In ancient times, many high-tech kitchen utensils have begun to gradually enter the kitchen, such as a simple soup pot, which can control the temperature when heating.

But at the moment, there is no such high-tech soup pot, Yang Huairen can only judge whether the pot of soup has reached the ideal temperature he wants when heated by observing the shape of the water surface in the soup pot based on his own experience.

The best temperature for boiling soup is between 80 and 90 degrees Celsius, and the temperature of the soup is controlled without boiling, so that the flavor essence of the stewed ingredients can be slowly boiled out without losing taste and nutrients.

Shopkeeper Luo and Chef Fu were also greatly shocked, Yang Huairen's concentration in cooking, especially some techniques, even experienced chefs like them had never seen before.

And when they couldn't help but look back at their master, they saw the surprised look on the master's face.

Yang Huairen was still focused on the soup pot, and when he saw that the water surface in the soup pot began to appear soft scale-like ripples, he immediately said to Shopkeeper Luo and Chef Fu, who were in charge of the fire, "Keep this heat, don't overheat or cool, this pot of soup can only be considered a good pot of soup if it is boiled slowly for two hours." ”

Let the shopkeeper Luo and Chef Fu take charge of the fire, it is nothing more than to be optimistic about the fire in the hearth, but the firewood is missing, but you can't add too much at one time, but every short period of time, add a little to ensure that the fire has been burning the soup pot in a stable way.

This is a test of patience and careful work, the two of them can naturally do a good job, but in the past, in their identity in Yunjin Tower, they would not do this kind of work in person no matter what.

But now, they nodded to Yang Huairen willingly, and then stared at the changes in the soup pot and the fire intently, without a trace of discooperation or complaints.

With a gap of two hours, almost the entire afternoon had to be spent on this pot of broth, and Chef Chen also remembered that Yang Huairen and his friends had originally come to Yunjin Tower for lunch, but they didn't eat lunch, so he pulled them to the back kitchen to make boiled cabbage.

Don't look at the old man's age, his voice is not small at all, he raised his head and yelled at the door, and another apprentice who had been standing outside the door moved a dining table and a few chairs in, and soon there were a few dishes ordered by Yang Huairen, as well as a few snacks and a pot of wine.

The old man said with a smile, "Today's matter, the old man is abrupt, I hope the little officials will forgive me, come and come, our grandfather will eat a cup here." ”

After saying that, he waved his hand to beckon Yang Huairen and Chen Tianba to sit down, and personally poured wine for the two, Yang Huairen did not dare to shirk, so he and Tianba's younger brother got up and respectfully accepted Chef Chen's kindness.

"The friends of the little official, the old man has also arranged it, the tables and chairs made of bamboo in the bamboo forest are arranged, and the breeze of the bamboo forest should be good."

Yang Huairen once again crossed his hands and saluted, "Boy, thank you for your husband's hospitality." ”

"Thanks for what? I'm an old man, I should thank you. ”

Chef Chen drank all the wine in his cup first, and Yang Huairen also drank the wine in the cup, and found that this pot of wine was nothing else, it was his family's Suiyuan Spring wine.

The three of them drank a glass, Yang Huairen hurriedly grabbed the wine jug to pour wine for the old man, and the old man also motioned for him to sit down, "Come and taste the craftsmanship of the old man's shoddy apprentice, I can't see that I can't get into the mouth of the little official." ”

Yang Huairen politely tasted those dishes one by one, nodded while eating, and said in his mouth, "Not bad." ”

Chef Chen immediately heard the meaning of these two words, yes, it's okay, but it's not very good.

And Yang Huairen also told the truth, Yunjin Lou's cooking skills were second to none among all the restaurants in Chengdu at that time, but those classic Sichuan dishes were completely inferior to the practices of later generations in terms of production methods at that time.

In terms of taste, if you don't taste it carefully, it's actually pretty much the same, but for a professional in the industry, you can taste the mystery.

However, this can't be blamed for the poor cooking of Yunjinlou, or the poor teaching of Chef Chen's apprentices, but due to the limitations of the times, in terms of raw materials and cooking techniques, the technology of later generations has not yet been developed.

Chef Chen did not show displeasure with such an evaluation, but looked at Yang Huairen with an approving gaze, as if he had guessed his identity a little.

Although the old man is old, it does not mean that he lacks the proper understanding of the outside world, especially the recent major events in the culinary world, he still knows something.

Judging from the way Yang Huairen spoke and the cooking skills he had just shown, Chef Chen felt that this young man was definitely not a scholar, who had ever seen a scholar carry all kinds of seasonings and kitchen knives?

And such a young person, but there are even such a well-informed old chef as he is amazed by the techniques and skills, Chef Chen can only think of one person, that is, Yang Huairen, a young chef who has only emerged in the capital in the past year or two, Yang Huairen.

He used to be curious, what kind of young man was he who could have such superb cooking skills in his twenties, and when he saw a real person today, he couldn't figure it out, and his master, who couldn't be said, was really a master outside the world, or as the rumors said, an immortal?

Chef Chen has the city government that an old man should have, he can see through it, but he can't say it, after all, Yang Huairen's current identity is a Qincha lord, a Tongyuan county prince, he has to pull people to show him how to boil cabbage, he really broke his identity, I'm afraid it's a little too much.

Yang Huairen's side was fascinated because he started making this boiled cabbage, and he kept thinking about what kind of way the cabbage should be processed in order to make this dish a relatively perfect effect, so he didn't notice the subtle changes in the old man's expression.

And Tianba's younger brother only cared about eating, and when he saw the old man and Brother Ren'er each thoughtful, he pursed his mouth, pretended not to see anything, and continued to eat his meal, thinking in his heart, these dishes are delicious and delicious, but the amount is too small, and it should be changed to a large plate as big as a pot lid to eat it.

The three of them talked about several scenic spots in Chengdu Mansion one after another, and the old man introduced the local customs and interesting folk stories, and then finished the lunch.

After all, Chef Chen was old, drank a few more glasses of wine, and after the meal, he leaned on the back and took a nap, while Yang Huairen returned to the stove, paying attention to the pot of broth, constantly sniffing the smell coming out, waiting for the arrival of the taste he wanted.