Chapter Seventy-Seven: Chef Tang Boqiang

"I can't say if I can beat him, but I can't beat him. Liu Qiang always remembered this matter, and asked me to find time for Brother Qiang to teach him, but in fact, he didn't believe that Brother Qiang could fight. Hehe, after a while, I'll let him taste Brother Qiang's power. Shi Wenhua said proudly.

"Hehe, we have a martial arts master hidden in our house, I really can't see it. Alas, Wenyu, you can try tonight to see if Brother Qiang is really so powerful. "My brother and sister-in-law chatted with the little sister who was going to be a bride, Wen Jing and Wenhua were both from the past, and Wen Jing spoke unabashedly, but this sentence still made Wen Yu blush.

As they chatted, a burst of fragrance wafted out of the kitchen, and Shi Wenhua's eyes suddenly lit up: "Well, this is the taste, this is the taste that I ate at Brother Qiang's house and made by my aunt." Brother Qiang is powerful, Brother Qiang is powerful. ”

"Look at your gluttony, it's really so delicious?" Wen Jing looked at the culture and said.

"Hehe, whether it's delicious or not, you'll know in a moment." Culture doesn't argue either.

As soon as Wenhua's words fell, Tang Boqiang shouted in the kitchen: "Wenyu, set the table, you can serve the food immediately." ”

"Okay." Wen Yu immediately jumped up from the chair, set up the table with his hands and feet, and set up the dishes and chopsticks for the four people, the chairs, and the garlic, small grinding sesame oil and soy sauce that the people of Octagon Town must have for dinner.

Wen Yu and Tang Boqiang brought the prepared meals to the table from the kitchen, and after a while, a full table of meals was presented in front of everyone.

Tang Boqiang beckoned everyone to sit around the table, Shi Wenhua set up a chair, and carefully held Wen Jing's hand to let Wen Jing sit down, Tang Boqiang saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but praise: "Hehe, look at our culture, what a good husband, a good gentleman, I want to learn from you." Wen Jing also made no secret of her kindness and praise for culture, saying: "Yes, culture has always been very good to me, it can be said that everything is good to me, full of happiness!" ”

Tang Boqiang and Wen Yu looked at each other and smiled, without words, that look already said everything.

"Today is a special day, let's stop drinking, those who drink tea drink tea, and those who drink boiled water drink boiled water." Wen Jing, who is careful and has a medical background, is worried that the culture will bring up drinking again, and as soon as she sits down, she sets the tone. Of course, Tang Boqiang understood what Wen Jing meant, and said: "Okay, I'll listen to Wen Jing today, Wen Jing is the greatest, she has the final say." ”

After everyone sat down, Tang Boqiang began to introduce his recipes one by one: "This is poached eggs, this is sweet and sour nail nails, this is fried noodles 'ants on the tree', this is braised eggplant in sauce, this is fried prawns, and this is white-cut chicken." As for the green vegetables, it's this plate of lettuce, which is used to wrap the 'ants on the tree' and eat it, killing two birds with one stone. The chicken and chicken soup were made by Wenyu early, and I didn't dare to invite Gongha. ”

"Come on, let's celebrate Brother Qiang and Wenyu together!" After Tang Boqiang's introduction, Wenwen and Wenjing raised their glasses, Tang Boqiang and Wen Yu also raised their glasses, and the crisp sound of clinking glasses echoed in the living room.

"Brother Qiang, can you explain why fried noodles are called 'ants on the tree'?" Wen Jing couldn't wait to ask.

