[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site" ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] "Master Zhou. Whether he's true or not, it's another thing if you do it. Cui Huaiguang is worthy of being the person sent by the Song family, and his head turned quickly, "Even if he is fake, I will still let out the wind." You just do it, you don't have to worry about the rest. ”

Cui Huaiguang urged Zhou Qingan to hurry to the kitchen, beckoned the guys to bring a pot of tea to Feng Wanfu's table, and told them to be careful.

"Lord Yuan, what's the matter with you?" Rui Xue only remembered at this time to ask Yuan Bin what he was doing here.

Yuan Bin smiled: "Your Excellency the Governor wants you to send a table and a banquet to the mansion, and I will come to pass the word." ”

"You are now a seventh-rank, why does the Governor still treat you as a small soldier? You just have to pass on the word. ”

Yuan Bin couldn't help laughing at himself: "Aren't I just a little soldier in the eyes of the Governor?" ”

Rui Xue didn't expect her casual words to cause Yuan Bin's displeasure, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that. It's just that Dad went out, so he could only ask Master Zhou to do it. Is Huai'an cuisine okay? ”

"Let Master Wang prepare Wensi tofu, and Master Zhou can do it, as long as you can cut the tender tofu into shreds."

"That'll have to wait a while." Rui Xue was embarrassed and said, "Master Zhou is busy." ”

"Ruixue, come here, help me figure out how to get this?" Zhou Qingan greeted Ruixue, who was talking to Yuan Bin, and nodded apologetically to Yuan Bin, "Lord Yuan, you wait, when I make this dish, let the two of you talk." ”

He didn't mean anything, but the last sentence was specially added, which made people feel that there was something else. The elementary school students around looked at Ruixue with a sneer.

Yuan Bin just smiled, but Rui Xue turned red, stomped her feet shyly, and said, "Master Zhou, what are you talking about!" ”

Zhou Qingan smiled softly, and the tension in his heart was temporarily relieved because of Rui Xue's coquettishness. He touched his rosacea: "Nothing, nothing. Let's count a few words you still know here, help me figure out how to get it? ”

"You'd better look for Lord Yuan! He was born in Xiucai, and he read more books than us, so let him help him think about it. Rui Xue pointed to Yuan Bin, who was looking around.

Zhou Qingan remembered, Yuan Bin is a scholar, and he doesn't know how to use such a person here, it's really ......, "Lord Yuan, you help me think about it, what should I do if I can eat the four seasons, and see the four seasons?" ”

Where would Yuan Bin have thought that Zhou Qing'an would ask him how to cook, he muttered: "How do I know, I'm not a cook." ”

"You all think about it!" Zhou Qingan pointed to the apprentice guarding outside the kitchen and said, "Move your brains for me, don't know how to eat all the time, use your brains more, and save the same as me in the future." ”

Zhou Qing'an's words made the apprentices laugh.

Some of the bold apprentices joined in the excitement and said, "We can't be chefs." It's better to save it! Think about it from someone else. When the time comes, just make it and give me a bite to eat. ”

Zhou Qingan said angrily: "It's just something that the group has no memory." Get out of here! ”

The apprentices knew he had no business and scattered with a grin.

After hesitating again and again, an apprentice who hesitated walked up to Zhou Qing'an and cautiously opened his mouth tentatively: "Master Zhou." Is it feasible to shred the vegetables of the four seasons or make melon carving? ”

Zhou Qing'an looked at the thin apprentice inquiringly, and he said thoughtfully: "Tell me about it." He couldn't remember that there was such a person in Lemin Building.

A glimmer of light suddenly appeared on the apprentice's face, but he still spoke very carefully, thinking about how he should talk to Zhou Qing'an: "I'm thinking. Eating the four seasons and seeing the four seasons is to choose the things that best represent the four seasons. For example, we all eat watermelon in the summer and wild vegetables in the spring...... Shredded these, or watermelons made into melon carvings. After all, shredding and melon carving are the best representatives of Huai'an kitchen knife workers. ”

The apprentice spoke slowly. Without saying a word, he would look up at Zhou Qing'an, and as long as Zhou Qing'an nodded, he would continue to speak, and gradually the apprentice's face was filled with a hint of excitement, and his words were much more neat.

