Chapter 290: Three-headed Banquet VS Eight Great Stews
Night.
Luo He mentioned to Duan Tiehe that he had the intention of being in charge of the riverside sacrifice.
"I'm sure I can let the Black Dragon King appear at the sacrifice ceremony!" Luo He Dao.
After all.
Even Zao-kun couldn't resist the temptation of sacrificial food...... Presumably the same is true of the Black Dragon King!
But the owner of the Duan field said that the master in charge of the sacrifice was already on his way.
"It's better than that." Duan Tiehe muttered: "The two of you are preparing together, each preparing a table of sacrificial feasts, what do you think?" β
Luo He thought about it and agreed to this suggestion.
The next day.
Early in the morning.
The sky of the ice city is still high with frost and moon.
In the dark morning, Luo He and Duan Tiehe stood guard in front of the dojo to greet the Huaiyang cuisine master who came from afar.
"Duan Field Master, didn't you rest last night?" Luo He looked at the old man who looked slightly depressed.
Duan Tiehe shook his head.
Last night, I reviewed the night battle.
I still don't understand Yi Luohe's pace, how to avoid his fist!
Perhaps, Luo He's level is too high, and he can't even see through it!
Duan Tiehe sighed with emotion and let out a mouthful of white mist.
Fires flickered in the distance.
An oil lamp illuminated the mist, and the wild mountain donkey carried the fat man and walked slowly.
"Master Wang Fengdeng."
Duan Tiehe arched his hand: "This year's sacrifice, I still have to continue to rely on you." β
As a state banquet-level chef, Wang Fengdeng himself is also a breeder who is good at cooking, with the power of a fifth-level space.
His strength in combat is definitely not as good as that of a trainer of the level, but his ability to cultivate pet beasts is beyond doubt.
"Don't dare to be, Duan Field Master."
Wang Fengdeng was a middle-aged man with a rich face, and said with a smile: "I will do my best to organize this sacrificial ceremony." β
"By the way, this is ......"
Wang Fengdeng looked at the young man in white on the side.
Duan Tiehe introduced: "Luo He, the most prestigious young talent in Donghuang today, has defeated the overlord-level fierce beast at the age of eighteen!" β
Wang Fengdeng was slightly surprised, his little eyes flashed with brilliance, he stretched out his two hands, and said:
"You are Luo He who presided over the Stove King Festival that day? I have admired the daimyo for a long time! β
Presiding over the Stove King Festival is a supreme honor for a breeder.
Wang Fengdeng was unable to participate in this year's Stove King Festival for some reason, but he was quite concerned about it.
And Luo He, who won the championship at this year's Stove King Festival, was standing in front of him, and Wang Fengdeng couldn't help but have a surprise of finding his peers.
Luo He smiled and said, "Master Wang, for this year's [Black Dragon Festival], I will prepare a banquet with you. β
"Oh?" Wang Fengdeng blinked unexpectedly: "Are you going to be a cook for me, or am I going to give you a hand?" β
"That's the ......," Duan Tiehe explained, "You and Luo He will each prepare a sacrificial feast for the Black Dragon King Lao Li." β
"Oh, I seeβ"
Wang Fengdeng smiled: "It turns out that you are going to test me!" β
Duan Tiehe coughed lightly: "This ...... It's not a teaching test, it's just a ......"
"It's okay, that's it."
Wang Fengdeng said happily: "Anyway, if I compete with Master Luo in cooking, then I can also learn a lot!" β
The state banquet-level chef is already extremely proud of his cooking skills.
Each makes a banquet, and it is inevitable to compare with each other.
As a master breeder, Wang Fengdeng will not refuse this request with a sense of competition.
"Okay!"
Duan Tiehe was also a cheerful person, nodding neatly and looking around at Luo He and Wang Fengdeng.
"The sacrificial ceremony is held at 10 o'clock in the morning, next to the Heijiang River, and it will take two people to organize a banquet on the spot, and there may be many onlookers...... Please don't blame you. β
"Live cooking, it was a very tight time."
Wang Fengdeng pinched his chin with his fat hand, looked at Luo He, and said:
"Master Luo, do you have any space props to speed up cooking? Do you need me to share one with you? β
In addition to the legendary level of kitchen utensils, high-level breeders will also prepare some space props in order to speed up cooking.
