Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

The sweet and sour lionfish on the first day was fairly common, but the vegetarian monkey brain on the second day was a bit beyond public awareness.

But no matter what, the things I did in the first two days are still accessible in the real world.

But today it is a little different. The name of Guiyuan Rou sounds a bit mysterious, and people can't figure out what it is.

The dishes Cheng Yao cooked became more and more complicated day by day. There were many dignitaries present, but they had never tasted such dishes.

Strange things will naturally arouse everyone's discussion.

"Hey, have you ever heard of this Gui Yuan Rou?"

"No, but judging from the name, it must be a meat dish, right?"

"It's hard to say. I don't think Chef Cheng can cook such a simple dish this time."

"I think you just think about the problem too complicatedly..."

Two people were quarreling over this matter. People around them felt that it affected their mood and couldn't help but stop it.

"You two, stop arguing and just wait for Chef Cheng to show you. You won't be able to guess the right idea."

"Just talking is not enough, you are blocking my sight by dancing, you know?!"

After being reminded, the two of them did not dare to say any more. They stood on tiptoes and looked at the stage with wide eyes.

Under the attention of everyone, Cheng Yao also took action.

She first took out a piece of snow-white tofu and cut it in half.

It is carved with exquisite patterns and then lightly boiled in rich milk soup.

When the time is up, he fishes out the tofu.

Take another small pot, add various seasonings, and continue to simmer until the soup thickens.

Place the tofu cubes in a small pot with the soup just covering the tofu until the bottom changes from white to reddish brown.

Heat oil in a pan, put the browned beans into the pan, sauté until fragrant and remove a layer of browned bean skins.

Other parts are not in contact with the oil surface and can still maintain their original cleanliness and whiteness.

When the first step is completed, transfer to the broth, boil first and then steam.

The most tender parts of fish, chicken, and pork are taken and placed on top of the tofu.

This Guiyuan meat looks like meat on the whole, but it is not greasy. It melts in your mouth and is suitable for all ages.

As soon as the lid of this dish is opened, the rich aroma rushes to spread around.

The entire audience gasped involuntarily, and even Gongsun Yue in the private room of the restaurant opposite could not help but twitch the tip of her nose.

Some of them couldn't control themselves and drooled on the spot, making a fool of themselves.

Some people even fought to get closer to the fragrance, and the scene was chaotic.

He Lao hurriedly hurriedly and slowly finally caught up. He stood on the periphery of the crowd, holding on to his old waist and panting.

Originally, he thought that the guard at the door was exaggerating a bit.

But when he actually stood in front of Fuchun Restaurant, he was truly shocked.

He only saw such grand occasions when those nobles held important celebrations.

Before this, it was difficult for him to connect such a scene with a chef's cooking demonstration.

He Lao stood on the outside and jumped up and down from time to time. Because of the crowded wall of people, he could not see anything and could only smell the alluring aroma.

To say that he was skeptical about Cheng Yao's cooking skills at first, but now he is really convinced.

Because the aroma of a good dish cannot be faked, and even He Lao couldn't resist the aroma.

He Lao is like an ignorant child, persistently pursuing the essence of this taste.

He grabbed a young man who was watching the fun and asked.

"Excuse me, I want to ask, do you know what the cook inside is cooking right now?"

The man felt his arm being pulled and turned around impatiently. Just when he was about to have an attack, he saw that he was an old man. He felt a little less anxious and a little more patient.

"Hey, old man, there are too many people in this place and I didn't hear it clearly. It seems to be called... what is it called turtle meat?"

"No, no, you heard wrong. Just now Chef Cheng was talking about Guiyuan Pork!"

The kind-hearted aunt on the side saw that the man had said something wrong and quickly corrected him.

"Oh, yes, this aunt is right, it's called Guiyuan meat."

Mr. He was shocked and asked again.

"what?!"

"Are you telling the truth? Is it really Gui Yuan Rou?"

Hearing Mr. He's questioning, the young man was a little unhappy.

"Why should we lie to you, an old man we don't know? It's called Guiyuan Rou."

Because of his excitement, Mr. He's gray beard began to tremble with the trembling of his facial muscles.

It’s true that the flowers planted with intention do not bloom, but the willows planted with no intention of planting create shade!

He had been talking about it all his life, but he never expected to encounter this dish in Yuecheng.

Once upon a time, Mr. He obtained a fragment of the God of Cooking by chance.

This fragment records all the fine dishes that are complicated to make and use fine ingredients.

It was this fragment that led Mr. He to officially embark on the road of cooking.

After studying hard, he finally gained the favor of the nobles in the capital and cooked for the most distinguished guests.

However, over the years, one thing has always bothered him.

That is the missing part in the incomplete scroll of God of Cooking.

Mr. He used the connections he had accumulated over the years and spent a lot of resources to find this missing piece.

But his wish was never realized.

Guiyuan Pork is the last dish shown on the scroll. Except for the tofu in the raw material section, there is nothing extra on it.

Mr. He has been cooking for so many years, and he has never tried vegetarian or meat dishes.

But to make this tofu into meat, the key is naturally indispensable.

He Lao tried many methods, but he was still unable to make the Guiyuan meat that he was most satisfied with.

Although people around him were trying to persuade him, saying that his cooking skills had already reached their peak and there was no need to dwell on the dishes in a fragmented scroll.

But Mr. He always found it difficult to let go. However, over the long years, his enthusiasm was gradually worn away, and in the end he was left with only despair.

Perhaps it was God's favor for him to encounter this dish here today!

Thinking of this, Mr. He's eyes lit up, and even his old complexion became much rosier.

I saw him with his hands on his hips and laughing so hard.

Everyone was attracted by the sound and looked in the direction of Mr. He.

It is not easy to ignore the movement here.

Cheng Yao also stopped what he was doing and looked at Mr. He who was standing there laughing in confusion.

A rustling sound came from around Mr. He.

"What's the matter with this old man?"

"Is it because you are old and your brain is not working well?"

There are even more enthusiastic people who are helping to find relatives at the scene.

"Whose old man is this? Take him home quickly."

"Yes, don't run around when you are older. This will make your children worried."