"What about eating?" Zhou Qingan is more satisfied with what the apprentice said, after all, this is just a matter of seeing, for example, how to eat the heat in summer and the cold in winter? Do you want to have a double heaven of ice and fire? How can this ice and fire merge?

The apprentice was asked, and he could only think of a little bit, or he wouldn't have hesitated. Yes, how can you eat the taste of the four seasons?

"I wonder if I can just change the side dishes?" Yuan Bin listened very carefully to the conversation between the apprentice and Zhou Qing'an.

"Change the side dishes?"

Zhou Qingan couldn't understand what Yuan Bin meant, he could eat different seasons by changing side dishes? Could it be that this summer will be replaced with chili peppers? "What kind of talk is this?"

Yuan Bin tried to say: "For example, if you use a color to describe autumn, what color will Master Zhou choose?" ”

Without waiting for Zhou Qing'an to speak, Rui Xue immediately clapped her hands and said, "Yellow, golden." ”

Yuan Bin couldn't help but nod approvingly, looking at Ruixue's eyes full of smiles: "Exactly." But whenever you paint, as long as you paint autumn, you will use golden as a killing. So seeing yellow is autumn, and autumn is the time to eat crabs, so how about taking crab roe to taste? ”

Zhou Qingan understood a little, he clapped his hands and said: "Winter is snow-white, so cabbage and tofu are the most eaten." Spring is a wild vegetable, delicate and green. ”

Zhou Qingan suddenly figured out what to do, and he quickly asked the apprentice to prepare the things that met his requirements: "Alas~ What is your name?" ”

The apprentice whispered, "Hat." ”

Zhou Qingan couldn't help but smile: "Why is it called this name?" Go and help me get everything. ”

The tender tofu was just cut into slices, and Zhou Qingan couldn't help but put down the knife. If you say that you can make it with tender tofu, this is another Wensi tofu, and you can't make it. He's going to change things.

Zhou Qing'an's eyes turned to Rui Xue, who was busy on the side, and looked at Rui Xue thoughtfully.

Rui Xue listened to the conversation between Yuan Bin and Zhou Qingan, and she also had an epiphany in her heart, she also picked what she felt she needed, and planned to make something by herself.

However, she doesn't have the ability to shred the tender tofu, so she can only find dried tofu instead, and she eats a lot of dried tofu in winter. She slices the dried tofu into thin slices.

Zhou Qingan smiled. Oh, yes! If you take dried tofu, it is not Wensi tofu, but dried shredded.

His movements are clearly more skillful than Ruixue. A piece of dried tofu, a small piece of it diagonally on the surface, and then batch into thin slices, each slice is very thin, which can be described as blowing. Thin tofu is dried and shredded, just like Wensi tofu, put it in boiling water and blanch, then remove and drain.

Shredded white jade-like chicken breast; Shredded ham, bamboo shoots, mushrooms, egg skin, and seaweed.

The taste of spring is peaceful, and Zhou Qingan takes bamboo clams into the taste; In summer, they chose to eat eel silk most often; Now there are no crabs, so I can only boil yellow croaker and make fake crab soup; In winter, Zhou Qingan said otherwise, but chose green vegetables.

The big pot is boiled with chicken soup like Wensi tofu.

The dish was eventually served. Zhou Qingan, who stopped his hand, hugged his arms uneasily, and pointed at his nose with one hand. This is like Wen Si's tofu-like approach, will it make Feng Imperial Chef disgusted.

However, there is only one way he can think of at the moment. He uses dried silk as the main ingredient, so it should be okay.

"Master Zhou, which one of your dishes is winter? Can razor clams represent winter? Rui Xue had stopped her movements at the moment when Zhou Qing'an's slices of tofu were dried. She has been attracted by Zhou Qing'an's action of slicing dried tofu, a piece of dried tofu that is so thin, Zhou Qingan can actually slice eighteen pieces, eighteen pieces!

