Chapter Twenty-Three: My Pursuit Is to Drink Pork Belly Chicken Soup Often in the Future

The difference in taste is so great that it may be very similar, especially for gourmets like them, as long as they have tasted a taste, even if they can't restore it, at least they can taste it later.

It's like this pot of pork belly chicken, and the taste is clearly the craftsmanship of the president.

The name of the president is synonymous with pork belly chicken, but who would have thought that there are still people in this world who can restore, no, make pork belly chicken exactly the same as the president.

After Zhao Chengjun said Master Zhou, Liu Qingyao was going to meet him.

"This ...... Chef Zhou is stir-frying in the back kitchen! ”

Liu Qingyao didn't say a word, just got up and waited?

That's impossible, she has eaten the pork belly chicken made by her grandfather so many times, and has been to countless restaurants, and even many of her grandfather's apprentices, no one can restore this taste 100%.

So she wanted to see what this Master Zhou looked like, and even, she was still wondering if her grandfather was joking with herself and secretly came to Longshi!

The aroma of the kitchen is mixed, but at the first time, everyone still smells a unique taste.

"Buddha jumps over the wall!"

"That's right, it's the smell of Buddha jumping over the wall!"

One of the important dishes of Fujian cuisine, or the signature of Fujian cuisine.

The taste of this dish is familiar to everyone, and at the same time, I also saw the back of the person who was cooking!

"So young?"

"Young indeed!"

Although it was only the back, I knew at a glance that the other party was very young, and at the same time, I saw the side face.

The crowd was even more astonished.

"Hey, he's younger than I thought!"

The time for Buddha to jump over the wall is actually longer than that of pork belly chicken, so when you come in the morning, you have already started to prepare, even earlier than the time when the pork belly chicken starts the fire, after all, this dish needs to be simmered slowly.

I looked at it here, and I was still making stir-fried shrimp on the other side of the tour, as well as ...... White Chop Chicken!

Fujian cuisine and Cantonese cuisine have a very large demand for chicken, and they are generally used to stew soup, which can play with chicken.

It's like today's dish!

There is a chicken in the pork belly, there is a chicken in the Buddha jumping over the wall, and the chicken is still a chicken!

Of course, there is a lot of soup in Fujian and Guangdong, and the soup stock is mostly boiled with fresh chicken!

"This is Master Zhou?"

"That's right!"

Liu Qingyao took a deep breath, her eyes were full of shock, how could it be?

So young, and ...... Still so handsome?

The most important thing is that she realized that there is really someone who can restore the taste of grandpa!

A few people didn't bother Zhou You, just stood at the entrance and watched, watching him serve a few dishes in an orderly manner.

Just from the ease of the technique, they know that this little brother's cooking skills are definitely very high, not to mention seeing the color and smell of the dishes, they know that these dishes must not taste bad.

An old man said: "Boss Zhao, you Chuanhai is really blessed!" ”

Chefs are the root of restaurants, especially chefs of this level, those gourmets basically only recognize the craftsmanship and do not recognize the restaurant!

Once the chef changes, he doesn't come right away!

Zhao Chengjun felt a little like his eyebrows were dancing, and before he could say the smug words, he swallowed them hard.

Then he said helplessly: "How can I have this blessing!" ”

"Oh?"

Zhao Chengjun knew that Zhou You would definitely be questioned for a while, so there was a showdown, and then briefly talked about knowing Zhou You.

Anyway, the association didn't say that you can't ask someone to help!

"Bakin?"

"It's our chef who burns red and white things in the countryside!"

"Huh?" Liu Qingyao They are foreigners and don't understand what it means to be a baking craftsman, but now that they are explained, they are stunned.

This craft ......

Burning mats in the countryside?

Are you sure it's not a joke?

"His skills are really good, you haven't been to the banquet and don't know, but I just thought he was learning at first, so asking him for help is actually a rush to the doctor, who knows......"

"This is absolutely impossible to be self-taught, looking at these Fujian dishes, his kung fu is quite deep!"

"Alright, let's go outside and wait!"

Anyway, people have already seen it, but they are busy, and it is impossible for them to go over and interrupt, after all, they are half cooks, and they know the annoyance of being interrupted.

Zhao Chengjun had already been accompanied, and his eyes were always on the pork belly chicken on the table when he spoke.

Seeing this, Liu Qingyao said, "Boss Zhao try it!" ”

"Then you're welcome!"

Zhao Chengjun hurriedly filled himself a bowl, took a sip of soup first, the white soup entered his stomach, and the warm current instantly ran through his body, the most important thing was ......

"Hey, it's so fragrant!"

The others smiled and continued to drink the soup and eat meat.

The taste of the president, you know, the president has not been in good health in the past two years, and he rarely sees him again, and many big bosses even ask to come to the door, just want to drink a bowl of pork belly chicken soup but can't.

If those big bosses who manage hundreds or even thousands of subordinates know that there is a Wolong hidden in Longshi, it is not impossible to drive a special plane to come over to eat!

After all......

In life, only food and beautiful scenery can not be disappointed!

"Hey, this pork belly...... How did you make it so crispy! ”

Zhao Chengjun's eyes widened, and he hurriedly filled his bowl with some more pork belly, and stuffed a few more bites, biting and squeaking!

"Boss Zhao is eating it for the first time?"

"yes!" Zhao Chengjun drank another bowl, and suddenly felt depressed: "Hey, it's over, I'm just afraid of the pork belly and chicken soup that travels, I have to remember it for a lifetime!" ”

The old man who asked Zhao Chengjun earlier laughed: "Isn't it a good thing that you can remember delicious food for a lifetime?" ”

Zhao Chengjun was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it, it seemed to be too!

Although he has not achieved economic freedom, his family is now rich, and because his desire is not so great, he is more comfortable, but when he is comfortable, he suddenly loses his goal and is not interesting.

But now......

Zhao Chengjun felt that eating such a bowl every few days in the future, no, two or three bowls of pork belly chicken soup seemed to be a very good pursuit!

"It seems that I will have to run to Master Zhou often in the future!"

Liu Qingyao hurriedly asked, "Where is Master Zhou's house!" ”

After asking Zhao Chengjun, Liu Qingyao already knew in her heart, and at this time, there were already diners who came to greet Zhao Chengjun.

Among them, there is Fang Dongsheng!

"Lao Zhao, what's the situation? Let's cook today! ”

As he spoke, he looked at the casserole on the table.

Zhao Chengjun was helpless, and then looked at Liu Qingyao.

Before Liu Qingyao could say anything, several other entourages immediately added soup to themselves and hurriedly ate it, which means that they don't even think about it!

Zhao Chengjun spread his hands, and was just about to tell Fang Dongsheng about today's matter, and then ......

All eyes are on the back kitchen!

Zhou You walked out, and several waiters behind him came out with plates and casseroles!

Of course, what came out together, there was also the fragrance that gradually diffused and hooked out countless people's gluttonous insects!