Chapter Seventy-One: Red Simmered Eel

After coming back from Qingyu Street, Mu Bangxiang went back to Mingyue Tower directly, and as soon as he entered the house, he was blocked by Xiangxiang.

"Something?"

Because of Li Yan, the two of them didn't deal with each other in the first place, and her tone was naturally not polite.

After pushing Mu Bang Xiang into the room, Xiang Xiang closed the door and lowered her voice: "I don't have a chance, you go quickly, otherwise it will be a dead end." ”

Mu Bangxiang frowned, not understanding what she meant, and just about to open her mouth to ask what was going on, Xiangxiang had already pushed open the door and ran out.

Something was wrong, Mu Bangxiang immediately followed, but saw that Steward Zhao had brought a lot of people to Xiangxiang's house, and she immediately shrank back.

Pushing open the corner of the door, I quietly checked the situation outside, but unfortunately I didn't hear anything.

"Sister, there is me!" The steamed bun that had been waiting for a long time came out immediately, and he had been thinking about helping Mu Bangxiang do something, but the identity of the ghost.

Yes! I almost forgot that there were steamed buns.

"Okay, then go and see what's going on in the house over there."

The steamed bun nodded slightly, and then floated out of the house and went straight to Xiangxiang.

After waiting for a long time, the steamed bun came back, and Mu Bangxiang couldn't wait to ask, "How is it?" ”

"Steward Zhao said that he would take Xiangxiang to serve the guests in Elysium, and let her prepare well." Mantou scratched his head. "Steward Zhao has a yellow talisman with him, and I have no way to get close."

Hmph, it must be that I have done too many bad things, and I am afraid of retribution, so I will do this.

Mu Bangxiang thought about it for a long time, and she couldn't guess where the Elysium was.

"Sister, I'm hungry." Ghosts don't have a sense of taste, but they can't hold back their appetites!

Although the steamed bun is dead, he has eaten the meals made by Mu Bangxiang, and three meals a day are indispensable.

Whenever she encounters something, she always likes to think while cooking, and she always has inspiration in her head.

The kitchen of Mingyue Building is very large, and the ingredients are also very complete, and there are more than 20 cooks in the whole kitchen, in order to meet the needs of every guest, which can be said to have achieved the ultimate service.

Mu Bangxiang glanced at the steamed bun squatting on the stove: "What do you want to eat?" ”

"I love whatever you do." The steamed bun holds a cheek raiser and looks very cute.

"Little ghost, when did your mouth become so sweet?" Mu Bangxiang was also in trouble for a while, and she didn't know what to cook.

Mantou explained on the side: "Sister, I really won't tell you that when I was a beggar, I also tasted leftovers from various restaurants, and their cooks' skills are really not as good as yours." ”

Mu Bangxiang also deliberately teased him, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

There was a violent crashing sound of the wooden barrel next to "Poof", and she leaned over to see that it was a black eel.

Mu Bangxiang smiled, pointed to the eel and asked, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

Mantou nodded vigorously.

"Who uses eels?" After all, it was the ingredients in the kitchen, and out of politeness, Mu Bangxiang still asked.

Before the words fell, a fat man with a big belly walked out, and he glanced at Mu Bangxiang with disdain.

"You're the best cooking prostitute who's been in demand lately?"

He deliberately accentuated the last two words, making it clear that they were mocking.

The steamed bun approached and introduced: "Sister, this guy is the chef Wang Yidao who was dug up by Mingyue Lou with a lot of money, and he was very disdainful when he heard that you made dishes before, thinking that you were just empty." ”

Mu Bangxiang pursed his lips, the best way for this kind of person is to speak with strength, smash his face swollen and smash, and he will not dare to come to trouble in the future.

"Bibi?"

The moment the words came out, the other cooks in the kitchen laughed, in their eyes, Mu Bangxiang was just a trick, where would they really cook.

Wang Yidao sneered: "Bibi is no problem, don't lose when the time comes, call all your meticulous guests over in bed, then it will be difficult for me." ”

He shouted to the lively cook: "After all, those are high-ranking officials and nobles, we can't afford to offend!" ”

Mu Bangxiang was too lazy to talk nonsense, leaned over to scoop up an eel, brandished the kitchen knife in his hand, and in a short time, the live eel had been cleaned up.

Seeing her way of catching and killing fish, the cooks immediately closed their mouths, and Wang Yidao didn't dare to be careless, and he also began to deal with the eels.

Wang Yidao is especially good at river fresh, seafood and other ingredients, and eel is his specialty.

After the eel was cut into small pieces, he walked over to the cupboard, opened the small copper lock, and took out a glass jar from inside.

Mu Bangxiang glanced at it curiously, it contained a red liquid, which looked a bit like wine.

It seems that Wang Yidao should be braised eel in red wine.

Coincidentally, she was planning to have Shaoxing old wine to make red simmered eel, and now she wants to see who is better.

The surface of the eel has a layer of slippery mucus and fluff on the surface of the eel, which needs to be cleaned before cooking, otherwise the smell will be very strong.

Wang Yidao rubbed it with plant ash, and then washed it repeatedly, and the eel was washed clean.

This was a trick that the cook knew, and when they saw the same method used not far away, they immediately realized that the beautiful prostitute in front of them might really have two hits.

Put the hot oil in the pot, stir-fry in the pot, full of posture, and look like a veteran.

Seeing this, the cooks couldn't help but sigh, the Mu Bang Xiang technique was dazzling, maybe they couldn't do it themselves.

After a while, the kitchen was filled with the strong aroma of eel, mixed with the rich aroma of wine, and the cooks inside gradually couldn't help but indulge in it, and they couldn't remember the original purpose, just wanted to taste what the eel tasted like.

Two plates of eels were brought to the table at about the same time, looking the same color, and then you could see the difference when you looked closer.

The eel of Mu Bangxiang looks brighter red, while Wang Yidao's is red with a hint of pink.

After glancing at the wolf-like cook, Mu Bangxiang looked at Wang Yidao with a smile: "The eel is just such a plate, it's not enough for other people to eat, why don't we taste each other and then make an evaluation?" ”

If he hadn't seen Mu Bangxiang kill the fish, Wang Yidao would definitely not agree, and now that he knows that she has real power, he doesn't want others to know the result.

"Good!"

After seeing that the two of them agreed, the other cooks could not hide their disappointment, and had to say that the fragrance of the eel just now had already made everyone salivate, and now they can't eat it, which is called a pain.

The happiest thing is the steamed buns, he has just quietly tasted the soup in the pot, it is so delicious.

So he naturally hopes that as few people eat as possible, so that he can eat a few more pieces.

Mu Bangxiang took the lead in sandwiching a piece of Wang Yidao, and after tasting it carefully, she began to rely on: "The eel is soft and glutinous, plus the faint aroma of wine, with a hint of fruity aroma, the taste is really good." ”