Wang Fengdeng is equipped with related kitchen utensils, copper pots forged from famous mountain copper, which have the effect of absorbing heat and speeding up cooking.
"I have it myself."
Luo He thanked for his kindness and said curiously: "Master Wang, what kind of banquet are you going to make?" β
"This, let me sell it." Wang Fengden smiled: "Anyway, it will definitely be my specialty!" β
is good at it, it should be Huaiyang cuisine.
Luo He pondered for a moment.
It seems that the banquets in the past few years have been organized by Master Wang.
It's not that Master Wang is not doing well, the key may be Huaiyang cuisine, which is characterized by exquisite craftsmanship...... Not to the appetite of the Black Dragon King Lao Li?
Duan Tiehe raised his head and glanced at the sky:
"You two should need time to prepare...... Then let's gather at the sacrificial ground by the Black River before ten o'clock? β
Luo He and Wang Fengden nodded: "No problem!" β
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Increasingly skewed.
In the cold winter months, the sun shines on the frozen river, and the gray-white reeds on the shore are covered with snowflakes.
On a hillside, there stood a handsome young man in white shirts and a beautiful girl with a ball head who was tall with long legs.
"Didn't you say you were going to prepare the ingredients?"
Jiang Yuenuan wondered: "There is no store in front of the village here, where do the ingredients come from?" β
Luo He pointed to the reeds in the snow: "See the shaking reeds over there?" β
"See, and then what?"
"Shhhh
The reeds shook slightly, and out of it came a snowy reed chicken, with a gray coat, which was clearly a regional characteristic.
Wild snowcocks, jumping out of the reeds!
"Uh-huh......!"
Jiang Yuenuan's eyes widened, realizing Luo He Fangcai's reminder, lowered her voice, and said excitedly: "Let's eat it today?" β
"It's for the Black Dragon King." Luo He replied angrily, "It should be used in the sacrifice!" β
"What are you talking about - Lao Li didn't come out, can't I eat it?" Jiang Yuenuan was right.
Luo He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said:
"Your brain doesn't spin very fast!"
Looking at Jiang Yuenuan's clenched fists, Luo He Mingzhe protected himself and changed the topic:
"This reed chicken is so old, we have to find a seven-month-old chick...... The one that came out now is good. β
"It's cruel!"
Jiang Yuenuan looked at the wild reed chicken and pursed her mouth:
"I don't eat chopped green onions, remember to put them less!"
Luo He: "......"
I don't put chopped green onions, I put old ginger in the shape of chicken legs......
Bang!
Repair the locust stone and hit the snowfowl accurately.
Luo He stepped forward, put the snowfowl into the unicorn cabinet with his backhand, and looked around:
"Let's go find some hazelnut mushrooms ...... again."
"Hazelnut?"
"There are no special mushrooms here, Yunling doesn't have them, so it's just right to make [chicken stewed mushrooms]!"
The white clouds are long, the snow-covered forest is quiet, and the bears and pet beasts that are the overlords of the forest are all in winter.
However, the girl's exclamation broke the dead silence and frightened flocks of birds.
By the river, the goose spread its wings, its body was strong, and it chased Jiang Yuenuan with great vigor.
"Why should I be the bait!" Jiang Yuenuan shouted.
"Wait a minute, I'll make you [Iron Pot Stewed Goose]!" Luo He replied loudly.
"No chopped green onions!"
Jiang Yuenuan jumped and jumped lightly over the trap.
Boom!
The goose chasing behind her suddenly fell into the dirt under her feet and fell into a large pit.
Luo He stepped forward and looked at the goose in the pit, and was amazed:
"This weight, this head, deserves to be wild."
"You are stewed chicken and goose, what kind of sacrificial banquet do you want to give Lao Li?" Jiang Yuenuan asked.
Luo He turned around and looked: "Have you heard of the eight major stews in the Northeast?" β
Jiang Yuenuan shook her head blankly.
"Actually, the statement is not uniform, anyway, I'm going to make a table of stews for Lao Li."
Luo He is like a few treasures, and reports the names of the dishes one by one:
"Eggplant stew with catfish, goose stew in an iron pot, beans stewed with pork ribs, mushroom stew with chicken, vermicelli stewed with pork and cabbage, beef stewed with potatoes, lamb stewed with sauerkraut, and fish stewed with demoli."
