Chapter Ninety-One: Guests and Hosts Rejoice

Veteran chefs like Mr. Chen, who mainly cook exclusive secret dishes, do not allow others to watch when they cook.

Knowing such rules, naturally no one will come over to watch without opening their eyes.

So the master and apprentice stayed in the smoky and steaming kitchen, and stayed for an afternoon, from more than three o'clock in the afternoon, until nearly seven o'clock in the evening, and used a lot of pine wood for the fire alone.

When it was getting late and it was almost time to start eating, news finally came from the kitchen that the meal was ready and ready for dinner.

The group of people, including Sima Mulong, Li Qingqing, and Chen Xiaoxiao, sat down around the table early, waiting for this big meal with anticipation in their hearts.

The other people in the house had already eaten, and it was not their turn to eat this meal, but they happened to eat early, unlike these three people, who were already a little hungry until now.

At this time, the three of them had already become acquainted, and they all started talking casually, waiting for the food to be served, while everyone chatted casually.

Looking at Li Qingqing's greedy look, Sima Mulong also asked curiously, "Qing girl, it seems that you are very yearning for Grandpa Chen's craftsmanship, how is it, what do you think of the taste, tell me about it, I really haven't tasted it." ”

Li Qingqing pinched her chin with one hand, and said with a greedy expression on her face, "Grandpa Chen's craftsmanship, how to say it, I feel that it is turning decay into magic." ”

"The dishes made by his old man don't look very gorgeous on the surface, but once you eat them, you will never forget them. ”

"Grandpa Chen's best thing is to make soup, the soup he boiled, after I drank it, and then drank the soup made by our family, it was like drinking swill, not to mention how tasteless it was. You can't say this, you have to taste it yourself to know. ”

Saying that, Li Qingqing glanced at Chen Xiaoxiao narrowly, and said, "This point, Xiaoxiao is the clearest, she can drink all kinds of fresh soup that her grandfather boiled for her every day, but she has enough mouthful, I sometimes play with her, and I see that she has delicious soup every time, you don't know that it is not easy to eat me." ”

"Sometimes I feel sorry for me, I share half a bowl of soup to drink, and Grandpa Chen blows my beard and glares at me so much, it's annoying!"

"Speaking of which, I haven't drunk Grandpa Chen's soup for a while. ”

As she spoke, Li Qingqing subconsciously sucked her mouth, as if she wanted to withdraw the saliva that flowed out, and her funny appearance made everyone happy.

"Hey, Qing girl, you have spoken ill of your Grandpa Chen again! Do you still want to drink the soup made by your Grandpa Chen?"

While talking, it was Mr. Chen who started his head, wearing a snow-white chef's suit, a high chef's hat on his head, holding a pot in both hands, and walking over to serve the food with light steps.

The old man put the pot in the middle of the dining table, and the people behind him also held one dish after another, and placed them on the dining table according to the old man's command.

After several trips back and forth, the dishes were finally all ready, and the others quietly withdrew, but behind the old man Chen stood a middle-aged cook in his thirties and forties, short and fat, honest and stocky, this is the closed disciple of the old man Chen, his name is Xue Chong, and now he can still learn art with the old man from time to time.

According to Zhao Xiaoxiao's private words, this Master Xue Chong, who already has her grandfather's fire under his hands, is the apprentice who is most likely to inherit her grandfather's mantle in the future.

When the food was served, everyone wanted to stand up and wait, after all, this was not an ordinary cook, it was an elder, and everyone was embarrassed to sit down.

However, Old Man Chen waved his hand and asked everyone to just sit and wait for the food, at this time, he is a professional cook, how can there be a reason for the customer to stand up and wait.

At this time, the idle people and others left, and in addition to the chef's hat, several people stood up and invited Old Man Chen and his closed disciples to the seats.

The old man sat down, and then instructed his apprentice to lift the lids on the dishes one by one.

Suddenly, as the lids were lifted one by one, a stream of dense aroma entered everyone's mouths and noses along with the steaming heat.

"It smells so good!"

"It smells so good!"

"This dish looks tempting, smells even more gluttonous, and looks delicious. ”

Everyone couldn't help but get restless, their index fingers moving, and they were salivating.

So, let's go?

Don't mind, the old man stopped everyone who was about to move.

He pointed to the middle circle, the five or six dishes, and said to everyone, "Today, everyone can enjoy other dishes at will, but these dishes in the middle, you can taste two bites a little, if you eat too much, be careful that you can't sleep at night." ”

"These are the medicinal foods I specially cooked for Chen Wu (Sima Mulong), which look like vegetables, but they actually contain a special medicinal power, which greatly nourishes the body and is very beneficial to the human body. Chen Wu consumes a lot of martial arts, and it is just right to eat this, but ordinary people eat too much but are not replenished, and they waste these good dishes. ”

As he spoke, he saw that several people had disappointed looks on their faces, and said with a smile, "I won't tease you, you can all drink a small bowl of this secret longevity porridge in the middle, this porridge is peaceful in nature, nourishing the body and mind, regardless of whether the body is good or bad, you can drink some, but you can't be greedy." ”

"A small bowl for one person, if you drink too much, you won't be able to eat anything else. ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at the pot of longevity porridge in the middle of the table.

