King of Industry

  Chapter 229 Showing off

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  When Zhao Guoyang and Bai Rou arrived home, the whole family was already ready.

   Seeing the two of them coming in, Zhao Jingzhong and He Huifen quickly stood up to greet them. Zhao Xiaojing and Zhao Xiaoyong also stopped eating snacks and came over to say hello to them.

   Zhao Xiaoyong was even more amazed when he saw the well-dressed Bai Rou again.

   While everyone was not paying attention, he whispered to Zhao Guoyang: "Brother, could she be my future sister-in-law? The sister I called just now, do you want to change your mouth now?"

   "Go, go, don't study hard, what's the point of talking nonsense." Zhao Guoyang angrily slapped the kid on the head.

   Seeing his younger brother's deflated appearance, Zhao Xiaojing couldn't help making a face at Zhao Xiaoyong, mocking him to the fullest.

   Seeing that everyone was here, He Huifen asked Zhao Jingzhong to pour wine and drinks for everyone, and then eat cold dishes first.

  As for her, she went to the kitchen to fry some hot dishes, such as liver tips, celery, shredded pork and so on.

  Of course Zhao Jingzhong obeyed his wife's words, he took the wine bottle first, and politely wanted to pour Bai Rou wine.

   "Hey, Dad, Bai Rou has to drive soon, so don't let her drink..." Zhao Guoyang quickly stood up and stopped her.

  Zhao Jingzhong reprimanded Zhao Guoyang in a rare sentence: "This is not the baijiu we drink, it is rice sweet wine, which is similar to a drink. Drink a little, it will not get in the way."

  Hearing the three words "rice sweet wine", Zhao Guoyang was suddenly stunned.

  He rubbed his head and explained to Bai Rou beside him: "This rice sweet wine is a specialty of our Lixiahe area. It has been popular all over the country as early as the Ming Dynasty."

While explaining to Bai Rou, Zhao Guoyang snatched his father's wine bottle, poured her half a glass and said, "In our Ninghai City, there were a few poems to describe this rice liqueur. The so-called 'ten li is bad' It’s home-brewed during Chinese New Year. You can’t sell wine without going to the estate, and you have no money to pay on credit.’ It’s about the sweet rice wine from our Lixiahe area, Bai Rou, come and taste it.”

   This was the first time Bai Rou heard of the new term rice liqueur, so she immediately picked up the wine glass, nodded slightly, and took a sip.

   Seeing the surprise in her eyes, Zhao Guoyang smiled and said, "How is it? The taste is not bad, right? Let me tell you, the taste of our small wine is not worse than that of Lafite in 1982."

   "82's Lafite? Brother, what kind of wine is that?" Zhao Xiaojing interrupted and asked.

  Zhao Guoyang was taken aback by the old sister's question, and immediately realized it.

  In the early 1990s, red wine was not yet popular, and the 82-year-old Lafite was not as expensive as it was in the previous life, and it was not well-known among ordinary people.

  If this was in the previous life, even ordinary people, even if they haven't seen Lafite for 82 years, would hear calluses just by hearing the name.

   "Well, it's just a kind of red wine, and the price is quite high. When I make money in the future, I will buy a few bottles for you to try." Zhao Guoyang said indifferently.

  Bai Rou next to him heard Zhao Guoyang's confident words, and couldn't help but look at his face twice.

  Since she is in a big city, the people she comes into contact with also have a certain social status, so Bai Rou is no stranger to the name "Lafite". She even saw it before at a banquet last year.

  The price of a bottle of Lafite is thousands of dollars, which was definitely an astronomical figure in the early 1990s.

  But when Zhao Guoyang talked about buying Lafite in the future, he was so understated. In Bai Rou's view, this is undoubtedly a manifestation of the young man's strong self-confidence.

   Over the years, Bai Rou has met many young talents in the business field, but no one has Zhao Guoyang's calm and breezy temperament.

   What's even more rare is that this young man is not from a wealthy family, he is just a child from an ordinary family.

   In this way, his self-confidence is even more commendable.

  Because it was Chinese New Year, Zhao Jingzhong was magnanimous to Zhao Xiaojing and Zhao Xiaoyong today, and allowed them to pour a glass of rice sweet wine.

Everyone happily ate the food for a while, Zhao Guoyang saw that his mother was busy busy, so he apologized to Bai Rou: "Sister Bai, you eat the food first, I will go to the kitchen to see if I can cook for you. A different dish."

   "Guoyang, can you still cook?" Bai Rou put down her chopsticks in surprise, and said in surprise.

   "Hehe, it's a piece of cake! Just wait and see." Zhao Guoyang confidently made an "OK" gesture, and walked into the kitchen in three steps.

  Looking at his back, Zhao Jingzhong was confused for a while.

  He blinked his eyes, looked at Zhao Xiaojing and Zhao Xiaoyong and said, "Xiaojing, Xiaoyong, when will your brothers be able to cook?"

  Zhao Xiaojing and Zhao Xiaoyong are confused when you look at me and I look at you.

  Bai Rou next to her was even more curious when she saw this.

  Zhao Guoyang entered the kitchen, just as He Huifen had finished frying the liver tips, and was about to make braised fish.

  Seeing her precious son coming in, He Huifen said without raising her head: "Guoyang, help me and put the liver tip on the table. I'm going to burn fish..."