"Eight main ingredients, eight stews, give Lao Li a whole table of [eight stews]!"
This amount is real as soon as you hear it, and just listening to the name of the dish makes people feel a burst of warmth in the cold winter wax moon.
Jiang Yue licked the corners of her mouth greedily, gave a thumbs up, and nodded:
"It's good!"
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In the morning.
On the banks of the Heijiang River, citizens have long gathered to watch the excitement.
Thousands of spectators crowded around the memorial grounds, and on the open grounds, covered with red cloth and raised platforms, a stove was placed on each side.
Directly in front of the two stoves, there is also a huge ice sculpture of a black dragon.
The ice sculpture invited 100 craftsmen from all over the city to participate in the production, and it was lifelike and shining in the sun, that is, the tail was bald.
Directly in front of the ice sculpture, an altar is placed.
In the center of the altar, a pillar of coarse incense is inserted on the altar of incense.
Luo He stood beside the stove, looked at Wang Fengdeng next to the other stove beside him, and nodded.
Wang Fengdeng smiled and returned the salute.
"Please fathers and fellow villagers, don't be impatient!"
Duan Tiehe stood on the high platform, full of energy, standing next to the gong, and shouted:
"I announce that this year's [Black Dragon Festival] sacrifice ceremony is officially opened!"
Bang dang!
Duan Tiehe smashed the gong.
The coarse incense on the altar began to burn.
Luo He said: "Xiao Jiu, make a fire!" β
Xiao Jiu exhaled a mouthful of Vermilion Bird Divine Fire and flew towards the stove, and the Vermilion Bird Ding on the stove turned into an iron pot.
The dish of stewed goose in an iron pot needs to be cooked in a traditional cast iron pot, which has better heat conduction, heat storage and heat resistance, which is conducive to the nutrition and taste of the dish.
Stews often need to be simmered over low heat, and the combination of Xiao Zaojun and Suzaku Ding can greatly shorten the cooking time.
Luo He first blanched the goose meat to remove the fish, then added the golden dragon oil to the hot pot, put in the green onions, ginger and garlic, Sichuan pepper, spices, cinnamon and thirteen spices to stir-fry, and the bean paste and the starry chili pepper merged into bright red oil. Luo He put the goose meat pieces into the fire and stir-fried, cooked in the liquor, in an instant, the fire was bursting, the fragrance was overflowing, and the audience all smelled the aroma!
The audience of the Black Dragon Festival was surprised and discussed.
"Okay, well, Master Luo is making Bingcheng's hometown dishes!"
"But this is too rough, will the Black Dragon King really like it?"
"It's so fragrant, Master Luo's technique is professional enough!"
Bang!
Luo He first used raw soy sauce and oyster sauce to color and season the goose meat in the pot, poured boiling water and an appropriate amount of beer with his backhand, covered the pot and began to simmer.
While it was stewing, Luo He was not idle, and immediately set out to make a stew, chicken stewed with mushrooms.
The deliciousness of the chicken stewed mushrooms is better than the stewed goose just now, and the taste of wild mountain mushrooms and tender chicken nuggets complement each other, and they are simmered slowly over low heat, with a strong juice and fragrant flavor. The mushrooms are smooth and delicious, the chicken is delicate, and the soup is poured over the rice, which is enough for the following three bowls of rice!
Luo He's choice of sacrificial food, as well as his superb on-site techniques, attracted the scene to marvel.
However, Wang Fengdeng is not an ordinary person, he took out a board from under the stove, covered the board with a red cloth, and the moment the red cloth was uncovered, the scene was amazed!
It turned out to be a whole pig's head!
Pig's head has been an offering since ancient times, and it is perfect for being used as an ingredient for the Black Dragon Festival.
However, the pig's head is such a rough ingredient that it seems incompatible with the delicate Huaiyang cuisine?
Luo He glanced at it and suddenly understood.
This is the famous dish in Huaiyang cuisine, [grilled whole pig's head]!
This dish is to put the fresh pig's head into the pot and add soy sauce, salt, rock sugar and other seasonings to cook it, the meat is cooked, fat but not greasy, fragrant, sweet and salty.
