Chapter 363: Sycophancy
Although Lu Ming had never tasted this fried prawn yet, he found some problems when he got started.
The level of fried prawns is a little different from the cooking skills of other dishes, and the shell of the shrimp is not crispy enough, and some are too soft.
However, Lu Ming was not in a hurry, he still peeled the prawns in his hand first and put them in Lin Wan's bowl.
I clipped myself another one and tried it.
Really.
The oil temperature of this fried prawn is a little low, and the low oil temperature can't fry the prawns thoroughly at the moment of getting out of the pot and lock the umami inside. The time to come out of the pot is also a few seconds slower, making the shrimp a little old.
However, this is Lu Ming's careful study from a very professional and demanding perspective, and on the whole, the taste of this fried prawn is still very delicious, and it should be difficult for ordinary people to eat the problem.
It's just that Lu Ming himself has god-level cooking skills and knows the origin of Wang's private cuisine chef, so he can't help but treat the other party's products from the most professional point of view.
At the same time, Lu Ming can also see the chef's superb cooking skills through other dishes, and it stands to reason that these small problems should not occur in this fried prawn, which makes him wonder why this situation occurs.
Although he had some thoughts in his mind, Lu Ming didn't say anything.
They are here to eat, not to pick on each other, besides, for ordinary diners, the taste of these dishes is already very good, and seeing that Lin Ruyin and they are very satisfied, this is enough.
Then.
Lu Ming still helped Lin Wan scoop a bowl of lion's mane mushroom and ginkgo shark bone soup first.
The wife eats first, the quality of an excellent man.
"Come, my wife drinks a bowl of soup, medicinal soup is still very good for the body."
Although the name of lion's mane mushroom and white fruit shark bone soup is awkward and rare, this does not bother Lu Ming.
In his knowledge base, this is a mellow and delicious medicinal soup that is good for the stomach and spleen, nourishes the internal organs and warms the yang, and warms the spleen and diuretics.
Lu Ming tasted it.
"Lion's Mane mushroom, ginkgo seeds, lotus seeds, mussels, shark bones, fresh chicken, ginger, ......"
The essence of this soup, the ingredients used are not hidden under Lu Ming's tongue.
"That's it... The fly in the ointment is that the taste is a little bitter......
Lu Ming muttered quietly, he found that there was nothing wrong with this soup overall, but there was a slight problem with the taste.
"That waiter didn't brag about it just now! The chef of this private restaurant is really good at cooking, and all the dishes are delicious!"
"Yes, it's not like we haven't eaten these dishes outside before, but this private dish is amazing!"
「……」
Lin Ruyin and Chu Yue couldn't help but exclaim while feasting, praising the cooking skills of the chef of Wang's private dishes.
What they didn't know was that their satisfied tone and words of praise reached the ears of an old man outside the door at this time.
This old man was wearing a white Chinese chef's uniform, and a pair of big hands full of thick calluses were happily clasped together, he was the chef of Wang's private cuisine, Wang Ziqiang.
Wang Ziqiang started as an apprentice at the age of 15 and has been a chef for 50 years. Although he has reached the age of sixty-five this year and is old enough to retire, Wang Ziqiang, who has been a chef all his life, still can't let go of the big boiler stove and doesn't want to retire like this.
In order to be a chef without being too tired, he opened Wang's private dishes and cooked them in limited quantities.
Since the opening of Wang's private restaurant, Wang Ziqiang has a habit of saying hello to the guest's private room after completing all the dishes and chatting about the dishes.
This allows you to see how satisfied your guests are, and you can also identify areas where they are lacking and improve them.
Whenever he hears that the guests are very satisfied with the food and praises his craftsmanship, he is the happiest.
Chefs, just to make diners satisfied,
Lu Ming's door to their room was not closed, and he was about to walk in just now, when he happened to hear Lin Ruyin's praise for him.
Just as Wang Ziqiang was about to go in, suddenly a few more voices came, which suddenly made him pause.
"Mm-hmm, especially this shrimp, it's delicious! I've ever tasted the best fried prawns."
Chu Yue usually likes to eat seafood, so she especially loves the dish of fried prawns, which is almost blowing it up.
But when he listed this fried prawn as the most delicious fried prawn, foodie Wang Lingling expressed a different opinion.
"Hmm...... This fried prawn is quite delicious, but I think the best fried prawn was made last time by Senior Lu."
Wang Lingling said very seriously, in the minds of foodies, this most delicious arrangement should be very rigorous.
She felt that the fried prawns this time were not as delicious as the last time Lu Ming cooked, so she immediately corrected Chu Yue's statement.
Wang Lingling's words made Chu Yue, including Pan Xiaoman and Lin Ruyin, stunned.
I thought to myself.
"Lingling, is this a sycophant???
"My usually stupid little sister can even say these nice things?"
「……」
After Wang Lingling said this, they also remembered that the last time they were in the city garden, Lu Ming entertained them and also made fried prawns.
Not......
I have the impression that it is also delicious, but I don't remember it very clearly.
So in their opinion, Wang Lingling said that Lu Ming's fried prawns were the most delicious, and they were suspected of being sycophants.
"Uh-huh, Senior Lu made the most delicious."
Chu Yue said perfunctorily, but Wang Lingling was not stupid enough to hear her perfunctory.
"I'm serious! Although the fried prawns here are delicious, Senior Lu makes them even better!" Wang Lingling emphasized again.
Lu Ming also heard their conversation, and couldn't help but look at Wang Lingling with some surprise.
Wang Lingling is worthy of being a snack, she has some talent in her body, to be precise, Wang Lingling's tongue is more sensitive than ordinary people.
Ordinary people eat something that feels similar, but she can detect the gap in between.
Although she may not be able to say the specific reason because she has no cooking experience, she can just eat Lu Ming's fried prawns more delicious.
Chu Yue was also a little interested when Wang Lingling said this, and asked.
"Then you say, why is the fried prawns made by Senior Lu more delicious??"
"Forehead ......"
Chu Yue's question can make Wang Lingling difficult.
Although she ate the most delicious portion, she didn't know how to tell her why. Look at the book
That's how it tastes anyway!
"Hmm... That ......."
Wang Lingling was so hesitant that she couldn't figure out what to say for a long time.
At this time.
Wang Ziqiang outside the door couldn't help but prick up his ears, wanting to listen to Wang Lingling's explanation!