"Oh?!" Zhou Qingan came back to his senses, "Which one do you mean is winter!" The dish with the vegetables on it. ”

"Greens?" Ruixue asked puzzledly, "There are a lot of vegetables in spring." How could it be winter? ”

Zhou Qingan said with a smile: "Doesn't your father often say that we rarely eat vegetables in winter, so we should eat more in spring, I thought that since there is a shortage of vegetables in winter, wouldn't it be better to decorate some vegetables?" ”

I see. It turns out that the opposite is also possible.

Jin Sheng, who was waiting for news in front, finally came back with the news. A sentence of "Don't go!" Cui Huaiguang jumped up excitedly.

Zhou Qingan didn't react for a long time, he took Cui Huaiguang's hand, and said in a daze: "What does 'not leaving' mean?" He urged Jin Sheng again, "Stinky boy, what do people say?" ”

Jin Sheng chuckled. When he thought of the reward he had received, he was extremely happy, anyway, today was a good day, and no one would say that he would say he would leave, "Just say no!" ”

"What the hell is going on?" Zhou Qingan raised his voice, this dead boy, can't you see that he is in a hurry now? I also have the heart to joke with myself, "You are not allowed to eat tonight!" ”

Jin Shengcai didn't care about not having anything to eat this night, he smiled and leaned over to Zhou Qing'an and stretched out his hand: "Master Zhou, please give a reward!" Whoever announces the good news must give a reward before reporting it! ”

Cui Huaiguang glared at Jin Sheng, who was smiling hippie, and said bluntly: "The imperial chef said it directly. said that even dried tofu can be cut into thin strips to make vegetables, and also said that we people in the south have thoughts. ”

"Really?" Zhou Qingan was somewhat unconvinced.

"Yes." Jin Sheng said lively, "You also asked me what the name of this dish is." Master Zhou, come on, I'll be in return. ”

yes, what's the name?

Zhou Qingan couldn't think of it at all. His mind was blank now, full of joy but unable to laugh. He made a dish that even the imperial chefs praised, which was arguably the greatest honor of his life.

He patted the hat on the shoulder with emotion and said straightly, "Good boy." ”

This child's idea allowed him to jump out of a dead end, and he made himself understand the most basic and the highest realm. I was still wandering in the melon carving before, but I didn't expect that shredding was the easiest way.

Zhou Qingan looked at Yuan Bin gratefully. If it weren't for Yuan Bin's guidance to reflect the four seasons in color, he still wouldn't have been able to do it. Sure enough, this reader is different, and he can recognize Braille when he can.

"Master Zhou, let's say the name quickly!" Jin Sheng was anxiously urging on the side.

What should it be called?

"Boiled dried shreds? Boiled dried shreds in chicken juice? Zhou Qingan tried to say the name in his heart. He doesn't read much, and the name is much worse, and he can only describe a dish in the most straightforward way. This is also the reason why his fellow brothers are not as good at cooking as him, but they are better than him. The name of the dish is not loud and elegant enough to attract the attention of others.

"Boiled dried shreds? Wouldn't it be too ordinary? Cui Huaiguang only felt that the name of the dish was really not very loud, "Or, add a big word?" Called boiled dried shreds? ”

"Big boiled dried shreds?" Yuan Bin said.

"Big boiled dried shreds?" This name is even more strange, why add a big word.

"The big one has more than ordinary meanings, wouldn't it be better to distinguish the boiled dried shreds on one side?"

"A good name, a good name." Cui Huaiguang thought about it carefully, and hurriedly asked someone to write a water head card and hang it outside. Another good dish.

Zhou Qingan muttered softly, nodded, and walked outside to sit on the steps. He was happy but unhappy, he still followed the old path of Wensi Tofu, when will he surpass Wang Jiuzhi?

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Boiled dried shreds: also known as boiled dried shreds in chicken juice, Huaiyang vegetables. Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty went to the south of the Yangtze River six times, and local officials in Yangzhou once presented 'nine silk soups' to "favor Qianlong".

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