Chapter Sixty-Seven: Fish
Wei Lao'er was crazy, or because he lost 100,000 yuan for no reason, he was eager to get the money back, so he came up with the idea of a competition. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Yang Huairen's understanding of Weijiazhengdian is only the treasure of their town store - Yu.
At the beginning of the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, the ancestor of the Wei family was just a vendor who set up a stall to sell some snacks, before because of the continuous war in the north, their family fled to the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, learned a local method of making pickled fish, and later after continuous improvement, formed their own signature gourmet fish.
After the north settled down, their family moved back to Bianliang. After several generations of continuous renewal of this dish, it has formed its own characteristics and become a famous dish in Tokyo, and the Wei family has also developed, and the continuous accumulation of wealth has gradually developed into the Wei family main store, which is ranked among the 24 main stores.
The development of cooking technology in the Song Dynasty has led to the formation of regional characteristics from the original single development of various places, to the mutual influence and blending of various local characteristics, and the formation of new food cooking techniques.
This dish is the combination of the local characteristics of the Yangtze River basin and the production technology of the Yellow River basin, and to put it bluntly, it is the salted fish in the homes of ordinary people.
The people eat salted fish as a meal, and Su Shi once said, "Jiangnan people are good at making panyou rice, and the preserved food is broiled, and everything is buried in the rice." ”
However, there is a difference between salted fish and salted fish, ordinary people who make a living from fishing along the rivers, lakes and seas, after harvesting a large amount of fish, in order to ensure that the fish that cannot be eaten will not rot and waste, they will use salt to marinate and dry, as a daily dish or sell it in the market in exchange for some money.
This rough preparation only ensures that the excess catch does not rot, but in terms of taste, it is only eaten as a pickle, and it is not delicious.
But Wei Jiazheng's store can make the most ordinary salted fish delicious, and naturally has their ancestral exquisite craftsmanship.
Yang Huairen once ate their sake, in addition to using salt from fresh Yellow River carp, they also used other spices in the pickling process, the most obvious one is to add indica rice fermented red yeast rice, so that the fermented pean has a unique aroma mixed with rice and wine.
Yang Huairen felt that if it was his family's ordinary sale, he was 100% confident that he could defeat Wei Lao'er, and the pond of fish in the garden behind the garden was all full of 30 years of Shaoxing aged daughter red, and some fish was used as raw materials, and the finished product was absolutely delicious.
But since Wei Lao'er dares to open his mouth to take 100,000 yuan as a bet, he must also be confident, maybe he has a unique production method to make it into something you can't imagine.
Yang Huairen was hesitating, and Zhao Hao, who was doing a good thing, had already taken over this challenge for him.
"100,000 guan is 100,000 guan, the money you owe to this king and Yang Huairen today is exactly 100,000 guan, if Yang Huairen loses, this account will be settled, if you Wei Cai loses, you have to take out 200,000 guan, haha."
Wei Lao'er replied without thinking about it: "A word is a certainty." ”
The prince's 50,000 yuan came easily, and it was in a few words, he naturally didn't care, there had been no cooking competition in Tokyo for a long time, and he definitely refused to miss such a wonderful and lively scene.
Wei Lao'er and Wang Ye quickly agreed on the way of the competition, a dish with Fish as the main ingredient to determine the winner, the location is in the Wangye's Guiyan Building, the time is set at noon of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, and the prince naturally became a witness.
The rules for judging the winner are also very simple, there is a chamber of commerce in the food industry in the city of Tokyo, and five well-known shopkeepers in the industry are selected from the chamber of commerce, and then five famous foodies are invited from among the high-ranking officials and nobles to serve as the judges of this competition, a total of ten judges have one person and one vote, and the one with more votes wins.
Yang Huairen stood aside and watched the two discuss the competition, as if it was the two of them who participated in the competition, and he became a lively watcher.
Set the rules for a long time, as if the most critical thing is very unfavorable to yourself, Wei Lao'er is best at making salted fish, this is not based on his own shortcomings, but against the enemy's strengths?
I'm really not afraid of god-like opponents, and I'm not afraid of pig-like teammates, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates who never know that they are pig-like teammates.
Wei Lao'er sneered and walked away with Wei Ergongzi, who was urinating and peeing on his pants, and the old man walked as if he had just made up calcium, his waist was not bent and his legs and feet were neat, and he was full of confidence and even threw the tiger's head crutches aside.
Yang Huairen's face was black, and he complained to Zhao Hao angrily, "I said Lao Zhao, you can give me an idea without asking your buddy?"
Do you know that making dishes with fish is his Wei family's housekeeping skill, and he gave his advantage to others in vain, and this is not clear that he dug a pit for my brother and let me jump in? ”
Zhao Hao patted Yang Huairen's arm indifferently, "Brother Xian is too humble, Brother Xian is in his youth, Wei Cai has lived for most of his life and is about to enter the earth, are you still afraid that he will not succeed?"
As the saying goes, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and one generation is stronger than the next, and you have ten percent confidence in your brother!
Don't be sad, it's a big deal to lose and count it as mine, if you win, our brothers will divide it equally, it's fun enough for brothers, right? ”
Enough for your sister! Yang Huairen couldn't wait to drag this little boy back to the lobby of Kaifeng Mansion and took off his pants and beat the eighty-eight board, you really dare to say, what do you lose if you lose, you earn 100,000 yuan in vain if you win, I played a monkey show for a long time, you just watched the excitement on the side, really I Yang Huairen is a fool?
"Brother Zhao is so interesting, why don't you compare, it's the 15th of August for the holiday, I might as well spend the holiday at home."
"Oh, look at what you said, it seems that you are taking advantage of your brother, or if you lose, it will be mine, and if you win, you will be your boss."
Count your acquaintance, save my brother to grab the big blue and white board in the hand of the official and fight with you.
The prince looked noble outside, and when he arrived at Suiyuan, he seemed to enter the village with the devil, looking like a bear who saw what he was taking, and the beef noodles were full with hamburgers, and when he left, the braised eggs and braised tofu leaves were picked up as a whole car as a baby.
Yang Huairen was sweating profusely, watching the bandit-like prince get on the car with his bulging belly and leave, and the same onlookers were all the diners from all walks of life who were full of anger, because all the lo-mei for lunch was packed and taken away by him.
Yang Huairen looked at a group of angry people, pointed to the back of the prince's carriage leaving, and said, "Don't blame the little brother, it was that kid who snatched it." There is revenge and revenge, and there is revenge and revenge, and you guests can remember the appearance of that kid and settle accounts with him. ”
After finishing speaking, he turned his back and snickered, and he came and was rude, telling you to pit Lao Tzu today, and Lao Tzu also pit you.
Yang Huairen finished the music and began to close his eyes and chant mantras, praying to God and worshiping Buddha, hoping that there would be three or five righteous and brave heroes among the angry guests, and he could insult Zhao Hao on the way back to the palace.