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Chapter 231 Xiao Family Wonton
On Yu Jian's scallion fingertips, the eels slowly piled up into hills, adding sweet potato flour and kneading vigorously repeatedly. After repeated beatings on the chopping board, the eel meat and sweet potato flour perfectly blended into a ball of ice-clean dough.

Then use a cylindrical rolling pin to roll and roll until the dough becomes a thin dough. When gently pinched, the thickness of the dough is less than one millimeter, like silk yarn.

Xiao's small shop in Xuanzheng Square in Chang'an City, every day before the court time, there is a long queue, stretching for dozens of meters.Mr. Xiao's wife is originally a lady from the official family. Because of a bowl of wontons, she became married to Mr. Xiao. She wears a long red dress every day and helps out in the shop with a plain face.

Mr. Xiao Dalang felt sorry for his wife, and he wanted to call out after an hour: "Hong Ying, rest when you are tired, let me come later."

Mrs. Xiao smiled heartily and took away the dishes on the table. Her eyes were shining and her face was as beautiful as a flower: "I'm not tired." This kind of scene was repeated in Xiao's small shop countless times, attracting the envy of countless young ladies who have not left the cabinet. Incessantly, it caused countless handsome gentlemen to thump their feet and regret, wishing to take that beautiful red cherry tree back to their home.

Yu Jian likes to eat Xiao's wontons very much, and Zhang Gu will find someone to buy and deliver them every now and then. The two of them ate and chatted face to face, it was a good time worth remembering.

Later, this Xiaojia wonton caught the eyes of the sage, and the sage was astonished as a heavenly man after eating it, and got a plaque from the imperial court, and the business became better and better.

Later, it is recorded in "Youyang Miscellaneous Cu": "Xiaojia wonton, drain the fat from the soup, and it can be reduced." That is to say, the wonton soup can be boiled for tea after removing the oil, and the soup is clear.

The wonton wrappers are rolled out, and then the fillings are adjusted.

The six dishes designed by Yu Jian, one taste is spicy, one taste is salty, one taste is fresh, one taste is sweet, one taste is clear, and the last taste is Cheng.

Combining fresh and tender taste, but also refreshing, this is the mystery of Xiaojia wonton.

The red shrimp is stripped and peeled, leaving only the fat and tender shrimp tail, with water chestnut, minced meat and chopped green onion, seasoned with coarse salt and rice wine...

Guan Shanyue watched her every move, smiled slightly, and looked at the time, reckoning that in another hour, Ah Jian should be able to finish all the dishes.

Shi Jiachuan couldn't explain his emotions at the moment. Firstly, he himself was from Modu, so he felt relieved to see Xiangyuan Restaurant still struggling for a while. Then he felt that the organizers had gone too far. If it is really inferior because of this, it will definitely be criticized.

He sighed quietly for a long time, a little at a loss.Looking at Mr. Liu and Professor Guan on the left and right, one is in high spirits and the other is an old god, watching everything that happened clearly, as if they both know that he is the only one who is stupid.

"I hope Guangling Banquet and Haicheng Restaurant can still have a chance to compete." He said to himself.

Liu Chenggao watched a big drama, and he couldn't help but sigh at the moment, but he didn't feel sorry for his old friends, he just felt that they were a little...incomprehensible stupid.

Unexpectedly, Chef Chen lived an extraordinary life, but in the end, he was speaking from experience and following the trend.Everyone only saw the host's malice and sympathized with the two teams' experiences, but they didn't want to. Liu Chenggao was delighted by the rebellion of the little girl from the Yu family.

Astute and wise as a cunning fox.

And a heart that maintains truth, kindness and beauty.

If she was more tricky, she could even take away all the materials, not to mention the kind reminder.

If she is a bit stupid, she can go with the flow and wait with her predecessors.

But she doesn't.

She discovered the problem and reacted immediately, which was for Cong.

She guaranteed herself, but left room for others, which is good.

For the first time in so many years, Liu Chenggao became very interested in a little girl, and was curious about what kind of family could raise such a little girl.

"Old Liu? What do you think of this?" Shi Jiachuan sat bored and began to chat with Liu Chenggao.

Liu Chenggao took a sip of hot tea and slowly replied, "Very good."

"Are you just letting them be eliminated?"

Liu Chenggao's smile gradually faded, and he looked at him with some deep meaning: "Have you seen the leaves in the stream?"

Uh……

blade?

What's the matter with the leaves?
Shi Jiabio was a little unclear, but he still nodded.

"But all living things will always want to fight when they encounter difficulties. Only dead things will go with the flow. Now this venue is in Shanghai, in China. The competitors face to face are all Chinese people raised by the same water and soil. But what if this is the scene of the World Gastronomy Conference? What if one or another problem occurs? They...just wait with their hands behind their backs and leave their fate in the hands of others?" Harsh, one sentence after another stabs people's hearts.

But I have to admit that he didn't say a single word wrong.

Shi Jiachuan blushed when he heard it, but he also agreed with his words.

With a long sigh, Liu Chenggao said again: "Perhaps they can't be blamed for this. China has always put Confucianism as the most important thing, and it also emphasizes the doctrine of the mean..." His eyes were dark, his face full of dimples relaxed, and he recalled what his master said. Speaking of that era, I thought of Yu Qiming again.

Sure enough, all the children of the Yu family had extraordinary hearts. Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled comfortably.

He felt that in this year's World Food Competition, Huaxia would definitely submit the most satisfactory answers.

Liu Chenggao's voice was not loud at first, but by coincidence, the microphone was placed by his hand, facing the direction in which he was speaking.The sound is amplified by the conductor, so that the whole venue can hear clearly.

Jiang Cheng's complexion turned red and then turned pale, turned white...and turned red again.

The little apprentice peeked at his face, and carefully stood aside.Chef Jiang's expression was so ugly that even the little apprentice felt full of shame.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Cheng walked towards Yu Jian as if he had made up his mind.

The little apprentice opened his eyes wide and stretched out his hand: "Hey—Master—" His fingertips ran across Jiangcheng's white chef's uniform, leaving no traces of fingering.

Jiang Cheng walked up to Yu Jian and stood still.

The little girl's hairs stood up in an instant, and her eyes were guarded.

Chef Jiang bent down deeply, closed his eyes, and said, "I'm sorry!"

Yu Jian was at a loss for a moment, and looked at him in a daze.

Everyone was at a loss for a while, and looked at the bowing Jiang Cheng in a daze.

Only Liu Chenggao, after being surprised for a second, showed a relieved smile.

"I'm sorry for everything before. I will punish Second Chef for what he did, and I will bear all your friend's medical expenses and nutritional expenses." Jiang Cheng straightened up and continued, his tone much more sincere than before. .

Yu Jian tilted her head to judge what he said, "It's not necessary, it's not a serious injury."

After confirming that he was really sincere, the guard in his eyes disappeared, and he became sincere again: "It's really unnecessary. If the doctor hadn't come soon, the wound might have healed." He joked lukewarmly.

The crowd burst into laughter.

Huang Nuan quietly stretched out his fist underneath, and said in a low voice: "Nonsense, at least it won't heal until tomorrow!"

Seeing that Jiang Cheng had apologized and hadn't left, Yu Jian asked, "Is there anything else you need?"

"I... have an unfeeling request." Jiang Cheng bit his lip, hesitated before opening his mouth, "If you have finished cooking all the dishes, if you have extra charcoal, can you use it for me?"

(End of this chapter)