"This is actually the name of a dish in Octagon Town, not an invention of our family, many people in Octagon Town will make it, and Wenyu did it last time. The method is to choose a good and fresh 'Shahe noodles', fry the rice noodles with oil until they are slightly yellow, add chopped green onions and fry them for a while, provided that they do not fry the paste, and then add some soy sauce after the fragrance of the green onions floats up, so that the noodles themselves have a taste, and then put them in such a big bowl as they are now. ”

"The most important thing is to make this dish, I used eggs, chopped green onions, shrimp, diced chicken, shiitake mushrooms, etc. together in an iron pot to fry and adjust the taste, and then slowly add the cornstarch of the adjusted concentration to it, so that it is thin and even, too thin is not good, too thick and not delicious. After it is done, the gourd is evenly poured on the fried powder, and the mushrooms, diced meat, shrimp, etc. in it look like ants climbing trees, so the people of Octagonal Town call this dish 'ants on the tree'. When eating, it is best to wrap it with washed lettuce and eat it together, it has a unique flavor. Tang Boqiang explained the name, method and eating method of "ants on the tree" to Wen Jingting in one breath.

Wen Jing couldn't wait anymore, so she immediately picked up a lettuce leaf, and wanted to eat it wrapped in "ants on the tree", Tang Boqiang saw it and hurriedly said: "Wait, I'll stir the root and powder thoroughly, so that the taste is good." Tang Boqiang took Wen Jing's lettuce leaves while stirring well, put the stirred powder in the lettuce leaves, carefully wrapped it and handed it to Wen Jing.

Before Wen Jing's thank you word was finished, the powder had already entered her mouth, "Well, it's delicious, it's delicious, the fragrance of powder and green onions; the deliciousness of shrimp, chicken and shiitake mushrooms; lubrication of the thickener; There is also the crispness and refreshingness of lettuce. Perfect, Brother Qiang. No, I'm going to wrap this plate of noodles. ”

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, Brother Qiang has already made a dose of 5 people, you eat slowly, you haven't tasted the rest yet, maybe it's even better than this." Wen Yu said with a smile.

Shi Wenhua, who was sitting next to Wen Jing, couldn't wait, so he brought lettuce wrapped in flour and ate it happily, and said while eating: "Brother Qiang, what you do is no worse than your aunt, and there are even innovations." The materials used by this ant on the tree are different from my aunt's, it looks good, it tastes better, and it can be said that it has good color, flavor and flavor. Hey, Brother Qiang, I'm going to convince you again. ”

Seeing that everyone liked it, Tang Boqiang was naturally happy, however, the happiest person was Wenyu. She knew that Tang Boqiang was smart and capable, and he had always been her idol, but she never thought that he was so good at cooking. She is happy for herself and for her beloved.

Looking at and thinking about it, the smile and happiness were already written on Wen Yu's face, but everyone was taking care of eating, and no one paid attention to the change in her expression.

With a smile, Wen Yu picked up a poached egg and put it in Tang Boqiang's bowl, and said softly: "Hard work!" Tang Boqiang smiled knowingly and looked at Wen Jing with his eyes, the smart Wen Yu immediately understood what Tang Boqiang meant, and picked up a poached egg and put it in Wen Jing's bowl and said: "Sister-in-law, try this, it looks inconspicuous, but you will know that it is delicious after trying it." ”

At this time, Wen Jing was enjoying the delicious taste of "ants on the tree" with all her might, and when she saw the poached eggs that Wen Yu sandwiched, she also agreed with Wen Yu's statement, which really didn't look good.

Wen Jing thought to herself: Although this kind of purse is different from what I fried, it is not as delicious as Wen Yu said, right? Although she thought so, she didn't want to sweep Wenyu's excitement, so she picked up this poached egg and put it in her mouth and took a bite, "Well, the egg is fragrant, the skin is slightly crispy, and the filling inside is even more delicious and juicy, it can really be said that the mouth is full of fragrance, it seems that I still listen to Wenyu, taste everything, otherwise it will be a big loss." After saying that, Wen Jing slowed down her pace and tasted each dish on the table one by one.

Every time you taste it, you will be amazed. After tasting the sauce-flavored eggplant, Wen Jing looked at Tang Boqiang with wide eyes, as if looking at a monster, and said: "Brother Qiang, this is a recipe from a hotel restaurant, what they make is not as delicious as what you make, you make it soft, smooth, fragrant, and there is no astringent taste." Hehe, I think you should stop being a doctor, you are hard, tired and poor, you might as well be a chef. If you're a chef, you're definitely a top chef. ”