Chapter 118 Saliva Chicken (2)
The Buddhist beads in Zhou Dagui's hands... Of course Liu Yuan remembered that the style of the beads was ordinary and even a little rough. They could be seen everywhere in the market. They were completely different from the beads worn by the rich and powerful, which were engraved with gods and Buddhas.
There seems to be nothing special about wearing a string of Buddhist beads. In the lobby of Dali Temple, you can easily catch a few people wearing Buddhist beads on their hands. For example, Wei Fu wore a bunch of Buddhist beads on his hands.
"There is nothing special about wearing a string of Buddhist beads." Lin Fei said, "But people who wear Buddhist beads believe in Buddhism. Will they visit the mountain temple and nunnery from time to time?"
This sentence woke Liu Yuan up. He was startled for a moment, and then he suddenly reacted: "That's right! Lin Shaoqing's words reminded me that there was indeed a Bodhisattva statue enshrined in Zhou Dagui's house, and others thought he believed in Buddhism. "
Before Lin Fei could speak, Liu Yuan said again: "Since I believe in Buddhism, is there a nunnery on the mountain? Lin Shaoqing, do you mean that Zhou Dagui will go to that nunnery?"
Lin Fei lightly knocked on the table and said, "It's possible."
So, are you going to the nunnery to inquire about the situation? Just as he was thinking about this, a "Gurgling" sound came. Liu Yuan lowered his head and looked at the source of the sound - his own belly. He raised his head and laughed twice, and asked Lin Fei: "Lin Shaoqing, then I will find it now." Go there or wait until tomorrow?"
If I look for him now, I'm afraid I won't have time to eat the evening meal.
Lin Fei glanced at Liu Yuan, who was rubbing his stomach and frowning, and said, "Let's go tomorrow!"
People...should not be able to run away, or it can be said that they cannot run at all.
Liu Yuan said "Oh" and after listening to Lin Fei's explanation, he immediately returned to the lobby with the file. After briefly recording and sorting it out, when the bell rang for the evening meal, he just put down the pen in his hand. He stood up hurriedly and walked towards the kitchen.
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Master Wen asked Master Wen to make new dishes for today's dusk meal. The first thing Liu Yuan saw at the past was the meat dish.
In a plain white porcelain bowl, a portion of chopped chicken with skin was placed neatly "as is" in the bowl. Except for the top, most of the "body" was buried in the surrounding red oil. The red oil is sprinkled with cooked white sesame seeds, and the chicken pieces that are not soaked in the red oil are topped with red spicy millet, chopped green onion, and chopped cilantro on the side. Those who love cilantro will put it on top. A pinch of coriander, leave it out if you don’t like it.
It looks like a cold dish, but it is said that cold dishes are far less fragrant than hot dishes. But today, the chicken dish made by Master Wen didn't even get close to it, and there was a smell of red oil mixed with sesame oil and various ingredients. The aroma of the mixed sauce hits your face.
This alluring aroma is not inferior to hot dishes at all!
It was probably because of the aroma of the red oil that people who knew how to seduce people couldn't help but salivate. Liu Yuan stared at the chicken dish for a moment. Only when he was reminded by several guards behind him did he realize that his saliva was about to drop. .
Liu Yuan reacted after being reminded, but he did not show any embarrassment to the group of colleagues who were looking up and down, but said frankly: "The smell of this red oil will make people drool. "
"That's it!" Several colleagues behind him nodded after hearing this, and then saw the servant at the front who had already received the dish and said, "That's why Master Wen calls this dish saliva chicken!"
Saliva chicken? That name is quite suitable for the occasion! Liu Yuan subconsciously stretched his neck, rubbed his hands, and looked at the drooling chicken on the table with anticipation and nervousness: He is rarely so nervous when handling a case!
When it was finally his turn, he nodded towards the dumpling in charge of putting the coriander, reached out to take a bowl of chicken with saliva, and asked Wen Mingtang nervously: "Master Wen, this chicken with saliva looks like a very spicy dish. I don’t know…”
"Don't worry, I know it well. It looks spicy. It's not spicy enough and the aroma is stronger." Wen Mingtang said with a smile.
