My Inseparable House Guests

"Money, money, don't just think about money." Fang Ze said with a tap on Lin Xiaoxin's head. "People just use cooking as a hobby. Being a chef is to make better food, not just Just for money. "

"Well, have something to say, don't knock your head, what if you're stupid?"

When Fang Ze was preparing to say, "Stupid, I will raise it." Liu Xingxing then said, "In fact, we also want to sell a bit more expensive, but the chefs of the surrounding restaurants make delicious food, so there is no way to sell expensive Or else no one will eat. "

"Look, they still want to sell a bit more expensive." Lin Xiaoxin listened to Liu Xingxing's explanation, immediately jumped up and bounced off Ze's forehead.

Fang Ze, who had been tragically gank, turned his head and glanced at Liu Jiuxing, who was smiling with a thick smile on the back of his head, and said helplessly, "Everyone is ready to go. We will drive there and reach Lin'an before noon."

"Isn't it more convenient to take the high-speed rail?" Lin Xiaoxin asked Fang Ze while looking.

It's convenient to take the high-speed rail, but I don't know if the guy named Meow has arranged for Liu Xingxing's identity.

So Fang Ze asked Liu Xingxing, "Xiao Xing, do you know your own ID number?"

"Identity card number?" Liu Xingxing obviously didn't know the thing, but he felt it for a moment, then flipped a note out of his pocket, "Is this it?"

Fang Ze took the note and looked at it. It read that there were thirteen digits. It seemed that there was no problem with the ID number.

So Fang Ze entered Liu Xingxing's ID number and name into the software for buying tickets. After verifying his identity, he bought three high-speed rail tickets.

Go out and take a taxi to the high-speed rail station, get a temporary ID card for the minor Liu Xingxing and wait for time to get in the car.

On the high-speed rail, Liu Xingxing curiously looked at the surrounding layout. When Lin Xiaoxin went to the bathroom, he whispered to Fang Zedao, "Is this the carriage in your world? What animal can you use to pull such a big car?"

"It wasn't pulled by animals. It was a mechanical device called an engine." Fang Ze simply explained to Liu Xingxing.

"If you pull goods with this kind of thing, you can definitely keep the ingredients fresh and not easily rot."

"In fact, when we ship some ingredients with a long shelf life, such as seafood, we have a faster way to transport."

"This is the ideal place for chefs." Liu Yixing sighed.

While Fang Ze and Liu Xingxing were chatting, one person suddenly walked in front of them, and said in poor Chinese, "Hello, excuse me."

Fang Ze looked up and found that this is an Asian who does not look like a Chinese. And from the kind of person who was kind, Fang Ze guessed that he was either a South Korean or a neon.

"What's wrong," Fang Ze asked as he looked at the man.

"Do you remember me?" The person said to the other side, "You last came to my restaurant for dinner with your neon friend."

"Go to your restaurant for dinner with my neon friend?" Fang Ze thought for a moment.

Neon friends, is it talking about Qin wine?

I remembered.

Fang Ze pointed at the man and said, "You're the chef of that Japanese restaurant, right?"

"Yes." The neon chef nodded and said to Fang Ze, "Does your friend have time these days? I'm going to Lin'an to participate in the Xianghu Food Festival with my brother this time. .If he can come by then, I will let him eat authentic neon dishes. "

"He seems to be busy lately," Fang Ze thought as he said. ‘Qinjiu is currently busy with how to chop Conan, let alone authentic neon cuisine. Even if he calls the top chef in the neon cuisine industry, he has no time to eat. ’

"That's it." The neon chef paused and then said, "But I hope you can inform me, after all, I'm really sorry about the last time."

"Well, okay." Fang Ze wanted to quickly resolve this awkward conversation, so he nodded and agreed.

Seeing Fang Ze agreed, the neon chef left with confidence.

"Is it a neon chef?" Liu Xingxing asked, looking at the back of the leaving neon chef.

"Yes, but I'm not very interested in Japanese food," Fang Ze said. "The main reason is that there is no way to accept sashimi, the others are fine."

"I have tasted neon sashimi," said Liu Xingxing. "Although the chef of Neon has worked very hard, using wasabi is not the best way to eat sashimi."

"Well, isn't it that wasabi and sashimi are best paired with neon chefs to put mustard on top of sashimi?"

"No," said Liu Xingxing. "The neon chef put wasabi on the sashimi is actually because the neon native sauce is too scarce. They don't have pepper, cloves, and the bell pepper is far from Hokkaido, resulting in Without a variety of seasoning techniques, mustard is added. "

Liu Xingxing popularized towards Fangze. "In general, if a certain raw material needs to be eaten raw, the purpose is to preserve the original flavor. The best way to preserve the original flavor is actually to put salt."

