The soup cup is a small piece of gold-trimmed porcelain, a small one that is delicate and ingenious, it looks very pleasing, although it is covered, but there are still wisps of aroma wafting out along the gaps, Tian Cheng looked at it for a while, and asked curiously: "Curious special aroma, what is the name of this soup?" ”

"This soup is called Qinglian Fresh Soup, which is adapted by our chef based on a traditional famous dish," the waiter opened the lid for the two of them, took a step back slightly, and said, "Please use it slowly." ”

Unlike the fragrant soup you usually drink, the color of the soup in front of you is extremely clear, and a piece of tofu carved into the shape of a lotus flower is plated at the bottom of the bowl, gently turning with the ripples of the soup.

Shen Jinchu moved her little nose, her eyes lit up slightly, she picked up the spoon and stirred it in the slightly shallow position of the soup cup.

The tofu underneath spun around twice, but no residue or foam poured up.

Shen Jinchu nodded with satisfaction, and then drank the first sip of soup.

At the moment, the temperature of the soup is just right, the warm soup with a rich fragrance, after rolling on the tip of the tongue, then charging to the rest of the mouth, the first taste of the mouth is like a sudden delicious storm, but after the soup slides down the throat, the faint aftertaste makes people feel long.

"It's delicious!"

As soon as Shen Jinchu tasted this mouthful, Tian Cheng had already drunk half a bowl of oranges, and he couldn't help but praise while drinking: "Why is this soup so fresh?" And this fresh aroma is so natural, natural, and there is no deliberate feeling at all. ”

"Hatsuchu, what do you think?"

Shen Jinchu shook his head, took a second sip, and then put down the spoon and pursed his lips thoughtfully.

Seeing her strange expression, the waiter couldn't help but ask, "This young lady, do you think there is anything bad about this soup?" ”

Tian Cheng also looked at Shen Jinchu: "Won't it?" Today's meal, I think the best thing to eat is this bowl of soup......"

"It can't be said that it's not good," Shen Jinchu tilted his head and thought for a while, "It's just that something is missing." ”

"What's missing?"

A somewhat excited male voice suddenly came from the side, Shen Jinchu was startled, she looked up a little dazedly, and saw a man in a chef's uniform walking over quickly, followed by a middle-aged man with gentle eyebrows.

"Little girl, tell me what's missing in this soup?" The head chef pulled over the empty chair next to him and sat down directly beside Shen Jinchu, "I've been studying this soup for more than a month, and I've tried all kinds of ingredients, but it still can't reach the ideal level......

"Lao Yang, don't worry," the middle-aged man who followed behind walked over and patted the chef on the shoulder, "Say slowly, people are here, you can't run." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, your soup should be made with eight kinds of extremely fresh ingredients, supplemented by seasonal vegetables, after a long time of boiling," Shen Jinchu said, "The heat control of this soup is the top priority, even if it is burned for a short time, the taste will change fundamentally." ”

"That's right!" Chef Yang slapped the table suddenly, "Little girl, you are a connoisseur!" Could it be that you will make this soup too? ”

"No, no, no," Shen Jinchu waved his hand again and again, "This soup is too difficult, it takes time and effort to make, and I can't make it well." ”

She paused, then continued in a soft voice, "However, I have seen the recipe for this soup. ”