Since drinking the yellow croaker soup made by Tang Yuan, Yu Jian has had a slight change in his opinion.

Is the stinky fart real or still the stinky fart, but the cooking skills still have some skills. At least Yu Jian felt that it was much better than Jin Fulou's Wang De.

Therefore, the masters are all sympathetic, everyone is a neighbor, and they don't see each other when they look up, because if they hurt their harmony in an inconsequential game, it will be worth the loss.

The most important thing is that Wang Ke sent him a remittance slip, and the amount of this stupid shortage was almost worth the tuition and living expenses of ten poor students for three years.

A trace of guilt flashed in Yu Jian's heart, but not much, but when he saw Tang Yuan again, he was not so resistant.

Although the showdown between Chinese and Western food has come to an end, it still caused an uproar on the Internet. There are many young people who worship foreign people and criticize the antiquity of Chinese food, but they are slapped in the face by more Chinese people.

So a heated discussion began around the topic of whether Chinese food is strong or Western food is good, and finally, the public said that the public is reasonable, and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law is reasonable, and everyone unanimously decided to let the organizer hold another matchup, this time there must be a winner or loser.

Tang Jingling smiled crookedly in the office. This was originally her plan, eating this kind of thing, the people's livelihood, but it is difficult to reconcile, where there is an absolute good or bad.

So this yellow croaker controversy just provoked the audience's interest and laid the foundation for the next project.

Moreover, she has just gotten the approval plan from her boss, and she will continue to do this IP with sufficient funds. This means that in the near future, she can do a separate show of Chinese and Western food showdowns, and she has to share this good news with her husband as soon as possible.

"Husband, tell you good news......

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The biggest impact of this showdown on the Yu family restaurant is probably that there are more customers, and those who can't queue up simply wait at the door, maybe someone can cancel it and be on top?

As soon as the two brothers of the Yu family were combined, they simply stopped making appointments before the Mid-Autumn Festival, which was regarded as a feedback to customers, and the previous system would be restored after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Hello, I want to order a yellow croaker soup with Chinese and Western cabbage in the finals." Lin Fengxu brought the tutor to eat this time, and wanted the teacher to taste whether this fish soup that reproduces Tang cuisine is authentic or not.

Guan Shanyue is a professor of history at Beijing University, a well-known doctoral supervisor in history, and her research in the past two years has been devoted to the study of people's livelihood issues in the annals of the Tang and Song dynasties, and eating is the most important aspect of it.

Another one! The waiter secretly complained in his heart, and an apologetic smile appeared on his face: "I'm sorry, the lettuce is not so fresh this season, and this dish has been taken off the shelves." But we've got a new yellow croaker noodle, would you like to try it? ”

"That's it......" Lin Feng groaned, and just as he wanted to refuse, the teacher spoke: "Give us a copy." ”

It is still a wild yellow croaker in Rao Township, the fins are cut off at this moment, the tip of the knife is inserted from the back of the fish, and it is slowly pushed forward from the tail of the fish, and a complete fish steak is taken out.

It is better to say that this yellow croaker noodle is a dish, let alone a staple food, or Yu Jian got inspiration from the yellow croaker soup of Western food.

Since ancient times, Jiangsu and Zhejiang are the land of fish and rice, and the people of Wu land like freshness, so it is naturally the most desirable whole fish cooking. The fish head and fish bones should be separated, add ginger slices and shallots, fry until golden brown, cook into Huadiao wine over high heat, then add a bowl of chicken broth, cook over high heat until milky white, and filter out the soup with a mesh sieve after seasoning. Fry the fish steak on both sides over medium heat, and then pour it over the soup layer by layer.

In the blue and white porcelain soup pot, the snow-white Yangchun noodles are two-petal golden fish steaks, and the noodle soup is a steaming milky yellow.

Guan Shanyue was originally an authentic Sioux City person, and he didn't eat a hundred bowls of yellow croaker noodles from a small one, and dozens of bowls were more than enough, and this tea-scented yellow croaker noodles were the first time he had seen them.

"Teacher, would you like to try it?" Lin Fengxu had already divided the noodles, sandwiched a large piece of fish head on the noodles, and handed it to Guan Shanyue.

Guan Shanyue silently took a bite of soup first, rich and sweet, the aroma of chicken was full of the umami of fish bones, and then a bite of yellow croaker steak, the yellow croaker meat was extremely tender, and it melted in the mouth. Finally, he took a bite of slender Yangchun noodles, and this bite made his eyes wide......

This side ...... It has a slightly bitter taste of tea leaves...... No, not that

Kind of food. Guan Shanyue immediately changed the big spoon, the soup was the base, a roll of dough, a piece of fish, a big mouthful of it was put into the mouth, full of gelatinous texture, and the taste of sweetness, only smelling the fragrance of tea, and could not eat a trace of bitterness at all.

He silently finished eating a bowl of yellow croaker noodles, full of curiosity about the chef, he wanted to see what kind of seven exquisite hearts can make this whimsical taste.

"Little boss, someone is looking for it!" The waiter grabbed the curtain and shouted inside, since the end of the game, everyone in the restaurant had a sense of awe from the bottom of their hearts towards Yu Jian, it turned out that the little boss was the great god of the gods.

"Okay, I'll do it." Yu Jian replied softly, the knife in his hand slashed accurately across the back of the fish, and in an instant, the fish was split in two. The waiter feels like he is working in the blink of an eye, why did a fish that was completely completed just now become two slices??

"What?! Are you a chef who makes yellow croaker noodles? Guan Shanyue lost her expression and looked at the girl in front of her incredulously.

If the chef doesn't come out, you don't have to call a little girl to fool yourself, right? Guan Shanyue suddenly had a little less good impression of this Yu restaurant.

Yu Jian looked at him neither humbly nor arrogantly: "I am." ”

Lin Fengxu had seen Yu Jian, pulled Guan Shanyue and whispered a few words, only to see Guan Shanyue's eyes fall on Yu Jian from time to time as the two of them spoke, and in the end, although he barely believed it, he was still slightly suspicious.

"Little boss, I'm Lin Fengxu. The yellow croaker soup you made is really delicious! The moment he stretched out his hand, he didn't forget to praise it again.

Yu Jian smiled on her lips and held his hand: "Thank you." "Just a second, and then let go.

The palm of his hand seemed to be lightly blown by the spring breeze, and it seemed to be lightly scratched by catkins, first a warmth, and then an itch from the palm of his hand, all the way, permeating his heart.

The little boss is smiling, it's really beautiful! is like the lady in the ink painting, with an unusual elegance all around. Lin Fengxu's expression gradually rippled......

"This old gentleman, is there anything wrong with the yellow croaker noodles?" Yu Jian asked again at Shangguan Shanyue's eyes.

Guan Shanyue rolled her eyes, stroked her drooping beard, pointed to the noodle bowl where there was only a shallow layer of soup left, and said menacingly: "It's not delicious!" I don't think it's delicious at all! This taste is not even as good as the tenths of Lan Tingxuan next to it......"

Lin Fengxu's eyes widened in astonishment, he ...... He...... What was his teacher talking about??? The soup pot was almost drunk by him, and he said that the noodles made by others were not delicious??? Who can come and punch him?

How did he face this kind of scene alone?

The masters are all sympathetic