The key lies in the control of the heat, pay attention to simmering, and the finished product needs to be crispy and deboned without losing its shape!
The chubby middle-aged man was extremely serious, and while taking care of the simmering heat of the pig's head, he took out a silver carp head from under the stove.
γDismantling the braised silver carp headγ.
The traditional famous dish of Huaiyang, with silver carp head as the main ingredient, is cooked slowly over low heat, the taste of the fish is fatty and tender, the soup is thick, and the taste is delicious.
These two dishes, plus the last dish [stewed crab roe lion's head], are one of the world's famous banquets, Yangzhou three-headed banquet!
Yangzhou three-headed banquet, famous since ancient times, with pig head, fish head, lion head as the "three heads", literati and ink writers left a lot of brilliant poems for it.
Wang Fengdeng's [Three-headed Banquet] is the banquet at the Black Dragon Sacrifice, which is worthy of the skill of the master of the state banquet!
On the altar of incense, the incense candles gradually burned.
Wang Fengdeng's stove here, the aroma is curling, and he gradually forms a trend of confrontation with Luo He.
However.
Wang Fengdeng was surprised to find that Luo He's efficiency was quite amazing, and he had already begun to prepare the fifth stew!
Although Wang Fengdeng's dishes are delicate and delicate, the attention of the audience is still attracted by Luo He's side.
First, the cuisine should be adapted to local conditions, and different regions have their own unique food cultures.
Second, whether it is technique or kitchenware, Luo He is too far ahead of Master Wang!
With the fragrance wafting from the Luohe stove, the audience snorted one after another.
"I smell the beans...... The stewed beans with pork ribs are so fragrant! β
"Luohe's stewed pork stewed vermicelli is more fragrant than my grandmother's!"
"I'm so hungry, just smelling this smell is enough to eat!"
Almost at the same time.
Luo He and Wang Fengdeng completed the preparations for the banquet.
Wang Fengdeng glanced at Luo He's side and was secretly speechless.
In the same amount of time, he finished eight stews!
It seems that what has been circulated in the breeding world, Luo He's pet beast has been inherited by Zaojun, and it is not groundless!
Duan Tiehe stood on the altar, looked at the two tables of delicacies in front of him, rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a deep voice:
"Excuse me, two of you, can these two banquets have names?"
Wang Fengdeng gathered his mind and nodded: "My table is a famous banquet in the world, [three-headed banquet]!" β
"My ...... at this table"
Luo He groaned: "It's called [Eight Great Stews]!" β
Duan Tiehe nodded repeatedly.
In all fairness, as a person from Bingcheng, he wants to eat Luo He's dishes even more.
There is no other reason, the eight stews are too good!
But as the organizer of the Black Dragon Festival, he felt that the three-headed banquet made by Master Wang was more suitable for sacrifice.
It's a pity.
This year, the Black Dragon King still did not show up......
Duan Tiehe sighed secretly, turned to look at the calm Heijiang, and just wanted to announce the end of the festival:
"So, I declareβ"
Thundered!!
Suddenly.
The waves are raging and the waves are surging.
Duan Tiehe's eyes were stunned, and he saw a huge whirlpool stirring up on the surface of the Heijiang River.
The next moment.
A huge black dragon flew up in the Black River, and with the sound of thunderous water, it rushed headlong towards the altar!
Duan Tiehe's face was shocked, Jiang Yuenuan's eyes widened in disbelief, and bursts of exclamations erupted at the scene!
Boom!!
The black dragon fell on the high platform, burying his head in the iron pot of stewed goose and devouring it. Then, with the bald tail, roll up another cauldron and pour the whole pot of chicken stewed mushrooms into your mouth!
Luo He looked at the Black Dragon King who was close at hand, and his heart shook.
The patron saint of the Black River, the Black Dragon King Lao Li!
This black dragon is covered in black scales and has a majestic demeanor, but its tail is bald, which inexplicably adds to the comedy component.
The Black Dragon King feasted on the eight stewed banquets, as if he had tasted his hometown dishes for a long time, and they were so delicious that they burst into tears.
Yes, that's right!
The bald-tailed Lao Li nodded frequently.
That's the smell, quack!
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(End of chapter)