Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1207, 1196. A worthy death, none of them were in vain.

"We made dumplings at home. I used water to make the filling. I first soaked scallions, ginger and peppercorns in water, then added water to the minced meat while stirring in one direction to make the filling firm. This is to prevent the filling from falling apart. When you can no longer see the water in the filling, it's done."

Xiang Boming felt that his explanation was particularly simple and clear.

Even my own girlfriend, who has absolutely no cooking skills, can understand it.

What's even better is that it showcased their efforts in a subtle and gradual way.

I'd give it 99 points; I'm afraid I'd be too proud to give it one less.

However, he had just finished explaining.

Overhearing from next door, another elderly man said, "Young Master Zhou, could you tell what was added when you were making this filling?"

Add what?
Xiang Boming scratched his head and pricked up his ears. "Isn't water-based filling just water-based filling?"

What else needs to be added?
Did they put something in the wonton filling?
With doubts.

The couple did the same thing: secretly glancing at the table next to them.

The young man smiled and shook his head, "Mr. Hou, you think too highly of me. I couldn't taste anything added at all. Please enlighten me."

Xiang Boming was relieved; it turned out he wasn't the only one who hadn't been able to taste what had been added.

The man addressed as Old Hou did not answer directly, but instead looked at another elderly man whom Liang Yue had bumped into, and asked, "Old Liang, did you taste it?"

So this person's surname is Liang.

Old Liang chuckled, "Trying to test me, huh? I added bone broth, pork leg bone broth, and put it in with Sichuan peppercorn water."

"Why is that?" the young man asked.

"To enrich the flavor and increase the juice content," Lao Liang, being an honest man, answered directly.

But then he countered with, "Why add juice?"

"For... the juice," the young man replied naively.

Old Liang shook his head and looked at Old Hou.

Old Hou's lips curled up. "Testing me, huh? All for that burst of juice. And I also know that when mixing the filling with bone broth, you have to sprinkle sesame oil evenly so that it mixes into the filling and forms an oil film, locking in the meat juices and broth."

Old Liang gave a thumbs up and praised, "Amazing!"

They went on a long spiel of mutual flattery and instruction.

Xiang Boming couldn't help but marvel at how amazing this person was, able to taste so many things.

Wow, Jiweilou is amazing! There are so many techniques involved in mixing a filling.

Learned, learned!

Xiang Boming scooped up another wonton, put it in his mouth, and savored it.

Hey, hey, I can actually taste the bone broth flavor. It's mixed with the meat flavor and you can't really tell unless you look closely.

However, I couldn't taste the sesame oil.

How could it not have such a strong sesame oil flavor?

Did these two make a mistake?

Actually, Xiang Boming didn't know that sesame oil can be a lightly scented type.

What Hou and Liang didn't know was that the light-scented oil used by Jiweilou had to be placed at a low temperature to separate into layers, and only the top layer of oil with a milder flavor was used.

The purpose is to avoid mixing in the original flavor of the ingredients, but sesame oil is still needed to enhance the aroma.
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Xiang Boming ate the wontons one by one, carefully finishing them.

There were only six small wontons in total, so even if you ate them slowly, you could finish them very quickly.

After you finish eating the wontons, the soup will have just cooled down enough to make it perfect for drinking.

Xiang Boming picked up the bowl and took a sip.

A refreshing warmth filled my mouth.

The chicken soup enveloped my tongue, and I could only taste the rich, fresh flavor of chicken.

It's a refreshing freshness, a pure freshness, simple yet pure.

Unlike wontons, which have a complex and distinct aroma of wheat, meat, oil, and scallions, as well as the savory flavor of chicken broth, wontons are not as fragrant as they are.

It's bursting with juice in every bite, soft, tender, and bouncy.

This chicken soup is pure and simple; it's a pursuit of ultimate beauty.

All my words can be summed up in one sentence—it's delicious, incredibly delicious.

Xiang Boming took small bites, then small bites again, reluctant to swallow, and even more reluctant to stop.

The essence of a bowl of chicken soup wontons lies in the combination of the wontons and the soup. How can there be such delicious wontons in the world?

Xiang Boming felt that he couldn't be called a chef; at most, he could be called someone who could cook.

Sigh, there are so many people who never get to eat anything good in their entire lives.

Just like his clients.

His restaurant has a 4.9 rating on food delivery websites and over 20,000 positive reviews for his stir-fried pork with chili peppers. People can actually eat it, and some even order it every day, eating it twice a day for several months.

They really should try this bowl of chicken soup wontons.

Unlike Xiang Boming, Liang Yue didn't have a discerning palate and couldn't pinpoint exactly what made the wontons so special.

She usually judges by how much food she eats.

If it's wontons from the breakfast shop downstairs, one bowl is enough to fill her up.

But she felt she could eat eight bowls of this bowl of wontons today.

Unlike Xiang Boming, Liang Yue didn't savor the moment.

She first drank a few sips of soup, then scooped up the wontons and chewed them one by one.

Finally, he slurped up the soup and finished it all, even the egg skin and seaweed.

"Ha~~" He exhaled a long breath of rich, fresh aroma.

He slammed the bowl down on the table with an air of nonchalance.

Pick up your phone, run to the breakfast counter, and boldly scan the QR code to order food.

They brought back two bowls of chicken soup wontons, a plate of steamed buns, and a plate of radish cake.

When I came back, Xiang Boming had just finished his wontons.

This continues...
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With the first bowl as a foundation,

While drinking his second bowl of wontons, Xiang Boming once again had the leisure to eavesdrop.

The people at the next table are eating very slowly, chatting as they eat. They haven't even finished their bowl of wontons yet.

Or perhaps the analysis isn't finished yet.

Xiang Boming listened intently as Old Liang explained to the young man why the wonton wrappers were so thin.

This is to allow the wontons to quickly absorb the umami flavor of the soup, so that every bite is filled with the umami taste of the soup.

Only with such a thin skin can the wontons and chicken soup be separated, and the thin skin can blend the two together.

Xiang Boming suddenly realized why he could taste the savory flavor of chicken soup when eating wontons.

There's also the explanation given by Master Hou about why the broth should be clear, which, besides being something Xiang Boming himself realized, is about pursuing the ultimate in beauty.

The clear broth is topped with tiny golden oil droplets, which has a special name in the culinary world: "Golden Glow Reflected in Water".

This soup looks beautiful.

The goal of good food is to achieve a perfect balance of color, aroma, and taste; visual appeal is also important.

Therefore, this bowl of wonton soup is mainly chicken broth with wontons as a secondary ingredient.

Those twenty old hens used to make soup died a worthy death; they didn't die in vain!
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Xiang Boming happily ate a bite of wonton and a sip of soup.

While eating, I listened to the explanation from the person next door.

It felt so good.

It's like having a guide when you visit a museum.

It's so much more educational than just wandering around on your own, knowing nothing and only exclaiming "Wow! Wow!"

Through their conversation, Xiang Boming also realized that Hou and Liang must be very capable gourmets.

And that young man is probably their junior.

They were brought out to broaden their horizons.

What a lucky guy.

Xiang Boming looked on with envy as he casually picked up a steamed bun and took a bite.

"Mmm~~" Xiang Boming's eyes widened. It tastes delicious.

Meanwhile, Liang Yue suddenly grabbed Xiang Boming's arm and shook it violently, "So delicious, so delicious!"

She was holding half a piece of radish cake in her hand...

(End of this chapter)