Chapter 28: Chinese Cuisine (2)

"I see, I said how could there be such a strong fishy smell, it turned out that the root knot was here, and I thought it was made in the soup!" Bayard praised. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"There is also one aspect of this, you think you can put some effort into making soup, there is a place in my hometown where everyone will make soup, and the noodles under different soup bases have a different flavor!" Murong Tao said, and he couldn't help but saliva overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

While the two of them were studying the food, the waiter who delivered the food came running back, and his reply was similar to what he had ordered. Obviously, the Duke of Loire and the others were indeed attracted by their bowl of beef knife-cut noodles, and clamored for another bowl.

"Now take out these snacks!" Bayard was surprised to find that the guy who was still discussing food knowledge with him just now didn't know when he came up with a few delicate dim sum dishes as if by magic, but those dim sum seemed to have a combination with the dough material he had just seen.

As the waiter went out with his plate, Bayard couldn't help but ask, "Those little snacks are also made from this dough, right?" ā€

"Of course not, even though it looks the same dough, the filling inside is different." Murong Tao said with a smile on his face, "You can really guess something at a glance, but your observation is not subtle enough, didn't you see the three dough of the same size left when I was with the noodles just now?" Actually, it looks like a third of the dough taken from a large dough, but it's not, it's three different internal doughs that come out of the dough at the same time. ā€

"When did you prepare? I patronized to talk to you and didn't think in this direction at all! Bayard was surprised, "Alas, you used to praise me for being a god of food, but now it seems that my talent is not even a tenth of yours, no, one percent is not an exaggeration!" ā€

"This can't be said to be talent, it's just a means of making a living." Murong Tao said, his eyes looked at the moon outside the window, "I have been an orphan since I was a child, I was adopted and raised by my master, I have worked hard for food and clothing since I was very young, everything was forced out, right?" ā€

"I see." Bayard sighed and said, "I'm sorry, your life reminds me of my long-lost brother. Back in the day, we both lived in the same monastery, and every day we did the heavy work that even adults would find heavy for food and clothing, just in exchange for a small piece of black bread that even the dogs would not want to touch. At that time, my brother was growing up, so I lied that I was full, and left most of the black bread for my brother, but even so, I could not let him be fed, and finally once my brother stole the black bread of the church priest, and after being severely punished, he fled overnight. I don't know if it's life or death......"

Probably remembering something sad, Bayard had tears rolling in his eyes, Murong Tao could hear a heavy nasal voice, looking at this stout man also had such a side, Murong Tao put down the work in his hand, walked over, stretched out his powerful right hand, put his arms around Bayard's neck and comforted, "Okay, okay, the baby won't cry!" I'll be ready to eat for you! ā€

"Hahaha~!" The two apprentices were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, these two masters are so cute, and the atmosphere that was still suppressed just now suddenly became a lot more harmonious. Speaking of which, two people had a similar experience, how many children from poor families did not stay in the monastery in such dark times? Even if they are not orphans, because there are many children in the family, in order to feed these children who consume rations, those parents will ask someone to find a relationship to send those young children to the monastery, in their opinion, this may give their children a well-fed environment, but the monasteries in the Middle Ages are not all paradise, those children enter the monastery not to enjoy happiness, but to work, some things that even the low-level priests are not willing to do, will fall on these children who have not yet reached adulthood, and many children flee because of this, Or be exhausted to death.

"By the way, is there a monastery in Port Cherbourg?" Murong Tao suddenly had a plan.

"No, you're trying to ask where Bishop William's church is?" Bayard explained to Murong Tao, "Actually, Bishop William does not belong to the bishop of Cherbourg Port, but his diocese covers Cherbourg Port, in fact, his church is not far from Cherbourg Port, which is a small fishing village, because of the developed maritime industry, it is easy to come to Cherbourg." ā€

A dialog box came out at this time, and it was an introduction to the small fishing village of Bavler.

"During the Hundred Years' War, many coastal ports and towns throughout the Nopandy region were severely damaged, and in 1346 the port of Bavrell was not spared and was sacked by Edward III of England, when the port of Bavrell had a town of nearly 6,000 people.

St. Thomas Avenue is the only main thoroughfare in Port Bavrere.

