Chapter 167: The finale is a good soup
This eggplant is torn directly from fresh eggplant.
It was cooked directly through the water and served on the table. Seeing this shameless and tasteless dish, everyone couldn't figure out what Song Kun was going to do.
The eggplant itself actually has a flavor of its own.
In particular, raw eggplant, like seafood, can be eaten without oil and salt, but eating too much will cause the stomach to reflux acid.
The plate of eggplant sent by Song Kun, although it has been steamed, is really dull when eaten like this.
Just when everyone was at a loss, Song Kun held a bowl of things in his hand and poured it directly on the eggplant. It was a bowl of yellow paste and shiny stuff, and it smelled of a strong sour aroma.
Use chopsticks to pick up a wisp of eggplant.
Put it in your mouth and taste it, the teahouse owner immediately tasted it, the golden sauce is made of wild pepper chopping, sour fragrance, but also with a strong garlic fragrance.
The minced garlic should have been stir-fried, with some sweetness in it.
The eggplant is very hot, and the temperature in the entrance is very high, and everyone breathes while trying to swallow the eggplant down their throats, although they advocate a healthy diet and say that they can't eat anything too hot.
But many people know that they just can't change it.
Because piping hot food tends to have a stronger flavor.
Once the temperature of some delicious foods is lowered, the taste will also be several levels lower.
Therefore, this eggplant must be at this piping hot temperature to be the most delicious.
The sour and spicy wild pepper is mixed with minced garlic, the color is golden, mixed with fried sesame oil, the outer layer is shining, mixed with the soft eggplant, and all the flavors are blended with the eggplant.
The eggplant was torn apart and eaten little by little, and a lot of the soup that soaked out of it was piled up on the plate.
The teahouse owner scooped a bowl of white rice, then picked up the plate and poured all the soup on top of the rice.
The golden broth is mixed with the rice, and even the rice grains turn golden brown.
Take a bite, there is the aroma of rice, there is a sour aroma, and there is a sour aroma, such a bowl of rice, that is, eat alone, do not want any dishes, a normal man, eat three bowls is not a problem at all.
The owner of the teahouse felt that this golden sauce could be sold separately.
Sell it to office workers who can't cook, and take it home whether it's cooking noodles or white rice, the taste is enough. If you are diligent and want to cook a dish or something, you can cook a vegetarian dish casually and use a little of this sauce, and the taste will definitely not lose to the restaurants outside.
The owner of the teahouse blinked his eyes, maybe he would specialize in selling this sauce and make a brand.
Like the "Old Mother" brand of flavored tempeh sauce, isn't that so popular all over the world?
While eating the dishes made by Song Kun, the owner of the teahouse kept coming up with various ideas in his head.
Soon, eight cold dishes and twelve hot dishes were all on the table, and everyone felt that each dish, although it looked very ordinary, and the ingredients were cheap and affordable, but when Song Kun made it like this and placed it on the table, it felt different.
"Isn't there still a soup? After eating so many dishes, I was overwhelmed, and I wanted to drink the soup slowly. ”
Someone said this, and everyone realized that the hot that Song Kun said was not on yet.
From these previous dishes, you can already think that the next soup must be a very simple and cheap soup.
Because, to stew a good pot of soup, the ingredients needed are not simple.
After all, soup is something that nourishes people.
What kind of cabbage and tofu soup, tomato omelette soup or something, at best, is called boiling water, but it can't be called soup in the real sense.
The soup must be nutritious and mellow to drink.
But with a budget of 200 yuan, such a large table of dishes has been prepared, and it is really difficult to serve another good soup.
So, someone said: "What kind of soup to drink, just be able to drink boiling water, it is already our luck to be able to eat such a table of good dishes, so don't embarrass that child anymore." ”
The people around echoed it.
The owner of the teahouse, but he didn't think so, although this Song Kun is a teenager, but his strength should not be underestimated, after eight cold dishes, the twelve hot dishes, one by one is more amazing than the other, it can be seen that this child is doing things with his heart.
Therefore, the next soup that has not yet been served must be the finale.
The teahouse owner took a sip of white water and rinsed his mouth, he planned to wait and taste Song Kun's last work.
At this time, many people are already a little impatient.
They think that the big dishes have already been served, but a soup has been waiting for so long, it seems that this Song Kun is not very good at arranging time:
"The soup should have been stewed a long time ago, and then made other dishes, so as to kill two birds with one stone!"
"That's right, it seems that Song Kun, this kid is still too young, he doesn't know how to control time reasonably, you must know that this is what we are eating, if it is in a restaurant, the guest will not give you that much time."
The owner of the teahouse looked at these people and said with a blank face:
"Song Kun made it for us for free, and you didn't contribute money or effort, and you complained so much!"
The boss spoke out in support of Song Kun, and now everyone stopped talking.
Everyone was full at this time, and most of the dishes on the table were cold.
At this moment, a strange fragrance suddenly came from the side.
Everyone smelled it, and after exclaiming, they immediately looked towards the source of the fragrance, only to see Song Kun walking over from the kitchen with a casserole.
The casserole is the best vessel for keeping warm.
The soup inside should still be boiling, and the fragrance that kept coming out of the hole diffused to all sides, and everyone kept sniffing when they smelled it.
Because it tastes so similar.
You can't tell what's in the pot by your nose, but you don't need to know the ingredients, you just sit down and wait to taste it.
The bottom of the casserole was very hot, and Song Kun didn't put it directly on the table.
But he laid it lightly on the ground, and said to the people:
"If you want to drink soup, bring the bowl, and I'll give you a bowl of scoop."
This fragrance has already made everyone smell bad.
The employees who were clamoring for having eaten just now threw their bowls to Song Kun. Song Kun opened the lid of the casserole, and an even stronger smell emerged from his casserole.
In the smoke, everyone saw that it was a pot of dark green soup.
There were clumps floating on it, like aquatic plants floating on the soup noodles.
Seeing the green and faint thing, everyone didn't know what it was, but the smell was really fragrant, and everyone held a bowl and saw the soup inside.
A layer of white oil, and underneath that is the green mass.
The appearance can still be seen to be one by one, but it is a dish that everyone does not recognize.