"And the mustard in the Japanese food is actually not the same as the wasabi in our usual cognition. The mustard in our cognition became a seasoning used by chefs as early as the Zhou Dynasty. The manufacturing method is to use mustard The seeds are ground into powder, and this becomes mustard. "

"But the color of the mustard produced in this way is yellow. It is not the same as the mustard used in the Japanese food. The mustard used in the Japanese food is not strictly true mustard. It is a kind of called ' Wasabi 'plant. Wasabi and mustard taste similar. If you are not a professional cook or a person who often eats these two vegetables, there is no way to tell the difference between wasabi and mustard. "

"So the mustard used in the Japanese material is actually wasabi. These plants grow in clear water and it takes at least three years to be a seasoning. Even in the neon of our world, the price is quite not cheap. So neon Hong's chefs use such an expensive and extremely taste-stimulating seasoning. "

According to Liu Xingxing, Fang Ze remembered that he had watched the news before. It was said that some neon local cutting-edge Japanese chefs started using grapefruit sauce instead of wasabi in high-end Japanese food as a sauce for sashimi. The result was criticized by some so-called traditional Japanese chefs with 'craftsmanship' as apostasy.

"That little star, what do you think is the best condiment in the sashimi?" Fang Ze asked.

"I haven't done research on sashimi, so I don't dare to talk about it. But if Fang wants to try different sashimi, I recommend you to try Korean sashimi, or there are some places in Nanyang. Good chef for sashimi. "

"But in fact," Liu Xingxing said, scratching his head. "The true meaning of food is to eat as much as you like. For food like sashimi, you can mix it with enough seasonings. What goes with it, don't stick to tradition. "

"That's it." Fang Ze nodded, understanding.

It turned out that the sashimi with wasabi in the Japanese food was only neon people.

Thanks to the Dahuaxia Dibo, which allows foodies to have enough seasonings to mix and match freely.

As soon as the two had finished speaking, Lin Xiaoxin came back and sat over. "What are you talking about?"

"Talking about food and exchanging cooking experiences," Fang Ze replied.

"If you talk about food, I'll believe it, let's exchange experience." Lin Xiaoxin looked at Fang Ze and said, "In addition to cooking instant noodles, what else would you do?"

"I think about it." Fang Ze began to count with his fingers. "Saucer with liver and flowers salad, stir-fried lung slices, Vidal sauce with French foie gras, chicken liver sauce with peppercorns and wine jelly. ...

"Stop and stop." Lin Xiaoxin interrupted Fang Ze directly, "let's not talk about your weird dishes. The point is, you who can fry even fried eggs and fried rice, surely will These dishes. "

"Actually," Fang Ze said with his hand on Lin Xiaoxin's shoulder. "I'm a top western chef who knows seventeen languages."

"Ha ha ha." Lin Xiaoxin looked up awkwardly and laughed three times ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Then looked at Fang Ze and said, "The joke you told is very funny, I'm almost dead."

"No one believes in telling the truth this year." Fang Ze held his forehead sad.

"As the saying goes, dog owners still do n’t know the dog's temper. I have known you for so many years. I know how many times you used to urinate when you were a kid, and I do n’t know if you can cook or speak several languages. . "

"Don't talk about the seventeen languages, you have a dialect plus half your English, it's good to have three."

"Although there is an old saying well, the so-called words are not rough." Fang Ze looked at Lin Xiaoxin and said, "But isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to use the metaphor of‘ dog owners do n’t know what a dog ’s temper ’is.”

"What a metaphor," said Lin Xiaoxin, "feed you so hard with‘ a handful of **** and a pee, I do n’t know how much skill you have ’?”

"I didn't grow up eating **** and drinking urine, thank you."

The two quarreled and talked about Liu Xingxing's knowledge of modern society, and soon arrived at the Lin'an high-speed rail station.

"There are a lot of people today." After getting off the train, Lin Xiaoxin said watching the crowds inside the high-speed rail station.

"I'm probably all here for the food festival." Fang Ze took out his mobile phone and tried to hit a car. "I'll see if I can get Didi, otherwise we can only go by subway."

"Should be okay." Lin Xiaoxin said in a guilty conscience, but after five minutes, several people were completely desperate in the face of Didi, who still had no orders.

"Is there so many people today!" Fang Ze had to use his mobile phone to check the subway route. Fortunately, Lin'an's subway terminal is Xianghu Station, but it is very convenient and there is no need to change.

Although it can be expected to be crowded like a dog on the subway, this is no help.

Just as Fang Zecha looked at the map, a voice suddenly called out, "Fang Ze!"