Chapter 12: A restaurant that doesn't look like a restaurant
"Ah, eat." Zhao Kai was a little uncomfortable with Xiao Er's enthusiastic appearance, so he quickly found a place to sit down.
"What do you want to eat?"
"What do you guys have here?"
Zhao Kai picked up the teapot on the table and wanted to pour himself a cup of tea, but found that the teapot was empty, and he looked dazed, is this really a restaurant? No tea.
Xiao Er's face was also embarrassed, and he quickly explained, "I'm sorry, guest officer, we haven't had guests this month, and you are our first guest this month." ”
Zhao Kai smiled awkwardly and put down the teapot, "It's okay, I'm not very thirsty anyway, introduce me to your signature dishes." ”
"We have a thousand restaurants, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, all kinds of cuisines from the south and the north of the world, we can do it."
Xiao Ermei Fei Fei introduced the signature dishes of Daqian Restaurant, "Baking Chicken, Golden Chicken, Dongpo Meat... ”
Xiao Eryi said more than ten dishes in a row, and Zhao Kai's stomach was gurgling, and he almost drooled.
"Just now, one serving, and one more pot of wine." Zhao Kai couldn't wait.
When Xiao Er heard this, his face was embarrassed, and he spoke a little hesitantly, "This, this. . . ”
"What's wrong? Don't worry, I have the money. Zhao Kai thought that Xiao Er was afraid that he would have no money, so he immediately took out a token and slapped it on the table, "I am Zhao Kai, the king of Yun, how much money you eat, you can go to my house to get it, and it won't be bad for you." ”
It's not that Zhao Kai doesn't bring money when he goes out, it's that the copper coins of the Northern Song Dynasty are too heavy, and it's inconvenient to carry them on his body.
As soon as Xiao Er heard Zhao Kai call himself King Yun, and looked at the token on the table, it didn't look like a fake, and he was a little panicked all of a sudden, "Your Royal Highness King Yun, the little one is not afraid that King Yun will not have the money to pay the bill, yes. . . ”
"What is it?" Zhao Kai put the token on his waist and looked at Xiao Er suspiciously.
"That's right, the chef of our restaurant was dug up by the alum on the other side." Xiao Er mentioned that the chef was poached, and he looked helpless.
Zhao Kai's face was dazed again, the chef is gone, then what kind of restaurant do you still open, go home and farm.
I was too unlucky, I came to a restaurant that is not like a restaurant, I knew that I would go to the alum on the opposite side to line up, and it is better to wait a while than to be hungry.
"However, roasted chicken, golden chicken, these two dishes, the small ones can be made, but the taste may not be as good as the previous chef's."
When Zhao Kai heard this, he looked at Xiao Er with resentment, you can't die if you don't speak much.
It was the first time that Xiao Er was stared at by a man with such resentful eyes, his back was hairy, and he subconsciously took a step back, "That... ”
"Then these three dishes, a pot of wine, and a bowl of rice." After Zhao Kai finished speaking, he withdrew his resentful gaze.
Xiao Er relaxed at this time, only to feel that his back was soaked with sweat, and he didn't know if it was too hot, or because he was looked at by Zhao Kai's eyes just now.
"The little ones are going."
Xiao Er first served Zhao Kai a pot of wine, and then went to the kitchen to prepare dishes for Zhao Kai.
Zhao Kai poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip, it was not particularly strong, it was relatively light.
"This is the Yellow Bar?"
The wine in the cup was yellow-brown, coupled with a bland taste, Zhao Kai guessed that this was rice wine.
Rice wine is a national specialty of China, also known as rice wine, which belongs to the brewing wine, and later occupies an important place in the world's three major brewed wines (rice wine, wine and beer).
The rice wine of the Northern Song Dynasty, the most famous is Huadiao wine and Shaoxing wine, which are the favorite of many literati and ink writers.
Zhao Kai used to rarely drink alcohol, and he paid the rent with the money he paid as a sketch tutor every month, which was enough to eat, and sometimes it was not enough to eat, where was the money to drink.
Although Zhao Kai doesn't drink much, when he was in college, Zhao Kai liked Bai Fumei, who was a winery in ancient wines, read a lot of books about ancient wines, and knew more about ancient wine than himself, but in the end, Bai Fumei didn't look at Zhao Kai and became a girlfriend of a rich second generation.
Thinking of the past, he looked out the window at the street belonging to the Northern Song Dynasty, sighed, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all.
It's been a month and a half since I came to the Northern Song Dynasty, and I still think it's incredible, I'm always afraid that I will wake up one day and find that everything is a dream, and I've turned back into one of the many dicks in the twentieth century.
Unconsciously, after half an hour, Zhao Kai had already drunk three glasses of wine, and felt a little dizzy, so he didn't go to drink, the dishes hadn't been served yet, it would be a pity if he was drunk.
After a while, Xiao Er came up with a tray with fragrant dishes and a bowl of rice.
Zhao Kai was already hungry, and he couldn't take care of his image, so he privately ate a chicken leg of the golden chicken and ate it by himself.
Golden chicken is a famous dish that is easy to cook in the Tang and Song dynasties, served in a white plate, the chicken is yellow like gold, the aroma is tangy, and it arouses people's appetite. Therefore, the great poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty said: "The hall is very green wine, and there is a golden chicken on the plate." ”
Xiao Er was also bored, and simply introduced the practice of golden chicken to Zhao Kai, "Golden chicken is one of the signature dishes of this store, the small one is to wash the chicken cleanly, boil it with sesame oil and salted water, add green onions and peppers, and wait for it to be cooked and nailed. ”
Zhao Kai finished eating the chicken thighs and looked at the roasted chicken again.
Xiao Er began to introduce the practice of baking chicken, saying, "Use a chicken, boil it for eight minutes, chop it into small pieces, put a little oil in the pot to heat it, put the chicken in it and fry it slightly, cover it with a hammer, burn it extremely hot, cook it with half of the wine vinegar and a little salt, wait for it to dry, and then cook." After several times like this, it is very crispy. ”
"I'll taste it." Zhao Kai picked up the chopsticks, added a piece of chicken, took a bite, it was really delicious, it was juicy, tender and refreshing, and he stopped after eating a few pieces.
During the Song Dynasty, the chickens were most famous for the Shu chicken, the Lu chicken, the Jing chicken and the Yue chicken. Chicken has become one of the precious dishes for entertaining guests. Cooking methods are becoming more and more diverse, with fine cooking, roasting, roasting, roasting, steaming, marinating, pickling, etc. or serve them whole, or cut them into pieces and stir-fry them for food, or make chicken soup, etc.
This kind of oven-roasted chicken, first boiled and then fried, cooked repeatedly, has become a famous southern dish with a thick fresh juice, crispy and refreshing taste. This kind of food method was transcribed by Zhu Yizun of the Qing Dynasty in "The Secret of the Food Constitution", and later generations also circulated among the people and was praised by people.
"Yes, the two golden chickens and roasted chickens you made are delicious, not bad, not bad."
Zhao Kai said two good things in a row, picked up the rice, and devoured it for a while.
It didn't take long for only two empty plates, an empty bowl and a pile of chicken bones to be left on the table.
It was the first time for Zhao Kai to have such a good appetite, and after eating so much, he didn't want to move with two chickens and a bowl of rice.
"Your cooking is very delicious, if it weren't for the restaurant opening opposite the alum, it would be very promising."