm in being good friends with her.

"I've got my food, so let's go." Gu Qingzhu picked it up, took off his apron and said.

A plate of sweet and sour cucumbers, a plate of spicy radish strips, a plate of fried sour bamboo shoots, a plate of bean sprouts, and four side dishes were served by Gu Daya and them in turn, neatly arranged, and finally two bowls of noodles in Gu Qingzhu's tray.

"Qingzhu, you're a competition today, so give us this?" Mama Guo looked at a few dishes and said with some surprise.

"This is the summer solstice soon, the wheat has just matured after the deep winter, the whole spring, and the early summer, and this is the best time to eat noodles, and the shrimp at this time is even more difficult to find, Mama, please try it first." Gu Qingzhu didn't mind her questioning and said with a smile.

When Mama Guo was talking, Mu Jincheng couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, and as soon as the bowl of noodles was brought in, the unique aroma had already hooked the gluttonous worms in his stomach.

But when he looked at the bowl of noodles like a landscape painting, he was reluctant to eat it for a while.

The white jade noodles are folded into three folds, and the slightest pattern is slightly exposed in the soup, the green vegetable seedlings, the black fungus, floating in the soup, seven or eight round balls, white dotted with a slight red, very honestly gathered together, and on the other side there is a large spoonful of thick sauce, the part close to the soup has melted and sunk, and some small black and brown grains ripple slightly.

Mu Jincheng leaned over and took a deep breath, closed his eyes and shook his head, and said intoxicatedly: "What a fragrant shrimp roe noodles!" ”

Gu Qingzhu was a little surprised, she thought that shrimp roe noodles were only eaten by Gu Jiaao, after all, the shrimp and crabs in the mountains are very small, and the shrimp hold seeds at this time of the year, and there are very few opportunities to make shrimp roe paste.

"This taste...... It's so fresh! Mama Guo ate a few noodles dipped in sauce and exclaimed.

Hearing this, Mu Jincheng's saliva gushed out wildly, he stirred the noodles slightly, "snoring" and swallowed a mouthful, the noodles were strong and smooth, the fungus mushrooms were soft and glutinous, the shrimp roe was very full, and occasionally the upper and lower teeth were swallowed, and they burst in the mouth in an instant.

And the condensed sauce, fragrant and rich, seems to be scorching with the scorching sun, when these flavors bloom in the mouth, the spicy taste is like a shadow, domineering invasion, giving people a more distinct taste feeling, can't help but want to eat again, take another bite.

Eating is so urgent, when the noodles in the bowl are more than halfway, Mu Jincheng's forehead slowly sweats, he took a few cucumbers to eat, the cool air went straight to the bottom of his heart, and the sweet and sour taste was just right.

"Third master, these small dishes are very flavorful, the bean sprouts are mixed in the noodles, and they are refreshing, crisp and sweet." Mama Guo, who is very strict on weekdays, the folds in the corners of her eyes at this moment are also stretched out because of the food.

Mu Jincheng had eaten Gu Qingzhu's side dishes as early as Laojun Mountain, and when he tasted it again, the taste buds on the tip of his tongue were stimulated again, and he had the joy of reuniting old friends.

The meatballs were smooth and smooth, Mu Jincheng couldn't pick them up with chopsticks several times, so he had to scoop one with a wooden spoon connected to the soup, his teeth bited lightly, and the tender meat juice overflowed.

Shrimp meat is the essence of meatballs, which is the most easily captured large particles on the tip of the tongue, and the minced chicken is wrapped layer by layer to increase the freshness and flavor, while the pork belly puree is almost completely turned into gravy, the outer layer is boiled and condensed, and the warm and moist fat inside makes up for the dried shrimp and chicken breast.

Such a delicious bowl of shrimp roe noodles, how can it not make people salivate, Mu Jincheng even drank the soup completely.

Mama Guo is old, it has been a long time since she has eaten such a happy meal, the noodles made by Gu Qingzhu today are really amazing, this competition, the difference in strength between the two groups of people is too great, Gu Qingzhu won easily.

This kind of one-sided result had no suspense, Gu Erni was defeated, and when she knew that Gu Qingzhu only won her with a bowl of noodles, she was almost so angry that she vomited blood, and she hated Peng Pearl out of a big hole.

It's all country girls, a bowl of noodles, who doesn't know how to make it!