"What kind of taste?"

Wu Lei stared at him blankly.

Zhao Jinmai kept looking into the soup basin and swallowed his saliva again and again.

Sui then took another sip of the soup, chewed it, and explained: "Its main ingredient is fungus silk, such a thin fungus silk, it is difficult to pursue the taste."

It's like kelp, when it's boiled in a hot pot, it can keep its crispy texture at first, but after cooking for a long time, the texture changes.

The thinner and finer the ingredients, the easier it is to cook, but also the easier it is to overcook.

I originally thought that the fungus shreds in this bowl of soup had also been boiled soft and rotten.

Because it's so fine, if you cook it for a while, it might become soft.

But the fungus shreds in this bowl of soup retain a crispy taste.

But this crispiness is not the crispness of the fungus itself, but the kind of texture between soft and crispy.

Tut! How so? ”

Sui pondered, looking for a description that could accurately describe the taste.

"Have you ever eaten a popsicle? There should be the kind of old popsicles that are sold, right? ”

He struggled to explain: "After the popsicle is bought, it will be easier to bite after it melts for a while.

When this old popsicle bites, its ice shatters into thin needles one by one.

The texture of the ice needle is also crispy, but when you bite into it, it melts and is gone.

Right! That's right, that's what it tastes like! ”

Listening to Sui Ben's description, several people at the scene were stunned, and the audience in the live broadcast room even brushed up the question marks on the screen.

"Huh? Are you serious? ”

"Really?"

"Would you like to hear what you're talking about?"

"No, that's a bit of an exaggeration, isn't it? Fungus silk, old popsicles, are these two the same thing? ”

"Chef Sui, did you drink poisonous mushroom soup and hallucinate?"

And Zheng Jun on the side couldn't help but smile and asked: "No, what you said is a bit exaggerated, right?" The fungus is a mushroom, so it's impossible to melt, right? ”

Sui spread his hands: "This taste is so magical, what can I do?" Believe not that you will taste it for yourselves. ”

"Just wait for that!"

Wu Lei had already pulled out a spoon and rushed over excitedly.

"Huh? Don't worry, I'll serve it to you, don't burn it. ”

Sui took the soup spoon and served a bowl to Wu Lei.

"And me."

Zhao Jinmai also followed with a bowl, holding Liu Yifei with one hand.

And Zheng Jun also silently took a bowl, like a student playing in the cafeteria, and lined up behind them.

Looking at the black fungus silk soup in the bowl, Wu Lei lowered his head and sniffed it, and then exclaimed: "It's so fragrant!" This is one of the most fragrant soups of all! ”

He didn't have much interest in the white shredded tofu soup because he already knew how good the quality of the tofu was.

He grinded the tofu himself, and he had already tasted all the tofu dishes.

But this fungus soup, he can't connect its taste with popsicles.

Scooping up a spoonful with a spoon, he blew a few times to cool down the temperature before delivering it to his mouth.

The thickened soup slid smoothly into his mouth, and the strong aroma in his mouth suddenly made Wu Lei can't help but hum.

His tongue raised, and he suddenly raised an eyebrow.

He felt the delicate but tenacious filaments fall on his tongue, as if dancing, stimulating his taste buds.

The teeth fell out, and those small filaments were easily bitten off by the closed teeth.

The tenacity he felt on his tongue was not as strong as he imagined, and it did not form much effective resistance in front of the hard teeth.

They just let his teeth sense their presence, and then they were crushed by the teeth.

The toughness is only the last bit of muscle left in the core of the filament, and the outer layer has been boiled to a gelatinous state, and with a sip of the tongue, it melts into the soup.

"This ......"

Wu Lei was amazed by this wonderful taste: "It's really like an ice needle when a popsicle is about to melt!" Wow! It's amazing! ”

He was not the only one who was amazed, Liu Yifei, who tasted the soup with him, was also shocked by the taste of fungus silk.

"Wow! Really! ”

Zhao Jinmai looked at the soup in the bowl in surprise, a little incredulous.

Liu Yifei tasted it carefully, and also exclaimed: "It's not the taste of popsicles, but the taste is really like!" ”

"Really?"

Zheng Jun had just put it in the bowl, looking at them one by one in amazement, and some were suspicious: "Are you playing me?" ”

"Brother, you'll know if you taste it."

Wu Lei said, and stuffed another spoonful into his mouth.

When Zheng Jun heard this, he scooped up a spoonful, blew it, and put it in his mouth.

The next moment, he was stunned, looked at Li Yi and asked, "How did this happen?" ”

Li Yi smiled and said two words: "Fire." ”

"Yes, that's right, it's the heat."

Sui nodded in agreement, and then exclaimed: "But the heat is controlled too well, just right, it's amazing."

Such a thin fungus silk is cooked when it is slightly hot, and it will rot when it is scalded again.

It's so hard to get it to this level where it's just about to ripen and leave only a little bone.

What's that word called? That's right, that's amazing! It's really awesome! ”

Sui did not hesitate to praise him, as a top chef, this kind of top-notch skill is undoubtedly much more impactful.

For an ordinary person, drinking this bowl of soup may only be able to say ", delicious".

But he could taste where this bowl of soup was delicious, how subtle it was, and how much hard work it would take to practice such a strong skill.

It's like a diving champion performing a difficult move, and ordinary people will only think it is very powerful, but they don't know how powerful.

Only his teammates could understand how many times he had practiced for this jump.

For a while, Sui was faintly moved.

This is not a sympathy, but his sincere admiration for a top master.

And after admiration, Sui became very curious.

This Tai Chi Fu Shou soup is not expensive on the menu of the tofu feast, and can only be regarded as an appetizing soup.

In the menu of the entire tofu feast, the most expensive dish is a dish called [auspicious Nafu].

The price of this dish is as high as 9,999 yuan, and it is limited to one serving per day.

Li Yi did not have a limit on this kung fu soup, but this [auspicious Nafu] was limited by him.

What's the door to in this dish? Let Li Yidu be so solemn?

Li Yi noticed Sui and looked at him, and a trace of bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

"What do you want to do?"

Li Yi looked at him and reminded: "You have already drunk the soup, you should score it, don't think about it!" ”

Sui looked at him and shook his head: "Don't worry, the program team doesn't stipulate that I can only order one dish?"

I'm finally here, and I can't be fed? What's the matter with a belly of soup and going back? ”

Li Yi had already vaguely guessed something in his heart.

Sure enough, Sui followed and asked, "This [auspicious Nafu]..."

He was halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Li Yi: "This is not interesting, I will recommend one to you, [Blessing is like the East China Sea]."

This dish is mainly eaten with dried fried tofu balls, which are filled with nine kinds of side dishes and three kinds of extremely fresh mushrooms, which are fried together to make tofu balls.

Emperor Qianlong personally gave this dish an alias, called Longan Golden Ball, how about it? Sounds good, right?

I'll use tofu to carve a dragon for you to put on the plate, there is definitely a card!

If you feel that you can't eat enough, I'll give you a fried bowl of fried rice, so that you can be comfortable and go back full of Dengdeng, how about it? ”

Sui looked at him with a smile, and waited until he finished speaking before he smiled and said, "No, I'll order this most expensive [auspicious Nafu]." ”

Li Yi: "Damn! ”

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(End of chapter)