   Seeing that his mother was about to cut the fish into pieces, Zhao Guoyang quickly went over and held her hand and said, "Mom, take a break, I will finish this dish."

   "Huh? Guoyang, when will you be able to cook fish?" He Huifen looked at Zhao Guoyang with some differences and said.

   "Well, it's not braised fish, it's another way to eat..."

  Zhao Guoyang waved his hands and smiled, "Anyway, mom, don't worry, I've learned this dish in school, so I promise you won't miss it. You go and order first, and don't worry about it here!"

  He Huifen has always trusted her eldest son. Hearing this, he nodded subconsciously, and went out with the tip of his liver in his hand.

  Before leaving, she still did not forget to explain: "Son, the soy sauce is on the table, and the chili is in the upper drawer. These are salt and monosodium glutamate..."

   "Hey, Mom, I still don't know where to put these things at home! Go quickly!" Zhao Guoyang said helplessly.

  Finally "invited" his mother out, and Zhao Guoyang was gearing up to show off his skills.

  Originally, he was just planning to come over and make some beets like cold tomatoes for Bai Rou to taste. After all, she is from Yangcheng, so she loves sweets.

   But now, since there is this excellent "silver carp" here, then I have a better idea.

   In his previous life, Zhao Guoyang was not only a master in the machinery manufacturing industry, but also loved food. He can be regarded as a well-known food connoisseur in the industry. When it comes to cooking, he is really not inferior to many chefs.

  In the kitchen, Zhao Guoyang picked up the kitchen knife and swiped lightly, the head and tail of the fish were cut to one side.

  Then, Zhao Guoyang carefully cleaned the fish body, and then cut the whole fish body into several pieces close to the fish bones.

  Next, Zhao Guoyang took these whole sections of fish body, with the fish skin facing down, and sliced ​​them obliquely, and cut into thin fish fillets with a thickness of about 0.5 cm.

  He chopped the fish bones into pieces about 6 cm long, placed them in the pot, and started cooking.

   Subsequently, Zhao Guoyang beat an egg, took out the egg white separately, mixed it with starch water, and placed the fish fillets and fish bones in it.

   After finishing all this, Zhao Guoyang dug out a jar of pickled sauerkraut from the corner of the kitchen, took out most of it, and soaked it in water.

   While cleaning the sauerkraut, Zhao Guoyang did not forget to turn over the fish fillets that had been stirred aside evenly.

   Seeing that the fish bone soup was almost cooked and the aroma was coming out, Zhao Guoyang put the marinated fish slices into the soup one by one, then spread them out with chopsticks, and covered the pot.

   A few minutes later, Zhao Guoyang estimated that the time was almost up, so he lifted the lid of the pot to have a look. Sure enough, the fish fillets were cooked to the point of discoloration.

At this point, basically half of this dish has been completed. Next, Zhao Guoyang put a small amount of salt, monosodium glutamate, sugar and other condiments into the pot, and also put the red pepper that my mother had prepared on the side. A few went in.

   After continuing to cook for three minutes, the aroma in the pot was unstoppable.

  After smelling the aroma, Zhao Guoyang snapped his fingers and said to himself: "It's done, you're done! Zhao's sauerkraut fish is fresh out of the oven!"

   Just as Zhao Guoyang was boiling the pot and was about to put the sauerkraut fish into the pot, Zhao Xiaojing and Zhao Xiaoyong outside had already followed the aroma to find it.

   "Wow, brother, what kind of food did you cook? It smells so good!" Zhao Xiaoyong said, sniffing his nose non-stop, Zhao Guoyang couldn't help laughing at that gluttonous look.

  Although Zhao Xiaojing was more reserved than her younger brother, she couldn't help swallowing after smelling the aroma of sauerkraut fish at close range.

  She looked at the pot of sauerkraut fish in Zhao Guoyang's hands expectantly and said, "Brother, let's hold this dish for you. If you have any other tricks, hurry up and show us it!"

Hearing what my sister said, Zhao Guoyang couldn't help but get angry, with a stern face, he patted his sister's head and said, "It took me twenty minutes to work on one dish, and if you want me to do a few more dishes, what do you want me to do?" I'm exhausted!"

   While talking, Zhao Guoyang walked out holding pickled fish.

  While walking, he still did not forget to turn his head and say to his younger siblings: "Hey, can't you two come over to eat? If you don't come over, it will be gone in a while. Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance!"

   "Ah! I want to eat, I want to eat, of course I want to eat!" Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyong rushed to the living room like a rabbit, and sat down in his seat again.

  The next moment, when Zhao Guoyang served pickled fish, Zhao Jingzhong, He Huifen, and Bai Rou all stood up in surprise, with surprise in their eyes.

Noticing the look of anticipation on everyone's faces, Zhao Guoyang said with a smile: "Don't bother watching, just try it! This is a dish I learned when I was in college - pickled fish! Today there is no black fish, only I don’t know if it’s good or not if I use silver carp to make do with it!”

   After finishing speaking, Zhao Guoyang picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of fat fish for Bai Rou.

   "Bai Rou, you seem to like the hot pot that you ate that day. This pickled fish, like hot pot, belongs to the Sichuan cuisine series. Come and try it and see how it tastes better than hot pot!" Zhao Guoyang turned his head and said to Bai Rou.

  (end of this chapter)