I saw that this porridge soup was clear and blue, the soup was fine, and there was only half a pot of shallow soup, and there seemed to be no special aroma when it smelled.

Chen Xiaoxiao was used to drinking this porridge, and knew the taste of this porridge best, so he stood up immediately and served a small half bowl to his grandfather first.

"Grandpa, you've been busy all afternoon, let's drink a small bowl to nourish your body first. ”

At the same time as Chen Xiaoxiao was serving porridge, Li Qingqing couldn't wait to fill herself with a bowl, she smiled and drank it, and squeezed her eyebrows at Sima Mulong and said, "I remember, I also drank this porridge several years ago, and it tastes good, today I really borrowed someone's light, so I can enjoy it again." You're welcome. ”

As she spoke, the girl took another big sip beautifully, narrowed her eyes deliciously, and looked like she was enjoying it.

Sima Mulong was also curious immediately, and seeing that this porridge didn't look like much, he directly distributed a bowl to everyone.

Although he is now lacking in nutrients and needs a diet to nourish his body to maintain his cultivation, he will not be short of this bowl or two bowls of soup and porridge.

If it really tastes good, he can just make it and drink it every day in the future, and he is not short of money.

Everyone sitting at the moment held a bowl of porridge and drank it.

Sima Mulong also unceremoniously scooped a bowl for himself.

As soon as a mouthful of immortal porridge was in his mouth, Sima Mulong's eyes lit up.

I don't know what kind of material this porridge is made of, it tastes very delicate, very smooth, and the taste is sweet and delicious, moist and pleasant, especially commendable, drink a sip and swallow it in the stomach, a warm current suddenly fills the viscera, and the whole body is warm and extremely comfortable.

"This porridge is really nutritious!"

Sima Mulong drank a few sips in succession, only to feel a burst of comfort all over his body, and the warm currents were like pure nutrients that did not need to be transformed, and they were absorbed by the body with just a slight turn in the stomach, and the whole body was full of bursts of heat.

He drank very quickly, swallowed heavily, and drank all the small bowls in a few clicks, and then went to serve a second bowl, and the others, at this time, were squinting and tasting one bite at a time, and their faces were all red, as if they were drunk.

After drinking a few bowls in a row, Sima Mulong waited to serve it again, but only half a bowl was served, and the bottom of the pot was exposed, and his face was suddenly embarrassed, this porridge was so refreshing, I didn't expect it to be finished.

Old man Chen Xiuming also looked funny, so he said leisurely, "How is it, this porridge tastes good, right?"

"This is a secret longevity porridge made of evergreen rice, all the rice grains are melted into the soup, you will only feel the taste of smooth, but you can't feel a trace of rice grains, this porridge is the most nourishing!"

"But when you're done drinking, it's gone, you can try a few other dishes, you won't be disappointed." ”

Sima Mulong only knew how to nod at the moment, and after eating Haisai for a while, he tasted several special medicinal foods without leaking them, and he was really comfortable, and he wanted to eat another bowl after eating a bowl.

These medicinal dishes are also very tasty.

A secret Yellow River carp soup, the soup color is milky white, salty and fragrant, it makes people have endless aftertaste, but there is only soup in the pot and no fish, and other ingredients are added to the stewed fish body, which is finely chopped into a filling, and made into a steamed bun dish, which is a secret fresh bag.

When Sima Mulong was drinking the soup of this medicinal food, half of the 100 fresh buns were divided by several other people with a tacit understanding, and the remaining half was also swept away by Sima Mulong in a few moments.

There is also a secret roast suckling pig, the pork skin is crispy, the pork is tender and delicious, fat but not greasy, people never get tired of tasting it, Sima Mulong is impatient with a knife to slice, pull up a pork leg, click and rub even the meat and bones have swallowed the belly, it is very enjoyable.

A home-cooked chicken pot, the chicken is fragrant, the radish is refreshing, there is no usual feeling of either dry or greasy, Sima Mulong drinks it is also very refreshing, I like it very much.

The rest is also a crispy stir-fried radish tassel, a raw radish strip with dipping sauce. Both of these things were swept away by Sima Mulong in a few bites.

It's a pity that the amount of these medicinal dishes is not too large, although each dish can hold three or five bowls, but the small bowl is too small, and one bowl can only hold two taels of rice.

Sima Mulong's sweeping speed was too fast, and he drank most of each medicinal dish himself, and the others could only steal a few spoonfuls from the middle to taste the taste.

Despite this, after eating so many tonic delicacies, everyone was full one by one.

In addition to these staple dishes for health preservation, there are all kinds of homely dishes, full of tables, everyone can choose at will, at this time no one wants to move, they feel that they can no longer eat.

Only Sima Mulong swept half of the table with unfinished thinking, so he was satisfied, but when he thought back to the taste of the medicinal food before, he felt that his stomach was still a little empty, and if there was any, it seemed that he could eat a lot.