"Chicken, pork bones, scallops, ham, garlic, carrots, sugar cane, pepper..." Fang Yu muttered slowly, not loudly.

But after all, the middle-aged man beside the old man is a skilled practitioner, and it is natural to listen to it at such a close distance.

As a disciple of Master Huang Guorong, Lin Maozhou is already a well-known superchef in China. If it weren't for the special situation, it would be impossible for him to cook for Fang Yu in any case.

Today is for the sake of old friend Liu Zhenqiang; Second, Zhao Lei did have something wrong that day, he is not a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong, and he has to mean something; Sanlai also wants to mention this young man, let him know the background of the Yellow Gate, lest he don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky, and it will not end well in the future.

Therefore, Lin Maozhou made an exception to cook such a soup dish himself, and felt that he had paid enough attention to Fang Yu.

But he didn't expect that this young man named Fang Yu had only taken a few sips of soup, and he actually told the raw materials of this soup little by little.

He also heard what Zhuang Changyuan and Ma Wenxiu said just now, although he didn't like these two mean-natured nephews very much, but he also felt that what they said was right. I have been cooking this soup for more than 20 years, and there is something that a little hairy man who has just learned cooking for a few days can figure it out.

The combination of various ingredients in this consommé is very ingenious, and the ratio has also been modified, and finally after careful cooking, it has become a blend of flavors.

Under normal circumstances, the average chef will be able to distinguish that the main ingredient is a hen at most, and even a more powerful one may be able to distinguish the unique and rich flavor of the raw materials, such as ham, dried scallops or something, and even guess that there is enlarged garlic by the way. But this young man even tasted the soft taste of carrots, and only a small piece of sugar cane...

Lin Maozhou pinched himself secretly, it's not an illusion, but it's not scientific.

Lin Maozhou was secretly surprised there, Fang Yu had already finished tasting the clear soup and turned his attention to the brown unidentified object in the center of the bowl.

Fang Yu gently tapped the piece with a spoon, the surface was smooth, slightly elastic, and somewhat like a steamed egg.

Could it be some kind of special ingredient, Fang Yu couldn't help but think of a certain food animation he watched before. Since there is such a thing as a taste chopstick in this world, maybe there will be...

"You're thinking too much." Wei Zhen felt that this kid was about to be played by himself, and his brain hole was actually opened to the sky.

Fang Yu tried to cut a small piece with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

"Huh...?"

Before Fang Yu's teeth could catch it, the small piece of thing slid directly down his tongue down his throat.

That silky feeling...

Fang Yu hurriedly stopped his infinitely divergent thinking, this thing was really demonic.

Tender, smooth, fragrant, soft, don't want a good taste, with a fresh and sweet clear soup, you can immerse yourself in it and relax.

It's a pity that the bite just now was swallowing dates, and I haven't really tasted it yet. Fang Yu couldn't wait to scoop another spoonful, carefully crushing it with his tongue and palate.

The smooth surface cracked, and a very different fragrance erupted on the tip of the tongue.

It is a completely different sweetness from the previous one, but it is a wonderful mellow aroma.

Fang Yu stirred his tongue, trying not to be intoxicated by this charming aroma while pursuing the root of this fragrance.

Such an indulgent rich aroma and heavy flavor should be an ingredient rich in animal fat. Inherited from our ancestors, we have a love for animal fats.

The animal has a strong fragrance, and the taste is so delicate and brown... Seven or eight times out of ten it's liver!

Foie gras, duck liver, pork liver, which one?

Fang Yu has lived in Wuyang City, which claims to be able to eat anything and dare to eat anything, for so many years, except for a few rare and expensive ingredients, he has tasted most of the food on the market.

This unidentified object does not have the fishy smell of foie gras and duck liver, and the fragrance is more like pork liver, but the taste is smoother than the most beautiful pork liver, more like steamed eggs, which is really difficult to judge.

Wait, steamed eggs... Fang Yu had a flash of inspiration, which was made by mashing and adding egg whites.

"Papapapa" applaudation appeared clearly in Fang Yu's mind.

"Xiao Yuzi, I didn't expect you to really be able to guess." The taste chopstick made a sound of smashing his mouth, and said regretfully: "It's really good, this time is really good, I was still waiting for you to beg me." ”

Fang Yu listened to Wei Zhen's words, without a trace of pride, and muttered in his mouth: "No, it's still not right." ”

Zhuang Changyuan and Ma Wenxiu, who were standing next to them, had already been stunned by Fang Yu's ability to crack the recipe for clear soup, but now when they heard Fang Yu's mouth babbling again, their hairs stood on end.

Oh my God, this guy can't even discover the secret of liver cream.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible..."

There is an old Chinese saying that "if you fake ten thousand books, you can spread one sentence if you really pass on one sentence." ”

There are many so-called secret legends that are nothing special when they are broken, but they are all the products of continuous accumulation and research by the ancestors on the basis of a moment of inspiration.

For example, in the Luo Shu in Feng Shui, the mantra is "wear nine shoes one, left three right seven, two four for the shoulder, six or eight for the foot", and the drawing is the nine-palace diagram.