After working as a public chef for so many days, I have learned a lot about the tastes of everyone in Dali Temple.
Except for a few special ones, most of them eat "lightly spicy" food, and few eat "heavy spicy food".
Hearing what Wen Mingtang said, Liu Yuancai breathed a sigh of relief, received some vegetarian dishes, rice and soup, then went to find a table to sit down and eat the evening meal.
This is the first chicken dish since Wen Mingtang! Liu Yuan picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks, watched the red oil dripping from the chicken, paused for a moment, and then eagerly put it into his mouth.
As soon as he bit into the chicken, Liu Yuan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief: the chicken skin is very elastic and smooth, and the chicken is unknown how it was processed. It tastes tender and firm, not old at all, one bite When you bite into it, the aroma of red pepper and sesame seeds seems to have the umami flavor of chicken juice, which is very fresh and tender.
The red oil that looks spicy makes people's mouth water, but when it is put into the mouth, it is found that the aroma and peppercorns bring more numbness than the spiciness. I think Master Wen specially mixed it according to everyone's taste.
Of course, not everyone doesn't like spicy food. Looking at Lin Fei who suddenly appeared at the door of the public kitchen, Liu Yuan, who was eating saliva chicken, secretly said: Here comes the spicy food person!
Wen Mingtang made a "slightly spicy" version of the saliva chicken according to everyone's taste, but he also did not forget the tastes of "spicy eaters" such as Lin Fei, Ji Caimai and others, so he specially made a few bowls of spicy food with normal spiciness. Saliva chicken.
Today's chicken with saliva is just right for Lin Fei's appetite. After Lin Fei walked to the stage, his eyes kept falling on the bowls of chicken with saliva, intentionally or unintentionally. Wen Mingtang added coriander and brought the chicken over. .
Lin Fei took the evening food, nodded towards her, walked to the opposite side of Liu Yuan with the evening food, sat down and started eating the evening food.
Liu Yuan, who was taking a spoon to pour the sauce of the saliva chicken on top of the rice and eat it, saw Shang Feng coming over and paused slightly. He looked at Lin Fei's bowl opposite and saw that the saliva in his bowl was obviously more peppery than his. Chicken, Liu Yuan paused for a moment, then turned to pick up the vegetarian dishes on the side. The stir-fried lotus root slices and edamame were fresh, tender and crispy, which relieved a lot of the spiciness.
After finishing his evening meal, Liu Yuandao looked at Lin Fei's bowl with half of the evening meal still in it, "Lin Shaoqing, I've finished my evening meal. If there's nothing else to do today, I'll..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Fei nodded across from him. Liu Yuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and left.
By the time Lin Fei finished eating, the evening meal was almost over.
The "slightly spicy" version of the saliva chicken was all taken away, but there were two portions of the normal spicy version left. Although Tang Yuan and Ah Bing, who usually take out meals, like Wen Mingtang's cooking, they still can't accept the spiciness.
When the two of them were still hesitating whether to take it back, someone took the saliva chicken away first.
Looking at Lin Fei walking out of the kitchen with a food box, Tangyuan sighed: "Lin Shaoqing seems to really like this dish called saliva chicken!"
Wen Mingtang said while clearing the table: "I heard from Zhao You that after the cook from Sichuan and Sichuan in Marquis Jingyun's mansion returned to his hometown a few years ago, Mrs. Jingyun Marquis has been unable to find a suitable cook. Lin Shaoqing's taste has changed. Madam, she thinks she likes the chicken dish. When I was cooking just now, Zhao You came over specifically to tell me about this."
Of course, an upright and upright person like the Dali Temple Shaoqing would not take the things from the public kitchen at will.
Wen Mingtang touched the dime of money bulging in his purse: Lin Shaoqing was really generous with his actions. Not only did he ask Jicai to pay for the ingredients, but he also didn't forget to give her money for her "coolie work".