Chapter 142 The secret in the old altar
Wang Kuan became more and more excited and said excitedly: "There is another big-hearted pussy, Michael Fux, who made his fortune by selling mattresses when he was young. Mr. Michael's garage collected 130 sports cars in his garage. The opposite of Phil, he likes to buy the first car of each model."
"For example, the first McLaren P1 MSO, the first Ferrari F12 TDF, if you really can't buy the first in the world, you have to buy the first in the region, such as the first Huayra in the United States."
"It has two Rafas, red convertible version, orange hardtop version, hardtop version has an official name: Arancio Triplo Strato. Only four cars are produced worldwide, that is Car No. 3, the first in the United States."
"McLaren has customized the world's unique car paint for him. At the press conference, the old man actually sighed: My house is too small and there is no space to store more cars!"
"Fuck, my place is big, why don't you put it in my garage?"
Johnson patted Wang Kuan on the shoulder, nakedly envious and jealous. There is no high or low in collecting such things. Whether you are collecting aircraft carriers or like sparks, it is all obsessive-compulsive disorder.
It’s fine to have a few sports cars that can show off. It’s useless to get a bunch of them. It’s better to wear two pairs of walnuts and wear two strings of sea yellow, so you can take them out anytime and anywhere.
I called Hao Baoli, and the other party liked to drink tea and sent two jin of Shifeng to the door. The old man happened to rest and was very happy. He asked him to go directly to the house and cook a few special dishes in person.
Hurry up and head straight to the destination. The Executive Chef of the State Guesthouse cooks himself?
Hehehe...
It was still early, so I sat down to chat first. I heard that Johnson had eaten all the Taishi dishes and Tanjia dishes. Hao Baoli sighed: "I don't know when it started, but people became tired of the hustle and bustle of restaurants. Gourmets like to burrow into the narrow streets and alleys to find delicious food, and the quiet mood that has been lost for a long time..."
"Private dishes are private dishes, private dishes, no matter the cuisine, no matter the layout, as long as there is no other family, as long as the taste is unique. Most of them are very secretive, not even a signboard, no fixed menu, and no full-time waiters, but the cooking techniques are often inherited from the ancestral style, with a unique flavor, and are limited to serving, and cannot be eaten in restaurants on the market."
Hu Hai helped the two of them pour tea and joked: "If you ask me to tell me that your skills are definitely not worse than those of the Tan family and Li family. If you can't stay in your leisure time, why not..."
"Forget it!" Hao Baoli glared and cursed with a smile: "It's so easy to retire, and finally I can enjoy the happiness. You kid, let me surround the pot?"
Johnson Smith smiled but said nothing. Don’t look at the old man’s stubbornness now. He really wants to retire. He is worried about the stove for the rest of his life and can he live in leisure?
After chatting almost the same thing, Hao Baoli stood up and said, "It's rare to come to your house today. I'm free to make a few dishes for you to see how it tastes?"
Johnson stood up, went to the kitchen, and helped him. Under Hao Baoli's command, he was very busy and felt very friendly.
The old man nodded secretly, his basic skills were quite solid, and he had indeed practiced it. He patted Johnson on the shoulder and said, "No, I am qualified to be an apprentice in Diaoyutai!"
Everyone laughed, and Johnson was very excited. It would be absolutely sensible to let the Imperial Housekeeper say this!
The ingredients were processed quickly, and it was rare to be lucky to steal the stolen master next to Hao Baoli. The old man personally took the trick and explained while doing it: "The Marshal's shrimp roll was once the work of Montgomery when he visited China again in 1961. This shrimp comes from the Bohai special supply of four large shrimps, which are combined with cheese. The shrimp is not glued but slapped with a knife, in order to preserve the real feeling of the particles and cut the Russian flavor of the creamy cucumber sauce."
After all, if you rely on the mountains to eat, the executive chef is indispensable in the freezer. The more you see, the more you admire it, what is a master?
I saw the old man cut the whole piece of tofu into one hundred and eight pieces, with the same depth and thickness, and put it into the clear soup like a silver chrysanthemum blooming...
A big coincidence is not a skill,
Lifting weight easily,
This kind of craft, let alone eating, is a pleasure just to watch!
For colorful fish shreds, remove the fish bones first. The fish meat is sliced and not counted. It should be changed from slices to strips, add seasonings and slurry, and roll it out in a hot oil pan to ensure that it is fresh, fragrant, tender and smooth.
In the end, let alone fish bones, you can't tell if you look at the appearance, you won't be able to tell if you don't tell it...
Huadiao is a ripe and drunk crab. Each crab is marinated with Huadiao wine for two days. The coldness is completely removed. It seems simple, but it is very important to kung fu.
The marinating time is too short, the aroma of wine is not enough, and the aroma of wine will pass again after too long. Only the aroma of wine is just right, and the crab meat is plump. After one bite, the juice in the crab meat has a plum flavor, which is refreshing, delicious and appetizing.
"This is a snow eel, unique to Taizhou Xianju. Local records: it will appear when it is snowing, with a heavier weight of more than ten kilograms, and the largest one will be twenty or thirty kilograms. It tastes so beautiful, and it is mostly in deep pools under the stone warehouse and will not appear when it is snowing."
Hao Baoli opened the packaging and said excitedly: "Due to the special growth environment, it is difficult to reproduce and produce sparsely, so it is rare to see these are wild snow eels. I leave two of them to try the dishes. Today you are lucky!"
Hu Hai took out a jar from the cabinet and slowly opened it: "This is the pickled crayfish a few days ago. Each one is about 100 grams. The carapace is better for bright green color, and the remaining claws are left aside. Raw it to exhale the pickled crayfish in the body. After twenty years, Shaoxing Huadiao has been mixed with more than 100 spices and Chinese herbs to make the drunken berries."
Johnson looked at the crayfish in front of him. Each of them had bright red shells, towering black eyes, all beards and claws, pleasing to the eye, and they were tall, rich and handsome.
Another jar is made of crispy golden ginseng, with golden and bright colors, and the abalone juice is clear and has a strong taste. Slowly cut it into pieces, the meat is as white as a cream, the skin is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside...
"Traditional practice believes that the bigger the ginseng, the better. In fact, after my research, 1.5 times the effect is the best, which not only ensures a soft and glutinous texture, but also fully absorbs the essence of the broth."
Johnson saw the cabinet full of more than a dozen jars, saliva flowing. This is what the foundation is!
The three of them ate and chatted until late at night. When they got home, they took a hot shower and lay comfortably on the bed. They recalled the experiences during this period and sighed again that life is like a play, and play is like a life.
The biggest change that huge inheritance brings to yourself is self-confidence. This sounds pretentious, but it is indeed the case.
Have the courage to face life positively, be qualified to experience all kinds of wonderful lives, be confident to meet new friends, be like-minded, and be from all over the world...
Finally I realized that I was also very introverted, but I used to being depressed, or I didn’t have the capital to truly face the desires deep in my heart.
Looking at the turtles not far away, I recalled that the master likes to lie in the sun, with walnuts in his hands and humming small songs in his mouth, always looking contented and happy...
The dean’s grandmother likes to sit under the eaves, watching the children running around the yard with a smile on her face. Even if she sits for a day, she enjoys it...
Suddenly I had a feeling:
In this life,
Chapter completed!