The town's only output is lobsters, and the town's fishermen enthusiastically recommend their catch to passing merchants.

The Church of St. Nicholas is located in the port of Bavrel, with a solemn and heavy appearance, located at the front of the fishing port pier, and the church is topped by a tall spire that stands out! ā€

"The new function of the travel recorder has been successfully activated!" An electronic synthesized voice suddenly remembered, "You currently have two pieces of historical information that you can enjoy. ā€

What is this travel recorder for? Murong Tao roughly has a certain understanding, probably when he arrives in a new place, or mentions a place, the system will record it, and the next time he arrives at that place, he can enjoy it, which is a good thing, just like carrying an encyclopedia that can record.

"Well, the Duke of Loire told you and Master Bayard to go to the Frontrooms now!" The waiter walked in, a little embarrassed.

"Didn't he say what it was?" Murong Tao put down the things in his hand and instructed the two apprentices, "If I wait and shout at you outside, you will bring out the rest of the food, and in the future, you two will be the core force of the tavern, and it will be good to show a familiar face in front of these upper-class nobles." ā€

The two apprentices were stunned for a moment, and then a grateful smile spread across their faces, knowing that no matter which tavern, the chef could not come to the front hall to meet the customers by himself. This is Murong Tao giving them the opportunity to get to know these dignitaries, although they are more willing to follow Murong Tao to the sea like Master Bayard to practice, but it is also urgent to be able to take on the important matter of supporting the sailor's tavern.

The waiter looked at the two apprentices with great envy, speaking of which, these two lucky boys have not been in the tavern for as long as they are, and they can already serve as tavern cooks, thinking that they are dozens of years old, and they are just a waiter, it is a little sad. However, he also had confidence in the owner of this tavern, looking at the whole tavern in the port of Cherbourg, which one of the dukes took the initiative to taste the food?

The two came to the front hall one after the other, and Murong Tao noticed the scene of empty plates on the table, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile a little. It seems that it is not a bad thing to ask the two of them to come out, and Bayard is also really relieved.

"Did I know that these are also the masterpieces of Master Bayard?" The Duke of Loire stood up abruptly and gave a noble salute to Bayard, "As a master, I am very satisfied with what I have eaten today." But you, the food you promised me from the land of Ming? ā€

"Well, actually, Lord Duke, you thank the wrong person, I didn't make any effort to all the food here today, it's just a start, all the food ideas here come from that mysterious country called Ming!" Bayard didn't take any credit, and directly took a few steps back, shifting everyone's attention to Murong Tao, "To be honest, I watched from the side for a whole afternoon, and I really benefited a lot. It turns out that there are such wonderful cooking methods in this world! Although I heard that his cooking skills are only the tip of the iceberg, and he was only forced out for the sake of food and clothing, it is already a supreme honor for me. ā€

Fantastic means of cooking?!

Tip of the iceberg?!

Food and clothing problems?!

Forced out?!

These words were captured by the Duke of the Loire and the boy opposite, and it was clear that these delicacies that they were full of praise were just ordinary goods, so what were the delicacies made by those truly magical chefs? Could it be that the self-proclaimed chefs in Paris are rubbish in the eyes of others? Do you say that all you have eaten in the past few years is garbage? This simply hurts self-esteem!

"What Master Bayard said is too exaggerated, but whenever a person tries something he has never seen before, he will probably have the feeling of Lord Duke just now, food should be constantly innovated to satisfy people's desire to constantly improve!" Murong Tao explained, "It's like when I first met Master Bayard, when I was about to starve to death, Master Bayard personally made a soup pot for me with some animal offal, I thought it was a delicacy in the world. ā€

"I see!" The young man, who had not spoken, interjected, "The Duke asked you to come here mainly to ask about the magical things added to these foods, and these small snacks, which are also very peculiar. ā€

Murong Tao just glanced at the young man who was asking, guessed his identity, and hurriedly replied, "This is a knife-cut noodle made from the raw materials used to make black bread, and this is an animal pastry made by hand with the same raw materials, in fact, it is worthless, it is easy to find food on the market." It's no match for the Imperial Chefs, who spend their days racking their brains to make beautiful food with those high-priced ingredients. ā€