The nine numbers are represented by nine stars, namely: one white greedy wolf, two black giant gates, three Bi Lucun, four green Wenqu, five Huang Lianzhen, six white martial arts, seven red broken army, eight white left auxiliary, and nine purple right Bi.

According to the saying of "three yuan and nine fortunes", the earth qi is transported in 20 years, and 180 years is a small cycle, with a total of nine fortunes, one star and one fortune.

To look at feng shui, you must know how to use the nine-palace diagram to "move the plate", so that the stars enter the middle palace, and the remaining eight stars change their positions according to a certain law, and each star flies to each palace, which is called "flying star".

Sounds complicated, makes people's heads big, doesn't it?

In fact, if you don't use that nine-star fool person who is cheating, and directly restore it back to nine numbers, this is actually a nine-base math game. Students who are good at playing Sudoku can basically play as long as they figure out the principle, but the difference is whether they use scratch paper or not.

But if no one tells you the trick here, then you can toss it yourself, and you may not be able to figure it out in your life.

Fang Yu really has an excellent understanding, and he actually guessed this magical soup dish with his five senses and sharp thinking.

But that last point, which is also the key to determining the unbelievable tenderness, is almost impossible to guess without trying it in practice.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Wei Zhen stopped selling Guanzi and quietly mentioned Fang Yu, "Think about it, how did the soup stock become clear soup." ”

Fang Yu followed the hint of the chopstick, and thought carefully: "Sweep the soup, strain it, and... Wait, filter! Fang Yu thought of a possibility, and immediately opened his mouth.

"This is made with pork liver juice and egg whites?" Fang Yu unconsciously said the thoughts in his head.

The living room suddenly became silent, and the original sound of drinking soup and talking disappeared. Everyone had their eyes on Fang Yu.

Fang Yu was amazed by the wonderful creativity of his predecessors at this time, still savoring and thinking attentively, unaware of the strangeness in the living room.

The pork liver itself is nutritious and has a delicate taste, and has always been a frequent guest on the table of Chinese people. Even the baby's recipe has pork liver puree.

Generally, the pork liver puree for babies needs to remove the fascia, liver tube and other debris, chop, and then chop into mushrooms, the finer the better, and it is best to melt in the mouth. Because babies don't have teeth and can't chew.

This dish is actually developed from the idea of pork liver puree. It's just that in order to pursue extreme taste, it adopts a more extreme approach.

Fang Yu roughly restored the framework of this dish in his mind, and came back to his senses with satisfaction, only to find that everyone was looking at him.

Fang Yu was a little inexplicable, he touched his face, he didn't eat his face, what do you think I'm doing?

After all, Jiang was still old and spicy, and the old man saw that Fang Yu was uncomfortable, smiled slightly, and took the initiative to break the strange atmosphere.

"Xiao Fang, how is it, you still have the habit of eating this clear soup liver paste in Maozhou."

Seeing the old man asking, Fang Yu hurriedly replied: "Master Lin's clear soup liver paste is really ingenious. The liver juice is mixed with egg whites to make the liver paste rich and smooth. I didn't want to eat this taste before, and I had never even heard of it. Paired with the sweet and top-notch consommé and crispy bamboo sunflower, this soup dish is almost perfect in terms of taste and texture. Admiration, really admiration. ”

"I can really taste it!" Ma Wenxiu looked frightened.

"Pinch me." Zhuang Changyuan said dumbfoundedly, "Oh, you're really pinching." ”

"Is it really, impossible, I must not have woken up yet, and I am still on the second level of the dream." Ma Wenxiu was already a little incoherent, and the things in front of him were completely beyond his imagination.

Seeing that the two second goods were talking more and more unlikely, Lin Maozhou coughed loudly a few times to remind them to pay attention. But these two guys are unconscious, and they are still talking to themselves.

Lin Maozhou couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to stop it. These two guys are just going to stop.

Fang Yu didn't laugh at the two of them. He knew that his performance relied on his extraordinary five senses, the experience of the whole world, and the "old man" he carried with him, and his actual ability was not as extraordinary as everyone thought.

In order to avoid being misunderstood by everyone, Fang Yu hurriedly and cautiously explained: "Oh, Master Huang, Master Lin, although I haven't eaten this dish, I vaguely heard the elders mention it in my memory. It's a pity that I was injured in a car accident when I was a child, and my memory is too vague, and I only remembered it while eating. ”

Lin Maozhou showed such an expression, but the old man remained silent, still looking at Fang Yu with a smile, and said unhurriedly:

"It's a good thing for young people to be modest, but if you're too modest, you're not energetic."

"Master Huang, I really am..."

The old man waved his hand, "Don't always be a master, I'm just a bad old man who can cook, and I can't be a master." Mr. Yongan and I are also teachers and friends, Ling Zun should be the same generation as Mr. Yong'an, I will take advantage, you can call me uncle. ”

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, this unfolding is too amazing, so wouldn't I become Zhao Lei's junior uncle.

The old man was stunned when he saw Fang Yu, and deliberately joked: "What, I think it's a loss to call my uncle, and it's okay to call my uncle." Don't worry, I won't ask you to give them a few juniors red envelopes. ”